#mario madness smut

[multi-fandomsfreak]

Just One Kiss

(Secret History Mario x Horrorbrew!Reader)

Hey there! Guess what? Still not over Secret History Mario! So I decided I haven’t created a j.ai bot in a while and made one just for him. Definitely not an excuse to slut him out while wanting him to do the same to me. Also sorry (maybe sorry) for censoring the pic. If you want to see it I can upload a separate post of it. This bot is mostly planned for Horrorbrew/EXE users. You don’t have to it’ll probably work without it but it is an option if you want to use it. Anyways hope you enjoy it.

This bot is strictly for NFSW/Smut related purposes so if you’re a minor/uncomfortable with that kind of stuff I suggest not using this bot.~J/Blaze

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Name: SH Mario || Just One Kiss

Request: Yes/No

Characters: Secret History Mario + Mentions of the other Mario’s Madness v2 characters

Scenario: You and the well known dictator never got along. Like trying to mix oil and water it just wouldn’t work. Why? Don’t know. Why do you two hate each other? You two didn’t really have an actual reason you just do. Sometimes people just hate each other. He finds you too ‘high mighty’ and you think he is an asshole so I guess you can say that is a reason. The others never really understood the drama between you and him. Like sure they weren’t expecting everyone to like each other but they found the reason to the hate between you two to be very stupid. However, even if you two hate each other you two secretly liked each other. Hell dare I say love each other. But you two were too stubborn to admit it. Eventually everyone else got sick and collectively agreed with each other to let you two be alone for a while to see if anything changes. At first discovering this you two didn’t like it. But it looked like they would be out for a while so you two had to get along at least a bit before they get back so you did. However, this suddenly turned sexual from enemies to lovers you two managed to put your hatred aside and let yours and his emotions get the better of you. But hey! At least the plan worked?

(Update: decided to remove the picture since I’m able to log onto the website again)

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[number1mingyustan]

Up To You ☾

boyfriend!wonwoo x virgin!fem!reader

Warnings: established relationship, explicit smut, kissing, cursing, fingering (f.), oral (m.), brief handjob, cum swallowing, mild praise kink, mentions of virginity loss, this is so dirty yet so cute, oc is confused and horny

Summary: up to you - nct dream & prettymuch

Word Count: 3k

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(a/n: he’s so bf i can’t)

"Stop it!" You scream, giggling out loud as your eyes remain fixated on the colorful screen in front of you.

"I'm not doing anything baby," Wonwoo smirks.

You huff out in frustration as you hold the Wii remote in your hand. Your boyfriend has hit you with another banana peel in Mario Kart and is nearing the finish line of the third and final lap.

You're no longer trailing right behind him, and two cars has already sped past you. You start driving again, rushing toward the nearest mystery box. It spins before giving you a King Speed. You spam the button, passing the two characters that sped in front of you. You're quick, but not quick enough to pass Wonwoo, who has already zipped past the finish line before you.

Your body slumps into the couch with exhaustion. He's just too good.

"One more game," You demand.

Wonwoo lets out a chuckle. "You said that two games ago."

"I mean it, one more game and I'm gonna win. One more."

Wonwoo shrugs, refusing to wipe the smirk off his face before selecting 'New Game' on the screen. He leans back against the couch and reselects his favorite character, Toad. You choose Toadette and a pink motorcycle. Your glider and wheels match in the same bright shade of pink. He even lets you choose the map just to "give you an advantage."

The screen counts down from three and both your characters start racing across the screen, leaving behind all the NPCs as you focus on the race between the two of you.

As expected, you're no match for him the second his character touches his first mystery box. With each passing lap, the distance between your characters on the mini-map grows further.

You throw out red shells, skillfully aiming the green ones, and the person in ninth place even throws a blue shell at some point during the race. But he holds his spot in first place nonetheless.

As expected, he wins, ranking himself first and you second. He leans back into the couch with the same stupid smirk plastered on his face.

"You cheated!" You exclaim, hitting him playfully.

"This isn't even the kind of game you can cheat in baby, either you got it or you don't.

"Not fair," You mumble, childishly dropping the controller onto the couch.

"Aw don't be a sore loser," He grins. "You almost beat me a few games ago."

You ignore him, pouting harder and crossing your arms.

He leans over, holding you by the sides and begins tickling you. You can't help but react, squirming in his arms and laughing. "Stop!"

He doesn't let up and you continue squirming in his arms. You climb on top of him, pinning him down and interlocking your fingers with his. "You've made your point," You say breathlessly.

"Sure you're not mad at me anymore?" He grins, pushing his hands against yours lightly.

You chew the inside of your lip, eyes looking up and to the side as you contemplate. "Mostly."

His hands unlock from yours and rub up and down your sides lightly. He tilts his head up, allowing his soft lips to meet yours. The kiss is slow and sensual, reflective of the intimate position the two of you are currently in. He can feel himself growing hard beneath the fabric of his sweatpants in the intimate position. "Want me to make it up to you?"

Your lips curve up at the sound of his words. "Only if you do what I say.

He sits up, holding you securely on his lap.

"What is it that you want baby? Tell me," He whispers against the shell of your ear.

It's a bold question, not that you mind it. But it's still pretty early in your relationship and you and Wonwoo are still taking things fairly slowly. It's been a few months, but you haven't had sex yet.

You've gone further than kissing a few times, but things have remained relatively innocent between the two of you. Touching beneath the belt wasn't off the table, but it certainly was a new thing in your relationship and it didn't happen often. He's usually more hesitant about being suggestive around you since you're still a virgin and he doesn't want to rush anything.

Nonetheless, your body goes warm at his suggestive tone. You feel yourself throb and shift yourself on his lap. The little bit of friction causes a soft moan to slip from your lips.

"I want you to make me cum," You whine. Your voice is quiet but filled with desperation.

He's holding himself together, but his head is spinning. His heart starts beating faster as anticipation runs through his veins. There's a small wet patch forming on your panties and he can feel it pressed against his hard cock.

"You want my fingers?" Wonwoo asks.

You nod in response to his question eagerly. His cock twitches beneath you knowing that you want him, need him. You look up at him with round eyes. They're so innocent yet filled with lust and desperation.

His thoughts are flooded with you. You're always on his mind, to tell the truth. But you're clouding his mind even more and making his head spin. You have such a strong effect on him.

He lifts your hips up, pulling your white cotton panties off and tossing them onto the living room floor. You bring your bare crotch back down onto his lap, one of his oversized jerseys covering your body

Silently, you guide his hand into your mouth, sucking on his fingers and making them wet. His breath catches in his throat as you suck on his fingers.

He turns you around on his lap, pressing your back onto his chest. He holds you still with one of his arms wrapped around your frame.

He wastes no time plunging his soaked fingers into you. His digits slip into your folds easily, curving up deep into you. Your back leans further into his chest. His broad frame supports you from behind and his cock twitches in the fabric of his sweatpants.

"Ah fuck–" You gasp, moaning out.

Your back arches as his fingers stretch your cunt.

"Motherfucker–" He groans lowly.

He withdraws his fingers slowly from your folds. You whine and shift uncomfortably in his lap. You can't see, but his brings his fingers to his lips. He spits onto them, lubricating his fingers more. It drives you crazy. He really didn't need to, not with the way you're soaking his fingers and sweatpants already. But there's something so lewd, so filthy about it. It's turning you on so much.

A smack lands on your cunt as his damp fingers return to where you need him. You shift in his lap again, brushing against his hard cock. He slips his fingers back into your wet cunt, this time thrusting his fingers into you faster than before.

He's restless, curving his fingers perfectly and sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body. You let out a squeal, resting your head back against his shoulder as your back arches.

You gasp for breath, moans getting caught in your throat as he fingers you. The squelch of your cunt fills the living room. It's filthy, and you fucking love it. Your eyes roll back and you cry out when his fingers press against your g-spot.

"You still with me gorgeous?" He asks.

"Hah– mhm," You nod.

Your body tenses in his lap as your hips roll into his fingers to their own rhythm. You struggle to control your body, overwhelmed with pleasure and rapidly chasing your approaching high.

He hums in satisfaction. "Gonna give you want you want now." He mumbles against the shell of your ear.

He doesn't need a response to know how badly you want this. His fingers pick up in pace, continuing to brush against the sweet spot inside of you.

A groan escapes his lips as you continue rolling your hips against his fingers desperately. He wants to ruin you, so badly. The sight of you in his lap right now is sending his mind racing. The thoughts clouding his mind alone could make him ruin his sweats untouched.

Your nails dig into the couch as you desperately squirm to find something to hold onto. Your eyes screw shut as you gasp for breath.

"Wonu–fuck–ah!" You groan. He places more pressure on your inner falls, wrist movements coming to a halt. He presses his fingers into your sweet spot, allowing you to continue fucking yourself on his fingers as your high has your head spinning.

You clench around his fingers tightly. You whine and cry out, vision going white as your pussy throbs around his fingers. You take a deep breath, exhaling shakily as you come down from your high.

He leans his head back against the couch and sighs. His adam's apple is prominent and he uses his middle and ring finger to push his glasses up on his nose.

You climb off his lap, face growing hot when you see the wet stain on his grey sweats. "Sorry," You apologize.

He looks down, eyes drifting to where yours seem to be focused on. He lets out a breathy chuckle. " 'S okay baby, I don't mind."

He leaves a playful smack on your butt as you walk away toward the bathroom. He adjusts himself in his sweatpants, thoughts of you still flooding his mind.

You enter the bathroom, closing it behind you. You clean yourself up, but the sight and feeling of his hard cock flood your thoughts. You'd be lying if you said he didn't satisfy you, but you're still undeniably horny. You splash your face with some cool water to distract your mind.

You make your way back to the living room, sitting next to him on the couch. He pulls you back onto his lap comfortably and changes the tv setting from the Wii to Disney +.

He scrolls mindlessly through the options. "You hungry? I was thinking we could order in."

You're having an even harder time focusing now. He's still sprouting a semi beneath you

"I wanna return the favor, Wonu," You blurt.

"I was thinking Thai–oh," Wonwoo clears his throat.

He shakes his head and presses a kiss on your cheek from behind. "It's okay baby, you don't have to worry about me."

"No I want to," You admit. "I'm still horny, and I wanna make you feel good too. Please?"

He's having an internal battle with himself. It feels like things are moving a little quickly, but who is he to deny you? Especially when you're in his lap practically begging him.

He licks his lips slowly, contemplating a response. Thoughts of you have been clouding his mind doing exactly this and he can't help but be selfish and indulge.

"Fuck... okay," He agrees.

You tug at his sweatpants excitedly. You lifts your hips, pulling his underwear and sweats down to his knees in one movement. You sit back down on his thighs, eyes fixated on his dick.

He's only sprouting a semi, not nearly as hard as when he was fingering you early. No biggie.

You tilt your head down, spit falling down onto his cock from your mouth. You start stroking him. He's big and heavy in your hand, it's a little intimidating at first.

But you adjust quickly, finding a steady rhythm. You feel him breathe out in relief at the feeling of your hand. You feel a newfound sense of confidence build inside of you.

Your hand runs along his length, feeling the thick veins on his cock. You can feel the way he grows in your hand, twitching as it rises to full length and hardness.

The tip is flushed pink and dribbles out precum. He lets out a soft curse.

You couldn't help but let your mind imagine how it would feel inside of you. You knew you weren't ready for it yet, but you couldn't help but imagine it. If it was anything like his fingers earlier, you could most certainly consider the possibility of taking your relationship to the next level.

Although, you know it'll hurt. Wonwoo is big, incomparable with his fingers. You know he'd take good care of you, do everything in his power to ease the pain and make you feel good.

His hips jerk when you swipe your thumb across the sensitive tip. He spurts more precum and groans at the sensation. You're practically drooling at the sight of him.

Wonwoo is never this reactive. He's always been more of the calm stoic type. But you're bringing out another side of him, and it's turning you on like crazy.

"Wanna suck it," You breathe out.

Wonwoo tilts his head back into the couch. His hand covers his face as he holds himself back. "Holy fuck..." He breathes out shakily.

You climb off his lap, dropping down to your knees.

"Take your time... Don't wanna hurt you–ah" He moans.

You open your mouth, wrapping your lips around his cock. You taste the precum on your tongue, swiping it across his sensitive tip. He holds himself back from thrusting his cock all the day down your throat. He grips the couch tightly, sinking deeper into the leather beneath him.

He's trying so hard to be a good guy and do the right thing. But fuck, you're making it so hard. He doesn't wanna give you more than you can handle, but the sight of you right now makes him want to ruin you.

Your hand doesn't leave his cock, continuing to stroke him as you take the tip into your mouth. You start off bobbing your head slowly, running your tongue along the bottom side of his length.

He groans, gathering your hair into a makeshift ponytail and helps to guide your head. You're careful not to let your teeth drag, focusing on making sure he feels good.

"Fuck, gorgeous," He groans. "What are you doing to me?"

His words shoot straight to your core. You press your thighs together and take his words as encouragement. You take more of his length down your throat, allowing his tip to touch the back of your throat.

"Holy shit–" He moans. "You're so good, fuck ah–"

He grips the leather of the couch harder, digging his nails into the material to restrain himself from fucking your throat. He gasps and moans, allowing a few curses to slip from his lips.

You continue stroking him, taking more of his into your mouth. You bob your head a little faster, saliva thoroughly coating his length. His tip continues to touch the back of your throat, causing you to gag and tear up.

You stop for a moment, coughing as you wipe your tears and catch your breathe.

"You good?" He asks.

You nod. "I'm good."

"Take your time baby," He coos. "Don't need to rush it."

You nod again before taking him back into your mouth.

You pace yourself, starting slow and progressively growing quicker and more confident with your moves. He guides you using the makeshift ponytail, making sure you don't get ahead of yourself again.

Your other hand cups his balls, making him let out a throaty groan. His cock twitches and throbs in your mouth and hand. "I'm close, baby" He warns you.

You remain steady in your movements, prioritizing his pleasure. His cock throbs once more before his body jerks. "Oh shit–"

He lifts your head off of his cock with your hair and grabs his cock with his other hand. He strokes himself to finish, shooting his load into your mouth. Even overwhelmed with pleasure, he doesn't spurt any of it onto your face.

He groans once more as he comes down from his high. He lets out a breath. "You can spit it, don't feel pressured to–"

Before he can finish his sentence, you swallow his load with ease. His cock twitches at the sight, but he prioritizes you. He dresses himself properly and lifts you back onto his lap. You face him, resting your head on his chest.

He holds you securely, rubbing his hands along your back softly.

"Was that okay?" He asks, continuing to draw circles on your back.

You nod. "Yeah, I'm okay."

He looks down at you, seeing you nibble on your bottom lip pensively.

"You sure?"

You nod hesitantly.

He can tell there's still something on your mind. You've just got that look on your face.

"What's bothering you?" He asks.

You shake your head, burying your head in his chest. He lifts your head, softening his tone with you. "Hey, talk to me."

You frown. "I don't know.... like I feel like I'm ready, but at the same time I'm not sure."

"To have sex?" He asks.

You nod. "I don't know if I'm just getting ahead of myself or if it's really what I want. I'm just a little scared, but I think I want to."

"I get it, but we won't do it unless you're 100% sure. I don't wanna jump into anything prematurely and have regrets. Doesn't matter how much you're on the fence, it won't happen unless you're in it 100%. You hear me?"

You nod. "Thank you Wonwoo, you're the best."

He kisses your cheek. "Just for you."

"I think I'm just overthinking it cuz I'm still horny," You confess.

He leans back into the couch and lets out a breathy chuckle. "Shit Y/n, you're insatiable."

You grin. "Just for you."

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[notexactlyei]

cloud strife dating hcs — ★

contains both sfw and nsfw!!

mdni with nsfw parts.

contains: intentional lowercase, awkward cloud, cute cloud, dom cloud, fluff, smut, gn/fem bodied reader, gn pronouns!

sfw

- at first I feel like cloud would be a bit awkward

- he would definitely be a bit mad at himself because he's supposed to be this tough dude..

- but then you come in and BAM you're just so??? cute??? and he doesn't know how to react to cuteness so he just stands there like 🧍‍♀️ while cussing himself out in his head and being like "not cute shut up annoying annoying"

- and then you'd be all nice to him, just a genuinely kind person and he wouldn't be able to hate you

- he would just suppress his feelings like he always does but you would make it very difficult to him

- if you two were really close then he would maybe flirt a little bit considering the tifa drink scene but just a BIT

- he definitely wouldn't confess first, mans would be too scared and confused. he would think you hate him. So you would have to take the first move.

- when you do confess though, he would just.. be there.

- just stand there. shut down. aaaand... wait, is that a blush you see?!

- you would have to snap your fingers at him to actually get him to react

- "oh- uh, yeah.. I guess.. I like you too."

- he would be very doubtful and afraid that maybe you didn't actually like him, def would overthink the whole situation a lot.

- when you start dating.. he is still a bit awkward. needs some time to warm up.

- but as soon as he does, he is quite affectionate in a cloud-y way

- would scoff and roll his eyes a lot at you but that smile that he just can't get rid of when you "annoy" him tells you everything you need to know

- would love holding you and teasing you about things

- witty

- would absolutely adore it if you played with his hair

- he would just lay down on top of you, his head on your chest.. and as soon as you'd start playing with his hair, he'd make these cute little contented noises, almost catlike

- secretly plays mario kart

- no one can know this. idk why. it's cloud, okay? don't ask why playing mario kart is such a forbidden thing for him.

- one day u catch him and he just freezes.

- "hellooo earth to cloud????"

- *cloud.exe has stopped working*

- then u just take the controller in ur hands so that u could play too

- cue the most aggressive mario kart game ever

- he is SO good but at the same time he sucks ass idk how he does it. one time he's beating you by one lap next he's driving into every obstacle on the map

- ahem

- anyway

- back to fluffy cloud

- would watch you while you cook

- makes up excuses to do that

- "i need to make sure you don't burn the house down" BITCH YOU'RE THE ONE THAT TRIGGERED THE SMOKE DETECTOR LAST TIME

- again, he loves to hold you. he's usually the big spoon but sometimes he also wants to be the little spoon yk?

- poor baby's been through a lot and just needs some comfort :(

- shh there there, just pet his hair and hold him

- he might cry. it's very VERY rare but if you manage to make him feel extremely safe with you then he might cry

- give him love

- now

- NOW

- anyways

- now that I've made you all "awww that's so cute and sad"

- let's move on to smut

- nice topic contrast huh? ik ik

(ok minors now it's ur time to leave! byebyeeee <3)

NSFW

- ass guy!

- would walk behind you a lot just to get a nice view

- when you ask him about it he's like

- "i just need to make sure you're alright. what about it?"

- his fav position would probably be from the back

- would grab your throat (gently, not choking you.. unless you asked for it) or hips in that position

- considering the hand massage parlor scene, the noises he made.. I think a lot of them were suppressed too, so I think he would be pretty vocal if you dommed him

- but here's the thing

- he won't let you

- he is your dom

- first couple sessions he's really gentle

- but oh boy after that

- this boy is rough!!!

- would want you to sit on his lap a lot, which would usually lead to other things ;)

- "sit on my lap"

- "but-"

- "sit. now."

- yessir thank you sir

- would prefer receiving over giving, but he would still love giving.. he'd just love the sight of you choking and gagging on him so so beautiful <3

- when he'd give you oral he'd go ham

- he wouldn't really care if you tried to squirm away, he would just grab your hips to keep you in place

- "stay still"

- loves your cute little sounds

- when you're just bouncing on top of him but suddenly you stop cause you just can't take it anymore, he grabs your hips and just moves you up and down

- if you were being a sassy brat or made him jealous then oh god prepare yourself

- bro will NOT go easy on you

- will not use toys - he would show you how good he is without them

- loves when you wear his clothes

- can be sweet and passionate at times

- when he finally lets you dom him (which takes a lot of convincing)

- his whines and whimpers are just so heavenly. like OH MY GOD.

- secretly enjoys being overstimulated

a/n: I might update/edit this :)

[cheonstapes]

toji fushiguro stars in... 'PEACH GUMMY CANDY' ☆ ～('▽^人)

a/n ~ i was literally just eating these japanese peach gummies and i felt a sudden surge of inspiration, and i love toji so it was a match made in my tummy. this is a lil self indulgent cause i'm addicted to peaches and just needed an outlet to express that ( ‾́ ◡ ‾́ )

summary; toji never liked peaches. well, not until he met you.

wc; 400+

pairings; toji fushiguro x fem!reader

cw; SMUT!! toji being a hater, reader loving peaches, oral, dom!toji, sub!reader, fingering, squirtin, established relationship, he really loves you, peaches, peaches, peaches, peaches, 🍑, nawt proofread - just peaches

saying you liked peaches was an understatement. 

peach soap, peach perfume, peach shampoo, peach themed makeup, peach flavoured lip gloss, literal peaches. it was kinda overwhelming. toji hated peaches. he’s never had a sweet tooth, being the greek god he is - he refused to eat anything he deemed ‘too sweet’, and peaches were the highest on that list.

it irked you at first. the petty sneer that he’d pull whenever he sensed anything remotely peach related around him, he just couldn’t understand how you were so obsessed with the stupid fruits. but of course, toji could never resist spoiling his sweet baby. soon, you started seeing peachy little gifts all around the apartment.

the fridge stocked with peach tea, a basket of fresh peaches in the kitchen, cute peach slippers by your bed. you thought he had officially lost it. you weren’t complaining though, after seeing how happy you got with each gift they seemingly doubled in amount. 

he would never say it out loud, but toji was starting to like peaches. 

especially after he got a taste of your sweet cunt. he didn’t think it was possible but the sheer amount of peaches you consume made you taste even better than you already did. head between your thighs, stubble tickles your skin as he sucks on your clit - two rough fingers scissoring your tight hole. a fat glob of his spit trickles down your entrance, pooling under your ass as his tongue massages your insides.

“t-toji- fuuhck!”

he doesn’t respond. too focus on tasting as much of you as he could, shaking his head side to side as he makes out with your pretty pussy. his large hands grip your thighs open, thumb rubbing soothing circles on the skin, too gentle compared to the way he eats you out like a mad man. he can feel the way your legs quiver, cunt clenching rapidly on his tongue - your stomach tightening so good, locking eyes with your boyfriend as he looks up at you with smoky eyes from behind your mound.

he couldn’t stop, not even after you squirted that sweet juice all in his awaiting mouth, not after you begged so sweetly for him to slow down - hands weakly pushing his head away from your aching pussy. “move yer fuckin’ hands, baby. ‘s not my fault ya cunt’s all sweet, now let daddy enjoy his pretty girl’s pussy.” 

toji didn’t like peaches. but if peaches taste like your pussy? well, he fucking loves them.

-This one is for my one and only true love Princess Peach

Peach, you're so cool And with my star, we're gonna rule Peach, understand I'm gonna love you 'til the very end

Peaches, Peaches, Peaches, Peaches, Peaches Peaches, Peaches, Peaches, Peaches, Peaches I love you, oh Peaches, Peaches, Peaches, Peaches, Peaches Peaches, Peaches, Peaches, Peaches, Peaches I love you, oh

Mario, Luigi, and a Donkey Kong too A thousand troops of Koopas couldn't keep me from you Princess Peach, at the end of the line I'll make you mine, oh

Peaches, Peaches, Peaches, Peaches, Peaches Peaches, Peaches, Peaches, Peaches, Peaches I love you, oh

Peaches, Peaches, Peach, Peach

[dpr-stay]

Whoops | YT22

Yuki Tsunoda x driver!reader

SMAU & written

Warnings: A little bit of smut (more lime iykwim) Still would recommend MDNI

Wc ~ 2.3k

Hey y’all 🤪

Anyways, wrote this last night and spent forever doing the social media part bcs it was fun. Haven’t edited it! Sorry! And it may be a bit ooc (?) but I imagine Yuki as some suave guy behind doors so whoops.

(Also sorry if you’re here for stray kids)

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Heavy hands lay secure on your hips as you sat perched on his lap. Dark eyes stared into yours, both of them encapsulated in unrestrained lust. Yuki squeezed your hips as he brought you in for another kiss.

If only Franz Tost could see you now, huh. He’d been hesitant about hiring a girl to fill Gasly’s seat after he left because he was worried that her and Yuki wouldn’t get along. Boy was he wrong.

Yuki groaned into your mouth as you lowered yourself down till you were aligned. A quick nudge of your hips caused you both to moan, as the tension from the day released out of the both of you.

It was tough race, you barely making it into the points and Yuki a bit below you. The car was shit, but that was to be expected. You’d both spent countless hours in the sims, trying to somehow uncover a way to make the car work better but it was a lost cause.

After one long day that you’d both spent in the sims, you’d arrived at your hotel rooms that were side-by-side at the same time and the rest was history. You wouldn’t say you used each other, there was definitely some level of emotion involved (if the way you spent more time together than anyone else and the numerous times you’ve contemplated moving in together count) but it was definitely a more effective stress relief than collapsing in the gym.

His hips shifted upwards, causing a tingling sensation to spread through your lower half, a sensation that was increased the longer he continued doing that. You brought your arms around Yukis neck, bringing him in for a kiss as you adjusted your hips to match his speed.

He leaned his head back as he closed his eyes and you smiled, quickly leaning in to begin kissing his neck.

“Honey…” He sighed, as you continued moving your hips, his excitement very obvious even through the jeans he was wearing.

“Feels good right?” You murmured on his neck as you began sucking, trying your very best not to leave a mark. That may have been a lie. A deep mark started to form on his skin and you smiled as he continued sighing his pleasure.

“I may have left a mark.” He groaned, this time in mock annoyance, and a giddy smile overtook your lips this time as he brought his head down to look at you, his own smile making your glow brighter.

“It’s hard to be mad at you.” He whispered against your lips and you responded with a quick kiss on his lips, continuing your eye contact, as you didn’t trust yourself to respond appropriately with words.

He gently bucked his hips in response to your kiss and you gasped as a jolt of pleasure ran up your spine. He smirked against your lips and he leaned forward to grab the back of your thighs.

A loud banging on your door startled you both out of your daze, a yelp leaving your lips as Yuki nearly dropped you. You both, almost comically, turned to face the door as the banging continued and the person behind it started to shout.

“Hello? We’re here to film that room tour?” Shit, you’d totally forgotten about that. The team had organized for a film crew to come over and do a nice tour of the hotel room you were staying in. Wasn’t that tomorrow? You cleared your throat before yelling out.

“Yep just give me a minute! I’m finishing a round of Mario Kart!” You quickly hurried to jump off Yuki and started running around the room, turning on your switch and throwing a controller at Yuki.

“Just go with it!” You pleaded and he nodded, a firm nod with a small smile on his lips. God his lips are gorgeous aren’t they? Fuck, not right now!

You sprinted to the bathroom and tried to smooth your hair to look normal and splashed your face with water, hoping it would cool you down.

You ran back to the main area of the room, threw on your Alpha Tauri shirt and turned around to find Yuki booting up Mario Kart on your room's TV.

You sighed, physically feeling your shoulders and tension deflate, before leaning in for one last kiss.

“You look beautiful.” He said as you pulled away and you slapped his shoulder, duly noting the blanket he had thrown over his lap as he sat on the edge of your bed.

“I’m supposed to be turned off right now, not turned on.” You said bashfully and he grinned before you turned back the door and opened it.

You came face to face with a man holding a camera and a man holding a microphone. Your eyes widened.

“Hi there! Should we get straight to it?” The man holding the mic asked and you nodded before turning to the camera and introducing yourself.

“This is the uhh standard room. I’m pretty sure all staff got it, it’s pretty good.” You said as you opened the door.

Yuki waved at the camera from his spot sitting at the edge of your bed and, to their credit, both the other men tried to look unsurprised.

“We were playing Mario kart together, getting out all the aggression from the track.” You explained, over-gesturing with your hands. They both nodded and ‘ahh-ed’.

“So anyways, here’s the bathroom.” You led them into the bathroom, did a little tour, showing them around the room. You opened a few drawers, forgetting about the one that held Yuki’s toiletries bag and quickly slamming it shut. You met their curious looks with a quick “Can’t reveal my hair-care secrets!” And tried to carry on.

You took them through the small kitchenette, showing them the teabags you brought from home and showing them the high quality green tea bags Yuki bought you as a gift. You asked if they wanted a tea and the cameraman took you up on the offer, so eventually you were brewing four teas, one for every person in your room.

Eventually you all moved to the dining table beside your bed, the cameraman setting up his camera to face your bed with you in front of it before you were asked some relatively normal, non-invasive questions which you really appreciated. Yuki was also asked some questions, mostly about how good he is at Mario kart.

You ended up giving them a small tour of the bed, not much to see there. You took them through your switch, let them play a game on it, before eventually showing them the view from the hotel room, letting them onto the balcony.

As they surveyed the view, Yuki came up behind you, quickly muttering into your ear a complaint that they were taking too long. You rested your head back on his shoulder and murmured that they would be gone soon.

And they were, with a final sweep of the room and a panned shot of you sitting at the table watching Yuki play Mario Kart, they were out, thanking you for the tea and for being such a good host.

The second you had closed and locked the door, Yuki was at your back, missing your neck and grabbing at your waist to lead to your bed. You smiled and let yourself be walked backwards before he turned you around and kissed your lips.

“Been holding back for an hour lovely.” He whispered as he subtly pushed you backwards onto the bed, you landing with an ‘umph’ which he released a giggle at.

“Mhhmm I’m sorry about that.” You responded to his previous statement. “I thought it was another day.”

“It’s ok.” He said as crawled over you, beginning to mouth at your ear. “Just means I get less time to fuck you, yeah?” You groaned in response and he laughed at you.

“If people knew how much of a smooth talker you were…” You trailed off as he continued down from your ear to your neck to your collarbones, leaving small bites as he went.

“Lucky they don’t, means I get to use this.” He said smugly before leaning over to the bedside table and retrieving a condom. You rolled your eyes, a fond smile playing on your lips, as he flashed the condom at you. He reached back to place the condom back on the table and moved back to you.

Wait. Hold on.

Yuki continued to kiss down, leaving small nibbles on your collarbones as your eyes shot open.

Oh fuck.

You released a loud gasp and Yuki pulled back and looked up, worried.

“I’m sorry! Are you ok…?” He trailed off at your flabbergasted expression as you both sat up.

“Yuki.” You began, grabbing his shoulders.

“Did you reach in the drawer to grab that or not?” You asked, drawing him close to you. His face immediately paled as he took in the implications of what you said. He scrambled to move closer to the edge of the mattress, turning to look at the side table.

“I swear I reached in, didn’t I?” He said, turning to you but you could only look on in horror.

“There’s no way right?” He started. “We didn’t just film a room tour with a condom on the side table?”

You groaned, grinding the heels of your palms into your eyes as you learnt back into the bed, hoping the mattress would swallow you whole. Yuki let out an incredulous laugh, barely registering the hand you slapped his thigh with.

“What do we do?” You eventually asked, staring at the roof.

“I have no clue.” He said as you rolled to face him. His face softened as he reached out a hand to put on the side of your face.

“We might have to tell people.” You groaned in despair, closing your eyes. The last thing you wanted was for people to think the only female driver was fucking the other drivers. You were only fucking one.

You also didn’t want to have to deal with HR and the complications that would pose, you’d mentioned Franz Tost as a joke but damn. You really don’t want to have to deal with all the questions about your loyalty to the company and if you were just there because of Yuki.

Saying that, you were also reminded that you’d have to face the media and twitter if you confirmed it. Cheers to more speculations as to whether you were the gridwhore or the gridslut. Somehow the same thing with different names.

To be fair, you'd have to face the media anyway in this scenario. You couldn’t just chase them down and ask them to do the story again ‘just because’ and you were certain some eagle-eyed fan would definitely notice the package in the original video anyway. Yuki interrupted your thoughts by speaking.

“You know I’d fistfight someone for you?” You opened your eyes to face his genuine ones, the seriousness of his face causing you to smile.

“I know. I’d do the same for you.” The smile he had in return caused you to grab the hand he was holding your face in and turn your face to kiss it.

“I could call Pierre, he’d probably know what to do.” You immediately scoffed, closing your eyes and laughing into Yuki’s hand as you grasped it.

“I’m serious! He might have some sort of way for it to be passed off as something else!”

“Darling, I’m not sure about that.” You were careful to make your voice not sound condescending.

“You never know!” He said, pulling away (which you did definitely not whine at) and grabbing his phone from the table, quickly dialling Pierre’s number.

You watched as Yuki paced, giving you a thumbs up when the call went through. The loud blasting club music through the phone did clue you in to that though.

“Hi Pierre!” He started and you watched as he moved from foot-to-foot.

“I’m glad to hear that.” He said and then continued. “Sorry to take you away from your party but I have a question.”

A pause.

“Ah ok. If you needed to pass off a condom wrapper as something else, what would you choose?” Yuki said, giving you another thumbs up.

The raucous laughter Pierre released was heard through the phone (he really ought to turn the volume down) and it made you start to giggle, especially as Yuki furrowed his eyebrows.

“Of course I’m serious!” He said, starting to pace again.

“Why? We accidentally had one out on the side table when a room tour was taking place.” He explained as he finally sat down after you patted the space in front of you on the bed.

“What? Who? You know who!” He said and you tilted your head in confusion. He sighed before muttering into the phone.

“Yes, the person I had a crush on the whole last year. Go away.” You tilted your head back as a wave of elation washed over you, it was always nice to know the people you want, want you too. Even if you’d been dating, it’s still nice to know.

Pierre’s reaction to this could also be heard through the phone, a loud “WHAT?” that had Yuki sighing before hanging up. He took a second before looking at you.

“Useless.” He simply said and it was enough to send you into a minutes long laughing fit. He giggled along with you, though he admittedly found it a lot less funny.

“So there’s nothing we can do?” You asked and he nodded.

“Seems like we just have to let things run their course.” You nodded in agreement, already having mentally prepared yourself.

“However…” You looked up at the tone of his voice.

“We could… Y’know… use the condom?” He said and you started to giggle again before nodding.

“Seems the only acceptable course.” You replied and he smiled before climbing back onto the bed.

—-

Yippee, does this mean I can make a masterlist?

[sturniologals]

Say it. {M.S}

*AN~ this is a lil long ngl but it is SO worth it i swear. I literally love this sm and i’m willing to write a part two with smut in it but this one is just cutesies and angst and just ughhhh😫

pairing: matt x reader, friends to enemies to lovers (it’s a long ride yall😭)

~warnings~ fluff, cursing

5.1k words

summary: y/n and Matt had an unbreakable bond until y/n’s 16th birthday when an argument took place that changed their dynamic and now, y/n’s 17th birthday is coming up and she really wants her best friend back and the world is working in her favor because Matt ends up offering her driving lessons where feelings are re hatched.

“I told you this wasn’t a good idea” I say to Chris as i hit my forehead on the steering wheel in frustration. 

 “I’m starting to think you’re right. This is the sixth curb you’ve hit in the last 20 minutes.” I turn my head at him and shoot him a snide look. 

“It’s not y/n’s fault that you don’t have the mental capacity to teach her to drive. You can barely drive yourself.” Nick says, shooting up from the backseat. I laugh and put the car into park. 

I slide out of the drivers seat and walk around the car so me and chris can switch spots. 

On the drive home, nick and chris argue over who gets aux and i can’t help but to zone out and think about how i’m turning 17 in less than a month and i still can’t drive, but i’m lucky to have the best friends that i do. Nick especially, he’s always there when i’m going through something, he can always make me laugh when i need it. Chris is just chris. Hes hardly ever serious about anything but when he knows i’m going through something, he always finds the will. And matt… he’s hardly ever around me, and when he is, it’s just side glances full of what i think is hatred. 

It’s been like that ever since my last birthday. My boyfriend at the time, Blake, got mad at me because of matt and I’s friendship. 

Flashback to y/n’s 16th birthday:

 “Oh my god you are oblivious!” blake shouts at me.

 “Can you keep it down?” i say knowing that my family and friends are downstairs waiting for me to cut the cake and blow out my candles and i’m in my room arguing with my boyfriend who i honestly don’t have feelings for anymore. I’m not sure i ever even did. 

Blake runs his hands over his face and i can see the vein in his forehead flexing.

 “Blake what are we even arguing about right now?” I say bored and annoyed, wanting to go back downstairs and see what gift Matt got me.

 I was eavesdropping on Chris and Matt a week ago and heard them talking about how much i’m gonna love what Matt got me.

 “Y/n are you actually that dumb or are you just trying to piss me off?” blake questions me with annoyance and i feel myself shudder at him calling me dumb, reminding me of the words my father would spat at me every day right up until he died. 

“Don’t call me dumb, and i’m not trying to piss you off, i genuinely don’t know why you’ve been mad at me all night.” i try to keep my voice steady, not wanting to cry.

 “Matt” he says in a stern voice as if i’m supposed to know what he’s talking about immediately. 

“What about him?” I say, wondering why he’s mad at me over the person i’m closest to. I’d never tell blake that though. He thinks he knows everything about me but the truth is, Matt has known everything about me since I was ten years old. 

When I scraped my knee while we were riding bikes when i was 12, he gave me bandaids and a shoulder to cry on and after he let me play mario kart with him all day. When i was 14 and got my first boyfriend who broke up with me after a week, Matt was there to call him an idiot and ask if i wanted him to beat him up. So Blake has no place to say anything about Matt, not when he knows how much Matt means to me. 

“Y/n! Did you just hear a word of what i said?” blake says, shocking me back to the present and i realize i’ve zoned out the last thirty seconds. I do that a lot.

 “Uhm no sorry, i zoned out.” I say quietly, not wanting him to yell. He huffs out a breath and shakes his head as if he’s refraining from saying something. 

“You and matt. Did anything happen? ever?” He asks sternly.

 “No! What? No! Why would you-“ I start to list reasons why i don’t like matt like that and never could but i can’t come with any so i stop talking. 

“Why would i think that?” He says, finishing my sentence.

 “Yes blake, why would you think that?” 

“Theirs a million fucking reasons! Oh my god!” 

His face is as red as a strawberry which makes me think of my strawberry cake downstairs that i so desperately want to get back to. But, i also want to know what he’s going to say about Matt, so i suck it up and listen.

 “You’re with him more than your with me, you’re always zoning out and being all sad and shit when your with me but when your with matt- your all fucking giggly and laughing and smiling and actually speaking! I can hardly ever get a word out of you! And hell y/n, even if you don’t see him like that, I can take one peek at the way he looks at you and see that he sure as hell does feel like that about you and I don’t want my girlfriend all cozy with someone who so obviously has feelings for them.”  He finishes off his rant breathlessly, leaving me thinking about a lot of things. Matt, Matthew, Matty, and how much i want to eat some of my birthday cake right now. 

“I don’t know what you want me to say blake” i say truthfully. I don’t even know what i’m feeling, what i’ve felt ever at any point in any time. It’s all too confusing and i’ve decided to collectively ignore this situation and continue to be grateful i have my best friend and a strawberry cake with Jacob Elordi’s face on it waiting on me downstairs.

 “you don’t need to say anything.” He says in a determined voice.

 “Are you breaking up with me? on my birthday?” 

He looks like wants to say yes he is but doesn’t. He just walks in front of me to the door and opens it. I go behind him and standing at the door, is Matt. 

“Great” Blake scoffs and passes Matt up as he heads down the stairs. I can feel the tears swelling in my eyes and I don’t even think it’s because of Blake. I’m almost 99.9 percent sure that it’s because of the pure confusion and panic about what Blake said about Matt. 

“y/n” Matt says in a low voice, he looks as if he wants to reach out and touch me but he doesn’t. 

“Matt” I say with a frown on my face and I immediately fall into the comfort of his arms. His scent smells so comforting as i nuzzle my face into the crook under his chin.

 “How much of that did you hear?” my voice comes out muffled from his hoodie.

 “Enough to know why he broke up with you.” He says quietly as if he’s scared to upset me again. 

“Can we not talk about it?” I say even though i feel like he definitely wants to. 

“Yeah no it’s whatever we don’t have to talk about it. Come blow out your candles, yeah?” he says removing me from his arms and his voice instantly changing to more stern and cold. I haven’t felt like this around Matt since I accidentally let his pet bunny out of its cage and it escaped in the 7th grade. 

“Matt-“ I start to tell him that we can talk about it, that i think i have feelings for him but i’m confused, that i love him and i just don’t want anything to change- but i don’t. I let my voice falter as he walks down the stairs. I follow behind after getting myself together for a few moments. 

The whole time while we’re cutting the cake and i blow out my candles and then I open up my last gift, Matt’s eyes are trained to be anywhere that’s not on me. His normal semi- talkative self has now changed to a silent, closed off one. 

After i sit down the digital camera that nick got me, I wait for Matt to pull out the gift that he and chris thought i would love. He never does, and I don’t question it. I watch chris nudge Matt on the arm and Matt shake his head, a movement so subtle that i wouldn’t have seen it unless i hadn’t been staring at Matt endlessly the whole last hour. 

Present- 

 “Y/n, hey, helloooo, hiii” Nicks voice brings me back out of the memory. 

“Yep, right here. Sorry.” I say as i unbuckle my seat and get out of the car. Matt has continued to be cold towards me ever since that day and i don’t think i’m ever going to be used to it. It’s not like he’s mean to me but i feel like he doesn’t care. Anytime i try to interact with him, he acts as if he’s not interested in what i have to say so i’ve stopped trying with him. I don’t know why he switched up all of a sudden and everyday i miss my bestfriend, anytime something bad happens, I always go back to the old familiar feeling of wanting to run to Matt and tell him what happened, and i have to refrain from doing so. It always hurts, but I know it’s for the better. 

Nick unlocks the front door and me and Chris follow in after him. 

I kick my sneakers off at the door and I find myself looking for Matt.

 “Matts around here somewhere. He said he had to stay home to study.” Nick says as if he read my mind. 

“Matt? studying? No way.” Chris retorts while sitting down at the kitchen island with a bag of popcorn. 

“What’s he doing?” I ask, stealing a piece of popcorn from Chris and popping it into my mouth.

 “Hell if I know.” Nick says while pouring some trix cereal into a bowl. 

“Why don’t you go see what he’s up to?” Chris asks me and nick looks at him as if he’s just asked me to kick a puppy. 

“Okay” i say, trying to appear as unbothered as possible but the truth is i’m really excited to talk to Matt. 

I quickly jog up the stairs and reach the door to Matt’s room that i barely ever pass through anymore. I take a deep breath in and Knock twice. 

“It’s me” I say loudly so he can hear. 

“Come in” Matt shouts from behind the door. I slowly open the door and see Matt sitting at his desk playing a game with his headset on. Half of the headset is pushed back behind his ear so he can see me. He turns around in his swivel chair and stares at me like he’s waiting for me to ask him something. We never did need a reason to talk to each other, we just did. And today, nostalgia has been eating at me so I make the decision to blurt out 

“I miss you”, I say it so quickly that my brain doesn’t process it till seconds later.

 “Uhm sorry I don’t know why i said that- well, no i do know why i said that. I said it because I miss you but i know it’s odd because i said it out of nowhere but nostalgias been getting to me all day-“ I sit down on the edge of his bed. “And i don’t know I just wanted to tell you i miss you- and Matt and Chris took me driving today and I hit four curbs. FOUR Matt. I’m never going to get my license.” I say the last part into one of matts fuzzy blue pillows.

 I let out a groan and throw my hands back. 

Matt’s silence makes me turn my head towards him. He’s just staring at me, smiling-no, he’s cheesing. Matt hasn’t looked at me like that in almost a year. We haven’t talked like this an almost a year.

 “What?” I say with a chuckle and i feel my cheeks heat up and a familiar feeling i always get in my stomach when i’m around Matt comes back.  

“Nothing, i just missed hearing you talk” His voice grew quieter at the last few words, as if they accidentally slipped out. 

My breath hitches and thoughts run through my mind. I want to tell him that i’d talk until my voice goes out, that i want him to make me yell until my voice doesn’t goes out. All the ways he could shut me up makes my stomach turn and my hands go clammy. 

“Oh” is all i can manage. He smiles at me and turns back to his desk.

 “I’m gonna take you driving tomorrow. Be ready at 4, i’ll come get you.” He says while putting his headset back on.  

I can’t help but to be utterly shocked at him saying he wants to take me driving. Matt volunteering to spend time with me. I’m happily surprised. 

As i walk out of his room, I can see him still smiling through the reflection on his computer. 

I shut the door behind me and walk downstairs to tell Chris and nick about the breakthrough i just made.

 “Yup I told you guys i was gonna get him back in the groove of y/n!” i say smiling and gesturing at myself. 

“What the fuck, don’t do that again” Nick says and we all burst out into laughter.

 “See you tomorrow y/n” Chris says as he shuts the door behind me and i walk across the street to my house that sits directly in-front of them.  

I tell my mom about how Matt’s taking me driving tomorrow and she smiles and tells me she’s happy that we’re talking again and I go up to my room and fall asleep thinking about Matt and how he said he missed hearing me talk. I can’t help but to feel desire grow in my stomach and the wanting to slip my hands into my underwear and relieve some of the pressure but i fall asleep before my thoughts continue. 

The next day, I wake up and find the blue sundress that sits right above my knees, I know Matt loves this dress. He bought it for me last Christmas. I pair it with a pair of tan sandals and once i hear the horn of Matt’s car, i walk down stairs and out the door. 

I see Matt in his car, one elbow propped against the console and his other hand on the wheel, he’s wearing a black t shirt that lets all of his tattoos be shown. My god, he’s had to have gotten more since the last time i’ve saw his arm. I think I have a thing for Matt’s tattoos. I’ve always wanted to run my mouth along every one of them and watch Matt squirm underneath me. 

His jaw is tense and his eyes impossibly blue in the sunlight shining through. 

“Are you gonna get in?” Matt says rolling the passenger window down so he can talk to me. I move from my position on the sidewalk and get into the car. 

The scent of leather and coffee instantly hits my nostrils and even in this weather, I can’t help but to feel cold at Matt’s switch in behavior. 

I slide into the passenger seat and Matt’s hands reach over and slide my seatbelt across my chest, his knuckles grazing my chest sending shivers through me. He buckles it in and clears his throat before switching in the ignition. 

“Matt?” I utter out whilst his focus is fully on the road ahead. 

“Yeah, y/n?” he says softly, almost an apologetic tone after his first one when he pulled up. 

“Nothing, nevermind.” I say, trying to think of a subject change because I’ve decided to take good Matt while i can get him. 

He looks at me as if he knows what i was going to say but he doesn’t pressure it. 

“So i thought we’d get something to eat then we could go to the college parking lot and practice?” Matt asks while turning the radio on, keeping it low. 

“Uh…yeah,sure” I say, feeling like old times but not. I feel the remains of our friendship, just as strong as it was 11 months ago but now, the tension in the car is enough to smother me. 

We drive the 3 minute drive to downtown in silence but I keep catching Matt stealing glances at me. I keep noticing his eyes scanning across my legs, skimming over my dress. It’s enough to force me to cross my legs, not because i’m uncomfortable but because i’m desperate to relieve some of the tension.

We park into the restaurant Matt brought us to, my heart palpitates once I realize just where he brought us. It’s not a restaurant, it’s a diner. It was our favorite place to go to the last few summers. Matt and I would come out here every weekend and get a banana milkshake and share a slice of cherry pie. 

“Aw Matt you must not hate me completely!” I say sarcastically as i slap his shoulder playfully and get out of the car. Matt gets out and follows behind me up the sidewalk and I feel his hand on my lower back.

 “I don’t hate you at all y/n.” He says quietly from beside me.

“It’s more complicated than that” He says before ruffling my hair and picking up his pace to get in front of me to open the glass door to the diner.

 When i walk in, in front of him, I don’t say anything and just immediately head for the booth in the corner we always sat at. The red leather booths and white tables are all still the same, the dim lights barely doing anything although they don’t necessarily need to considering the summer sun lights up the place all by its self.  

Matt sits down in front of me, sliding into the booth with ease. The waitress almost immediately comes up behind us. “Jill!” i say happily not knowing that she still worked here, she’s worked here since we were kids and was always the sweetest. 

“Y/n and Matt… why haven’t i seen you two in here in so long?” she says, her wrinkles more apparent now from the last time i saw her, the gray in her hair showing more. 

“Oh uh” I start stuttering, not knowing what to say 

“Sorry jill, y/n got diagnosed with lactose intolerance. She kept farting so we stopped coming in here!” Matt says smiling deviously. 

“That- that is-“ I start to protest but stop. “That’s right. Yup, blew my britches away!” I say laughing towards jill but side eyeing Matt with all i could muster. Jill smiles and nods but looks suspicious. 

“So what’ll it be?” she asks us, her pen and pad ready. 

“Two banana shakes with extra cherries and a piece of cherry pie.” Matt says quickly, ordering the exact order we always got. 

Jill arches a brow. “I thought you said she’s lactose int-“ she starts to question but I cut her off. 

“Oh just for old times sake! i’m taking a stomach pill too, i’ll be fine” i say giving her my cheesiest grin. She nods in agreement and walks away with our order. 

As soon as she’s a few feet away Matt breaks out laughing. 

“Seriously?!?” I say trying to act mad knowing i secretly want to laugh too. 

Matt rolls his eyes at my obvious dramatics and leans up towards the table, resting his elbows on it. “So how bad are you at driving? You gonna wreck us immediately?” He asks with a smirk that i know all too well. 

“Yeah haha so funny.” I snark back. 

“You didn’t answer the question.” He says with raised eyebrows, waiting on my answer. 

“No i’m not gonna wreck us…immediately.” I say the last word a bit quieter. 

“hey i’m joking, i know you probably suck right now but that’s because you haven’t had one teach you that actually knows how to fucking drive. You’ll catch onto it fast. You always have been a quick learner” he says in a more serious tone. I notice his hand is not even an inch away from my mine and i jerk my hand back quickly. My movement makes his eyebrows jerk up and he looks like he’s about to say something but he stops when jill appears back with our shakes. 

“Just a minute on the pie” she says smiling while handing us the pale yellow shakes with whipped cream and a two cherries on top. 

We take our shakes and start to sip on them when jill walks off.

 “Mmm” he moans in delight. 

“Good?” i ask him smiling.

“yep” he says while chewing on the straw. 

It’s silent for a moment as we just stare at each other. We haven’t held eye contact this long in months. My loud mouth just has to break the silence tho.

 “Hey Matt, can i ask you something?” I can see something in his eyes change, he looks unsettled. Like he’s scared of  the un-knowingness of what i’m gonna ask. 

After he hums in agreement I muster up the courage to ask him. “Can we-“ i take a deep breath in. After a moment of him looking at me, as if he’s begging me to just say it. I chicken out. Like a fucking coward. I don’t want the pie anymore, i’m not hungry, i just want to go. “Can we go?” i say, stiffening my body. Matt’s face falls in disappointment and nods his head. 

I watch him as he tells jill to put the pie in a box and he pays the bill before walking out in front of me without so much as looking at me.

I walk out behind him and I notice it’s going to storm soon. Clouds are forming and the sky is darkening so i get to the car quickly. I slide into the passenger seat, Matt throws the buckle over me quickly without touching me and i can tell his nostrils are flared like he’s angry but i choose not to say anything. 

Again, I leave all of my feelings bottled up because i’m too scared of saying anything i feel. 

We drive in silence and the only noise is the traffic surrounding us and the patter of my foot bouncing in anxiety. We get to the parking lot and thank goodness it’s mostly empty so theirs not much i could hit. 

For a moment, it’s silent and Matts eyes dart over to mine and with the way he looks, I can’t tell if he’s about to cry, yell, or run away. It’s such a fragile situation and I don’t know what to do. Only to wait and see what he says. 

“y/n…” He breathes out a sigh but his eyes flinch and he sits up straight. “Uh nevermind let’s get started, it’s about to rain.” He cannot be serious. I need him to say it because i’m too afraid to and I know. I know i’m selfish, I know i’m a coward but i still push at him. 

“No, matt what was you gonna say?” I turn my body to his and I grab his wrist away from the ignition. His eyes shoot down to where i’m holding onto him but I don’t move, i keep my hand over his.

 “I said never fucking mind” each word coming out like a needle against my skin. I can tell he sees the hurt in my eyes because his eyes quickly softens. 

“I’m sorry” he says quietly, and i can see the conflict in his eyes. I want to know what’s going on in his head so fucking bad.

 “No wait, i’m not sorry.” as he says this, the rain starts pattering against the windshield but I don’t move my eyes away from his.  

“what?” i say, i’m not angry, just confused. I want him to let me in. I need him to let me in.

“Forget i said anything, I can’t have this conversation with you.” He says, shaking his head.

 “Great it’s fucking raining! Now we can’t have our driving lessons because I don’t think you could drive on a normal road- hardly a wet one” He shouts, not at me, but at the wheel.

 I don’t get hurt at his words because I can tell he’s not mad about the lesson, he’s not mad because i suck at driving but because we both want to say it but we don’t know the other one does. I’m almost completely sure Matt has feelings for me but i’m so scared that he doesn’t, that i stay silent. I think he feels the same way. I get the frustration. I’ve felt it too, although i think he’s felt it for much longer. 

“Matt” I coo, bringing my hand up to the side of his neck. He immediately jerks away and starts to open the door. 

“Fuck y/n, don’t touch me.” he spats out before quickly getting out of the car and stepping into the pouring rain that has tremendously picked up over the last two minutes. I quickly follow behind him and open the door. 

“Matt, it’s pouring! Get back in the car!” I shout, trying to speak loud enough so that he can hear me over the rain.

We both are standing in front of the car, only maybe a foot and a half away from each other. 

“say it Matt” I say sternly, feeling tears brew in my eyes. Matt only shakes his head no and looks as if he’s struggling to breathe. 

“No y/n, I want to hear you. You fucking say it. Stop being such a coward y/n.” 

I feel tears fall but i don’t think he can tell because of the raindrops also falling onto my face. 

“Matt do you understand how much i’ve missed you? You were my best friend” I say, now sobbing and putting my heads on my head, moving my feet around taking small steps. 

 “You left me. You’ve looked at me like you’ve hated me ever since my sixteenth birthday and you’ve never even had the audacity to tell me why!” I shout at him.  

Matt’s eyes grow huge and he looks so frustrated. “You cannot be serious. Do you seriously not know why?!” I flinch at how loud he’s yelling but shake my head no slowly

“My god y/n, I couldn’t be around you, not after-“ he stops.

 i shake my head in confusion. “What Matt?! after what?!” 

“After you told me that you didn’t want to fucking talk about the fact that i’m in love with you! You didn’t care about me. Or my feelings, you didn’t care that i’d suffer just because you didn’t want our friendship to change. Hell, you could’ve at least rejected me and moved on but y/n…i couldn’t be just your friend. Not after that. So yes, i kept away. Also, for fucks sake, i wasn’t looking at you with hatred. Anytime you’d come into view, it made me want to curl up into a fucking ball and never come out because I had to look at you and know that i could never have you. Do you know how much that fucking hurts?!” 

The rain pouring down coating Matt’s brown hair making it droop down onto his forehead makes it hard to read his expression but I can still tell what he’s feeling right now. I always have been able to just know.

“Matt- You have got to believe me when i tell you i didn’t know. I didn’t know, even on my birthday when Blake said all of that, yes i thought you might’ve just found me attractive sometimes or something, but i didn’t want to talk about it because i thought you was embarrassed and it would be awkward or- fuck i don’t know. But Matt-“ I start laughing, unable to contain how funny i find the absolutely ironic situation we’re in right now. 

“You find this funny?” he asks me

“No, No- actually well- it kind of is because- Matt I love you, so fucking much and ever since you stopped being my best friend, i had to see you and it was complete and total agony because like you said earlier- i’m a coward Matt. And i’ve been completely oblivious to the way you’ve felt about me and i didn’t want things to change- so I didn’t say anything. But now I’m telling you, I miss you and I love you and I don’t want to be your friend Matt. “  

I finish off breathlessly, panting, trying to draw in air without the droplets of rain. 

Matt comes closer and places his hands on the sides of me head before moving the wet hair off of my face.

 “I think that we are both fucking idiots and waisted eleven months of what could’ve been filled with this” And then his lips are crashing onto mine, the kiss is rough and desperate as Matt tugs and nips on my lips with his teeth. His lips are soft and pillowy like I’ve always thought they would be. I can’t help but to think about how long i’ve wanted this, how long ever both wanted this. It feels just as good, and right, as i thought it would. 

After a few more moments, Matt pulls away, leaving a mix of saliva and rain on my lips. 

“Let’s go before we get pneumonia” Matt says laughing as he pulls me towards his car. 

I slide into the passenger seat, my dress dripping and my hair plastered to my skin with rain. Matt gets in and reaches over to buckle my seatbelt. I smile at the gesture and he rolls his eyes before turning on the ignition. 

“Will you still take me out driving tomorrow?” I ask. 

“Yeah of course” he says as he starts to back out, placing his right arm on the headrest of my seat and turning his neck back to see out the back window. The sight makes me shift in my seat. His veins in his arms are drool worthy and the way his clothes are sticking to him, really helps my imagination.

 “y/n” he deadpans, turning back around. 

“Hm?” I ask, snapping out of my thoughts. 

“your staring.” he says, smirking. 

“i’m allowed to.” I say smiling. 

“Since when?” He asks while pulling out of the parking lot. 

“since you became my boyfriend.” I say smiling dramatically. 

“Oh yeah? what do i get?” Matt asks smirking. 

“Hmm, we’ll see.” I shrug. 

[skulls-soul]

~warning~

The contact ahead is recommended for smut lovers there isn’t any actual fucking but it’s implied you have been warned <3 (•\\^\\•)

Now ~imagine with me~ Luigi has been keeping his relationship with King boo a secret because he can’t even begin to imagine the type of panic that his friends would go through especially since this is king boo he’s dating

He was gonna wait for the right moment but..

Here’s the thing, Luigi accidentally double booked himself because his best friend Daisy was coming over for her bi monthly sleepover, and he also accidentally might have planned some ~cat and mouse~ forplay with king boo…woopsy?

 He didn’t mean to! of course he didn’t. He just wasn’t paying attention to his calendar so when he said this weekend to KB it’s just because he usually has nothing to do on weekends so his brain didn’t find a problem with that.

So imagine to poor Daisy’s surprise when she’s walking up to her best friends mansion only to see through the windows, the lights flickering as Luigi runs down the hallway into his bedroom in a panic

Luigis a bit of an oddball and a massive worry wort so she didn’t really question it at first. That is until she sees king boo tackle Luigi out of sight…

Ok so Now she’s concerned and panicking, up to that point where she left her bags outside to make sure that she is going as fast as possible. She’s 100% sure that she’s never ran so fast in her life not even for the soccer tournaments and that’s saying something!

She’s also pretty sure that her heart almost went into failure when she open Luigi’s bedroom door only to see Luigi’s buttoned up shirt, basically falling off of him as his signature overalls are tossed haphazardly to the side

She was expecting Luigi to be in a painting, as pale as a ghost, not draped over his bed, as red as Mario’s hat, with king boos tongue splayed over his chest

 in the matter of three or so minutes her heart went from excited to see her friend, to fear, to what the ever loving fuck is going on?!?!?!!!

Luigi had a lot of explaining to do and so he will …after he gets dressed into pajamas and kick his boyfriend out the house that is

After a sigh of relief for her friend being somewhat unharmed, the absolute avalanche of questions came pooring. “What was that? what’s going on?! Luigi you mad man how could you keep this a secret for me?!?”

To which Luigi said that he’s been dating the ghoul for about three months now and the reason why he didn’t say anything is because he wanted to wait and see how things were going and to find out a way to break the news

“I think they’re going pretty well from what I saw Heheheee, come on Man! don’t leave me hanging I want all of the details!!”

“only after a drink or two”, in which led to the start of their sleep over in where they drink cook sing dance and talk all night long about what was happening and what she saw.

[cutepsycho17]

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Dancing in the Daydream

Andy Barber x You (Reader), no use of Y/N

Alternate Universe - College AU

Summary: Andy Barber is the lecturer for your class Creative Writing.

Warning: Smut, 18+

A/N: ideas sponsored by me and @rogerswifesblog, who comes up with many amazing plots and conversations used in this series😘😘😘❤️❤️❤️

Fluff: 💕 Angst: 🥀 Smut: 🔥 Dark: 🌑

In Time Order:

Creative Writing: You're a renowned author who's still going to school. Annoyingly, your English teacher is reading way too deeply into your books. 🥀💕

Straight-A Student: You argue with Andy, during your ninth date. 🔥💕

Wishful Thinking: A new semester. A new task. A new boyfriend, your previous professor, Andy Barber. Everything seems to be going on the right track. So why didn't it? 🥀🌑🔥💕 (newly updated

Water Bottle, Straw, and Lip Gloss: Andy thought of ways of enforcing his rule of "drinking water" to you... would you be glad to accept it? 💕

Evaluating Your Work: You return home with Andy reading your... stuff. 💕🔥

Being Mutuals: Andy is so curious about the detective AU that he just has to ask… 💕

All That's Inspiring: What would Andy do if he finds out that you break your promise with him. 🔥💕

No Use Running: What are you going to do when Andy is mad at you? 🥀🌑🔥

Brat Taming: You need to be put down. 🔥💕

Deja vu: A student plagiarised your work for her assignment. 💕

Taking a Bear by the Tooth: You are facetiming with Andy when you realized... 💕

Gamer? Cheater! Drabble: You have decided to settle the argument by playing Mario Cart. 💕

[heard-nsfw-is-back]

I will write all the smut this ship deserves. Mario x Donkey Kong. It's EGREGIOUSLY horny. I have no excuse. It's smut all the way through dude.

This is too fuking long. Why is THIS my longest fic? I'm so irrationally upset at my own handiwork. I'm not even done writing it I just like to come back up here for AIR.

I finally finished it and I made sure it was sweet at the end. God if this sends me to hell I'd agree completely.

4 days writing a fic why. Why? I ask again. Why?

If you asked Mario a few weeks ago if he was a size queen he'd disagree completely. Being mildly uncomfortable taking a man twice his size? And liking it?? No. Absolutely not. However being bent over a kart drooling and moaning every time DK pushed in to him was blissful. He couldn't think, couldn't speak, could barely breathe and he would never get enough.

DK was boastful, arrogant and blunt to a fault but he was kind and patient, appreciated his people and the work they did. He spent a whole week with Mario so he could try almost every power up he could and learning how to use them effectively. DK was fun and honest and was the first to approach Mario to tell him how he felt.

They spent a few days getting to know each other and when DK brought up sex it was a little jarring. "I couldn't take you are you serious? I'd rip something. Actually you'd rip me completely." Saying it out loud though, a little shiver of excitement raced down Mario's spine. Wouldn't that be amazing? To have Donkey Kong hold him down and just pound in to him?

Donkey Kong just shrugged. "I'm fine with never doing anything. I'm not a monster but..." He paused and slowly smiled at Mario's dazed and awed expression. "I think you'll like it." Mario slowly nodded and swallowed. DK led Mario inside to the garage and walked him over to a kart that was sitting waiting for tires. Mario reached up and wrapped his arms as best he could around Donkey Kong's neck. "You're so big." He murmured in awe. DK laughed and pulled Mario up so he was sitting on the kart.

"Just wait a bit. It's not the last time you'll say that." Mario almost rolled his eyes but Donkey Kong pressed a kiss against Mario's neck, distracting him. He tilted his head back giving as much room as possible. "Kiss me. Like actually kiss me." Donkey Kong huffed a laugh and kissed Mario, tongue tracing his lips. The smaller man arched in to the kiss opening his mouth and playing with DK'S tongue.

Donkey Kong pressed his tongue down and Mario set to work taking what he could. His tongue was so big and dexterous, curling around Mario's mouth like it was a mission. Tracing teeth and playing with Mario's tongue. Eventually Mario got comfortable with the size and starting sucking on it. His hips canted forward and brushed against Donkey Kong's hips and erection.

DK grabbed Mario's hip and pulled back. "Easy I uh. Well I don't want to rush you. I want to take my time. Really ruin you." Mario shook, painfully aroused. "Do it. Please. Ruin me. Take me. I want you." Donkey Kong groaned a half curse and laid Mario flat. "I'm going to take my time. See if you can take a finger or my tongue first. Just lay there and take me. Take what I give you." Mario whimpered a little and pushed his overalls down around his ankles. DK smiled and just ripped them off. "You're not going to need that for a while."

Mario was mad for all of 5 seconds before he felt Donkey Kong wrap his mouth around his dick. "Oh my f...god yes." Mario shook and held on to DK's head. The pressure, the sound, the feeling of a tongue playing with his head and hands gripping him tight was near euphoric. How did he get anything done before this? How would he get anything done after this? This is all that he'll think about. Donkey Kong slowly bobbing his head and the low slurping noises was sending him so high. Not soon enough but too fast, Donkey Kong sucked harder, bobbing faster. Mario felt the world fade and narrow down to the pressure of his orgasm.

"Please please yes so close keep going..I can't take much more." Mario begged, hips being held down by DK unable to move, to finish, to help him get there. He tried holding Donkey Kong down but he couldn't manipulate him at all. He was at DK's mercy right now. Stuck between a kart and any world's best mouth, dizzying and wonderful and soon Mario felt the world collapse as his orgasm ripped and pulled at him.

He screamed and pulled at Donkey Kong's fur and DK just kept sucking and tonguing at the slit, pulling every drop he could. Mario felt the room stop spinning and bonelessly tried wiggling out of Donkey Kong's grip. The prince laughed gently and slowly lowered Mario's legs down, at some point they ended up around his shoulders. Mario blinked and shook, overwhelmed by feeling of finishing so hard and so much. "I can't oh my f..I'm just. That was amazing." Mario huffed out, throat a little sore from yelling and moaning.

"Mm yeah but was it super?" Donkey Kong teased. Mario looked at him, glaring as much as he could from his still hazy vision. "That's it. See if you ever eat me out." DK inhaled sharply. "Is that on the table? Is that I mean are you in to that?" Mario smiled. "I don't know if I'm super in to it." He shot back. DK rolled his eyes and nodded. "Yeah yeah. But I'm going to have to get in there. If your cum tastes that good I can't wait to eat the rest of you." Mario's nose wrinkled. "You mean you swallowed it? Ew gross you can spit it out I won't be mad." Donkey Kong laughed at Mario's face and shook his head.

"I'm in to you. Anyway you tasted fine. Better than fine. Now turn around and spread em." Mario slowly slid down enough to turn on to his stomach. "I've never done this. If it goes bad I'm just going to close down the portal pipe and pretend this nice happened. Don't laugh at pipe." Donkey Kong had the nerve to look incredulous. "I'm sorry I have a sense of humor?" Mario felt DK tracing the cleft right above where his cheeks started. "A 'sense of humor' he says. Laughing at pipe like ooooh fuhmmp yes right there." DK licked right from Mario's perineum up, up and across the hole.

"I was right." Donkey Kong breathed, the warm air making Mario shudder. "You taste delicious." Mario's legs gave out, too turned on to think at this point. Donkey Kong either licked around or on Mario's hole or gently bit in to his thighs and ass. "I could do this for hours." He muttered and Mario shook. Getting eaten for hours, laid out like a meal and taking it by this fantastic mouth, what he wouldn't do to make that happen.

DK held Mario's cheeks open and slowly laved Mario's hole, gently pushing it in. "Ohh yeah you're so big oh that feels amazing." Mario covered his mouth, biting in to his glove to try and muffle any more noises. Soft little whimpers and pleas for more. Donkey Kong pulled his hand away and stuck two fingers in to Mario's mouth. "Keep making those sounds. Nice and loud for me. I could get used to hearing them." Mario sucked and licked at his fingers. He held up DK's hand and lost himself in the feeling of being held like this.

"My hearing isn't bad but I think you can do a lot better than that pretty." Donkey Kong pushed his tongue in as much as he could and Mario scratched at the kart and yelled again. "Oh my god yes please oh you're so deep please give it to me." Mario begged and felt himself rutting against the kart on to DK's tongue. "Please yes more just like that." Donkey Kong almost lost it. Torn between gloating over Mario twisting under him and wanting to just dick him up and down. He was so hard he might actually cum just from this.

Mario was salty and sweet and so wet and soft. How he even debated on this at all now was laughable. He would have to do this again. And again. He would need to. He needed to be inside Mario whenever he could be. He would never be able to focus on anything but the smell and taste and sound of Mario fucking himself in his mouth. DK gripped his dick just to ground himself but even that was too much and as soon as Mario crumpled again in to orgasm, DK came in to his hand.

Donkey Kong pulled Mario back on to his chest. "I need. I need to be in you. Please. I'll go crazy if I can't feel you around me." He pressed his face in to Mario's neck. Mario couldn't think. He didn't know up or down. He felt half asleep and over stimulated. And yet he needed it too. He needed Donkey Kong inside him. He could feel the half hard dick twitch against his thigh and he couldn't remember the last time he needed something so bad. "Are you sure? You're already so out of it." A small chuckle. "Drunk on me already?"

Mario reached down and started pumping at Donkey Kong's dick and felt it jerk in his grip. "Oh yeah? If you've still got energy to move then I'm not doing you right." Mario was pushed on to the kart and held there by a massive hand and it felt so warm and nice Mario hummed and smiled. "You look so good like this. Should keep you here. Fill you up whenever I want." Mario keened and arched under DK's hand. "Gonna do me in front of the other Kongs? Show them what a good king you are by keeping me full of cum?" Mario teased. "So far I've had your tongue but what else could you fill me with? I'm not feeling anything yet."

Donkey Kong leaned down and whispered in to Mario's ear. "I'm gonna stretch you out. Good and proper and not until you've cum twice will I give you my dick. You understand? I'm going to make you learn to take only my dick. No one else, not even your pretty little fingers, will be enough for you." Mario rubbed against the kart. "Please. Please ruin me, take me. Fuck me. I can't take anything else."

DK kissed Mario's shoulder. "I've got you. I won't mess with you anymore. I do need to stretch you out or you will break. Just wait a minute." Donkey Kong moved away and Mario whined, upset at the loss. DK just like over and shook his head. "I'll get back in that ass in a second. I need to find something besides oil to get you open." Mario turned on to his back and stared at Donkey Kong rifling through bags and parts. He bit his lip and started pumping his dick. Needed something, anything. Mario was so turned on the room was just him and the ten or so feet Donkey Kong was away from him.

He pressed a finger inside, trying to find that one spot that made him fall apart. Tugging and fingering himself wasn't doing it anymore. Like he was already remade for Donkey Kong. It was just enough to keep him grounded and in the mindset. A minute or so later DK found Vaseline and turned triumphant to Mario, and promptly almost dropped it.

"Like what you see?" "Oh yeah." Donkey Kong walked back over to Mario. "Faster. Yeah that's right. Harder. That's a good boy. Just like that. Keep jerking that sweet dick like that." Mario's hips and fingers twitched and flailed seeing DK stare at him. "Gonna come over here and do it or just watch?" Donkey Kong blinked. Not really sure what he wanted more. Mario turned around, feet now on the ground from all the twisting and turning. He kept stretching and fingering himself and Donkey Kong lost whatever control he had left.

Quicker than Mario could blink, DK had pushed Mario's hand away and replaced two of Mario's fingers with his own. The stretch was a pleasant but jarring burn and Donkey Kong took his finger back out and took a swab of Vaseline before pressing it back in. The cooling of the cream helped and Mario leaned in to DK's hand. He found Mario's prostate and he went boneless. Mario's eyes rolled back and he couldn't do anything but feel that finger opening him, stretching him, he would go crazy if Donkey Kong just kept moving like that.

Soon another finger was pushed in and Mario moaned and twitched, the stretch getting to be a bit much. "I know. It feels good though?" Mario smiled, half delirious. "Feels so good. So big." "Want me to keep going?" Mario hadn't noticed that DK stopped at all. "Please please keep giving me your fingers." Donkey Kong rested his head just above Mario's. "Shh I got you I'll give you whatever you want."

Minutes later of being preeped, Mario had three fingers pumping in and out of him steadily. "Think you can handle me?" Mario had felt Donkey Kong's dick twitching between his legs. He needed it. Never would want anything else but that long thick dick again. "Please.. inside. Please just fuck me. Please." Mario begged, near tears. "Shh no need to cry I'll take care of you." DK soothed and kissed Mario's shoulder. Gently he pressed the head against Mario's hole and eased his way in, going from kneading Mario's ass to leaving butterfly kisses along his back.

Mario's mouth hung open, too worked up to keep it closed. If he thought Donkey Kong's fingers were glorious, Donkey Kong's dick was heaven sent. Just this side of overbearing and so hot and there was no way he was going to forget this feeling. "Almost there. Bout half way." Mario shook and scratched down the paint of the kart. Felt like DK was going to be going in forever at this point.

A few moments later, Mario felt DK's hips smack against his ass. He was so full he felt like he could taste the head of Donkey Kong's dick. He opened his eyes and looked back at DK. Donkey Kong was staring at Mario's stomach and as he looked down he saw his stomach swell from the massive cock he just took. "I'm never going to get over that sight." DK breathed. But he pulled back, slow and steady and pushed back in. Every so often plastering more Vaseline on his dick.

Eventually he started moving a bit faster and Mario whined for more. "Yes just like yes good you feel so good want more please give it to me." Donkey Kong squeezed Mario's hips. "Easy. I'll give it to you just wait a bit." Mario growled impatiently and started moving on his own. Pistoning back and forth between the kart and the hot dick that was driving him up the wall. "Oh f.. god ok yeah you want it like that so bad baby? Take it. Take my cock." Donkey Kong pressed Mario's shoulders down with one massive hand and held Mario's hips up.

He slammed in to Mario and went as fast as he could. Mario was so tight and compliant and the sight of his tummy bulging out from Donkey Kong's dick was almost too much. Warm, wet, squeezing heat and the smell of them together was so intoxicating. He let go of Mario's hip and pressed him as much as he could in to the kart. "Oh yeah that's so good you're so tight. M'gonna cum inside you. Gonna breed you yeah? Oh fuck I never want to be outside your ass. Keep taking me. You're amazing." DK stared down at Mario. He was a drooling mess. Babbling about cock and how his ass was breaking in two.

Mario was in a daze. He was drunk on cock and had lost any sanity left. Nothing mattered more that how Donkey Kong's cock felt. He could feel it up in to his stomach even though that probably wasn't true. He was breaking and he would never be satisfied with anyone other than Donkey Kong. His vision faded and too soon he was cumming harder than thought he could. He felt his body curling in and Donkey Kong slammed the kart hood. "Oh hell you're tighter now. I can't. I." With a deep groan Donkey Kong was cumming in Mario and holding his hip with one hand and nearly crushing the kart with the other. He laid flat on Mario and the extra weight of him and the feeling of being pumped with cum, Mario came again.

When they both came too, Donkey Kong gently pulled out of Mario. Thick warm cum pouring out of the smaller man was a sweet sight. "Oh I can't wait to do that again." Donkey Kong groaned before falling on the floor, pulling Mario to lay against him. "Give me like a month first." Mario huffed after a few minutes. Donkey Kong brushed Mario's hair off his face and traced his jaw. "Think you'll be ok if I take us up to my room? I have some snacks and drinks up there." Mario felt butterflies and smiled, touched by the sweet touches and gesture.

Donkey Kong curled an arm around Mario and ran off and up in to his own room. He fed Mario bites of protein bars and fruits before passing him water and juice. "You're sweet. Thank you." DK shrugged off the compliment. "No big thing." Mario frowned. "No you are. You're annoying and brash and rude and arrogant but you're kind and your people love you and you make friends easily. You fight well with confidence and you can make a man feel real real good." Donkey Kong just shifted his weight side to side. "It's no big thing." A little embarrassed and Mario shook his head.

" I made you feel good?" Donkey Kong asked, just to touch base. Mario laughed after swallowing the last of his water. "Good enough if you have the Vaseline we can go again."

((Is Vaseline a good lube? Idk man don't fucking look at me))

[multi-fandomsfreak]

Sooo um I accidentally deleted my previous tumblr lol, if you didn’t know I’m j/blaze. Ngl I’m fucking crying due to me being an idiot so yeah I’m going have to reupload the posts that I can so if you recognise anything it’s because it belong to the now deleted multifandomsfreak blog so yeah.

{REQUEST OPEN}

My introduction

about me:

~ Name = J or Blaze

~ Age = 18

~ Gender = Genderqueer (AFAB)

~ Pronouns = Any Pronouns including neopronouns (as long as they aren’t offensive or discriminatory because I understand some people may create some that are offensive)

~ Sexuality = Omnisexual (pref for women) + Demiromantic + Demisexual

~ Hobbies = Art + Writing + Gaming

~ What I’m obsessed with at the moment = Mario’s Madness

~ favourite characters = Lord x + No more innocence + Needlemouse + Fleetway + MX + Mr Virtual + Steven aka Strangled red + Grey + Shinto

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What I’ll currently write for (this may or not change):

~ Madness combat

~ Sonic Series (including game/comics/series)

~ Mario Series

~ Sonic.exe

~ Mario.exe

~ Hypno Lullaby

~ Jojo Bizarre Adventure (JJBA)

~ Winx Club

~ Criminal case

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What I will write:

~ X reader (unless specified pronouns/gender I’ll be automatically use they/them)

~ fluff

~ romantic

~ platonic

~ angst

~ smut

What I will not write:

~ character x character (don’t have anything against it this is mostly a x reader)

~ basic dni things e.g. racism, child x adult, assault things like that

[wordsbymae]

The Killer Alphabet 18+

Hi everyone! Hope everyone is feeling good! I wasn't going to do one of these for this (disgusting) guy but you guys seem to enjoy my previous alphabets for The Mad King and Eli, and I have some time to kill so I thought why not. I really wanted to try something different with this guy compared to the traditional slashers you see in movies, please feel free to tell me if it worked or not!

Also If you haven't noticed I haven't given too much description to any of my OCs, I do have images of what they look like in my head but I'll leave it up to you guys what they look like to you (mainly cause I can't draw for shit). I do see him as Mario Casas in 'The skin of the wolf' but like I said I really don't mind what they look like to you. Also, I don't have a name for this man cause it didn't really make sense in my mind for him to have one so he'll be known as Killer. Once again this is based on @/dear-yandere original template.

Also, I hope I don't need to say this but I will just in case, I do not condone these sorts of actions!!! Or any actions in any of my work. This is pure fiction.

TW: Murder, violence, blood, Killer being aroused by a scene in a movie of a man kissing a woman but this is because it's from the golden era of film (1915-1963). Also please don't judge, I tried doing smut again but I am kinda insecure with how it turned out :/ Male Masturbation. Old-timey Pornography, not in much detail. reader described as pretty. Implied Non-con. Physical harm to reader - breaking bones, branding. Reader has sex with another person, who is then promptly killed. Please use discretion!!!

Minors turn away now, please!

Let's get into it!

This man scares me, not even kidding. Like he gives me the absolute creeps. The drabble this is based on is here.

Before we go into the meat of it, I want to flesh out an important character point. His whole character and personality kinda revolve around one thing. He is obsessed with movies from the golden era of film, especially the ones where the guy gets the girl. I like to think that his cabin wasn't always his, that he stumbled upon it wandering the woods, maybe after a run-in from the law, or even just travelling from his previous shelter to find a new one. And when Killer moves in (murders the old man living there) he is confused to find an old film and a projector set up. After accidentally getting it to work he is amazed by the pretty images floating on the wall. And the moment the man kisses the leading lady? He is baffled, flabbergasted. Where was the blood? The violence, the murder, the guts and gore being spread on screen?

This was the first time he saw physical interaction between people that didn't end with someone screaming, crying or bleeding. And man was he obsessed. He would rewatch that old film, over and over and over just so he could watch the few seconds where the two actors kissed. And I mean over and over again. He practically melted the film with how many times he played it. But he just couldn't help it, he was desperate to recreate this funny feeling in his gut he got every time the actor gripped the actress's waist or connected their lips. This feeling increased with each new rewatch, it went from just a feeling in his gut to taking a physical form in the shape of his pulsing member straining against the worn fabric of his pants (I see him in dark blue jeans but that is just my whorish side talking).

And when the pain got too much and he reached into his pants to check for injuries??? The moment he touched his dick for the first time when aroused?? He practically came right then and there. So after a few trial runs, he finally figures out how masturbation works (yes he is a 30/40ish-year-old virgin, fight me in the maccas carpark)

And that changes everything!! After melting the original film (he is still upset he destroyed it, there's a fist-shaped hole in the wall), he was able to figure out how to add another film from the massive collection the old man has hidden in a backroom (he's more careful with them now), and when the next kissing scene comes up? You bet he's got his hand in his pants and he's rutting into his palm desperately. And then comes his favourite actor!!! He just loves the way they move, the way their skin looks so soft and touchable, so grabbable. And especially the way their hands would look just delightful covered in blood. And they are so lucky! This actor seemed to be a big hit in the old days and a personal favourite of the old man, so there are countless films with them as the leading actor or as the romantic interest. Now he just can't help himself. Instead of just taking care of himself during the kissing scenes, he now has to pleasure himself whenever the actor comes on screen (it's a lot).

Now here is where it gets interesting. Firstly, you come onto the scene. It was your first trip to the camping site with your friends and you were a little nervous, but it was going to be such fun!. Your best friend hadn't been in a while, not since childhood, but how different could it be? It was safe back then so why not now? Surely the dozens of missing hikers were just people getting lost, dehydrated or injured? It had nothing to do with the slasher who had moved into the area, who hated people interrupting his personal time.

Ok so on the last night of the trip, spotlight started. You've run deep into the woods (far too deep) and have found a nice little hiding spot. The woods were filled with screams and laughter and yelling. It was so loud in fact it disrupted Killer from watching his nightly film. It was so loud he decided that the only reasonable way to regain peace and quiet would be to rip the tongue out of every one of these stupid little mutts. Unfortunately for you, he came across you first. You were crouching with your back towards him and your face hidden in the darkness. Now despite his size Killer can be quite the sneak, so you had no idea there was a murderer planning on planting an axe in your head. Just as he planned to jump out, you happened to turn your head at the right moment as the moonlight passed the clouds, and he was able to get a look at your face from his hiding space. Fortunately for you (but unfortunately in 4 years' time), you looked almost exactly like his favourite actor. He was so mesmerised and in awe of your resemblance that he was more than happy to let you slip away into the darkness. From then on he followed you throughout the night.

In doing so he found out so much about you! Like how you jumped and whimpered whenever you heard a sound from the darkness (so much like the bunnies he skinned with his trusty knife!), how you looked so good in that dark red jumper you wore, how pretty and soft he imagined your skin to be, and how you might even be better than the actor on his screen because you were there right in front of him, in the flesh.

So began his obsession with you!! How lucky he was that you returned every single year! It made him so happy to follow you around like a little puppy that he would even forget to torment the hikers near his cabin. He was just so painfully shy when it came to you though. Putting an axe through someone's chest cavity was easy when you didn't have to talk to them. But he wanted to talk to you and maybe even kiss you!! So he was happy for the next two years to just follow you around for a week before you drove away (not before he pinched some of your things- he needed to remember your scent till next year).

But!!! The few weeks leading up to your fourth (and final visit) were a bit different. He didn't pleasure himself often anymore with the sight of his favourite actor, instead, he would now think of you or smell some of your clothes he pinched, or when the actor was on screen he pretended they were you and he was the leading man gripping your waist. But, when looking for a new film to watch ( I wasn't lying when I said the collection was massive) he came across a box he hadn't seen before. Putting one of the films on he was shocked to see what came on screen. The people were doing a lot more than just kissing. It almost looked like the struggles he was used to when he strangled his victims, there were a lot more limbs going places and a lot more grunts and groans ( i don't know how the sound systems work for old projectors but it gonna work for us). But this was different, there was no blood, just two people rutting against each other. And no one died at the end? huh

Instead, he watched as hands travelled over their skin and up shirts, as the man flipped his partner over and ground his hips against their ass and how good it looked to finally have something soft to rut against instead of his callous hands.

If he thought the subtle grabs and light kissing were arousing this sent him over the edge. All these new things he could now imagine doing with you! But why leave it to the imagination? He had spent the last 3 years fixing the cabin where it might be somewhere you could live (and couldn't leave, don't want his little bunny to run). He fixed the walls, the windows, the roofs, and he even added some chains! This year was going to be the year he brought you home, his pretty bunny!

He had it all planned out, he would corner you during the spotlight game and give you pretty flowers and maybe even do the thing the people in the new film do with your hand around his cock! How exciting! No one had to get hurt, he saw how much those mutts meant to you, so he would let them live, even if it would be painful to not crack their skulls.

He had it all planned out! until he watched your boyfriend shove his cock into your mouth. Then he got a bit mad.

And we all know how that ended, don't we?

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A = Affection (How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?)

He shows his love in bloody, violent ways. He doesn't talk much, like at all, so his actions are everything. Skinned, still warm, rabbits laying on your pillow, leaving a bit of a mess. They make a perfect stew and the fur can make lovely gloves! The heart of a fox is gifted to you inside a worn wooden trinket box. So you know you have his heart! His victim's still bloody and torn clothes as a gift for all your good behaviour. He doesn't understand why the blood is a bad thing.

On the other hand, he worships old movies, most of which show courting and wooing. He'll pick you flowers and push in your chair, he'll give you rings he finds on his victims and try to slow dance with you in his make-shift living room (his feet are just too big, but he does get better though).

However, don't think just because you are his pretty thing he won't show his love in harsher ways. Gripping your wrist tight until you can almost feel the bones break when he gets a little too excited slow dancing. Tugging on your hair (if you have hair) and forcing you to sit still as he brushes it (even though you tell him you can't brush your hair type dry - I've got curly hair, I would hate this!!), leaving you to wince as he hits knots with the brush. He forces pretty clothes he found on you, gets annoyed when you say no (the actors in his films never said no to their partners) and holds you down on the thin mattress as he rips your old clothes on to manhandle you into your new ones. He forces you into a lot of things but I'll get into that later. Even though you might be crying and begging for him to stop, he still sees his actions as a form of love and just can't comprehend he's doing something wrong.

B = Blood (How messy are they willing to get when it comes to you?)

Extremely bloody!!!! Blood everywhere man. He doesn't need an excuse for him to go straight for his axe. I do think he would go for a slower death for someone who he thinks wrongs you. His greatest regret (besides not bringing you home kidnapping you sooner) is letting your boyfriend off with a somewhat quick death

C = Cruelty (How would they treat you once abducted? Would they mock you?)

Oh yeah, baby, he is cruel!!!! Not in verbal ways but physically. I mentioned before he grips your wrist too tight and that's when he's happy! When he is actually trying to cause you damage I see him do it as a way of punishment, he's not going to beat you for the fun of it, remember he loves those movies and he tries desperately to live the life he sees in it, so when you do something he doesn't like (like saying no or really any small thing) I see him using his leather belt (actually it was the old man's). But are you trying to run away or actively hurt him? Oh boy. I definitely see him as the sort to break a few fingers or even brand/carve his name into your back. But that's for real bad bunnies who try to runaway.

D = Darling (Aside from abduction, would they do anything against your will?)

Yep yep yep. The man is trying to recreate life from an era when consent was practically non-existent, especially between married couples (which he sees you as). And also he just doesn't care. He'll force you to dance awkwardly with him, he'll force you to bathe in front of him, change in front of him, masturbate in front of him, touch him (in more than one place), and force you to kiss him. Also, he doesn't speak often, if at all, only really to say things like:

bad bunny

good bunny

silly bunny

naughty bunny

pretty thing

soft

stay

no

yes

mine

touch me

so it takes you a long time to figure out his non-verbal clues to save yourself from his wrath.

E = Exposed (How much of their heart do they bare to you? How vulnerable are they when it comes to you?)

What heart? This man feels like 6 emotions: Blood lust, normal lust, hunger (Not even an emotion), thirst (still not an emotion), contentment and obsessive love towards you. So no, no vulnerability from this guy.

F = Fight (How would they feel if you fought back?)

Angry, to the point where he might break a few fingers to remind you bunnies don't have claws. (they literally do but he doesn't know that - neither do I apparently)

G = Game (Is this a game to them? How much would they enjoy watching you try to escape?)

Not a game, but a massive delusional mess. He actually thought that the picnic blanket set up was for him. He thought that your boyfriend was forcing you to do all those things (he wasn't) and all your cries of pleasure were just cries. He had to wait till the spotlight game though, even if he wanted to butcher your boyfriend then and there. That game was how you first met and he wanted everything to be special. So yeah when he saw you put out all those rose petals he was adamant they were for him, it's why he brought you back there for your first time together. He even washed his hands for you! He didn't want you to get mad at all the blood, how sweet :( He really thought as well that what you did was sex, unfortunately for you, he learns really soon what sex is.

The only time I see him wanting to play games is when he lets you go so he can chase after you through the woods or even play a version of spotlight! (it is just him playing hide and go seek, and you running for your life). That really gets his blood pumping. It's sad, cause you think that this might be the time you get away and that you won't be shoved to the ground on your hands and knees getting railed from behind.

run bunny

H = Hell (What would be your worst experience with them?)

Besides watching your boyfriend get killed? There are so many. Losing your virginity to him on the thin mattress, him breaking your finger when you try to slash him with his knife he left lying around (he actually thought he could trust you-naughty bunny), you watching from the window as he drags a hiker that tried to escape back to the front yard to kill them slowly (you couldn't look at him for days and you would sob every time you caught a glimpse of some blood still under his fingernails) or what about the time he kidnapped an unsuspecting camper and forced the two of you to have sex just so he can see if he's been doing it wrong. After the camper finishes, they are promptly killed while you sit on the bed sobbing watching it all unfold in the living room. I have so many more.

I = Ideals (What kind of future do they have in mind for/with you?)

I don't really know, I don't think he does either. I personally would like to say, like I have for my last two OCS, something to do with breeding and a slight housewife kink but that's just cause I'm a virgin whore. But I did say I would try to keep the reader gn for this one, so I really don't know. I think he would just want you to stay his, in his cabin till the police drag him out or until you both die. (feel free to add your five cents! I would love to hear your thoughts)

J = Jealousy (Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?)

It's strange because I did say he let someone fuck you but then killed them. I don't think he gets jealous the way normal people do, as in afraid their partner would leave them or sees the other person as a threat. He doesn't see them as a threat he just sees them as a loose end and a distraction for you from him. Even your boyfriend was killed out of annoyance and delusion that you needed saving of sorts.

K = Kisses (How do they act around you?)

Like a massive murder puppy, heart eyes and everything (as long as you say yes to everything and never say no)

L = Love letters (How would they go about courting or approaching you?)

Very much the same as affection, lots of bloody gifts and lots of flowers and trinkets he stole from dead bodies.

M = Mask (Are their true colours drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?)

Not really, he just doesn't want to kill you or cause irreversible damage. He is still silent and broody and still scares the shit out of you, except of course he also acts like a love-sick puppy.

N = Naughty (How would they punish you?)

I mentioned this one a few times now, but breaking bones, branding, using his belt, chaining you up to the headboard of the bed, or keeping an ankle chain on you,

O = Oppression (How many rights would they take away from you?)

your right to freedom and privacy, you can't change your undies without this man standing like 2 cm behind you

P = Patience (How patient are they with you?)

no patience at all, if he makes the sign for you to sit on his lap during movie night, and you hesitate or worse straight out say no? Your getting punished for sure

Q = Quit (If you die, leave, or successfully escape, would they ever be able to move on?)

He would probably just do what he has always done and murder people in the woods, but he would be way more aggressive about it if that's even possible. Leaving is a big no-no, he has moved places before and you can bet your top dollar that this woodland slasher will become your not-so-friendly neighbourhood slasher real quick

R = Regret (Would they ever feel guilty about abducting you? Would they ever let you go?)

Nope!!! He's having the time of his life

S = Stigma (What brought about this side of them [childhood, curiosity, etc]?)

He's a murderous manic what more do you want from me

T = Tears (How do they feel about seeing you scream, cry, and/or isolate yourself?)

he would confuse crying during sex to mean good things and screaming to just be annoying (if during sex, he thinks it means he's doing it right), if you scream outside of sex he wouldn't have the patience and would just punish you then and there. His pet peeve is victims who scream. Isolating? He wouldn't really mind, as long as he can still manhandle you to do things he wants you to do, I really don't think he would care if you never spoke again.

U = Unique (Would they do anything different from the classic yandere?)

nothing i can think of

V = Vice (What weakness can you exploit in order to escape?)

His naivety. yes, I said what I said. This guy doesn't know anything about relationships or sex, or the modern world in general, so if you tell (beg) him to close his eyes cause you have a surprise for him that might involve you on your knees, he will gladly close his eyes and not even notice it has been ten minutes since you've made a sound till he gets bored and opens his eyes to the window jimmied open and you gone.

W = Wit’s end (Would they ever physically hurt you?)

hahaha yes. read above

X = Xoanon (How much would they revere or worship you? To what length would they go to win you over?)

Yeah, I do think he sees you as this soft, pretty creature that sometimes reminds him of a life before the blood. But not to the point of getting on his knees. Oh no no. Only bunnies get on their knees.

Y = Yearn (How long do they pine after you before they snap?)

This boy has been pining for you for years!! he had a dedicated box where he would put scraps of clothes of yours, flowers you touched, jewellery of yours, pieces of your hair, anything he could get his hands on! Even a polaroid picture your friend took of you on your 2nd trip, just don't ask why it's sticky. He "snapped" when he saw your boyfriend fucking your mouth but he had been planning on taking you anyway so I guess as soon as he saw you.

Z = Zenith (Would they ever break you?)

sure thing! Physically, mentally, and emotionally, this guy just does not care.

[scabopolis]

fic recs: l/v non-linear timeline fics

In anticipation of the upcoming 2023 Logan x Veronica "New Year, New Fic" fest, I bring you a small selection of fics inspired by Logan and Veronica getting busy and getting in fights in a non-linear timeline fashion (think flashbacks, think time loops, think in media res).

Day 1 of the challenge is February 1, 2023 so be sure to check out the #2023 LV New Year here on tumblr or the AO3 collection for more fic and art.

As a reminder, there are so many fics that fill these tropes. These are just a smattering, so make sure to make note of the ones you love the most and next week, when the challenge starts, maybe go drop those you love a kudos, a comment, or both to share the joy.

Fic: Slipstream by @cheshirecatstrut Rating: M, for smut, and it making me feel mature love feelings for both Logan and Veronica Tropes and Themes: It's Groundhog's Day but in a sexy way, team detecting, and this really being the true definition of "in every reality I choose you" Read if: You like nice things

Fic: How the powder burns by @scabopolis (it's a me! Mario!) Rating: T, for some swears, and some unfair jumping to conclusions that ultimately are resolved Tropes and Themes: There's only one bed (but they're mad about it), the author has never met a story she couldn't tell in media res Read if: You like unnecessary and copious amounts of flirting over margaritas Fic: Five Lives Never Led (or, everything in Time should be either titillating or epic) by lovesrogue36 Rating: E for "bow chicka wow wow" Tropes and Themes: A classic five times fic you will want to devour in one single setting, angsty as as all getout but so delicious (really, heed those tags) Read if: A recommendation by the fair @thelillykane who is never wrong - so read it if you like to never be wrong Fic: A Fine and Endless Cycle by kartography Rating: E for sexiness, and two college students who really need to get their ish together Tropes and Themes: non-linear as it jumps back and forth in time, two people finding their way, sexy makeout times Read if: You like reading fics that feel like catharsis and that give you a heavy reward at the end (if that makes ANY sense). Another rec by @thelillykane who reports that this fic makes her "scream, claw, etc." Fic: Knowing the Difference by @vmsteenbeans Rating: T for Terrific, and sometimes Terribly frustrating (because of EMOTIONS) but that is ultimately Tremendous Tropes and Themes: Expert use of flashbacks, classic post-s3 AU, these two work at it and holy hell is that great Read if: You want a true classic VM fic; the world of VM fic for years and years was built on post-s3 future fics and Steen's is a gold standard

Fic: I'm the hero of the story by monroeslittle Rating: PG technically, but emotionally it's a gut punch in the best way so idk, man Tropes and Themes: It's amnesia fic baby!, domestic delightfulness, and adorable child, Piz getting dumped AGAIN Read if: You want to see character growth in such a beautifully succinct way; probably in my top-10 most read fics Fic: Choices: How to Make a Life by TXQuill Rating: T, as in "TXQuill only wrote this one fic for VM and that is a TRAGEDY" Tropes and Themes: Growing up and growing smarter, is it a dream or is it real?, man they EARN that happy ending Read if: You never have before because I think it's a gem. I still remember all the feelings from when I first read it.

[sunnyrosewritesstuff]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

Oh this looks like so much fun! Thank you for tagging me @middleearthpixie.

1. How many works do you have on Ao3? 54 😵

2. What’s your total Ao3 word count? 437,811

3. What fandoms do you write for? Mostly Hobbit, but I have written for Tintin, and a tiny bit of What We Do in the Shadows and Sherlock

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

A Future Bright as Snow- 1,812 Guardian of Kings- 1,368 A Smile for a Cold Spoon- 483 Thirty Minutes to Change Your Life- 466 The Marali Festival- 439

5. Do you respond to comments? Yes! It does take me a little while, but I try to answer each and every one. 😊

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? Oh goodeness, I don't do angsty endings at all. 😂 I've got a few planned that will have some bittersweet endings. But I'm going to say Home was the angstiest ending, and it's mostly just Thorin comforting Dis as she allows herself to cry.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? Almost every fic of mine has a happy ending. I don't know that there is one I can qualify as having the "happiest" ending, but One More Little Adventure and Every Wedding Has a Few Disasters are the two that first come to mind.

8. Do you get hate on fics? I have never actually gotten hate on a fic. (knocks on wood)

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind? I do write smut, but I don't know how to describe it other than smut with humor. 😂 I've done a little bit of everything when it comes to smut, and here are a few examples:

Breaking the Rules (Haddotin) Living the Hobbit Way (Bagginshield) An Ill-Timed Giggle (Bagginshield) Webcam (Bagginshield)

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written? I've not really written any crossovers yet, but I have one in the planning stage which would be a Hobbit/Dungeon Meshi crossover. I don't think it's all that crazy though. 🤣

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? Not to my knowledge.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? Not to my knowledge.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? I HAVE! I actually love getting to collab with other authors, and am very thankful for the Hobbit: An Unexpected Collaboration event for getting the chance to do so.

They Stole My Heart (Along With the Rest of Him) with @lordoftherazzles What Happened in 30C and Secrets in the Blue Mountain Apartment with @thotinshield

14. What’s your all time favorite ship? Definitely Bagginshield 😉

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? I haven't quite labeled it as abandoned because ideally I'd like to get back to it, but it would be really special circumstances and that's Once Upon a Dream.

16. What are your writing strengths? I feel like characterization and humor are things I excel at and definitely have had people comment on it before.

17. What are your writing weaknesses? Transitions and just adding enough prose. I tend to talk through dialogue and I feel like my stories miss that extra little 'ah!' that would make them special.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? I mean, I add Khuzdul or Sindarin when I want to enhance that aspect of the character's culture and understanding, but other than that I don't really mess with other languages.

19. First fandom you wrote for? LOL calling me out, but for Mario Bros I wrote A LOT of Daisy/Luigi.

20. Favourite fic you’ve written? AHH! Asking me to choose my best child here. 😭 Okay, I'm going to list out my top 5 favorites:

Home (my first gen Hobbit fic) Guardian of Kings (my first finished multi-chapter fic; so proud!) A Lesson Carved in Stone (I really loved playing with Fili's POV) The Different Shades of Bilbo's Love (the SYMBOLISM I USED!!) Ambassador to Madness (even though its a WIP)

Tagging: @lucigoo @conkers-thecosy @domesticgoddesswriter @fantasyinallforms @lordoftherazzles and @thotinshield and of course if I missed you, please do it and tag me so I can see your answers! 😍

[cummingforkylo]

*on vacation with just my mom and dad*

me: -hungry, overstimulated, and very autistic trying to figure out lunch for myself because my food needs are different from my parents and also been traumatized around needing food and too scared to ask for it- h-hey could we stop up at the smashburger? I’ll order ahead of time and just run in and grab it

mom: what? uhh I mean...do you need that?  I mean yeah i guess. dad can you stop at the smashburger cause carlyn wants to order some food

dad: what? no. even though its on the way home i’m going to irrationally say no before even thinking.

me: oh yeah its okay, you’re right. 

mom: well she’s just trying to get herself lunch

dad: theres food at home

mom: true.

me: -people pleasing autistic silence- um yeh its okay, no. its fine.

me: -more and more pissed because they would have stopped for anyone else in our family, just not me- 

*at the condo* 

me: -very grumpy goes into room with all my stuff and shuts door to make sure i dont snap at anyone and can just be alone-

me: *a while later* -comes out to get food cause i’m literally shaking with hunger then goes back into room-

*a long time later*

mom: YOU ARE SO MEAN AND RUDE FOR GOING INTO YOUR ROOM ALL DAY AND NOT EXPLAINING WHY YOU WERE SO PISSED OFF

Me: I was just trying to take care of myself and its no big deal, i’m not even mad any more.

mom: WELL I AM! YOU COULD HAVE SAID SOMETHING! 

me: well when i complain that i didnt get the food i wanted, i have gotten mocked for it in the past. so. 

mom: YOU SHOULD HAVE TOLD US YOU WERE GOING TO YOUR ROOM ALL DAY! NOW I WONT MAKE SUPPER AND I WILL BE PISSED AT YOU ALL NIGHT LONG. -leaves-

dad: well you owe us an explanation of why you were so pissed off

me: I wasn’t even mad at her

dad: well she thinks you were

me: thats not my fault, is it?

dad: well you need to fix it

me: HOW IS THAT MY RESPONSIBILITY!!?

Now again there will be no food i want to eat, everyone will continue to be pissy at me and I wanna die. I know this isnt kylo and ugh

i’m going to retreat eventually and play mario kart and write smut maybe. Stupid fucking vacation. my brother and sister in law cant get here fast enough.

[mostlymaudlin]

self-recs 💫

prompt was: post your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. thank you @urban-sith @nightimedreamersworld @you-remind-me-of-the-babe for tagging me! i feel like im late so idk who has done this already but i tag @starwarned @seducing-a-vampire @otherpeoplesheartachept-2 @prettylightsbigcity @sillyunicorn

i'm only gonna do snowbaz, and also these are just in order of how recent they are bc i dont know how to rank them lol

1. Something's Gotta Give Now (T), 7k

this is my most recent snowbaz fic and i really really liked writing it. it's an au, and i don't really want to give too much away because part of what i like about this fic is the way the backstory unravels. but the gist is: baz plays a sexy, angsty vampire on a popular tv show, and simon is very bitter and very funny about it.

i did this after not writing snowbaz for a while, so i feel like i was able to return to the characters with fresh eyes and some broken bad habits. the third person is nice too -- i definitely write more cleanly in third. it's definitely not crack (which was my original intention lmfao, it's technically my crackfest entry), but im not really mad about it. i gave up on my ability to not to take it seriously about 500 words in. also, there's a second chapter that it just unhinged shit lmfao.

2. The Places We Build (T), 4k

this fic plays with the idea of: what if simon and baz decided in their first year at watford that they didn't want to hate each other? what if everything was the same, except nothing was the same, because they were friends? i like it because i feel like it has a strong heartbeat. i love to see how much of a world i can create in the least amount of words, and there's a looooot of history packed into these 4k words. very tender. very cuddly :)

3. love means slowly using losing your mind (E), 8k

this one was so fun to write. another au -- baz is a wedding planner, simon is penny/sheps best man (yes, both of them). it's loosely based on THAT scene from the movie 27 Dresses (iykyk) but it stands on its own. i like how i leaned into the setting here -- it feels like a very accessible world to me, like you could close your eyes and see the pub. and also i really just like to put my blorbos in a situation where they get drunk and have fun hahaha. as always, shit gets kind of real and snowbaz are their usual intense selves. also there's awkward car sex, which was hilarious to write.

4. Jump Up, Chosen One! (T), 8k

dude. what the FUCK was i on here..... this is perhaps the most plot-driven thing i've ever written, while also being one of the WEIRDEST things ive ever written. the premise is: simon goes off, trapping him, niall, dev, and baz in a Super Mario Bros game. and like. it's silly, yeah. but when i read back through im always like -- oh, ok, there's a lot of heart in this! good job rory! more reasons to love: lots of fun niall & dev screen time, simon solving problems thru the power of Being Determined, a tender moment that i interrupt several times by reminding you that simon and baz do indeed look like mario characters, penny solving problems thru the power of Being Clever, and a surprise tonal shift at the end lmfao. idk man. there's a lot going on here and i think it's p sweet.

5. In black ink my love may still shine bright (M), 5k

even though i hate that i used a fuckin long ass shakespeare quote as a title (lmao. like it fits and i love that sonnet but still. tacky !), this fic is great. @starwarned and i talk a lot about the power of The Slutty M-Rated Fic, and this is my best work in that regard. post-awtwb, date night -- they get ice cream and go to a bar and... shenanigans ensue. it's sweet and happy and nothing bad happens. NICE. the e-rated sequel is the first smut i ever wrote. i was so nervous about it. look at me now.... our resident blood slut LMAO.

honorable mentions, because im a dirty cheater. these probably belong in top 5 but ive been talking about them already recently so i didnt want to be repetitive.

closer to the sun (E), 6k: simpard taken seriously. investigations and road trips and finding purpose and... dragon-fucking.

Nothing Equals The Splendor (T), 52k: my longest fic! gbbo au. a labor of love.