#time to go back to my other wips aaa

[evenlyevi]

False halo

[ennn]

Agatha x Rio Fic Rec Master List

Everyone has their own fic preferences. My personal recommended picks here, AUs included, that generally check off these boxes:

Balanced power dynamic i.e. no sugar baby fantasies here, no dependencies, they give as good as they get

Some plot i.e. no pure smut fics here, though some have them bangin' quite a bit

Characterisation i.e. ideally cunt4cunt freak4freak, although some AUs have them a lot softer than canon but I can roll with it if the power dynamic holds

Last updated: 13 Mar '25.

Now, in no order of merit:

Go enjoy all their works, they've written a bunch of stuff. Here are just highlights:

@thiswildernessismyhome

allow my love to find her brutal way to me

[ 9k words | one-shot ] An angsty time loop fic that gets these characters so right and will punch you right in the feels. Maybe more than once.

memory that presses like a blade against her throat

[ 4.3k words | one-shot ] Pain and sweet pathos with spot-on banter. Explores Agatha’s trauma from her mom. Rio gets protective, cute, and vengeful.

yeahitshowed

real hot ghoul shit

[ 15.4k words | multi-chapter | series ] Set post-AAA. It's wacky, it's angsty, it's great. Agatha and Rio attempt to work out their shit. Billy is trying his best. Now with a whole ghoulniverse of sequels.

sometimes i still feel the bruise

[ 3.2k words | one-shot ] Agatha is not taking her first Pride very well. It’s all the trauma. A fantastic exploration of the character with all her edges and soft underbelly.

@paddingtonfan69

now I understand, and it’s time to leave the woods

[ 15.9k words | multi-chapter | series ] One of the best backstory fic for these two that absolutely nails their dynamic. Angsty and silly and horny as you'd expect with these two.

someday we will all be lying on our backs (free at last from income tax) 

[ 13.1k words | multi-chapter | series ] The gold standard for fandom AUs. The bad boy of the IRS meets infamous tax evader Agatha Harkness.

@alilbitgaywrites

you wouldn't last an hour in the asylum where they raised me

[ 4.4k words | first of a series ] Death has a cabin in Delaware. The first of a relatively chill (for them) canon-divergent series where these two clash, banter, and begin to heal.

you'll never get away from the sound of the woman that loves you

[ 32k words | multi-chapter ] Expands upon canon (so expect glorious angst) and maybe fixes it a little. Agatha and Rio through the years and into the show.

Naturally if you like a fic, check out the author's other works

because i could not stop for death (she kindly stopped for me) – by @she-s-a-shy-one

[ 70k words | multi-chapter | series ] The historical epic fic. Takes on Agathario's messed up backstory through many different eras and disasters. Hope you like history! Oof, that's a lot of collateral damage, Agatha.

A Graveyard Hated by the Moon – by @viceroy-bubblesmutini

[ 5.5k words | first of a series ] Can't get enough murderous historical escapades with these two? Here's more of this terrible pair causing problems.

blood, sweat & tears – by clarkestrife

[ 20.1k words | multi-chapter | wip ] They meet for the first time after Nicky's death. Let's just say Agatha doesn't deal with it well and has a mean left hook. Heavy on the hurt and angst.

wicked thing, carved into my heart – by @coffeeshib

[ 23.9k words | 2 chapters ] Post canon, the exes fight and fuck. It's sexy, violent, mean and angsty. It's very on-point characterisation, what can I say.

A Wretched Soul – by @motherconfessors

[ 31k words | multi-chapter | wip ] Ep 8 divergent. Agatha makes a new deal with Rio so she can get her purple back. A story of grief, healing, a lot of sex and... amazing food?

All and then Most of you, Some and now None of you – by @momentary-ecstasy

[ 34.5k words | multi-chapter ] Post-canon. Agatha succeeds at taking Death's powers. Rio wakes up with no memories. Captivating plot, lots of death, sex with strings attached, and a coven reunited. It's never simple with these two.

For You To Be Still – by @momentary-ecstasy

[ 27.4k words | multi-chapter ] To save Rio from the Snap's fallout, Agatha binds them together. A plotty, fascinating adventure also featuring the coven and the two dealing with their past.

coven of chaos – by @trickofthelights

[ 38.4k words | multi-chapter | wip ] Rio/Agatha/Wanda and their very weird found family. Crack taken seriously and written exquisitely well with thoughtful character explorations. It's fun and epic with great banter. Everyone lives!

you’ll sanctify me when i’m dead  – by @majorlysapphic

[ 26.3k words | multi-chapter | wip ] Rio has Hanahaki Disease and has to work with Agatha while hiding her plan to retire permanently. These two idiots, etc.

a hundred miles through the desert repenting – by @sapphoshands

[ 3.9k words | one-shot ] Perhaps my favourite ep 5 fix-it. Pain and pathos lovingly written.

Rabbit Heart – by @sapphoshands

[ 4.8k words | multi-chapter ] Post-finale scenes featuring our favourite Señor Scratchy, including a satisfying follow-up for our ship.

how the dead walk – by obsetress

[ 7.2k words | one-shot ] Post canon, these two talk and work out the logistics (and emotions) behind ghost sex.

meet you where the spirit meets the bones – by daniandjamie

[ 13.5k words | multi-chapter ] I know turbo virgin!Rio isn't for everyone. But if you enjoy it, this one's real cute and funny and an interesting take on how Death gets a body.

better in the dark – by @seabiscuits-us

[ 12.8k words | one-shot ] More turbo virgin!Rio trying to figure this shit out while Agatha enjoys the process. It's cute times before the inevitable heartbreak.

For the Love of Spring – by FleetingFriend

[ 10k words | one shot ] Post-AAA story. Rio turns into an onion, Agatha takes the opportunity to remember and grieve and heal. Maybe grab those tissues for the end.

As with many AUs, expect softer takes for these two unless the fic has y'know, killing and violence. Again, in no order:

Put Your Fangs In Me – by villhag

[ 73.9k words | multi-chapter | series | wip ] The other gold standard in AUs. Two vampire best friends with a lot of history are more than what they seem. What starts off like a rom com with casual murder reveals itself to be a heartbreaking love story spanning centuries.

honey come put your lips on mine (and shut me up) – by tinyteamug

[ 40.4k words | multi-chapter | wip ] Retired hockey pro-turned-publicist Agatha is tasked with managing feral hotshot hockey player Rio. A hilarious time with these two driving each other nuts in the best way.

primal night – by Palmarion

[ 13.2k words | multi-chapter ] Rio is another version of Death, Agatha is human and they meet one Halloween night at Rio’s bar. Nicky happens unexpectedly. A comforting romantic story.

all my might – by goofball46

[ 15.6k words | multi-chapter | wip ] After breaking up 10 years ago, the two have to pretend to be a couple (again) to help Agatha's political campaign. We do love our angst and unresolved drama. They're so bad at communicating.

To Hate Her is to Love Her – by @justasimplelesbiansfanfic

[ 166k words | multi-chapter | series ] Agatha gets her estranged wife Rio to pretend they’re still together for the holidays. A long, angsty slow burn with plot involving crime and the FBI, and these two figuring their issues out.

spite, grudges, and other underrated methods of processing your feelings – by @littledata

[ 10k words | one-shot ] If working for her ex (who sent her to jail) wasn’t enough, Rio’s been hired to kill her. All's fair in politics? It’s a fun ride.

How to not keep a secret – by disaster_top

[ 102k words | multi-chapter ] See I can recommend domestic Agathario playing house with Nicky. Rio loves her knives. A series of interconnected one-shots where they deal with different stuff. FBI Agent Rio and Detective Agatha (not Agnes).

queens of killing (we're out for blood) – by @succulentlesbians

[ 64.9k words | multi-chapter | wip ] Winter Soldier/Red Room AU. Plotty, dramatic, secret agent action. Plenty of angst when one was programmed to kill their own kid. Plus, coven team-bonding.

all half things – by @seabiscuits-us

[ 20.2k words | multi-chapter ] High school soccer coach Rio tries her best to make sure her super-pregnant teacher colleague Agatha doesn't go into labour while they try to save the school theatre department. It's charming and quirky with a side of drama.

this machine's a backward thinker – by @slowedshow

[ 35.7k words | multi-chapter | wip ] Lawyer Agatha, Doctor Rio AU. When Agatha decides to help her deceased client's son find his lost brother she didn't expect to find her way back to love and forgiveness. Brilliant parallels within this story and the show canon punched me hard in the feels.

my safeword is safeword – by @anonfandombandit

[ 63.3k words | multi-chapter | wip ] The uh BDSM AU. It's wild, it's hilarious, it's uh very educational if you're unfamiliar with the scene? Agatha's insane and working off some bad trauma, Rio's desperately trying her best to remain professional. Naturally lots of kinky sex.

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♥ to the fabulous authors giving us these stories

[guppybibi]

Late WIP Wednesday ..

(aaa km not sure if i should finish this, it started off strong but just fell off and now my brain isnt working)

Simon’s home & marriage was his refuge, until it wasn't. He knew something wasn't right when you were coincidentally prepared for his return, all dolled up when you greeted him with an “I miss you” kiss. No, he was sure it wasn't you when he saw that the dinner table was prepared with a generous spread of food on it.

There was no reason for you to come this prepared, everytime he comes home from deployment is a surprise. So..how exactly are you this ready? It didn't sit right with him, the whole thing felt like it came out of a painfully obvious scripted reality TV show.

But food was food and after countless weeks spent eating barely edible MRE’s, a home cooked meal was all he needed. Sluggishly, he sat down at his unsaid designated spot at the dinner table. He closely watched if you would sit down at your designated spot, if you didn't; that’d explained a lot. You do end up sitting at your spot, it wasn't all that hard to do though. Dinner with you was unsettling to say the least, all of the small talk you were making felt forced, it’s barely been an hour and he already feels like he's going crazy.

He knows more than to question you upfront though, having gone through enough interrogations to know that he should take his time and that you could get hostile if things don't go your way. You could be a threat for all he knew, and it's better to be safe than sorry. Unsure if it was the right decision, he starts out some sort of small talk himself, asking you some seemingly innocent questions.

“What were yer up to while I was gone, luv?” He asks mid chew. “Oh not much, I just picked up a new hobby actually. Clay sculpting! I've been watching online tutorials, I could say I’ve been getting the hang of it if I do say so myself.” Liar, was all he could think while he subconsciously nodded to your words. You hated clay, not fond of the texture it had and the way it’d get stuck under your nails. Perhaps it was another one of your impulsive decisions, jumping into conclusions should be the last thing he should be doing. It could cost him more harm than good, so he lets it slide. For now at least.

“Sculpting eh? That's new, have ye finished any?” He pauses, swallowing his food. “I’d love to see them.” A spark lights up in your eyes, but it didn't look right. There's a lit candle in there but it's far, far away. The lack of life in your eyes makes his stomach spin like there's a guinea pig rolling around in their wheel in there, it made him want to puke. He wasn't the biggest fan of prolonged eye contact anyway, so he’ll just avoid looking you in the eye to prevent making a mess. “Oh yeah I actually do! They're already displayed on top of our shelves, I’ll show them to you after.” You exclaim, if that was you anyway, which it wasn't.

Dinner passed at an uncomfortably slow pace, Simon swore he could hear each individual tick and tock of the clock, the scraping of utensils against the porcelain plates and each chew you took. He’s gone through debatably louder things than this, the booms of the explosions were unforgettable after all but this somehow takes the cake. Wanting to distract himself further, he helps with washing the dishes which you normally did but you specifically chose today to help do the other minor chores. Water, that was your weak point. He noticed it, you didn't drink water after dinner either. What kind of monster doesn't drink water to hydrate after eating roasted pork?

To test out this thought of his, he decided to ask another question. “I'm heading to the shower, luv. Care to join me?” Meekly, he suggests to you, deep brown eyes staring intently as he awaited the already expected answer. “Oh I..actually already showered earlier dear. Maybe next time.” A dishearteningly dismissive reply, just like he expected. “Alright, suit yourself luv. I'll be back.”

He thought about it, almost forgetting about the bubbly soap running down his body from how deep in thought he was. There was no doubt about it anymore, everything about you being you, pointed away. At this point, he didn't care what the fake you was anymore, rather where you actually were. You could've been dead for all he knew, replaced by the soulless woman that now roams around his home.

This was beyond cruel, beyond the pain physical torture could've caused. It was like the universe was a cat and he was a yarn ball, being played by it meticulously. The whole thing was definitely planned out by a certain someone he knew, the both of you are fairly private so it couldn't have been a random person. He couldn't handle this alone, as much as he’d hate to admit, the situation was way bigger than him to do alone. So, he decides to call a trusted someone.

“You tellin’ me ye think your wife got abducted or something..and a doppelgänger replaced her?” A gruff voice questions, lightly tapping his cigar against the side of the ashtray. Price, him and Kate are the only members of the Task Force so far that Simon allowed you to meet. Well, it unfortunately looks like the sergeants won't get to meet you under these circumstances just yet. Strangely enough, the clocks inside the pub weren't working. Must be a malfunction. The masked man nodded, sighing through his nose when he got a whiff of the alcohol-filled air in the bar.

“I feel so.” He grumbled. “Couldn't she be just having an off day? We all have those, Simon.” John opposes it, it was an unquestionable possibility they couldn't simply ignore. “No, I know my wife. In my years of being with her, she's never acted this way.” Ghost hissed back, a hint of crystal clear impatience seeping out from his words. The lack of respect in his tone wasn't intended, but what could he do when his wife is apparently kidnapped and replaced so seamlessly? “I guess you have a point, but you need to confirm it Simon. You shouldn't make any decision on impulse, if the woman in your home really isn't your wife then this is a bigger issue.”

Then the plan was set, still a little all over the place but there really wasn't any time to lose. Simon would further observe the woman who's allegedly ‘you’ to make sure he isn't making things up, then if he was incredibly sure it wasn't you, he’ll head to the police and file a report for a missing person. In all honesty, it wasn't hard to do, having gone through missions more intense than this. Yet the fact that you were involved made the bugs inside of him crawl, this was totally his fault.

He didn't hide you away from the world enough, he should've just kept you locked inside a cage like the little birdie you were to avoid any danger coming your way. Simon wasn't stupid though, that was inhumane, you were one of the only few people who has managed to make Simon feel less of a ghost and more of a human. So doing such a thing to you was unethical and out of the books, but how could you blame him for subconsciously letting his possessiveness and worry take over when you're literally so far from his grasp? Being so near before that he could easily grip at the back of your top, now so far that the trace of your scent is long gone.

It makes Simon feel sick, his core being left to rot. He comes from the pub to what felt like an empty house, not home because nothing would feel like home without you there. He’d rather be living in a pile of rocks and plywood with you than in a giant mansion without you, that would be the real hell. “Bloody hell..where are you?” He murmurs under his breath, stressedly rubbing his creased forehead. If he could, he’d pry at every surface that comes up within his sight just to find you.

“I’m back.” He whispers, unsure if the fake you was asleep or not. Anyone, human or not wouldn't be happy being woken up from their slumber. “Welcome home, hun. You alright?” Looking up from your cup of tea, you ask. “Yeah, just spoke with the Captain. That's all, no alcohol.” Simon was so used to you being a worrywart about his alcohol intake, telling you that he didn't have any alcohol is practically ingrained into the wrinkles of his brain. But the woman in front of him didn't seem to care less about his health, let alone him in general. The lack of nagging that usually filled his ears to the brim didn't feel right, he would've much rather gone through another one of your yap sessions about how constant alcohol intake affects him in the long run than..just silence.

He feels the desperation inching up on him, eating him whole. At this point, he's willing to admit he doesn't want you. He needs you. He needs to hear your fretful complaints about him getting deployed, knowing you’d shut up because you were used to it by now. He needs you to tell him to include more vegetables in his diet because he's not some kind of carnivore to be eating that much meat. God, he just needs you with him. Whatever bloody thing came with you he’d take like it was on a stupid Black Friday sale.

“Not yet..” He’d think every single night, eyes wide open as he prevents himself from making a rash decision. The woman sleeping soundly right next to him, if that was you..But it wasn't, even if he stared at the unfamiliar woman for ten hours straight, she wouldn't just magically turn into you. Well sure, she was a carbon copy of you from head to toe but she simply just didn't scream ‘you’. Whatever and whoever you were anyway.

“When all is said and done, I think it'll end well Simon. My gut feeling tells me so, it's rarely ever wrong so I’m pretty sure we should trust it.” You ramble on and on, the little amount of alcohol taking over your lightweight self. Simon was still courting you here, yet he remembers it like it's been replayed in his mind like a broken record. He trusted your gut, and he could consider that as one of the best choices he's ever made in life.

But..trusting you now? While you're probably out, all shivering & teeth clattering from the immense cold night? Impossible, he’s fully aware that you're a capable strong woman however..how far can his trust go? How far do you have to venture into someone’s soul to gain their fragile trust, something that can be easily broken with your own bare hands? Ghost doesn't trust you, but Simon does.

“You're a strong gal, you can hold on for much longer.” He supposes, deep in thought while he flipped around in bed. The fake you hasn't set off any red flags yet, acting normal. Too normal. He knew ‘you’ had a purpose for being here, one with malicious intent, though what exactly? One wouldn't simply come in here and replace his wife with a fake one just out of spite, unless they were a little cuckoo. Tossing aside to check the time, he presses the ‘on’ button on his phone. Weird, the time didn't show up. Maybe it's just a glitch in the system.

“Simon, Hey? Simon, wake up. Hurry, you need to get up.” A voice shakes, lightly nudging him in order to awake him. It's your voice, he can instantly sense its meekness. With one eye and another, they flutter open, still full of sleep in them. “Oh thank goodness, you're awake! But you seriously need to wake up, like right now.” You crooned, hoping he’d fully wake up to the sound of your voice. Groaning, Simon sat up, a few joints popping in the process. “What..? Yeah, I’m awake luv. Whad’ya need me for?” He questions groggily, eyes opening further once he gets a closer look at you. It's actually you, he can tell! The way your eyes meet his, connecting like a bee landing on a precious flower. The way your voice lilted to him like a mother bird nursing her hatchlings, it really was you.

“Wait–luv? You're here? Bloody hell, you actually are–Did you see the other gal who looked just like you? Tell me I’m not losing my shit please.” Then you shushed him, convinced he’ll continuously go on and on if you didn't. “Please listen to me closely, Simon.” You pause, noticing how his eyes bask in yours like it was long overdue. “You need to wake up, hurry.”

[dee-does-arts]

Miitopia Party!

I finished that wip I started the other day, so here’s my Miitopia party!!! (+Dark Lord and Great Sage)

Background is an image of the map because I didn’t feel like making a background

Edit: AAA I forgot I was going to mention some design notes!

Cia’s lil sash thing is actually meant to hold the team’s sprinkles!

The skull on Eyevee’s spear is a Griffin skull!

Avery is technically a princess/warrior mix

I honestly did NOT feel like drawing a tank every time I wanted to draw Tristen, so I kinda just did my own thing for his design? At this point it’s really more just gun than tank. (His metal hand can be interchanged for a weapon, and the mechanism on his back is a defense mechanism for moves like repair that can be activated via a button on his headset)

Solstice gets a little skirt because otherwise the design felt empty

[solvisun]

Hello! First of all, love your blog, how you write Tsukishima is so special to me <3. Honestly for the longest time he was one of my all time favorite characters (along with Kyoya from OHSHC, surprise surprise lmao) but I ended up never consuming any content because he was so often mischaracterized! So finding all of your fics was so fun omg lol

And second, so sorry if you've already said but I have looked everywhere on your page and scrolled back 8 months LMAO, Did you ever create the part two of '011125' ? Totally alright if not! Or if you decided to discontinue it! But if you have or are still planning to I'd love to know, mwah! <3

hello lovely anon! thank you so much aaa you’re so sweet >_< !!! kyoya & tsukishima being your all time fave is very telling hehehe /pos, glad you found my small pocket of space here on tumblr and my fics <3

as for my “011125,” the part two is still on the making— it’s one of my wips that i have started but could not finish/or could not thoroughly edit, including my hershey’s kisses series, due to my packed schedule and constant fatigue from said packed schedule. though to emphasize: i don’t plan on discontinuing any of my works once it’s up. i put a lot of thought and outlining first before posting any of these fics, and thus discontinuing them wouldn’t give them the love that they deserve— at least to me. i cherish my writings, especially because it’s tsukishima <3

unfortunately i literally don’t have the time to write at the moment, and cannot give promises for my return. i did say i’d make time like a month ago, but i haven’t touched tumblr nor other of my socials since then. i actually deleted the apps, as i could never trust my adhd brain to cooperate with me & to not get distracted.

for this march, i have at least two upcoming exams (finals) next week, one college entrance exam i’m supposed to take today but cancelled it ‘cause i also have a (separate) scholarship exam review class in a few hours (and my mom won’t let me choose both). i also have another (top pick & most important) college entrance exam next week, a school contest, and a pile of backlogs too overwhelming to list everything.

i’ll also be graduating next month, talk to many people, bring my best friend back (we’ve been distant cause of all these workloads), make time for myself and my well-being cause i keep putting that off

aaaaand i may or may not have been seeing someone as of late :]

so yeah, life is lifeing for me. i might need a month or two to recover from the stress & to settle down. i literally miss everyone. so much. i hope you all are doing well please, i’m sure you’re going through things too & i do apologize for not being able to reply or get back to you like i promised. i’m always thinking about this blog and this blonde and my moots and my fics, and wishing every night that i could wake up when march is over

[newtknewit]

Hey I love your art so much!!

Some quick questions about the cinderkin au,

1. What is Luz going to look like

2. Does every member of the hexsquad have “signature outfits”?

3. Will you be planning to make it a comic at all?

So excited to see what’s in store for thissss whhsgqqjgejw

Aaa thank you so much! Luz will remain human with a few small differences in her design just to spice things up a bit, like a slightly different hairstyle or something. I'm thinking by the end of the 'series', she would start to grow very small scales and horns, since in this AU, humans sorta absorb the magic from the isles the longer they stay there. - Which is also why Belos is gonna be very spiky and draconic, since he's been there for 400+ years. Neither of them will ever be able to grow a tail, though, which sets them aside from true cinderkin. Luz will also gain a titan form at the end, with the titans' designs being slightly more draconic than they already are. Not sure what you mean by signature outfits. If you mean their own unique outfits representing their individual selves, then yeah! Sadly the only outfit I've really done so far is Hunter's Ashen Warrior (or, Golden Guard) uniform. I have been messing around with outfits for the other characters in the meantime, but nothing has really stuck. I hope to get my butt back in shape and work on that again soon :D I doubt I'd ever have the motivation to do something as complex and high-effort as a comic, but I do really want to write a fan fic at the very least! Writing can be stressful on me too though, but hopefully by time this AU is done and ready to be written out, I'll be fine :) I don't think I've ever written this out publically before, but here's the basic plot I'm going for. Things may be subject to change, of course, as it's only a heavy WIP right now: Lilith Clawthorne, an ice-breathing cinderkin and Head of the Emperor's Dynasty, mysteriously vanishes and is pronounced dead later by the Emperor. Hunter must take Lilith's place as Dynasty Head, being in next of line. Luz, who has just arrived on The Boiling Isles a couple weeks prior, notices some odd and distressing behaviour from Eda, who feels both immense guilt for Lilith's disappearance as well as anger at the sister who had cursed her so long ago. Despite Eda's confusing emotions, Luz decides to head out in search of information about Lilith's disappearance, as the sudden-ness and silence of the situation is beginning to arouse suspicion in both her and her mentor. Her first suspect: The Ashen Warrior. From what she knows about him and his constant squabbling with Lilith according to Eda, she believes he may have had something to do with this. It doesn't help his image, either, that everyone knew he was second in line if anything were to happen to Lilith. Perhaps he was power-hungry, and murdered her for his own gain, to move up even more in the Dynasty's hierarchy. Or, is there something bigger going on here? Luz and her friends take the risk that no one else will, to find out what's really going on here.

[the-kr8tor]

IM LOSING IT- SATAN'S WATERFALL IS HERE.... Im hoping its quick to go:( Daily Hobie HC! I can never stop thinking about Hobie's signature texture of his dimension. There's endless possibilities to take and run with em, and yet nobody does- Like, we know he turns pink around people he's fond of, so imagine him just bounding up from behind, immediately turning pink around you, the border around him flashing bigger. Or Hobie simply just turning into your favorite color as he massages your scalp, your head resting on his lap with eyes closed, humming to him. As seen when Miles bumps into his legs on their way to Miguel, with the small skull symbols coming from it, I also like to think that whenever you hug him, little heart symbols come out for a brief moment where your fingers meet around him, and vice versa. Whenever his fingers touch as his arms wrap around you, little sticker-looking hearts burst out for a few quick moments. Or maybe when you both were still pining for each other, as the lingering touches ended, small sparks would show up. I like to think sometimes that if you guys are cuddling, his border will sometimes even go around you, as if giving you your own little border as well.. Taking some inspiration based off the fic where artist reader is painting Hobie's back- imagine when you're finished, he'll change colours to see how the paint colours change too, like those camera filters:) The amount of scenarios with Hobie's dimension texture AAA HE'S JUST ALMOST ALWAYS PINK AROUND YOU (and family if we add the little childrens) Even if he's newspaper texture around you, it's always filled with thoughts about you, with little 'i love yous' or 'stunning' or 'my sweetheart' plastered all over it. -🐦‍⬛

Nooo!! Have some chocolate 🍫

DAILY HOBIE HC!! 🎉

Oh my goodness 🥺😍 he's such a sweetheart ❤️

Imagine the first time you've kissed him he doesn't turn pink but there's literal fireworks bursting out from his little borders and then he coughs trying to compose himself but he's turning bright pink so you kiss him again to see the pretty fireworks (and to smooch him more ofc!)

OMG Every time you hold hands there's little hearts on his hands 😍😍😍😍😍 AHHHH I LOVE THAT IDEA SO MUCH

Awww the painting fic! I'm sure he's trying not to change colours so he could see it in all its glory but he can't help it! He's so in love and proud of the drawing!

I have a wip coming where r sees his border and artstyle change so stay tuned for that one!!

[becauseplot]

*returns to yours* I HAVE THOUGHTS! NOT COHERENT ONES TOO SLEEPY AND NEED TO SAVE COHERENCY BUT THOUGHTS!!! MOSTLY ABOUT ISLAND TEAPARTIES AFTER THE KIDS ARE ASLEEP WHERE CELLBIT AND PHILZA DRINK TEA AND PHILZA TEACHES CELLBIT ABOUT STARS AND CELLBIT SLOWLY GETS BACK INTO HIS ENIGMAS AND THEY BOTH BITCH ABOUT TEA BUT DRINK IT ANYWAY BECAUSE IT HAS GOOD STATS

YEAAH!! YEAHHH!!! Okay okay okay so I meant to ramble more earlier when you initially responded to my ask and then I got sleepy and conked out and now it's super early for me, nailed it lmaooo. so anyway just like a couple things i noticed abt this scene *rolls out a scroll of notes, the bottom hits the floor and bounces out the door cartoon-style*

Chayanne gives Cellbit a rose!! Idk if Rose still has influence here (I'll have to sift through Phil's VOD to see if he says anything abt Rose, yesterday I mainly watched Cellbit's POV) but he's protected now!! That kinda folds him into Phil's "closer" circle of friends/family since it's primarily them who carries the roses for protection so!!!!! I'm!!!!!!!!!!!!!

THE TEA!! Yes the tea the way the tea immediately broaches the topic of purgatory, and yeah the audible wince in Phil's voice after Cellbit says the tea triggers him and Phil agrees. Yeah it's so shit and they're both so sick of it but it's so OP. Phil survivalist (hardcore) :handshake: Cellbit survivalist (hunger games/"The War"), do and use what is necessary to keep yourself alive.

And AAA!! Yes, okay okay so like you remember that idea abt Phil and Cellbit having late-night convos at the Order pre-purgatory? This is basically that!! It's late at night, they're getting caught up with each other, they've both got the shitass tea and it's going cold and!! In my head this scene goes on for a full night and they just sit and talk and talk and talk, eventually conking out when it's late, just like old times EXCEPT THEY HAVE THEIR KIDS NOW WHICH IS ONE OF THE THINGS THAT BROUGHT THEM TOGETHER, THEIR DESIRE TO FIND THEIR KIDS, AND THEY FOUND THEM!!! (I should write a fic i NEED to write a fic, me vs the 754389 wips in my brain; in my head they still had late night convos in purgatory when their "play time" timers lined up, phil waking up early enough and cellbit staying up late enough for them to talk while the others slept)

The way Cellbit still minces his words abt what he and Bags did post-purg 1 "we had our fun...bolas...style..." is it because he thinks Phil will think less of him? because there's children present? because his SON is present? idk how much Richas knows abt what Cellbit did in purgatory, Richas *did* rescue him while he was fighting eye workers but does he know about Cellbit hunting fellow players for sport? what Cellbit did to his pai Pac? I NEED ANSWERS

Phil's "Dude! No! Oh my god... D:" to when Cellbit says Roier was better off without him. PHIL WAS AT THEIR WEDDING. HE TOOK THE GODDAMN PHOTOS OF THEM AT THEIR WEDDING. HE SAW HOW HAPPY THEY WERE, HOW HAPPY ROIER WAS, WHEN THEY WERE REUNITED IN PURGATORY. Phil isn't close enough to Roier nor speaks to him enough to really understand the full extent of Roier's grief after purgatory 1, but it's gotta be hard for Phil to imagine Roier happy with Cellbit gone. Whether he believes it when Cellbit says "yeah Roier told me he was better" (doied WHEN I GET YOU---) is up for debate but I think about this constantly.

Phil fucking laughing when Cellbit admits he ate some of the eye workers fhdjsk. I can't get over the combo of Cellbit POV (in character thinking: "I'm terrible I'm a cannibal I'm a monster") vs Philza POV (cc who laughs at everything that is even remotely cursed) honestly, taking this as in-character (bc ccPhil doesn't mute his mic to laugh and he...usually does that for ooc bits while in the middle of rp), it says a lot abt qPhil that he's able to just laugh abt an admission of eating corpses. ethics who? geneva convention who? qPhil doesn't know her. munch on those eye workers king they're dickheads. (fuck, DOES qPhil know that Cellbit is a cannibal, as in, he has eaten not just workers but other players?? hmmm...)

"I'm sorry I couldn't do much as bolas leader" "It's better that you didn't see us...I think you'll be disappointed" "oh I could never be disappointed what do you mean shut up *laughs*" GODDDDDDDD also Cellbit trying to say he got worse after purg 1 and Phil saying "nah bolas is already at ground level" (either not understanding or indirectly reiterating that he won't condemn Cellbit for his actions, I can't tell) and then Cellbit just,, going with it. because it's not worth it to argue and he's trying to move past all of that now anyway. (QCELLBIT PROCESS YOUR TRAUMA CHALLENGE LEVEL IMPOSSIBLE)

watching Phil's POV now and HFDJSK you can't hear it on Cellbit's stream but Phil catches Richas as they're both leaving and says quietly, "Take care of your dad, Richas, n' take care." I'M 💥💥💥💥 (<-banging table)

Anyway!! This is what happens when the two characters I'm obsessed with interact for the first time in months. Over-analyzing a 5 minute convo. Sorry, it will happen again :] Praying they stay as neighbors I'd love to see archivists have more interactions!! And yes yes yes yes the tea parties with the kids!! Phil routinely chatting with Cellbit and watching him slowly "regain his color" as he settles back into peaceful life post-purgatory, falls in love with enigmas again. They've always trusted each other when they don't trust themselves, and they're both a Stable Point for the other. I'll miss what we never got to have with the leaders-of-the-Order-having-meetings ideas (timezones, wails) but I'm so excited for new island mysteries!! :D

[nadvs]

Hey girl!!

Okay, remember when I said I was going to binge everything you’ve ever written? Well… I absolutely did, and I am officially OBSESSED. You are hands down my new favorite writer. The way you craft your stories is just magic. It’s like you always know exactly what to add and when, and everything flows so perfectly. I can’t even tell you how much I adore your work, there were moments I was full on kicking my feet and giggling like crazy.

I just finished reading the latest chapter of the Power Play and WOW. So, so, so good. I’m still reeling! You’ve got such a gift, and I feel so lucky to have stumbled across your writing.

Since I’m still pretty new to your stuff, I was wondering, do you plan on writing more fics in the future? No pressure at all (seriously!), I totally understand that writers need breaks and creative space. I’m just genuinely excited to see what you might do next!

Sending so much love and appreciation your way!🩷

HI ANGEL!! you made my entire weekend 🥹 it’s so touching that you read all my work and enjoyed it!! and omg thank you for saying my writing flows. i’m always going back and forth on my outlines and trying to achieve the feeling of the story building on itself at a good, natural pace. this is so validating aaa thank you 😭

i am def a long-form content girl at heart!! i enjoy writing one-shots and blurbs, but i’m at my happiest when i’m working on a lengthy series. i have so much fun world-building and writing a slowburn. it’s the most work, but it’s personally the most rewarding!! long fics are what you can most expect from me 🙂‍↕️

i currently have two series wip’s. one is rivals to lovers, the other follows the ‘it was all a bet’ trope. i have a few other ideas that haven’t been outlined or written at all. one i can’t stop thinking abt is where they’re placed into a marriage of convenience while already having shared past resentment… i just love forced proximity and a history of tension!!

i drift into short-form content here and there, but most of the time, i’m either thinking abt a series or writing one. i took a long leave in the winter (it was originally a permanent goodbye as i truly thought i was ready to leave this blog), but inspiration found me again and i came back. i can see myself continuing to write here, with small breaks as i need them.

i truly feel just as lucky that you found my writing!! thanks again bb. sending you so much love 🥰

[sergeantwoods]

im, uh. a little late. just a little. thats alright.

thanks @wild-ghoap for the tag! (alex also tagged me but uhh)

1.) how many works?

3 LOL (i have 10294737563528 wips that i refuse to finish)

2.) total word count?

math no bueno but uhh 14.7k (it'll be more in the future, trust 🙏 i just need to get those long fics done 😔)

3.) what fandoms do you write for?

.. cod? obviously????

4.) top 5 fics by kudos?

encore dance of death

i'll touch the sky for god to stop debating war

its you! (its me?)

5.) do you respond to comments?

tbh not rlly. mb guys 😰

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

out of the three fics i've written, two of which arent finished, and the other being crack, i have no idea

7.) fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

same as last

8.) do you get hate on fics?

too small lol

9.) do you write smut?

in any current fics? no. have i wrote it before? no. does that correspond with me being asexual? yes. am i going to? yes.

10.) craziest crossover?

dont have any crossover fics 🤷

11.) have you ever had a fic stolen?

i ??? i dont know ??

12.) have you ever had a fic translated?

^^^ i dont know 😭

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

yes!! currently two (???) ; one w @/smollestduck-sketches. that one is encore dance of death, and i really like it so far lmaoaoo

i also have i'll touch the sky for god to stop debating war, which i think counts? el said it counted, so i'll say it counted. chad soap for life !!

14.) all time favorite ship?

ghoap. those motherfuckers altered my entire brain chemistry in a way no other ship has.

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

dilf soap. no words. only spot and ducki know it

16.) what are your writing strengths?

dialogue (big fat ugly question mark.) ,, punctuation ,, and spelling 🫡

17.) what are your writing weaknesses?

not enough detail!! be more poetic, sarge!!

18.) thoughts on dialogue in another language?

sick broski

19.) first fandom you wrote in?

im going to have to say hunter x hunter. that was waaay back in my days (2 years ago) though, and on wattpad (eugh!) so i dont really..

20.) favorite fic you've written?

encore dance of death. the way me and ducki are doing the co-written thing is so fun so i mean like. ducki is also the kindest person ever and AAA so smart 🥰

i also really like ittsfgtsdw for the same reason as edod, its fun to communicate w people while writing hhh

this was fun!! thanks for the tag, el!! now my turn to tag people. you guys can join if u want, no pressure!! (if you were already tagged and you have laready done this, then erm. oops. ignore this u silly goose!!)

@smollestduck-sketches ,, @oshikiri-toru ,, @robiinurheart33

[merakiui]

Hi! How often do u write a day, also do u plan ur writing times/when u write? What are ur optimal writing conditions? Can u talk more abt ur writing process and quirks u have as a writer pls? Im a big fan :3

Hi hi, dearest anon!!! :D I'm happy to answer your questions!! I love rambling about writing, so thank you very much for asking!!! <3

How often do I write a day?

Aaa it really depends! Sometimes I can write a lot if I have the time, energy, and brain power and other times I write very little.

Do I plan my writing times/when I write?

I try to! Writing is like a little treat for me, so after a long week of uni and work I tell myself: okay, this block of time is reserved for writing fanfic and nothing else!!! I like to write on the weekends the most because I usually have more time to do the things I couldn't do during the week! But if I have some free time, I'll attempt to put some words on the page.

What are my optimal writing conditions?

Most importantly, a clean and organized desk space! :D if I'm writing during the day, I open my curtains to let sunlight in, put on music, keep my water bottle filled, and I'll write. If it's at night, it's mostly the same, but I dim the lights so they aren't so bright and harsh.

What is my writing process like?

It's mostly structured when I'm following an outline, but sometimes it can be chaotic if I haven't written an outline in advance or if the outline is written vaguely to make room for other scenes or last-minute inspirations. Although sometimes I'll just write and see where it takes me!

What are my writer quirks?

If I'm feeling lost or unmotivated (or I simply wish to find inspiration), I will go for a run! A good run with some music usually helps to clear my mind and gives me the chance to daydream certain scenes. To hype myself up during the editing process, I do dramatic reads in my head and I react accordingly when something exciting/sad/funny/etc happens. It's very enjoyable! It may not be a quirk (more so a blessing or a curse depending on how you view it), but I have the tendency to think too much. ^^;;; therefore, my google docs is always filled with wips and concepts. It's fun to look back through the drafts and outlines to see what I was cooking. There will never be a shortage of ideas hehe!!

[ackackh]

in honor of the postseason i'd like to hear more about your baseball wip or any other wips that have you in their grip, if that's cool

🥰🥰🥰🥰

I have like a fifteen page outline for this one so. Here we go!

The premise is Renee is the first woman to make a AAA team in minor league ball as a starting pitcher. And then we basically follow her and the rest of the team through a season. There’s a lot of drama and excitement and yes, they do make it to postseason, but it’s a bumpy ride.

Our fictional team is the Hartford Eagles, the AAA farm team for the Red Sox, I also made an entirely fictional farm system for them to be in but that’s not important. Also, shout out to Worcester, who has the Red Sox’s actual AAA team, which is also called the Red Sox. RIP I killed you for my fan fiction.

What I’ve written has been like a found footage type deal. Not all of it, but there’s podcast transcripts and tweets and that sort of thing to bolster the narrative. We’ve got lots of group chats and phone logs. That sort of thing.

So Dick is team Manager, he played with the Yankees before he retired, which I chose mostly because the Yankees are famous (Notorious?) for having really strict uniform and grooming standards and I feel like Dick would be into that. He imposes some of the same standards on his guys. Nix is pitching coach, has a sort of prodigy->burnout back story. He played with Dick for a couple seasons but retired early, but he was so damn good he was the first person Dick called when he was putting together his staff. Harry is batting coach, Ron is conditioning coach. He puts easy through the wringer ❤️

Renee’s story is about her finding her place among the team and learning how to tune out the bullshit, and she’s also kind of a foil to Toye, who is likely to get called up this year to the Majors and is just waiting for the opportunity. He’s a closer, which I’ve found to be a strangely uh, emotional position? Like, if closers don’t play perfectly 100% of the time, fans will blame a loss entirely on them, and so will the closer himself. So, for Joe, every time he makes a mistake, he beats himself up super hard about it. Guarnere (2nd base) is always there for him. And so is a certain talkative shortstop, who Joe finds himself interested in despite his best efforts to the contrary.

So, we’ve got LuzToye and Winnix, of course. They’ve been dancing around each other for years. Ron is also first base coach, which is fortunate for him because he happens to be mildly obsessed with the team’s 1st baseman and captain, Carwood. Not that he can do much about it as a coach but… well there’s nothing stopping him from developing a healthy friendship, right? 👀 There’s also Babe, who’s an infield sub in his second year, who’s got a huge crush on Gene, another starting pitcher. Bill sees right through him and tries to knock some sense into him. We’ll see how well that goes. ;)

Buck normally plays for the Red Sox and is on IR following a broken wrist. He plays catcher with Bull, so they alternate game days. Martin, another pitcher, plays markedly better when Bull is behind the plate. Bull also tends to take rookies under his wing. (Hashey, Julian, and Renee)

Webster is a recent trade from Wilkes-Barre (a Yankee farm team) and he’s, y’know, kinda obnoxious. But he’s a good player! And a good guy! Liebgott (3rd base) just can’t fucking stand him. I’m sure that won’t mount to any sexual tension.

Shifty is their designated hitter, insanely talented and insanely humble. There’s a million more things. Like I said, I have spread sheets. But that’s the basics without going into spoilers. idk if I’ll ever finish this baby, but I love it sm.

Thank you for asking! I love talking about my silly stories and I appreciate the opportunity! ❤️

[thelittlepetfan]

Can you do human au headcannon of bob the builder please

Sure here are my "Can do crew" headcanons (just in general but some are humanised based lmao-)

Still WIP apologises these are all just nonsensical rambles~

Also most i got for designs are ones i made in picrew and just one of them is still very much a wip aaaa-

[Have "Keep Reading" option just so my blog ain't clogged up by long post sorry lmao]

Scoop:

~ 24 ~

~ 2nd April ~

~ 167cm [5'4ft] ~

~ Any ~

~ Questioning ~

Mature and serious most times

Probably the smartest of the crew but still has their moments lmao

Possibly adopted by Bob at a young age, before “Can Do Crew” even became a thing-

The one who gets constantly 'pranked' on (it’s just the silliest of things like them muttering gibberish to his earpiece)

Can come off as very bossy which some of the others find bothersome

Only acts really strict because he hates to be a disappointment

Perfectionist to the core

If anything goes wrong she can get worked up over it for a while and needs breaks to calm down

But always down to have fun when there isn’t any work to be done or on break

They are kind though I swear they aren’t just a bossy meanie head lmao-

Learnt about different identities from their friends and has since been questioning theirs [friends help them with that ofc] all they know is that they ain't cis lmao-

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Muck:

~ 23 ~

~ 27th October ~

~ 171cm [5’6ft] ~

~ Any except He/Him ~

~ Trans MTF Lesbian ~

Very loud and energetic

Likes to goof around but does ofc take her job seriously

Absolute outdoors daytime person WOO-

Has most definitely tried eating mud once in their life tbh

Gender norms are lame they'll either wear the prettiest of dresses or the fanciest of suits depending on how they're feeling [even in general their outfits are either very feminine, masculine or just androgynous]

Just deodorant... constantly

Blunt with opinions

Sarcastic most of the times

Because she has nyctophobia [fear of dark] she [usually prefers to] go to sleep before the sun entirely sets otherwise needs really bright nightlights around

Loves movies by Dreamworks and always forces everyone to watch one one of them during their movie nights need to figure out everyone else aaa

------ Dizzy:

~ 22 ~

~ 22nd June ~

~ 141cm [4’6ft] ~

~ She/Her ~

~ Pansexual ~

Chaotic and sweet

Can never stay still

Always jamming to music especially with her headphones

Football is the best and has trophies for winning local games

She’ll kick the ball around when she needs to let some stress out since talking it out is kind of hard when you can’t find the right words to describe it

Definitely on record for engaging [sometimes starting] fights

Super protective of friends and will throw hands if anyone dares to do anything despite being short

Very encouraging and vocalises it (especially to Lofty lmao)

She picks up a lot of words/sayings from others

She prefers skirts, she likes to twirl in them :)

No matter what she's wearing she will rock out hardcore if there's an opportunity to do so

------ Roley:

~ 25 ~

~ 16th February ~

~ 167cm [5'4ft] ~

~ He/Him ~

~ Bisexual ~

Laid back usually

Aspiring Rockstar

Either humming tunes or full on singing

Also just begun learning to play the guitar

Loves animals but his favourites are birds [sort of an Ornithologist]

Will get excitable and loud if a certain topic intrigues him

Really clumsy

Like Muck, is also very honest with opinions

Says “Rock n Roll” or anything along those lines constantly and just greets people with that even those his meeting for the first time-

LOVES surprise parties; he always gets one for his birthday but is always clueless and gets overly excited about it every time-

Usually takes naps during the day because his busy at night researching different kinds of birds or writing out songs

Loves his friend bird and always uses him to find out any juicy details like the latest gossip around town lmao-

------ Lofty:

~ 23 ~

~ 15th August ~

~ 185cm [6’0ft] ~

~ He/Them ~

~ Aroace ~

Appears unsure most of the time but tries to does do their best

Very jumpy at any sudden noise/movement

Adopted by Wendy

Has Autism and Anxiety

Goes to daily therapy sessions

Some days are just nonverbal (always carry a notebook and pen in hand to write but everyone is patient with them ofc)

Painting helps them distress

Grew up sheltered (before being adopted)

Wears a charm necklace gifted by Wendy daily

Doesn't like Spud because of the constant 'pranks' and apologises and so rarely goes to the farm unless absolutely necessary

Never really wears any short sleeved shirts or shorts, it’s all long sleeves and long pants-

~~~~

Bonus dynamics between them all… most anyway;

Scoop and Lofty become official siblings when Bob and Wendy date/marry

Scoop and Muck are exes and do clash with one another but ofc are close friends

Scoop and Roley are dating (get into a silly squabble over who’s the taller one when they’re literally the same height lmao-)

Muck and Roley have a friendly rivalry and duel one another but it’s never really serious

Muck and Dizzy knew each other before being part of the crew (and thanks to Muck, Dizzy is part of it) and they’re not trusted alone together since it results in chaos they’re absolute besties

Dizzy and Roley geek out over music stuff in general like certain rockstars, buying the CDs of favourite band(s) and will attend gigs/concerts whenever possible

Dizzy and Lofty are in a Queerplatonic relationship (the only two in the crew who truly believe in Santa and that Bob helps him annually) (also she nicknames him “Softy” most of the time and soon he began calling her “Izzy”)

Lofty kind of struggles to keep up with Muck’s energetic persona but they are besties~

(Any unmentioned either just besties or I just need to think on a bit more hm-)

As mentioned they hold movie nights once or twice a week depending on everyone’s mood lmao-

————

[can discuss everyone else in different post aaa]

But there we go woo~

Don’t know how to end this…if you got here thanks for reading and stay safe ya’ll~ 💖

[edgelordfucker]

Do you have anything in the works regarding reader and Belos having sex in the throne room? I feel like Belos would just love to fuck his sweet little thing on the throne

MDNI - MINORS DO NO INTERACT!

BIIIIITTTCHHHHH!!!! I!! LITERALLY!! HAVE ONE!! AND IT'S ALMOST DONNNEEEEEE!!! AAA

It was one that I was using to procrastinate on 'Man Born Knees? Oh Geeze!' and then I finished that, and got stuck on - the working title for "throne room fucking" is "qucik", because I already had a "quickie" from my Jack Morrison Overwatch days (RIP I loved him), and also I can't spell - 'qucik'. Anyways, here's a bite of it! BTW, if anyone has a question about my WIPs, please feel free to ask! There's a chance I have a smooth 500 words about the thing you're thinking of just rottin' in my docs.

This is rough, and needs first pass edits, so the Words are Not Up to My Snuff - if you see something that reads weird, that's why. Hope you enjoy, Anon! 🖤

CW: daddy used as a title.

“Oh, darling, I know it all too well,” he says, longing plain in his voice. “We don’t have much time,” he tells you, dragging you into his lap to straddle his thigh. “Can you get yourself ready to take me?” he asks, desperate. He starts to leverage your hips against him, guiding you to grind.

“Oh!” you whimper, catching his rhythm. He can feel the heat of your cunt start to bleed through his layers. “I’m not wearing any panties,” you say, in a tone of voice that indicates a warning. He growls, yanking your skirt to your waist. 

“I don’t care. I want you to soak my thigh,” he demands. Belos can’t tear his eyes away from your mons, tongue sweltering in his mouth at the way your vulva spreads to cup him, itching with the need to tease your clit. He brings his gloved thumb to brush your lips. “Lick.”

You look up at him with hooded eyes, wetting your lower lip with your tongue before you lead with it, laving it over the leather underside of his gauntlet and then using it to carefully guide your mouth over his thumb. Gently, so as not to get your teeth on the metal half that covers the top of his hands and fingers, he starts to slide it back and forth over your tongue, breath picking up as you bob your head to match his thrusts. 

You whimper when he pulls it out of your mouth, and he chuckles even as he palms your thigh, letting it land at the apex of your outer labia before he presses it right up against your clit and starts to rub counter clockwise, the way you do when you touch yourself. 

“There we go. Doesn’t that feel good?” he asks. 

“Yeah,” you breathe, rolling your hips. His other hand comes up to cup your ass, feeling for the seam of your cunt so he can fuck you open with his fingers. Wait. Fuck. He can’t take his gauntlets off - the timing is going to be close enough as it is. “Touch yourself.” Belos reaches up to grab one of your wrists, but you shake your head. 

“I don’t need my fingers,” you pant, working your hips back and forth, back and forth. “Oh, this feels good.”

“I need you stretched out for me,” he says, dangerously close to begging.

“I want it to hurt,” you tell him, “I want to feel you in my pussy for a week.” Your heavy tits are bouncing, and he skates his hand up to palm one, squeezing roughly over your bra and dress before he switches his grip so that he can roughly pinch your nipple with his thumb and forefinger as he works the rest of your breast with his hand. 

“Fuck,” he snarls, heartbeat in his cock. He’s filled with the indelible urge to thrust as blood swells him to a steel-like hardness. Planting the foot of his opposite leg on the ground, he starts to really give you something to ride. Your head rolls back on your neck as you start to wind your hips, meeting his thigh with the full force of your weight. This adjusts the angle, just a touch, and now your thigh presses against where he’s getting hard. He grunts at the sensation, a little rough, but that just puts the pleasure into a stark relief.

“Oh,” you whimper, “oh, this is going to be so quick.” The strain is apparent in the tension of your brows, your mouth. “Haven’t had you in so long- I can’t make myself come as hard as you do. So good, so good.”

“Am I going to get you off with nothing but my thigh?” he asks. You lean forward, resting your forehead against that of his mask, eyes desperate. 

“Yes! My clit is so sensitive, you feel so good.” Your gaze flicks down to where his mouth would be, and then you tip your head and press your lips in the same spot. Belos moans, toes curling in his boots. Oh, that was unexpected. He can only feel the pressure of your face against his as you give his mask wet, desperate kisses, but, fuck, does this do something for him. He slips his free hand to your back, pressing you closer to him, rocking his hips with yours. 

“You want me that badly?” he pants. “Bad enough to grind against me like a slut, to moan against my mask?” 

“Mmm,” you hum. There’s a wet noise as you pull back, and he grunts, frustrated. “Bet I could get off on it- rubbing my pussy against your mask, riding your face like that.” He surges forward and you meet him, driving him to madness with the noises you make with every touch. “Belos,” you moan, “Daddy, gonna come.” He has to restrain himself to maintain the pace that’s treating you so well.

“Do it.” He pinches your nipple harder, twisting a little to give you that contrast you need.

[hypfic]

Hey, hello and welcome!! Congrats on the blog and i have you have fun writing the request!

I would like to req MTC who is overprotective of their s/o respectively, if that's not much of a hassle to you. Thanks!

aaa sorry these took so long to get to! I’ve had these sitting in my wips and I FINALLY finished them :D 

I hope you enjoy! 

Samatoki [ 碧棺 左馬刻 ]:

Samatoki’s overprotectiveness takes the form of possessiveness. He knows that in a sticky situation that you can handle yourself, but he likes to let it be well known who’s you are

You aren’t surprised at all with Samatoki’s protectiveness and possessiveness. You honestly expected it a little going in

Whenever the two of you are out in public, eyes always follow you. Not only because you’re walking in hand with Samatoki, but because of the piercing glares he gives anyone and everyone who does as much as look your way

At the beginning of your relationship, Samatoki wasn’t keen on PDA, but one particular incident set him off 

The two of you were out on a weekend at a local bar when a man from a rival family approached you. 

Samatoki had stepped out for a moment to speak to someone, and when he got back he saw the other man too close to you for his liking 

He immediately yelled at the man from across the bar, causing you to shake your head and blush 

“Sorry, I’m already here with someone, thanks for the offer though!” You smiled as you stood up

As soon as you were within Samatoki’s reach, a strong arm was secured around your waist. You looked up to see your boyfriend with a grimace on his face

You stood on your toes and kissed his cheek before fishing two cigarettes and a lighter from your bag. You handed him one, lighting your own before igniting his in a cigarette kiss 

Whenever you were in a situation where Samatoki could be possessive, you could handle yourself and take control, but it was always fun to see how your boyfriend acted afterward

Ever since that night, whenever the two of you were out, an arm would always be around your waist or a hand in yours.

Occasionally when his hands on you aren’t enough, Samatoki would pull you in for a kiss, eyes always glaring over your shoulder at whoever was daring to look your way

Jyuto [ 入間銃兎 ]:

Jyuto also expresses his overprotectiveness through possessiveness, although not to as high of an extent 

As an officer, he knows how dangerous the world can be. He knows that you can handle yourself if you ever needed to, but he’d rather not think about you ever having to do that

He’s traditional in the sense of wanting to keep you out of harm's way and looking out for you wherever the two of you may go

Making sure the two of you aren’t out too late is a habit he’s made, he’d rather not do police business on a date night and continue the evening at home 

When you go off somewhere on your own, Jyuto always makes sure that you text when you arrive at your destination in one piece. 

He always insists that he should drive whenever the two of you go out, as well as making sure he knows anyone you’re going out with. None of this is out of jealousy, he just wants to make sure you’re safe 

Jyuto gets possessive whenever the two of you are in the red light district, surprisingly not because of any physical dangers, but because of the people who think they have a chance with you

Maybe part of it is because of his protectiveness and desire to keep you free from danger, but he hates when other men look at you. 

A glance or holding eye contact when you speak to them is fine, but if they dare look you up and down or stare at you for too long, you find yourself in Jyuto’s arms. 

He had no shame when it came to PDA. Absolutely none. If he saw the need to, he would spin you around and pull you in for a kiss. 

One time after a drunkard got too close for comfort, Jyuto moved his arm from around your shoulders to under your hips, lifting you bridal style and carting you out of the bar

You were a flustered mess, but you also found it endearing. Giggling you leaned up and kissed his lips. “Not a fan of drunks?”

“Absolutely not. I should go back and arrest that bastard, he’s been on our radar for weeks.”

“The station’s radar or yours?”

“Both.”

Rio [ 毒島 メイソン 理鶯 ]:

Rio is rather silent in his protectiveness, but he’s definitely the most adamant about it 

He knows you don’t need to be guarded like a damsel in distress, but he makes sure that you know how to protect yourself if he’s not there to protect you 

He insists that you let him teach you self defense martial arts and other methods he learned in the navy

It’s fun learning from Rio, he always knows your limits and how to push you just enough to make sure you make steady progress

Having his strong hands touch your arms and your waist while he corrects you is especially comforting, and his attention to detail is unnecessarily adorable

Rio also shows his protectiveness in small gestures when the two of you are at home

Little things like turning pot handles away from the edge of the stove or spotting you while you’re up on a ladder 

Besides being protective of you in the literal sense, he’s protective in your relationship as well

Rio is a bit of a tease and will wait till the last minute to make an appearance and scare off anyone who oversteps your boundaries 

He has a rather intimidating presence, so his overprotective gestures usually come in the simple form of standing behind you and looking over your shoulder 

Half the time you don’t realize he’s there until whoever is in front of you excuses themselves suddenly with a strange look on their face 

You always have a short moment of confusion before turning around and smiling once you see Rio

After the first incident of the night, Rio makes sure that he’s always by your side and doing something so that people know that you’re his

It’s little things like a hand on your back or shoulder, an arm around your waist, or holding your hand

You reassure him by kissing his cheek and hooking your arm around his, making sure your bodies are always touching even if it’s the smallest ways

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hi hi hi hi hi hello hi i wanna hear abt the void-walkers so sos os so sos o bad hi

HI HI hello thank you,

i've been trying to talk about void-walkers for days but my brain won't function for anything but a ramble so thank u so much for the excuse to ramble <33 i'm gonna do a rough overview here i think!!

OKAY SO!!! [claps] void-walkers are an original supernatural... magical... paranormal.... thing i created for my WIP a modern ghost story, though i'm starting to wonder if i should give them their own wip at this point because the lore. it's getting out of hand.

the short explanation for what a void-walker is is that they're humans whose souls got fuckin YEETED out of their bodies, but done so in a way that didn't kill them. there's more specifics than that, but that's the basic gist.

void-walkers are known by a bunch of other names, but the term 'void-walker' specifically refers to the idea that they literally "walk" a line between the realm of the living and other realms (referred to just as "the void"). this story operates on the idea of the multi-verse and other realms and realities, because i'm such a fan of that as a concept. it's intentionally left a little vague, though <3

void-walkers are created through a very specific murder ritual that requires a lot of time and planning to do correctly. essentially, five people have to die to make one void-walker, and the fifth one to die becomes the void-walker if all steps are performed correctly. if things are botched, it's possible a void-walker will still be created (such as in the case of juno), but that's still very unlikely.

there are actually a few varieties of void-walkers based on the time of their creation, because one of the most important aspects of the ritual is the phase of the moon during which it's performed!! i promise there's a GOOD reason i've been frantically researching the phases of the moon and timing of eclipses in the late 1800s. i promise i have a method here.

they also, for extra fun and flavor, have a variety of supernatural abilities that vary based on which phase the moon was in when they were created, how successfully the ritual was performed, aaand a bunch of other factors but this is getting long.

anyway uhhh okay i'll just list some Facts about void-walkers to round this off.

void-walkers are effectively immortal, but they can still die--they just don't STAY dead, if that makes sense, as without a soul they cannot pass into any afterlife or other realms. so, every time they "die", they come right back and their body heals itself.

essentially, the only way to kill a void-walker permanently is to reunite their soul with their body.

they require less sleep than a regular, living person, but they do still need to sleep sometimes. they also require less food and water, but they do still need it.

one thing all void-walkers have in common is that they can all see and communicate with ghosts. essentially, they can see quote-unquote "beyond the veil." it's a whole thing.

the perfect void-walker is almost completely indistinguishable from a regular human. the more unusual a void-walker looks, the more likely something went wrong in the ritual that created them.

most void-walkers change their names after their creation, as a way of separating themselves from who they once were. not all of them, though; it's 100% a matter of personal choice.

wow okay this was long but thank u for the chance to go AAA