#to be added to and updated as things develop!!

[steamberrystudio]

22/06/2025 Tumblr Update

Helloooo everyone! I am here to update you on When Stars Collide! *dramatic pose*

On time!

FIRST. An announcement:

Yes. Chapter 6 should be publicly releasing this coming Thursday. 

Chapter 6 is currently in early access on Patreon and yeah, a few more days of that before the release goes public.

The jury's in and...so far, everyone agrees that Noel's butt gets many mentions in this release. And that's a good thing.  🍑

Anyway, keep reading for more info about WSC development!

Summary Bullets:

Released the Chapter 6 early access to Patrons

Finished the Chapter 6 Patreon guide

Finished all sprite staging for ch7

Started coding expressions into the menu branching for ch7

Edited two critical scenes for separate characters to add in slightly more variation in how that moment plays out for various LIs.

Wrote, edited, and coded two new scenes for the "No LI off-ramp" section

Created two new BGs 

Worked on a new minor character sprite

Started CG planning for Ch7

Art:

Since my last update I have not done too much art-wise but I did make two new BGs for a sequence in Chapter 7 and I worked on a new minor character sprite.

I actually do have a fair amount of art to do for Chapter 7 - I have 5 minor characters who need sprites, and while I will be re-using the sprite base for some of them, I still will be giving them unique hair, outfits, etc.

And I have the CGs (but that's for later).

The new BGs relate to some of the edits, which required some additional locations.

Writing:

I've been doing a lot of revising for this chapter as I work on coding expressions. 

And I added about 1500 words of new content for some short scenarios in the "No LI" route.

I went back through my Patreon posts and figured out that I first drafted Chapter 7 around September 2023 and then did the main revision of it in April 2024. So it's been a *while.* 

Re-reading it now I think it's natural to want to fix it up given that so much is going on in this chapter. 

Notably, this chapter is so long - over 80k with the new content - that I was clearly struggling with writing the same events multiple times. After the third time, rewriting the same events from a different perspective gets so tiring. I think it can be interesting to see how a different character's involvement in an event can alter how things flow. But it is really tedious to write...

So while I didn't copy/paste anything...they did all have pretty similar events through this one particular section. Thus, while coding in expressions I've also stopped to revise some sections to add a little variability in exactly what happens. 

Other Stuff:

Coding sprite expressions, as I've said.

Usually with sprites, I go through and stage all the comings and goings and sprite positions first. When I get those done, I start coding in expressions, starting with the MC, then going through all the characters individually.

I also usually get the menu branching coded first. This is just because it helps break the routes up into sections so I can keep track of it all better.

This time around, I'm fully coding the expressions in the menu - so first I code Wil's menu faces, then everyone else's menu expressions. 

There are enough choices in this chapter that by the time I have all the menu branching coded with expressions, I'll have about 35% of the total expressions coded. So it's a decent chunk of the overall expression work.

So I've gone through Asher and Daaz so far. And started on Noel.

I have the common route menus done too, of course.

Upcoming Weeks:

A couple of things in upcoming weeks:

As mentioned, Chapter 6 public release will be happening on or around Thursday the 26th!

While that is going on, I'll be continuing to work on sprite expressions for Chapter 7. My goal is to get all the menu expressions done this week which will put expressions at about 35% complete. And then I will continue to work on getting those done. 

Probably going to try to keep doing a bit of art every evening to just get some of that squared away early on instead of saving it all until the end.

Chapter 7 is so massive that I really want to buckle down and focus on trying to get it released by early-mid September if possible. That is when a lot of my free time to game dev will go away and I want to get as much work as possible done while I can.

Anyway, that is all for now. I will see you in a couple of weeks!

[captn3]

fairly odd parents still infecting my brain have a redraw

og screenshot ^ im already working on stuff with backgrounds i dont need to make even more

[bluefuecoco]

it definitely wasnt helped by new horizons being such a botched release. I want to imagine all these people clamoring for new animal crossing content are just new horizons players exclusively, but I imagine some veterans of the series are also causing this problem.

Like, this new video game environment of sending out half-finished games and then "adding more content!" with updates and dlc is a real problem for Animal Crossing, and the fact that New Horizons drew in so many new players with that model is just...awful. New Leaf was released in 2012 and that was it. For YEARS that was the game you got to play. It wasnt until like...a couple years before NH was revealed that we got Welcome Amiibo, which like...a) was a free update and b) didn't "complete" the game, just added to it.

And at the time, everyone knew New Horizons release was rushed. Nintendo crunch time is a real epidemic, and the fact that half the content in the game that we have now wasn't available for MONTHS after the initial release? Like, idk, I don't want to hear about any Animal Crossing news for a few more years. Maybe spin-off games, but the next mainline game I want them to *really* work on.

[sincerity--extreme]

One last "simple" quality of life update on Stardew Valley I'd really like would be an option at Robin to buy the missing resources when building or upgrading a building, only the ones that requires the resources she sells (Wood/hardwood and stone), just charge the amount it would cost to buy the amount we're missing and done (maybe I'm just lazy but like, without mods there ain't much time in the game and in the beginning there's so much I want to do so that'd help a lot)

[youngpettyqueen]

I love that the entire point of this fic was to explain why Hawkeye doesn't have a Purple Heart and it takes like 7k to even. get there

[tofupixel]

⭐ So you want to learn pixel art? ⭐

🔹 Part 1 of ??? - The Basics!

Edit: Now available in Google Doc format if you don't have a Tumblr account 🥰

Hello, my name is Tofu and I'm a professional pixel artist. I have been supporting myself with freelance pixel art since 2020, when I was let go from my job during the pandemic.

My progress, from 2017 to 2024. IMO the only thing that really matters is time and effort, not some kind of natural talent for art.

This guide will not be comprehensive, as nobody should be expected to read allat. Instead I will lean heavily on my own experience, and share what worked for me, so take everything with a grain of salt. This is a guide, not a tutorial. Cheers!

🔹 Do I need money?

NO!!! Pixel art is one of the most accessible mediums out there.

I still use a mouse because I prefer it to a tablet! You won't be at any disadvantage here if you can't afford the best hardware or software.

Because our canvases are typically very small, you don't need a good PC to run a good brush engine or anything like that.

✨Did you know? One of the most skilled and beloved pixel artists uses MS PAINT! Wow!!

🔹 What software should I use?

Here are some of the most popular programs I see my friends and peers using. Stars show how much I recommend the software for beginners! ⭐

💰 Paid options:

⭐⭐⭐ Aseprite (for PC) - $19.99

This is what I and many other pixel artists use. You may find when applying to jobs that they require some knowledge of Aseprite. Since it has become so popular, companies like that you can swap raw files between artists.

Aseprite is amazingly customizable, with custom skins, scripts and extensions on Itch.io, both free and paid.

If you have ever used any art software before, it has most of the same features and should feel fairly familiar to use. It features a robust animation suite and a tilemap feature, which have saved me thousands of hours of labour in my work. The software is also being updated all the time, and the developers listen to the users. I really recommend Aseprite!

⭐ Photoshop (for PC) - Monthly $$

A decent option for those who already are used to the PS interface. Requires some setup to get it ready for pixel-perfect art, but there are plenty of tutorials for doing so.

Animation is also much more tedious on PS which you may want to consider before investing time!

⭐⭐ ProMotion NG (for PC) - $19.00

An advanced and powerful software which has many features Aseprite does not, including Colour Cycling and animated tiles.

⭐⭐⭐ Pixquare (for iOS) - $7.99 - $19.99 (30% off with code 'tofu'!!)

Probably the best app available for iPad users, in active development, with new features added all the time.

Look! My buddy Jon recommends it highly, and uses it often.

One cool thing about Pixquare is that it takes Aseprite raw files! Many of my friends use it to work on the same project, both in their office and on the go.

⭐ Procreate (for iOS) - $12.99

If you have access to Procreate already, it's a decent option to get used to doing pixel art. It does however require some setup. Artist Pixebo is famously using Procreate, and they have tutorials of their own if you want to learn.

⭐⭐ ReSprite iOS and Android. (free trial, but:) $19.99 premium or $$ monthly

ReSprite is VERY similar in terms of UI to Aseprite, so I can recommend it. They just launched their Android release!

🆓 Free options:

⭐⭐⭐ Libresprite (for PC)

Libresprite is an alternative to Aseprite. It is very, very similar, to the point where documentation for Aseprite will be helpful to Libresprite users.

⭐⭐ Pixilart (for PC and mobile)

A free in-browser app, and also a mobile app! It is tied to the website Pixilart, where artists upload and share their work. A good option for those also looking to get involved in a community.

⭐⭐ Dotpict (for mobile)

Dotpict is similar to Pixilart, with a mobile app tied to a website, but it's a Japanese service. Did you know that in Japanese, pixel art is called 'Dot Art'? Dotpict can be a great way to connect with a different community of pixel artists! They also have prompts and challenges often.

🔹 So I got my software, now what?

◽Nice! Now it's time for the basics of pixel art.

❗ WAIT ❗ Before this section, I want to add a little disclaimer. All of these rules/guidelines can be broken at will, and some 'no-nos' can look amazing when done intentionally.

The pixel-art fundamentals can be exceedingly helpful to new artists, who may feel lost or overwhelmed by choice. But if you feel they restrict you too harshly, don't force yourself! At the end of the day it's your art, and you shouldn't try to contort yourself into what people think a pixel artist 'should be'. What matters is your own artistic expression. 💕����

◽Phew! With that out of the way...

🔸"The Rules"

There are few hard 'rules' of pixel art, mostly about scaling and exporting. Some of these things will frequently trip up newbies if they aren't aware, and are easy to overlook.

🔹Scaling method

There are a couple ways of scaling your art. The default in most art programs, and the entire internet, is Bi-linear scaling, which usually works out fine for most purposes. But as pixel artists, we need a different method.

Both are scaled up x10. See the difference?

On the left is scaled using Bilinear, and on the right is using Nearest-Neighbor. We love seeing those pixels stay crisp and clean, so we use nearest-neighbor. 

(Most pixel-art programs have nearest-neighbor enabled by default! So this may not apply to you, but it's important to know.)

🔹Mixels

Mixels are when there are different (mixed) pixel sizes in the same image.

Here I have scaled up my art- the left is 200%, and the right is 150%. Yuck!

As we can see, the "pixel" sizes end up different. We generally try to scale our work by multiples of 100 - 200%, 300% etc. rather than 150%. At larger scales however, the minute differences in pixel sizes are hardly noticeable!

Mixels are also sometimes seen when an artist scales up their work, then continues drawing on it with a 1 pixel brush.

Many would say that this is not great looking! This type of pixels can be indicative of a beginner artist. But there are plenty of creative pixel artists out there who mixels intentionally, making something modern and cool.

🔹Saving Your Files

We usually save our still images as .PNGs as they don’t create any JPEG artifacts or loss of quality. It's a little hard to see here, but there are some artifacts, and it looks a little blurry. It also makes the art very hard to work with if we are importing a JPEG.

For animations .GIF is good, but be careful of the 256 colour limit. Try to avoid using too many blending mode layers or gradients when working with animations. If you aren’t careful, your animation could flash afterwards, as the .GIF tries to reduce colours wherever it can. It doesn’t look great!

Here's an old piece from 2021 where I experienced .GIF lossiness, because I used gradients and transparency, resulting in way too many colours.

🔹Pixel Art Fundamentals - Techniques and Jargon

❗❗Confused about Jaggies? Anti-Aliasing? Banding? Dithering? THIS THREAD is for you❗❗ << it's a link, click it!!

As far as I'm concerned, this is THE tutorial of all time for understanding pixel art. These are techniques created and named by the community of people who actually put the list together, some of the best pixel artists alive currently. Please read it!!

🔸How To Learn

Okay, so you have your software, and you're all ready to start. But maybe you need some more guidance? Try these tutorials and resources! It can be helpful to work along with a tutorial until you build your confidence up.

⭐⭐ Pixel Logic (A Digital Book) - $10 A very comprehensive visual guide book by a very skilled and established artist in the industry. I own a copy myself.

⭐⭐⭐ StudioMiniBoss - free A collection of visual tutorials, by the artist that worked on Celeste! When starting out, if I got stuck, I would go and scour his tutorials and see how he did it.

⭐ Lospec Tutorials - free A very large collection of various tutorials from all over the internet. There is a lot to sift through here if you have the time.

⭐⭐⭐ Cyangmou's Tutorials - free (tipping optional) Cyangmou is one of the most respected and accomplished modern pixel artists, and he has amassed a HUGE collection of free and incredibly well-educated visual tutorials. He also hosts an educational stream every week on Twitch called 'pixelart for beginners'.

⭐⭐⭐ Youtube Tutorials - free There are hundreds, if not thousands of tutorials on YouTube, but it can be tricky to find the good ones. My personal recommendations are MortMort, Brandon, and AdamCYounis- these guys really know what they're talking about!

🔸 How to choose a canvas size

When looking at pixel art turorials, we may see people suggest things like 16x16, 32x32 and 64x64. These are standard sizes for pixel art games with tiles. However, if you're just making a drawing, you don't necessarily need to use a standard canvas size like that.

What I like to think about when choosing a canvas size for my illustrations is 'what features do I think it is important to represent?' And make my canvas as small as possible, while still leaving room for my most important elements.

Imagine I have characters in a scene like this:

I made my canvas as small as possible (232 x 314), but just big enough to represent the features and have them be recognizable (it's Good Omens fanart 😤)!! If I had made it any bigger, I would be working on it for ever, due to how much more foliage I would have to render.

If you want to do an illustration and you're not sure, just start at somewhere around 100x100 - 200x200 and go from there.

It's perfectly okay to crop your canvas, or scale it up, or crunch your art down at any point if you think you need a different size. I do it all the time! It only takes a bit of cleanup to get you back to where you were.

🔸Where To Post

Outside of just regular socials, Twitter, Tumblr, Deviantart, Instagram etc, there are a few places that lean more towards pixel art that you might not have heard of.

⭐ Lospec Lospec is a low-res focused art website. Some pieces get given a 'monthly masterpiece' award. Not incredibly active, but I believe there are more features being added often.

⭐⭐ Pixilart Pixilart is a very popular pixel art community, with an app tied to it. The community tends to lean on the young side, so this is a low-pressure place to post with an relaxed vibe.

⭐⭐ Pixeljoint Pixeljoint is one of the big, old-school pixel art websites. You can only upload your art unscaled (1x) because there is a built-in zoom viewer. It has a bit of a reputation for being elitist (back in the 00s it was), but in my experience it's not like that any more. This is a fine place for a pixel artist to post if they are really interested in learning, and the history. The Hall of Fame has some of the most famous / impressive pixel art pieces that paved the way for the work we are doing today.

⭐⭐⭐ Cafe Dot Cafe Dot is my art server so I'm a little biased here. 🍵 It was created during the recent social media turbulence. We wanted a place to post art with no algorithms, and no NFT or AI chuds. We have a heavy no-self-promotion rule, and are more interested in community than skill or exclusivity. The other thing is that we have some kind of verification system- you must apply to be a Creator before you can post in the Art feed, or use voice. This helps combat the people who just want to self-promo and dip, or cause trouble, as well as weed out AI/NFT people. Until then, you are still welcome to post in any of the threads or channels. There is a lot to do in Cafe Dot. I host events weekly, so check the threads!

⭐⭐/r/pixelart The pixel art subreddit is pretty active! I've also heard some of my friends found work through posting here, so it's worth a try if you're looking. However, it is still Reddit- so if you're sensitive to rude people, or criticism you didn't ask for, you may want to avoid this one. Lol

🔸 Where To Find Work

You need money? I got you! As someone who mostly gets scouted on social media, I can share a few tips with you:

Put your email / portfolio in your bio Recruiters don't have all that much time to find artists, make it as easy as possible for someone to find your important information!

Clean up your profile If your profile feed is all full of memes, most people will just tab out rather than sift through. Doesn't apply as much to Tumblr if you have an art tag people can look at.

Post regularly, and repost Activity beats everything in the social media game. It's like rolling the dice, and the more you post the more chances you have. You have to have no shame, it's all business baby

Outside of just posting regularly and hoping people reach out to you, it can be hard to know where to look. Here are a few places you can sign up to and post around on.

/r/INAT INAT (I Need A Team) is a subreddit for finding a team to work with. You can post your portfolio here, or browse for people who need artists.

/r/GameDevClassifieds Same as above, but specifically for game-related projects.

Remote Game Jobs / Work With Indies Like Indeed but for game jobs. Browse them often, or get email notifications.

VGen VGen is a website specifically for commissions. You need a code from another verified artist before you can upgrade your account and sell, so ask around on social media or ask your friends. Once your account is upgraded, you can make a 'menu' of services people can purchase, and they send you an offer which you are able to accept, decline, or counter.

The evil websites of doom: Fiverr and Upwork I don't recommend them!! They take a big cut of your profit, and the sites are teeming with NFT and AI people hoping to make a quick buck. The site is also extremely oversaturated and competitive, resulting in a race to the bottom (the cheapest, the fastest, doing the most for the least). Imagine the kind of clients who go to these websites, looking for the cheapest option. But if you're really desperate...

🔸 Community

I do really recommend getting involved in a community. Finding like-minded friends can help you stay motivated to keep drawing. One day, those friends you met when you were just starting out may become your peers in the industry. Making friends is a game changer!

Discord servers Nowadays, the forums of old are mostly abandoned, and people split off into many different servers. Cafe Dot, Pixel Art Discord (PAD), and if you can stomach scrolling past all the AI slop, you can browse Discord servers here.

Twitch Streams Twitch has kind of a bad reputation for being home to some of the more edgy gamers online, but the pixel art community is extremely welcoming and inclusive. Some of the people I met on Twitch are my friends to this day, and we've even worked together on different projects! Browse pixel art streams here, or follow some I recommend: NickWoz, JDZombi, CupOhJoe, GrayLure, LumpyTouch, FrankiePixelShow, MortMort, Sodor, NateyCakes, NyuraKim, ShinySeabass, I could go on for ever really... There are a lot of good eggs on Pixel Art Twitch.

🔸 Other Helpful Websites

Palettes Lospec has a huge collection of user-made palettes, for any artist who has trouble choosing their colours, or just wants to try something fun. Rejected Palettes is full of palettes that didn't quite make it onto Lospec, ran by people who believe there are no bad colours.

The Spriters Resource TSR is an incredible website where users can upload spritesheets and tilesets from games. You can browse for your favourite childhood game, and see how they made it! This website has helped me so much in understanding how game assets come together in a scene.

VGMaps Similar to the above, except there are entire maps laid out how they would be played. This is incredible if you have to do level design, or for mocking up a scene for fun.

Game UI Database Not pixel-art specific, but UI is a very challenging part of graphics, so this site can be a game-changer for finding good references!

Retronator A digital newspaper for pixel-art lovers! New game releases, tutorials, and artworks!

Itch.io A website where people can upload, games, assets, tools... An amazing hub for game devs and game fans alike. A few of my favourite tools: Tiled, PICO-8, Pixel Composer, Juice FX, Magic Pencil for Aseprite

🔸 The End?

This is just part 1 for now, so please drop me a follow to see any more guides I release in the future. I plan on doing some writeups on how I choose colours, how to practise, and more!

I'm not an expert by any means, but everything I did to get to where I am is outlined in this guide. Pixel art is my passion, my job and my hobby! I want pixel art to be recognized everywhere as an art-form, a medium of its own outside of game-art or computer graphics!

This guide took me a long time, and took a lot of research and experience. Consider following me or supporting me if you are feeling generous.

And good luck to all the fledgling pixel artists, I hope you'll continue and have fun. I hope my guide helped you, and don't hesitate to send me an ask if you have any questions! 💕

My other tutorials (so far): How to draw Simple Grass for a game Hue Shifting

[rainymess]

Lets talk about some of the new changes happening with the remastered version of OFF!!! (LETS FUCKING GOOOOO!!!!!)

All this info is from the Mortis Ghost stream he made talking about the game!

There's now a respawn function! When you die, it gives you an option to start back at the room you originally died in

There's now a hint button you can press when you're unsure what to do next or if a puzzle is a little too hard

Updated animations/sprites (footstep trails! ladder animation!)

New main menu screen!

Zacharie's shop menu is also new!

New things are in the game that can't be shown yet, but here's some info we are allowed to know about;

Battle system has been reworked, more balanced and more fun

There will be more announcements in the future about the development of the game!

They no longer have the rights to the OG music + soundtrack so they have to remake it all for this version

The original game will forever be free and the original soundtrack will stay on that version too

New content including new secrets, new bosses, new areas and more!

Will release in English and French at first and will later get a Japanese version at another date

Could (probably) have Steam achievements though he's unsure

Some new lore is being added in the comic book that's only available in the Switch Collector's Edition

EDIT:

I'm a fool that didn't post the links-- Here's the stream vod! The Twitter trailer! And here's the website that talks more about the remaster, including where to wishlist it on Steam and more info on the Switch version!

[clownsuu]

Getting back into your Mob!Au for Welcome Home, but I forgot everyone's rolls in the mob! Can we get a refresher of the gang's responsibilities? I know Wally is the boss, Howdy runs the bar, Frank is financial manager, and Dusty protects the vault... but past that, I'm lost!

o h m a n its been a while since I worked, or even thought about these goobers lore wise JJHFGKSFF-- like holy moly I even forgot how to draw em (so take a test doodle lmAo)

cw bug/swarm silhouettes

But what from I remember, here's a list of their respected jobs (in order of Rank)

(for the main cast for now) (there may or may not be anything missing, or added/updated)

Wally: Obviously their most "enthusiastic" Boss. He doesn't do too much besides approve/reject orders, enforce rules, and be a casual reminder that, you are indeed, here forever*. Owns several brands ranging WILDLY (from cigs, to ovens, to baby diapers etc etc. Seemingly random, totally not a fire hazard)

Barnaby: Wally's Left-hand bodyguard. The boss isnt quite the greatest when it comes to discussions with potential clients/neighbors, so Barnaby is usually the one who does all the sweet talking for him. Usually the one who recommends "party" plans.

Howdy: Wally's Right-hand bodyguard. Due to his silent nature, he's purely there to be commanded however the boss sees fit. When not on duty as a guard, he's tending the company building's bar (open to the public on ground floor) and refilling stock.

Frank: Oh goodie look who ranked up! HEAVILY overworked however. He alone deals with all of the most boring of tasks, which include (but not limited to): Keeping every single paper file organized and up to date, calling in appointments for the boss and sometimes the family members, running errands, quality inspection in case they need to call in for second or even third party quality inspection, make online orders, make physical orders, update the decorative flora, plan events, put "party" plans into motion or reject due to budget, also cancel said planned events due to Sally, make sure the nursery is stocked and full, refill not bar exclusive fridges, haggling, getting rid of evidence, planting fake evidence, and so so so so so so so so much more! an alcoholic, and not-too recently started smoking.

Poppy: The only nurse who's available 24/7. Due to her severe insistent and persistent paranoia and anxiety, her workload has been reduced considerably (and shoved onto Frank.) On weekends, on her own accord, she likes to make everyone breakfast and serve it at the bar before everyone wakes up. Usually Howdy is awake as well and helps her whenever available.

Julie: Secondary nurse and "private" assassin. Specializes in poisons/antidotes, and organized crimes. Despite being a nurse, she's rarely doing nurse work, and instead can be found constantly reworking formulas, creating mind altering substances, and hunting for someone who's perhaps willing to be her guineapig to do test trials on (nobody ever is). Sometimes takes pity on Frank and helps him with their work. Sometimes.

Sally: "Public" assassin and a complete menace. Incredibly sloppy with her work and not completely reliable with making sure someone is dead unless she's allowed explosives (She's blacklisted from ever doing so again.) Developed a love for the next best thing: tasers. Mainly used to trash enemy bases and send a message that the mob doesn't take too kindly to their recent behaviors. Basically a physical embodiment of (and nicknamed) "Cease and Desist".

[venusalexian]

solet III

official little sister

alexia putellas x teen!reader & barça femení x teen!reader

in which you are a very sleepy teen and Alexia needs to be better at communicating

“Hey, Ale! Anything you need us to bring over to yours for tonight?” asks Irene as they move to the locker room after their gym session.

“Huh, for what?” Alexia is only half-listening. She had opened her phone to find your usual daily update in the new family group chat.

At first, you had insisted on having a group chat with Ale and your grandparents so you wouldn’t have to worry about making sure you shared everything necessary with them one by one. Over time, you started using it just to send daily compilations to your grandparents on weekdays and to Ale on weekends when you switched houses.

When Olga found out, she had pouted at Ale and sheepishly asked if she could be in it too, especially for the weeks in which she had to be out travelling. You added her happily, not having thought that she’d want to be in it, still a bit unsure of your dynamic. You had felt warmth at her insistence on being involved in your life. Ale was the happiest about it. Then, during your second or third dinner with Ale’s family, Eli and Alba find out about it and demand to be included. You couldn’t believe how much your circle had expanded in just a few weeks.

[pictures of you with friends and teammates] good day over here! classes were fine and the math exam went well (i think, i hope). lunch was… okay. they could do better :( and training was great! and now i’m getting a snack with the girls before getting the train to ale’s and napping because i’m sooooo tired. hope everyone had a good day too!

Alexia loves these updates and instinctively smiles while looking at the pictures and reading the paragraph with your high-pitched teen voice.

“Ale!” Irene snaps her fingers in front of her face. “For team bonding, it’s at yours tonight.”

Alexia blanches. Right. Tema bonding. At her house. She had agreed to it weeks ago, a weekend in which both Olga and Alba were out of town feeling like the best time to host the craziness of her teammates on a Thursday night.

But that was before. Before a teenager moved into her house. Before her days began to be filled with school notes, teenage drama, and syncing schedules to as much as possible be present for your games and events. Team bonding was not in that schedule.

Most importantly, the team didn’t exactly know yet. She hadn’t meant to keep it a secret. But she wanted things to be calm at the beginning, and not face any input from outside your families about the situation. She wanted you to get comfortable without external judgment. So while the team knew who you were by now, after relentless teasing from the younger players who you were closer to, they didn’t know all of the new developments.

”Um, so… I completely forgot about it. Could we, um, reschedule?”

”No, Ale. C’mon. We have a full schedule for the next four weeks starting this weekend. We need this now for team morale before the upcoming crucial games.”

Irene is right, but Alexia is still reluctant to let go of the protective bubble your life had become.

”Besides, I know you don’t have anything better to do because both your girlfriend and your sister are out of town.”

“Hey! I could have other plans, I have friends, you know.”

”You could, but you don’t. You can’t just back out because you’re tired and the kids are a handful. It’s your turn to suffer through their destructive tendencies while playing videogames.”

“Hey, we aren’t that bad!” Vicky responds to the teasing.

”You scared Bagheera with your yelling so much he did not come out from under the couch until the next day.”

“Slander! Exaggeration!” Jana, Vicky, and Pina continue to defend themselves.

“Okay, okay. Let's get back on track.” Irene exclaims to quiet the locker room. “So in a couple of hours, at your house. Yes, Ale?”

Alexia is distracted again by a new message in the group chat.

[picture of you in comfy sweats, eyes half closed, resting on your bed] home safe. nap time She is only half-aware of her answer.

“Mmmh, Yes, of course.”

”Great! See you soon Capi!”

Alexia only realizes too late that she has ended up agreeing to hosting the team bonding night. Now she has to prepare for an interrogation, great.

By the time Alexia gets home, you are still napping in your new room. You look so peaceful, and Alexia knows you have been very busy and tired this week with training and exams. She can’t wake you up now, just to potentially make you more anxious, so she decides to let you sleep and rest. There are still a couple of hours before they come around, either way. There’s time.

She’s wrong. Before she realizes how much time has gone by, her teammates are already knocking at her door. You are still asleep, and now it’s too late to warn you about it. She sends you a text, hoping that it is enough and that you will see it when you wake up from your nap.

She’s wrong again. You don’t look at your phone when you wake up. Instead, you come out sluggishly, rubbing your eyes, and walk towards Ale, who is leaning in the doorframe of the hallway that hosts your bedrooms. Your half-asleep brain is ignorant of everything and everyone around the house. On autopilot, you lean completely against Ale and hide your face from the light by smushing it against her shoulder. She rights herself and slides her arms around you into a hug, pulling you more firmly against her chest. This motion is still so new, but is slowly becoming second-nature for you both.

“Hey, solet, good nap?”

“Mmmh.” You press your face harder against her shoulder, not really ready to talk yet, with sleep still clouding your mind.

Ale lowers her arms to let you go, but you whine discontentedly.

“Okay, okay.” She hugs you again, presses her smile and a kiss to your head.

As you slowly come to lucidity,  you realise the context that you have walked into. You turn your head and see over twenty faces staring at you, in shock. And then the team’s questions start, all at the same time. You shriek, wide-eyed and definitely awake now, and run back to your room.

You can hear Ale quieting her teammates and then walking to your room, even though you’ve flopped face-down into your bed with a pillow over your head.

“Hey, solet. All good?” You just grunt in response.

“I’m sorry. I should have told you beforehand. I texted you, hoping you’d see it when you woke up.” You don’t have to glance at her to know she’s wincing. You still don’t uncover your face.

“I’m sorry, I just wanted to let you sleep, you’ve been so busy and tired this week.” You peek a bit from your hiding place. Ale still has a sheepish smile.

“It’s okay. It’s your house.” You mumble against the comforter, still not willing to fully come out, but looking at Ale from the side. “Hey, no, that is not what I meant.” Ale frowns. “This is also your space, and it wasn’t right for me to not give you proper notice before they came in. I’m so sorry, solet.”

You remove the pillow from your head entirely now. You really don’t wanna make her feel guilty. Yes, she should have told you, but it wasn’t that bad. There’s still something nagging at the back of your mind, though.

“Are you mad?” You whisper it, scared of the answer. “That they know about this?”

This, you living there, Ale’s increasingly important role in your life, your newfound dependency on her, well, maternal comfort and involvement.

“No. No, solet.” She looks so sad at your question, at your hesitation and evident insecurity. “I did want you not to have to deal with too many people during such a change, but I am happy that they know now. This is special to me, and I’m so excited for them to get to know you more like I have.” Her smile is back to that open, soft expression she tends to have with you. It reassures you just as much as her words.

“Okay. Thank you for apologizing.” You mirror her smile. “Hug?” You turn around and throw your hands out towards her. She doesn’t hesitate to comply.

“So, what’s going on and why’s everyone here?” You ask without pulling away, Ale is playing with your hair, and nothing calms you more than this action.

“It’s team bonding night. I forgot I had volunteered for it a while ago, before you moved in, so it had completely skipped my mind until Irene reminded me at training. I couldn’t say no then. It’s very relaxed, though. We’re just chatting, and the younger ones are setting up their video games on our TV as we speak. You can join us if and when you want. Or I can wrap it up entirely now, I don’t think they’d push against it much now, considering the situation. And if you do join us, I’ll make sure they don’t accost you with an interrogation. It’s all on your terms, yeah?”

You pull back a bit from the hug.

“Don’t call it off, it’s okay. I will join you. I mean, they’re your teammates and our friends, right? They should get used to this.” Ale beams at your smirk and new confidence.

“Perfect! Take your time, solet.”

“Yeah, thanks Ale.”

“Oh, and pizza will be here soon.”

You jump out of bed excitedly.

“Pizza! You should have led with that. Come on, let’s go Ale! Let’s go!”

“I should have known the promise of pizza would immediately change your mood.” Ale laughs at your eagerness.

“Pizza is life, Ale.”

“Pizza is pizza, solet.”

Ale also gets up from your bed.

“I’m gonna go and answer some of their questions, and then I’ll make sure they don’t bother you. Don’t feel pressured to come out immediately. You can also just grab pizza and watch a movie in your room or something. Whatever you need, yeah?”

“Yes, Ale. But I promise I’m good now; it was a bit of a shock, but I’m okay. I’ll be right behind you; just let me put something on that is a bit more presentable.”

“Okay, good. I want them to get to know you better.” There it is again, the soft smile that warms you.

She takes her leave, but you stop her one last time as she’s crossing the threshold of your room.

“Oh, and Ale?”

“Yeah?”

“I might have texted Eli and Olga when I was upset right after running into my room.”

Ale groans; she knows her phone must be exploding with another interrogation.

When you come out about fifteen minutes later, there is no dramatic shock. The girls don’t question Ale’s squeeze of your arm as you pass by her and grab a couple of slices from the kitchen. Or her smile and head-shaking as you wolf the slices down before making your way to the couch, where the younger players have finished setting up the console. You’re sheepish as you approach, unsure if they’ll be upset at being left in the dark, especially the ones that still share a locker room with you in the B team.

You have nothing to worry about, though.

Sydney and Vicky just pat the spot between them on the floor that has been covered by pillows, and Jana pushes your shoulders back, making you rest your back on her legs as she sits behind you on the couch. Vicky, Pina, Esmee and Cata are all playing right now, and you join easily in their trash-talking and play-fighting. The controllers are passed around round after round, and you even manage to win a couple of games, which makes you grin and gloat as they tease you. Eventually, the older players join you in the chairs and seats around the couch, and you switch the video games to the men’s game.

You rest more firmly against Jana, who has also started to play with your hair and massage your scalp. The calming motion, the light commentary, and the warm, familiar atmosphere lull you to sleep again, as the taxing week has made you need to catch up on your sleep.

Alexia notices as the game enters overtime. The older players around her grin at how she melts and smiles softly as she sees you so relaxed. Despite her constant public pushback at being deemed maternal to younger players, their friend has truly assumed the role in your life, even if both of you are still hesitant to speak it out loud.

She gently shakes you awake as the rest of the players slightly clean up the living room from the mess it has become.

“Come on, solet, bedtime for you.”

You should feel self-conscious about the older girls seeing you like this, but sleepiness is once again preventing your awkwardness from jumping out.

“Mmmh, yes, Ale. Night.” You close your eyes again while resting against the couch.

“No, silly, to your room.”

“Too far.”

“Solet you can’t sleep on the floor.”

“Yes, I can, I was just doing so.” You can faintly hear snickering in the back, but you’re not awake enough to care.

Ale doesn’t refute you this time. Instead, you just feel her grab your back and legs to lift you. Your head drops to her shoulder, and your body relaxes further in her hold. She carries you to your bed and tucks you in. Tomorrow, you’ll blush bright red at being told about this scene from Sydney, but today you are too tired and content to do anything but burrow further into your bed and sleepily thank Ale.

You’re also too asleep to hear the scene on the other side of your bedroom door.

Ale softly closes your door and turns around to finish tidying and making sure everyone has a safe way home. But when she reenters the living room, all her teammates are just staring at her with the broadest smirks. She should have seen this coming. She’s ushering them out of the door as they hound her with cheeky questions.

“So… we have an official little sister?

“No.”

“Will you be carrying me like that, too, if I fall asleep on the plane?”

“You’re all adults.”

“Can we call you mom now?”

“Absolutely not.”

“Can we call her our baby?”

“She’ll decide that.”

Irene lingers by the door and waits for everyone else to leave ahead. Before closing the door behind her, she turns around to Alexia one last time. 

“You know, it suits you. And you’ll do well, you’ll be good for her, don’t doubt it.”

Alexia really appreciates her words, as a friend and as a mother. She’s probably the person she’s had a more challenging time not discussing her new life with. She just nods, and knows that’s enough for them to understand each other. But Irene doesn’t leave without one last dig.

“Can’t believe you have a kid that’s older than mine, though.”

Alexia doesn’t correct her; there are no false pretenses with Irene, she knows.

N/A

and last re-upload! new story before the end of the week, so excited to make solet's world bigger :)

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[skullsfiction]

say you’ll never let me go

pairing: max verstappen x teammate!reader

summary: from strangers, to friends, to some weird in between, you and max had developed a good relationship. that was until redbull decided that it was more profitable for them to have rivals rather then teammates. next thing you know, you and max are arguing at every corner— and can’t stand being in the same room together. you both want nothing more but to win, but will winning fill that hole in your heart that so desperately wants to be filled?

status: ongoing + playlist

word count: tbd

tags: lots of misogyny. fem!reader. angst, fluff, comedy, allll of it. smau mixed with actual writing. friends -> ENEMIES -> lovers? he falls first and harder. races written in the series will not be the same as races in real life! slowish updates. more will be added as the chapters are released!

chapters

chapter 01 | bring the lion out

blurbs

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[eddiesxangel]

The Nanny | E.M x f!reader

Anon requested :I have an idea for a smut for Eddie. Okay, so the reader is like a babysitter for Eddie, so the reader takes a video of playing with Eddie’s kid and sends it to him. When Eddie watches the video, however, Eventually, his eyes are only on the reader; he becomes attracted to the reader and gets stiff. But the reader did this on purpose for that reason, and so when Eddie gets home, his kid is asleep, and it’s just him and the reader, and they start to get intimate, and one thing leads to another …

Wc: 2.9k

Cw: smut, oral (f&m receving), p in v, unprotected sex, pull and pray

When you got the job about a year ago, you were out of school and desperate for a full-time job to pay the bills. You saw his ad for a live-in Nanny in the paper and jumped at the opportunity.

When you started this nannying business, you never thought you would fall for the handsome dad who hired you.

The family you learned was a father and daughter. Eddie was a widower. His wife had died five years previously, and he had a seven-year-old little girl.

Eddie was a dedicated manager and owner of a construction company in town. His hours were unpredictable, so he asked for your help getting his daughter, Charlotte, ready for school in the early mornings and picking her up. To accommodate your assistance, Eddie has constructed a small house in his backyard for you to stay in, providing you with your own space.

During the year you spent with Charlotte, you formed a deep bond with her, and she became your favourite person. You both shared numerous activities, such as shopping, getting your nails done, having sleepovers, and attending her dance classes.

You supported her at every recital and never missed her soccer games, even when Eddie couldn't attend. Your time with Charlotte became an irreplaceable part of your life.

Your relationship with Eddie grew as the year went on. You became more attracted to him. He was so charming, funny, and handsome. He made you feel welcomed like you were part of the family—the family you wished was real.

Eddie has been away for the last few days; he will be home this evening, but you still wanted to send him some updates about Charlotte. You sent him a video of you guys at the community pool. She loved swimming, and you couldn’t help but want to flirt. Did you wear this specific bathing suit so he would see it? Yes. You can’t help but want to get his attention, to have him look at you the way you look at him.

You were on the splash pad, and thought it would be cute to show a video of you and Charlotte running through the sprinkler. You set up your phone against the wall for balance and click record. You and her squealed as the water was cold on your bare skin. You were smiling and laughing together the whole time. You hoped Eddie found it cute…

Eddie was in the airport lounge when he received a notification on his phone. He smiled when he saw that your contact had disrupted his podcast.

He paused his show and swiped to see what you had sent him. The video began with a scene of Charlotte, soaked and jumping up and down, with her two missing front teeth visible. Eddie smirked at the sight. He loved his baby; he missed her so much. The video continues, and when you come into the shot, his eyes widen as he watches you run toward Charlotte. His eyes can't help but stare. Your ass bounced as you ran back towards his daughter; your tight bathing suit clung to your every curve. The sight of your body so exposed, your wet skin glistening in the sun, Eddie couldn’t help but feel his excitement start to grow.

You giggled and laughed as you picked her up and ran with her through the water. Your smile was so genuine, and Eddie hated that he had developed an attraction to you other than liking your personality.

When the video finished, you sent another text, but this time, it was not what Eddie had expected. When he clicked back to the chat, he almost dropped his phone because he was so shocked. Right under the wholesome video of you and Charlotte was a picture of you lying on your bed, hand draped across your naked chest.

He was looking around. To make sure nobody else saw what he was looking at, he opened the photo, and he could see more of your bare skin than he ever thought possible.

Flustered and confused, Eddie didn’t know what to make of this. Did you mean to send it by accident? Was this meant for someone else? The thought of it supposed to be for someone else sent a pang of jealousy through Eddie’s chest.

The overhead speaker saying the fight Eddie was supposed to be boarding was what snapped him out of his thoughts. The whole flight would feel extra long now that this would be all Eddie would think about. He couldn’t get home fast enough.

Eddie never replied to your video and didn’t respond to the picture you decided to take for him. You’re unsure what came over you, but you wanted a clear message. You didn’t think the video would do anything, so you got bold.

You started to regret your decision about the picture. Maybe you will lose your job. Perhaps you could play it off as an accident, pretending you didn’t know you had sent it to him.

It didn’t matter because it had been hours, and Eddie would be home any minute.

Trying to ignore the feeling of panic by distracting yourself by cooking dinner, you hear the front door click open.

“Honey, I’m home,” Eddie’s deep voice rings through the front hallway. Your stomach turns upside down at the sound of his voice.

“In here,” you try to keep your voice calm. Maybe he hasn’t seen it yet.

“Daddy!” Charlotte leaps off the kitchen chair and charges her way to her father. He’s been gone three days, the longest he has ever been away.

“Hi, handsome.” You smile as Eddie makes an appearance with Charlotte in his arms.

“H-hi,” he stutters, and his cheeks are a rose pink. He totally saw the photos.

“Dinner is almost ready,” you say, turning back to the stove, trying to hide your awkwardness about what you’ve done.

Eddie cleared his throat and took a seat as though nothing had happened. However, his mind was racing. He wanted to discuss it with you but didn’t know how to approach the situation.

Dinner was okay. You both tried to ignore the elephant in the room for Charlotte’s sake. You asked him questions about the trip, and he asked what you guys got up to. You let Charlotte do most of the talking. She eventually got bored and asked to watch a movie with both of you.

The tension could be cut with a knife as you and Eddie stole glances at one another while Charlotte was obviously enthralled by the princess singing about love in the big flatscreen.

After another hour and a half of torture, Charlotte passed out on her father’s shoulder. He smirks and says he’s putting her to bed and you stand to clean up the mess that was left in the kitchen after dinner.

A few minutes after watching the dishes, Eddie returns to the kitchen.

“You don’t have to clean; you’ve been on the clock for three days straight; I can take over. You sit and have a drink, relax.” He approaches you from behind.

“I don’t mind; youve been travelling all day; it’s my job to take care of you.” You look over your shoulder to see Eddie much closer than you thought.

“No, it’s your job to take care of Charlotte.” He raises a brow.

“What if I like taking care of you?” you drop the clean fork into the right side of the sink with all the other clean dishes.

“Sweetheart, about that…”

“Yes?” You turn excitedly.

“I um-you- I saw something.” Eddie didn’t know how to approach this. He sees you looking at him with hopeful eyes as you bite your lip. His heart fluttered in his chest when he saw the look on your face.

“I wanted you to see it.” You boldly admit.

“You- uh? What sweetheart?.” He asked, dumbfounded.

“Did you like it?” You take a small step forward, testing the waters.

Eddie visibly tenses. He knows this is wrong, he knows he shouldn’t be attracted to his kids’ nanny, but he’s also only a man—a man who has been crushing on you like he was back in high school.

“This is wrong”

“Why? It didn’t have to be?” You trail a flirtatious finger down his chest.

Eddie inhales sharply, and he can’t help his attraction to you take over.

“Because you’re you, and I’m your boss-“

“Charlotte is my boss,” you giggle and bat your eyes.

“Sweetheart,” he sighs.

“Eddie, I don’t want to keep pretending that there isn’t something between us. I can’t pretend any longer.”

“Sweetheart…”

“Please tell me it’s not just all in my head. All those late nights after we put Charlotte to bed, how we seek one another out even if Charlotte is not around, I see the way you look at me.”

Your face and Eddie’s were mere inches apart. Your lips were so close that Eddie was leaning in against his better judgment, but he wanted you so badly. You were right; there was an undeniable connection between the two of you, and Eddie didn’t want to ignore it either.

“Please, tell me I’m not crazy,” you whispered.

“You’re anything but sweetheart,” Eddie whispered back before closing the gap between you.

His soft lips formed with yours like they were made to be together.

You wrapped your hands around Eddie’s neck, pulling him in closer.

The sensation of his mouth on you went straight to your core. You needed him so badly.

Naturally, you slid your hands down his torso, up under his shirt, signalling for him to take it off; you needed to feel his skin; you kissed him like it was the last time you ever would kiss him.

You slid your hands down to his belt buckle, undoing it at a speed that wasn’t fast enough.

“Please, Eddie, I need you; let me make you feel good.”

“Sweetheart, you can’t just say things like that to me.” Eddie groans.

“Please, I need this; I’ve wanted this for so long, I can’t-” You both were so desperate, his pants couldn’t come off fast enough.

With a soft thwap, his jeans hit the kitchen floor, and you sink down to your knees.

“Fuck sweetheart, you look so beautiful like this.” he grips your chin before slipping his thumb in your mouth for you to suck on.

You slide your tongue along his rough, working hands, and he watches with lust burning in his eyes. You pop his thumb out of your mouth and replace it with the head of his cock. His thick shaft was heavy in your grip as you took more of him while not breaking eye contact. The weight of his cock resting in your mouth made you drool.

“Fuuuuuck, good girl.” Eddie’s breath became erratic.

Your eyes started watering as you tried taking him all the way down your throat, but Eddie was big.

Your breathing became shallow, but you were in heaven.

“You ok, sweetheart?” He’s looking down at you, a hand cupped on the back of your head, trying to resist the urge to thrust into your mouth as he hits the back of your throat.

You bob your head back slowly as you nod yes. You were finally able to catch your breath, drool coming out of your mouth as you pumped his cock in and out of your slick mouth.

Eddie couldn’t believe this was happening; not twelve hours ago, he was in a different state, jacking off to this fantasy of you on your knees.

He pulled you back up to kiss him, your pussy was throbbing, and the pulse that went directly to your clit was screaming for attention.

Moaning your name Eddie pushed you back so your ass was against the kitchen island, and you saw the hunger in his eyes.

He helps you jump onto the white marble countertop with quick hands.

“Baby, please.” An involuntary whimper came from your mouth, and he went in for another kiss, hands roaming from your inner thigh up until it reached your pussy.

“Oh baby,” he said the second he truly felt how wet you were for him.

Kissing down your neck, leaving purple bruises in his wake, not giving a care in the world right now about visible hickeys, he crept lower and lower until he was kneeling between your legs, forcing your knees open.

He stared into your heat.

“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you.” He spoke, not breaking eye contact with your wet pussy.

He leaned in; he started with soft kitten licks to your clit with the tip of his tongue, gentle and delicate, before he took long deep strokes off his tongue, tasting every inch of you. Eddie moaned at your tase; he wanted to consume you, to make you feel so good you forget about every man before him.

The tickle of his beard was grounding you. This was actually happening.

“Oh!” You cry but quickly cup your hand over your mouth, remembering Char was upstairs.

With Eddie’s face pressed into your cunt your orgasm was quickly approaching. You couldn’t resist it anymore; your hips started gyrating into his face, and you needed more.

“Eddie, please,” you whimpered.

“You want more, sweetheart?” he pulls away and replaced his mouth with his index finger, slowly stroking up and down your weeping slit.

“Yes, Eddie, please.”

“That’s my good girl, asking so nicely,” he said, grinning up at you before standing.

With his hard cock in hand, he rubbed his tip up and down your slit gathering your juices so he could split into you nice and easy.

At this point, you were so turned on you couldn’t think, moaning out as he slowly stretched you open, eyes rolling to the back of your head. Inch by inch, the pleasure mixed with the burn of the stretch was so good, too good.

“That’s it, sweetheart, fuckin’ taking me so well.” He slipped inside of you until you felt the tickle of his pubes against your clit.

You hadn’t even realized he was talking to you, cock drunk off the feeling you were so close, and he hardly started.

Incoherent muffled moans filled the empty kitchen as Eddie's cock quickly started to pump in and out of you, hitting your sweet spot on each thrust.

You didn’t stand a chance, as he had your legs over your shoulders, ankles rolling. He gripped the backs of your calves to hold your legs as wide as they could go.

With each thrust, the pleasure became more and more, your back arching up into the feeling of him filling you up.

The feeling in your belly started to build until he unexpectedly pulled you off the counter, walked you over to the couch, and flipped you so you were on all fours.

Once you were spread open for him, he started thrusting harder.

“Oh god! There! Please don’t stop!” You screamed into the couch cushions.

It was so good your hands gave out, your cheek pressing into the brown leather, only making your ass stick out more for him.

He spreads your cheeks to watch how your greedy pussy swollen his cock each time.

A slap comes down hard on your ass as he pounds into you; you moan out with pleasure. Another smack on the other cheek to even things out.

He’s going at a pace that makes your head spin; his fingers gripped into your hips so rough you’re sure there will be bruising tomorrow.

The noises that are coming out of you are inhuman; you don’t even recognize yourself; he was so big, you were so full, it was too good. 

“shhhhhh, sweetheart, we need to be quiet.” He wraps a hand around your face to cup your mouth to muffle the moans, but that only makes it hotter, so you cry about again. You couldn’t talk; each thrust was getting deeper and deeper at the angle he was holding you in.

Each thrust was building up the coil in your stomach. You were so close when he started rubbing your clit, and you couldn’t take it anymore.

“I’m close,” you seethe through gritted teeth.

“Come, sweetheart, come on my cock.” You were already seeing stars before he finished talking; your body shook, clenching down so tight on his cock while your orgasm filled your body.

“Oh god, yes, baby, milk this cock so good” Your pussy gripped down so hard on his cock that he almost wasn’t able to pull out in time.

You feel his warm seed on your back as his orgasm shoots through him.

Dazed and all fucked out, you roll over to see Eddie beaming down at you after he cleaned you up a little bit.

“Hi, sweetheart.” Eyes glazed over, you manage a

“Hi,” you giggle.

You curled into his neck, leaving soft kisses and kitten licks; you couldn’t help yourself; your boyfriend was just so hot. 

“I think we have a lot of catching up to do,” he throws you over his shoulder. “Eddie, put me down,” you giggle, getting a full view of his bare ass in front of your face. He runs you to his bedroom; you know it is going to be a long night. 

[churochoru]

Starscream’s face is all twisted up in that way it gets when he’s angry. Once, Bumblebee told him it looked stupid. Starscream ignored him, but later, Bee had found him making faces in the bathroom mirror, wrinkling his nose this way and that like he was trying to find an attractive way to scowl.

an excerpt from ‘this ship will carry our bodies safe to shore’ that inspired this comic.

this ship will carry our bodies safe to shore (3867 words) by postapocalyptic_cryptic Chapters: 3/4 Fandom: Transformers - All Media Types, The Transformers (IDW Generation One) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Bumblebee/Starscream (Transformers), Bumblebee & Starscream (Transformers) Characters: Bumblebee (Transformers), Starscream (Transformers) Additional Tags: Whump, Febuwhump, flinching, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Angst, Arguing, tags will update as chapters are added, 3+1 Things, rating is for the last chapter only, Developing Relationship, Vomiting, Panic Attacks Series: Part 2 of Febuwhump 2023 Summary: Three times Bumblebee tried to touch Starscream and one time he succeeded (spectacularly).

[llamagirl28]

Hello folks! I'm back with good news!

First off, let me get the development update out of the way. These past months writing has been difficult due to health issues regarding my hands, but I've still managed to get some work done and make progress on the demo. The updates have been Patreon/Kofi exclusive so far (since they have early access perks) and I've been waiting for content to build up for a public release. Now, I finally bring you something to sink your teeth in!

I also wanted to let you know that I've read the feedback you left me and I've taken it all into consideration. I have made plans for changes, some major, some minor, but I've yet to implement them. Here's a list of the future changes:

I've received feedback that chapter 4 feels slow, overly-descriptive and filled with scenes of tasks and chores; looking back on it, I do admit I've gone overboard with these things. I'll be cutting down on superfluous bits, altogether removing some scenes or changing them into something more interesting and relevant.

Also regarding chapter 4, as well as 5: I've...info-dumped quite a lot, and it slows the pace. I'll be going over the game and try to spread out information better, or withhold it till later.

Guinevere will be introduced earlier, in chapter 3. Really excited about this change :)

Instead of having one main trait for Mordred's dragon friend to choose from in chapter 2, the option will be between four archtypes. These will allow me to better flesh out the character (I've found the current system restrictive and one-note). I'll elaborate more on these new choices when they're added (which I've started to work on) but know that they incorporate the existent personality traits. This change will also come with not just edited, but entirely new scenes featuring the draconic companion.

Adding an alternative route to showing Elaine around in chapter 5, so Mordreds not interested in her can still do something fun

Alright, now let's talk demo update!

What's new?

More of chapter 5 (it's a big one)

Greet the wedding guests. Reunite with Nimue and catch up, meet Merlin for the first time

Talk to, insult, or ignore Galahad

Get on the dancefloor! (with a RO or friend of choice!)

Edits made: some bits of Nimue's conversation in chapter 1 have been reworked and a new dialogue option has been added, a couple of edits done to Morgana's first POV in chapter 3

Demo link:

[elladcat]

「Yandere CRK x Baker Reader | Chapter 1」

Note: It was really hard to write that part without reminding me that I tried to do that in real life. I'm not really good with words but if you ever feel like you're worthless or wanting to do something like this then please don't do it, your loved ones will always love you no matter what even if they're not perfect or anything, and they'll be sad if you're gone, so what I'm trying to say is that you're not alone and you're special in your own way even if you don't think that you are. Sorry if I sound so cheesy when I said this.

Warning/Tags: yandere tendencies, platonic/romantic, suicidal thoughts, attempted suicide, low self-esteem, self-loathing, depression, horror, hurt/comfort, isekai, etc.

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[Narrator POV]

You have a normal life, a normal job, and a normal apartment, and you are fine with it. You also got in touch with your parents since they are worried about you, and they often text or call you to make sure that you are alright. You find it annoying, but you don't blame them for their behavior; it was entirely your fault for making them this way rather than they were before.

Everything is fine in your life, and yet why aren't you happy?

You sigh and open the door of your apartment after a long day at work, doing your usual routine before night falls. You head to your room to change into your pajamas before plopping down on the bed. You pull out your phone and see a lot of text messages from your mom asking if you're eating well and doing okay. You sigh and reply to her message as usual before closing the app and searching on youtube to watch something to distract yourself from that empty feeling again.

You watch some cat videos and gaming videos about your favorite youtubers just to put a smile on your face, even if it's only for a little while. Just then, a single video catches your eye. It's about a new update for your once-beloved game cookie run: kingdom, and it features new playable characters known as the beast cookies. They look so interesting and are apparently the parallel of the ancient cookies. It also introduces a new story called Beast-Yeast, as well as beascuits, topping tarts, new toppings, other new playable characters, etc.

The video reminds you of the first time you were introduced to that game. You were looking for a new game to play out of boredom until you stumbled upon a game called cookie run: kingdom on play store. You found the game interesting, so you downloaded it and played it for the first time, and that's how you grew attached to the game and the cookies you had collected.

Whenever you got home from school or finished doing your chores, you always played that game to your heart's content, making your cookies stronger, completing quests, granting wishes for them in the tree of wishes, trading, building cookie houses for them, and other things, and even decorating your Cookie Kingdom to make it more lively for them because they deserve a nice home to live in.

You remembered how they loved what you did for them and their new home, even singing praises to you and calling you their beloved Baker as if you were a deity to them. You thought it was weird for them to say that, but thought that maybe the developers added some fourth-wall-breaking dialogue, like most games do. So you shrugged and smiled, happy to see they're enjoying themselves in your Cookie Kingdom. It felt really good to be worshipped by them.

It sounded weird, but you used to talk to them as if they were real people. Whenever you felt down or that life was hard to deal with, you would talk to them about your struggles, your fears, your frustrations, and your hatred toward one of your classmates, teachers, and even your parents. Sometimes, you wished that they were gone for hurting you. You ended up crying in silence while tapping them to say something to make it look like they were comforting you, and that made you happy, even for a little while.

But as time passed and life became even more difficult for you to enjoy the game, you eventually stopped playing it to focus on your life instead. It was hard for you to not play and interact with your cookies anymore, but you had problems in your life to deal with, and so you left cookie run: kingdom on your phone, untouched, for years.

You tried your best; you really did. School was hard, but you tried to study harder without help so you wouldn't feel like a burden to everyone. You made some friends who were nice to you, though they probably felt bad for you since you spent time alone because you didn't know how to socialize with others very well. Your relationships with your parents weren't the best. You tried to make them happy and proud of you, but sometimes it didn't work out the way you wanted it to.

You tried to be good; you didn't mean to make your parents mad by making a mistake or doing something bad. It felt like your world slowly crumbled each time you reminded yourself that you're not good enough for them. Then, one day, you tried to do something to yourself that you still regret to this day.

You didn't know why you tried to do it; maybe you believed that once you were gone, you wouldn't have to feel depressed anymore and that you wouldn't have to carry the burden of being born if you just closed your eyes and never woke up again. So, when your parents were asleep, you tried to end your own life, but it didn't happen; you're still alive. Maybe you didn't cut your skin hard enough, or maybe the knife wasn't sharp enough to make you fall asleep, but regardless, you're still alive. You ended up crying and told your parents what you were doing last night. They were obviously horrified by what you had planned to do. Eventually, they cried with you and hugged you tightly.

You felt so guilty and ashamed back then, blaming yourself for making them worried because of your stupid actions that you were trying to do to yourself. Luckily, you only had deep bruises on your body, so your parents put medicine on them to hopefully help them heal better. Your parents took you to see a psychologist to help you with your mental health issues, but they just wanted you to be cured because you overheard them talking with the psychologist in the other room while you were sitting outside, and that made you feel like it was your fault for being different in the first place.

You knew that your parents were trying to help and knew what was best for you, but you just wished that they would try to understand what you were feeling instead of trying to find a cure for your 'mental problems'. However, you knew that even if they did, they would probably do it the same way: trying to make you normal. Sometimes, you hated them, but you also loved them and felt happy that they still cared about you, even though you felt hurt by them.

After that incident, your parents always helped you whenever you were troubled about something in your life. You were glad that they wanted to help you, but it felt so annoying that they now saw you as a helpless kitten with no idea what to do in life. You felt so pissed off about it; you knew how to take care of yourself, yet they still persisted in helping you like a dumb, clueless child despite you tried to deny their help. It also made you feel even more guilty now that they would burden themselves by helping you instead of you helping them and yourself.

And the worst part was that your parents were right: you didn't know what to do with your life after graduating from college. You had no clue where to go next or what your career would be. You knew how to draw, but you weren't quite sure if there were any jobs that could hire you for your talent. Therefore, you decided to go with part-time jobs instead.

You eventually found a job and a decent apartment to move into, but your parents didn't want you to go. After hours of convincing them that you'd be fine on your own and that they didn't have to worry about you, your parents eventually let you go, but not without you promising them that you would not forget to call or text them often to let them know that you're okay as you move out of their house and into your new home.

For a while, you felt happy with your life; you didn't feel worried anymore, and you were free to do whatever you liked now that you lived alone. Even if life wasn't always perfect, you managed to get through the day without any problems.

But then you suddenly felt empty, as if you didn't feel the joy of life anymore. You didn't know why you were feeling this way; you thought you were doing better. You did what your parents and the psychologist wanted you to do to make you feel better. Maybe it's because of the bad day you had when your boss yelled at you for running late at work, or because one of the customers was rude to you and even spilled coffee on your uniform for doing something wrong. But whatever the case, that empty feeling only reminded you that you're still a worthless human being, even if you tried to be better.

You tried not to think about ending your life again and instead focused on positive things because you didn't want to go through that again, just to make your parents worry about you even more. You hated yourself for not getting used to it, feeling that you should stop being a selfish moron for wanting something more in your mundane life.

Y/n: 'Why can't you be normal like everyone else, you worthless piece of shit!?'

You shook your head and exited youtube after finishing watching the video. Maybe playing cookie run: kingdom again isn't such a bad idea, even if it's for nostalgic reasons. With a smile and a little bit of excitement, you update the game and start playing it, expecting to see the familiar devsisters intro at the beginning.

But it didn't happen; instead, there is only Pure Vanilla Cookie standing in front of a black screen, looking straight at you with a somber expression. Then he first spoke up to you, but no speech bubble appeared on the screen, nor was there a lack of sound to convey his speech, which sometimes happens if the voice actors didn't have time to voice act the characters. No, he really is speaking to you.

Pure Vanilla Cookie: "Baker... you finally returned."

Y/n: "W... What?"

This didn't happen before; is that what happens if you don't play the game for too long?

Pure Vanilla Cookie: "We thought that we would never see you again, but you finally came back to us!"

He smiled.

Pure Vanilla Cookie: "I'm not mad that you left; you have your own reasons for leaving us, but I think it's best that you live here with us so you won't have to face something that is troubling you anymore!"

Y/n: "Wait, what?!"

Before you have time to react, you see a flash of light, and your world fades to black.

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You hear muffled voices in the background, and slowly they become clearer to understand; they all sound so familiar.

???: "A-Are they really the Baker?"

???: "Of course they are, dimwit! Why do you think Pure Vanilla Cookie brought them here if they're not the Baker?"

???: "What are they? They kinda look like a witch."

???: "I don't think they really are."

???: "Baker, are you still here with us?"

You groan and sit up, feeling so dizzy that you rub your temples to ease the headache that you're experiencing.

Y/n: "Wh... Huh?"

You open your eyes but quickly widen them in shock. Standing before you is a group of monsters from folklore that you used to be obsessed with as a child. Although some of them look like hybrids of two or more creatures, you have a hard time figuring out what they're based on. But most importantly, why do they look so familiar?

Y/n: "W-Who the hell are you guys?"

You stare at them nervously as you crawl backward away from them. You don't know why, but the way they stare at you like predators staring at their prey leaves you feeling confused, wary, and full of dread. Are they going to eat you? They don't look like they're hungry, though maybe some of them are, and your fear starts to grow as the child in front of you takes a step forward with a look of... worry?

GingerBrave: "Don't you recognize us, Baker? It's me, GingerBrave, and these are my friends: Strawberry Cookie, Wizard Cookie, Custard Cookie, Ch-"

Custard Cookie III: "It's Custard Cookie the Third, GingerBrave!"

The little prince said with an annoyed look as he crossed his arms while holding his scepter, his sheep ears lowered to reflect his true emotions. You find it oddly adorable.

GingerBrave: "Right, of course! Haha, sorry, it's actually Custard Cookie the Third, and this is Chili Pepper Cookie!"

Once he finished, everything clicked, so that's why they all look so familiar! But if that's true, then this world you are in must be earthbread! But the question is, why don't they look like the cookies you used to know and love?

Y/n: "You guys? Really? But you don't look like the cookies that I remember!"

You get up from the grassy floor and look at everyone in surprise and confusion. They all look at you and feel the exact same way as they mutter to each other about what you just called them.

Strawberry Cookie: "W-What do you mean, Baker?"

Wizard Cookie: "I don't really get what you're saying, Baker."

Custard Cookie III: "We're cookies in your eyes? I'm so confused."

Chili Pepper Cookie: "Cookies? What are you talking about?"

GingerBrave: "Baker, we have always looked like this before you came into our lives!"

Y/n: "What? But you all were..."

You stop your sentence when you hear a familiar voice.

Pure Vanilla Cookie: "Alright, everyone, let's give them some space since they are still in shock that I brought them here to their kingdom."

Y/n: "My kingdom...?"

You turn to the voice, expecting to meet Pure Vanilla Cookie, but you are met with a tall, bipedal sheep creature that somewhat resembles Custard Cookie III, except he has four ram horns that curl up and down and four eyes, although they are closed due to the noticeable claw scars on his face.

Y/n: "Oh my god, what the hell happened to your eyes!?"

He smiled at your concerned words and shook his head.

Pure Vanilla Cookie: "You don't have to worry about me, dear; it's already healed a long time ago."

You want to know what happened to him and who gave him these scars, but then you remember what he said earlier. You look around the place and notice a familiar castle in the distance.

Y/n: "Am I in a Cookie Kingdom?"

Just then, Gumball Cookie spoke up to answer your question.

Gumball Cookie: "Why, yeah, of course! You did so amazingly to decorate our home like this; it's a masterpiece!"

You blush, feeling flattered by his compliment.

Y/n: "Oh, um, I'm glad you all like it."

Cherry Blossom Cookie: "Like it? We love it! You did so much for us, and we're all grateful that you gave us a place to call home!"

Everyone agreed with her until Cream Puff Cookie came forward with a gloomy expression on her face.

Cream Puff Cookie: "But then you left without warning, and everyone went mad or was heartbroken when you were gone. Did we do something wrong to make you leave, Baker?"

You are surprised by her words. Just then, everyone starts begging you not to leave them again; some of them are ready to cry at the thought of you disappearing from their lives once more.

Pancake Cookie: "Please don't go!"

Cherry Cookie: "We want you here!"

Pumpkin Pie Cookie: "Please stay with us, Baker; Pompon and I don't want to feel sad anymore."

Suddenly, Snapdragon Cookie comes flying towards you and tackles you to the ground, hugging you tightly as they let out frantic baby noises, as if to say that they don't want you to go away. You look down at the baby dragon; they look so real to you. Even when you touch their scales gently, they are no longer made of dough and other ingredients, which makes you wonder how and why they turned out the way they are.

You look up at everyone for a moment. They are all worried about you leaving them behind again, simply because they love and care about you. They want you to stay with them instead of going back to your reality. You always thought that they never had real emotions since they are characters from a game, but you were wrong; they do have emotions, and those are anger, fear, worry, and sadness in their eyes.

You're left speechless; no one really cares about you besides your parents like this before. You always thought that no one would love a worthless trash like you. You are just a nobody who is forgotten by everyone because you're not memorable enough to stay in their minds, and you don't remember them either. But these people never forget about you, even after all these years, and they still love you no matter what.

Y/n: 'They love me this much...?'

All these feelings of worry and dread about being here in this world with them suddenly wash away from you; all you really feel now is sadness and guilt, and you can't help but burst into tears. Everyone is shocked when you cry as you hug the baby dragon back.

Y/n: "It's not all your fault; it's mine. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry for leaving you all behind!"

As you said this with tears in your eyes, all of the children started hugging you and crying with you. Most of the adults joined in, while the others stayed behind with somber expressions on their faces. Pure Vanilla Cookie stared down at you in deep sadness. You were unhappy with where you came from, but you don't have to worry about that anymore because he will make sure that you never have to go through that ever again.

[To Be Continued]

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right now ★ hwang jun-ho

・❥・ summary: junho had been your best friend for as long as you could remember so when a traumatic event happens and he's lost, you help him find his way. ・❥・word count: 2.7k ・❥・warnings: 18+. mdni. unprotected p in v, best friends to lovers. idk v soft smut. mentions of injury. ・❥・ authors note: so... i wanted to get this out of my head bc ive been rewatching squid game and i love my sweet little detective. i added my usual taglist but feel free to skip past it if you're not interested <3

It felt like your heart had plummeted into the pit of your stomach when you got word that Junho was in the hospital. For days he’d been missing. That wasn’t like him. No matter what he was doing, no matter where work took him, he always kept you updated on his whereabouts so you didn’t worry about him. The last thing you’d heard from him was that he was trying to find Inho – his brother. It was a lost cause, Inho had been missing for years by now but you knew that Junho had never given up hope. One thing you loved about him was that he was determined, whenever he set his mind to something he always tried his best to make it happen. If anyone could find Inho, it was him. But, the fact that he’d gone missing for days made you think something terrible had happened.

Junho had been your best friend since you were kids. Both of you had been the quiet kids, solely focused on your school work. It had been a study session where you’d initially met and bonded. Since that moment, you’d been joined at the hip. You’d gone through everything together. Health scares, job changes, break ups – none of that had ever tore you apart. If anything, it only brought you closer through the years. So close that somewhere along the way you’d started to develop feelings for him. He didn’t know, there was no way you could tell him. The bond you had was too important to you for you to ruin it. Those feelings would have to be kept under lock and key. He never seemed interested in relationships anyway, his sole focus had been his work as a detective. Yet another thing you admired about him. His dedication to his craft was so admirable.

Panic had immediately sent in, your feet carrying you to the hospital where he was. It took about five minutes to navigate through the bland halls after bothering a member of staff. Finally, you took a deep breath and pushed open the door to his room. There he was. Hooked up to machines, his eyes closed.

From what the nurse had told you, he’d been shot and found out in the waters. If it wasn’t for some fisherman saving him, he probably wouldn’t be alive right now. You had to stop yourself from crying as you saw him lying there helpless. Never had you seen him like this. Even after his kidney transplant, he was too stubborn to just lay there and do nothing. Now, he had no choice, stuck in a coma-like state.

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For days, you had stayed by his side until the moment he woke up. His mom had been there, too, alerting the doctors that he was finally awake. You had been holding his hand, his grip tightening on yours when he finally woke up. It felt like a weight had been lifted off your shoulders when you saw those gorgeous eyes of his finally looking back at you.

It was another day or so in the hospital before he was finally allowed home. You helped ease him into bed – doctor’s orders that he had to take it easy for a few days. Perching on the bed, you looked at him, eyes laced with concern.

“Do you want anything? Food? Water? I can run to the store if there’s somethin-” You were cut off.

“I saw him, Y/N. Inho, I saw him,” Junho mumbled, eyes almost pleading with you to listen to him. You were the only one he could trust enough to tell.

“What? Are you sure?” You asked, almost in disbelief.

“Yeah, I swear, I did.”

Junho proceeded to tell you everything he’d been through. It was almost crazy, something out of a nightmare but you could tell by the sincerity in his eyes, the panic shining there that this was all true. Junho had never given you a reason to doubt him before so you wouldn’t ignore him now. It took you a moment to form cohesive thoughts, wanting to make sure you took care with your words. This was such an insane situation.

“I believe you but… you’re going to have a hard time convincing anyone else.”

And, you were right. As the months passed and Junho told his story about the island and the murders – missing out on the details about his brother – he found it hard to find anyone that would really take him seriously. The police department had sent him to therapy, insitisng that it was just the trauma of his injuries making him tell these wild stories. It did seem to help. After a while, he stopped talking about it, even asking to be put into the traffic department at work. He wanted to be on the streets, not sitting in his office left to his thoughts.

Or that's what everyone thought but you knew him better.

Junho wanted to be out there where he could talk to people, maybe come across someone he recognised from the games. Well, there was really only one person he could recognise – everyone else had been masked and he hadn’t come across Seong Gihun ever since the games. For all he knew, he had died along with everyone else there. 

He was clinging on to the tiny shred of hope he had left. 

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“Thought I might find you here,” you said softly. Junho hadn’t replied to your texts all day which was unusual for him. Usually, you’d be texting non-stop, all day long. So, you’d gone to the one place you knew he’d be – at the station. It was empty, the dim lights casting an orange glow across the bullpen. It was serene, his safe space.

“Hey,” he mumbled, focusing on some paperwork in front of him. He was sitting at his desk, filing all the parking tickets that he’d given out throughout the day.

“What’s on your mind?”

“Nothing.”

His reply was short, unlike him. You perched on his desk right next to where he was sitting, a heavy sigh passing your lips. “Don’t lie to me, Junho.”

“I said nothing. I’m fine,” he dared to look up at you, his face blank but you could see the frustration, the tension lingering there.

“You’re obviously not. Talk to me.” The way you were looking at him, it was almost enough to make him cave and tell you everything that was on his mind so he looked away. He had burdened you enough.

“Stop looking at me like that.”

“Like what?”

“Like… nevermind,” he shook his head. He couldn’t say what was on his mind because if he did then he’d have to confront something he’d been trying to fight for a long time. His feelings for you had grown to so much more than friendship and… he knew yours had, too. He was perceptive, he noticed the details. It was part of his job as a detective. Confronting them meant the possibility of ruining your friendship and he couldn’t lose you. You were the only person he had left, the one good thing in his life and he wasn’t going to risk that.

But, you were.

At this point, you’d had enough. You needed to do something bold that would get him talking or at least take his mind off things. So, after a mental pep talking with yourself, you moved to sit on his lap, straddling him. You lifted your fingers to tilt his chin to look at you. In his eyes you could see a swirl of emotions; confusion, frustration and a tiniest hint of lust. “Do you trust me?”

“Always,” he said, voice strained as he gazed into your eyes. His hands hovered slightly, not knowing exactly what to do with them.

“Good,” you whispered. Nervously, you cupped his cheek and leaned in. Your lips met hesitantly, moving slowly against his. He was taken aback but slowly leaned into it, kissing you back. His hands found their place on your hips like he was anchoring himself to you. His mind was screaming at him to stop, the friendship not worth ruining but it was the most at peace he’d felt in a very long time.

He pulled you harder against him, shifting his hips to settle in his chair more which in turn accidentally caused him to rut up into your. You softly moaned into the kiss, Junho taking the opportunity to deepen it, his tongue sliding past the seam of your lips to meet yours. The taste of you was intoxicating, like a forbidden fruit he shouldn’t be touching but now he’d had a taste of you, he couldn’t get enough. That sound, he needed to hear it again. He pushed his hips up into yours again and this time you ground against him, feeling his length hardening against the fabric of your shorts. His hands guided your movements, pulling you against him.

“Tell me to stop,” he said breathlessly. “Tell me to stop and I will.”

“No,” you said, pressing kisses down his jaw and to his neck. “I don’t want you to.”

His head tilted, allowing you more access to his neck. You trailed your lips along his skin, finding a spot that was particularly sensitive and biting down on it, sucking the skin there. Junho let out a quiet groan, thrusting up into your clothed core harder now. You ran your tongue along the reddening mark, hands sliding up under his shirt to feel his skin. Junho shivered at your touch, his own hands pulling off your shirt, tossing it onto his desk. His eyes zoned in on your breasts, leaning in to press kisses against the soft skin there. All the while his hands moved around to your back sliding up until he found the clasp of your bra. With expertise, he unclasped it, pulling back to toss it to the side along with your shirt.

“You’re beautiful,” he whispered, caressing your cheek before leaning back down. His tongue swirled around one of your nipples, lightly sucking on the hardening bud until it was a stiff peak then he switched his attention to the other one.

“Junho,” you gasped as your hand threaded into his hair urging him on. 

His head lifted up to capture your lips in another searing kiss. This one was more urgent, more desire coursing through his veins. His earlier worries were long gone, all that was on his mind was the urge to have you. His fingers danced along the edge of your sweatpants before dipping inside the fabric of your panties. One slender finger ran through your folds, a low groan passing his lips as he felt your arousal. “You’re already so wet for me.”

“I’ve been thinking about this for so long,” you admitted, gasping when his thumb found your clit, rubbing rapid, tight circles against it.

“Yeah?” He smirked against the skin of your collarbone. “For how long?”

“Too long.”

“Then I guess you don’t want to mess around then, huh?” His head lifted, that shit eating smirk on his face as he brushed some of your hair out of your face, his expression softening. “If you want to do this, really do this then undress for me but… if you don’t, it’s okay. We can just keep it at this.”

“Are you kidding me?” You laughed slightly, standing up to rid yourself of your shorts and panties, completely bare to him. “Like I said, I’ve thoughts about this for a long time. I’m too far gone to stop now.”

You dropped down to the floor on your knees, your hands sliding up his thighs to tug at his jeans. He lifted his hips up from where he sat, allowing you to pull them and his boxers down just enough to free him from the confines. His erection sprang up against his stomach, his chest heaving as he watched you lick your lips at the sight of him. Your hand wrapped around his length, pumping him a few times. Precum leaked from the tip and you fought the urge to lean forward to get a taste of him but that could wait for another time. All you wanted right now was to feel your best friend inside of you.

You rose back to your feet, pushing him back in the chair as you made a move to straddle him again. Your eyes softened as they met his, it was your turn now to ask him if he was sure. “Do you want this?”

“Yes,” he spoke softly. “I want you.”

That was all the confirmation you needed. You guided his cock to your entrance, one hand braced on his shoulder as you ever so slowly sank down onto him. You groaned as he breached your entrance, the feeling of him inside you better than you could’ve ever imagined. Junho’s hands gripped your hips as you took him to the hilt, his fingers digging into the skin. Not hard but not softly either. Just enough.

The moment lingered as you both got used to the feeling, the only sounds filling the room were your heavy breaths mixed with the occasional beeping of some of the machines in the background. Then, you lifted your hips and sank back down. The sound coming from Junho was heavenly. You set a slow, steady pace, wrapping your arms around his neck as you confidently rode him.

“You feel so good,” he groaned, his eyes darting down to look at where you were joined. “Better than anything I’ve ever felt.”

That tore a small breathless giggle from you causing Junho to smile up at you, capturing your lips. His hips moved up to meet yours, his hands helping you move against him. Soon enough, you picked up speed, the sound of your skin meeting echoing through the room. You rested your forehead against Junho’s, his hand now cupping your cheek as he gazed at you with nothing but adoration. He hadn’t felt this good in years. Not just physically but mentally. Being here, joined with you felt… right. Like, he was at home.

“Junho,” you whined, losing your rhythm as your release barrelled towards you. “I’m so close.”

He took this as his sign to take over, rutting his hips up into you at a wild pace, determined to bring you both to your peak. His hands found their place on your ass, grasping it and using it as leverage to thrust up into you. “Me too. Cum for me, pretty girl. I want to see you let go.”

It was one hard thrust that hit that deep spot inside you that had you spiralling. Your orgasm washed over you, your head falling to his shoulder as you moaned out his name, body tensing with the force of it. The feeling of your walls tightening against his length, pulling him in was his undoing. With a groan, he spilled inside you, holding you tight against him.

The gravity of the moment wasn’t lost on him as he came down but he wasn’t worried. He placed a few soft kisses on your shoulder before moving your head so he could look at you. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah,” you whispered softly. “I’m good. Are you?”

“Yeah…”

“Junho, I-”

But he cut you off before you could finish. “I know. You don’t have to say it.”

“Of course you know,” you rolled your eyes playfully. “But I want to say it. I… love you. More than a friend. I have for a long time and if you don’t, if this is what you want it to be then that’s okay and we can just go back to how we were but… I needed you to know anyway.”

“You’re crazy if you don’t think I feel the same. I’ve been in love with you for years, how could you not tell?”

“Sorry we can’t all be detectives with incredible perception.”

He laughed, giving your hips a squeeze. “Less of the sass or else.”

“Or else what?” You challenged.

Junho gave a teasing thrust up into you causing you to shutup immediately. “Yeah, that’s what I thought.”

He grinned, pressing his lips to yours in a kiss full of emotion. He knew that if he had you, that no matter what happened over the next few years, he’d be okay. You were his home.

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Writing Advice: tips, tricks & helpful links, from your friendly neighbourhood fanfic author ✨ (part two—the resources)

see part one—the advice here

verbiage: • show, don't tell—a guide by @lyralit • this crazy big list of dialogue tags from @slayingfiction

diversity & inclusive writing: • a collection of helpful posts about BIPOC, gender, and body neutral inclusion in writing collated by @lavenderursa • this post on writing disabled characters by @cripplecharacters if you're not writing from experience

adding depth to your characters: • exploring character backstory and good traits gone bad by @saraswritingtipps • dark past ideas from @sas-soulwriter • @lyralit's list of things to think about when crafting a character

story structure and depth: • plot structures and this story planning template from @wordsnstuff • this collection of links from @oflights including fantasy name generators, child development guides, and height comparison visuals • finally, @writingquestionsanswered full stop, they have some fantastic guides and advice on things like this post on how to deal with writer's block and this one on how to start a story.

smut (i'm not gonna lie, there's a lot of smut resources): • the classic—quinnanderson's 'ultimate guide to writing smut fic' on AO3 • smut synonyms from @plaidstiel-wormstache • @maybeeatspaghetti's smutty dictionary • another smut thesaurus from @prurientpuddlejumper • this list of praise kink dialogue, also a good site for sex positions • sex positions for deep penetration (with diagrams) • this guide by @void-my-warranty • and not quite smut, but this post on how to write a kiss scene from @youneedsomeprompts

writing software: • a collection of alternatives to google docs, by @the960writers • here is @yekokataa's AO3 template for scrivener

prompts, for when you want to write but need a nudge: • @creativepromptsforwriting • @deity-prompts (who also has an excellent masterlist of writer's advice)

I may update this list occasionally who knows, but for now I hope some of you find it helpful 💗