#wanted to write this for awhile now

[stories-about-you]

⋆˚࿔ he needs your help to sleep⭑.ᐟ

switching your environment is not easy, whether it be a short while, or forever, change isn't something that most can handle of the bat

especially if you just came from a world of pixels and code, and everything could bend to your will, everything was perfect, the way you, or rather, HE made it to be

it had been...a week, yes, a whole week since you finally freed The Narrator from The Parable, somehow you..really did free him, a enormous shock to both of you, but not an unwelcomed one

change is something The Narrator always seemed to struggle with, back in The Parable, the changes that would have to be made were very minor, sometimes it would be years until some big change needed to happen, so the concept is almost foreign to him, forgotten really

that is not the case here, in the real world, your home, you were of course open to change, since you were born in this world that's always moving, and rearranging things left and right day after day, you learn to just accept it, like all of us

change is normal

but...The Narrator seemed absolutely terrified of the slightest bit of change that had to happen, the thought was horrific, humans can't control most of their lives? how in the world are they even happy? people forget others, friends die and can't come back, people must leave their families after a few years to learn how to be by themselves, learning about all of this just made him more confused and frustrated, not understanding how people can accept this

thinking about this keeps him up at night, which he know it shouldn't, he now has a body, and he needs to sleep to take care of it! but it's just so hard when thinking about all out there in the real world that's so....horrible, this is supposed to be his freedom right? so why were so many things bad here? shouldn't everything be peaceful? he didn't want to think about it anymore, tossing another blanket over himself as he tried to push down the feelings and thoughts to fade off to sleep

but he knew he also had to wait for you, to help him

since the first night, you made a promise to him, that you would help him sleep, you understand how much anxiety and stress this new place is giving him and you hate it, so you offered to do this one small thing for him every night just to hope to soothe him in some way

he tensed up a bit at the sound of the door opening, light from the hallway looming into the dark bedroom, you were here

"Hey.....are you feeling alright? You've been in here longer than the other nights"

letting out a sigh he slowly moves himself up to lean his back against the back of the bed, his eyes half lidded

"mm...just thinking i suppose"

he pats the spot next to him, inviting you to lay or sit next to him, which you quickly make your way over, gently sitting down

"Would you like anything else before bed? Anything at all? I...don't have much but maybe tea?"

his head gently shook a "no", as he then laid down, looking up at you while fighting to stay awake

"You'll stay again?"

"I will, Nar"

"...Promise me"

you let out a gentle breathy laugh as one of your hands go to his hair, getting tangled in the brown and greying locks

"I promise, I didn't leave you at all before right? So why would I now?"

feeling your hand in his hair instantly relaxed him, closing his eyes and sinking deeper into the mattress as he clutched the blanket to his chest, looking like it was grounding him in some way

"Mm....thank you..uhm...could I ask something of you actually?"

"Anything"

hesitation, like always when he was in a vulnerable position like this one, in the Parable he had a reputation to uphold, but now he has nothing, so he doesn't really know why he's still trying to uphold an ego when he knows you would never make fun of him, if anything he feels most comfortable talking with you about problems of his, but old habits seem to keep up with him sadly

"Could you lay with me tonight?"

Oh

That's...a big step, it seemed just yesterday he was afraid of just being in the same room as another person but this? It's...well progress, a small smile grew on your face

"Oh? ...well sure, move over a bit, you're hogging all the space"

He lets out a tired scoff even though you're right, and obliges, laying down next to him you felt him wrap his arms around your body and pull you into him, nuzzling his face into your hair and taking a deep breath, The Narrator's body relaxing now that you're in his arms, holding a firm grip on you, but not painful

It felt nice

as you wrap your own arms around him you whisper good night, which he whispers gently as well, both of your bodies fitting into each other's as sleep overcame you both, Narrator's anxiety is gone now, thanks to you, and he couldn't be more grateful for you doing this for him

[cosmicwavelengths]

aauggueehhh i jus read your bucky one where you’re grinding on his abs and you said another part but on his biceps and now i cant stop thinking about holding onto his arm when we’re watching a movie or something but his hand is pressed to my inner thigh just because before i start grinding on his hand and he jus lets me because- auaghughuhh im insane thanks for that

oh my god, yes! and when you grind on him, he flexes his arm a bit and causes the plates to shift like this

maybe it would go a little like this.... (minors, dni! - 18+) "you're just obsessed, aren't ya?" you flush bashfully, not expecting bucky to have picked up on your fascination. the movie had been playing for the past half hour or so, but you'd be lying to yourself if you didn't say that bucky's arms were more interesting to you than whatever is happening on screen.

together, you had assumed your normal cuddling position on the couch, one that allows you to absentmindedly stroke your fingers over his arm. you were captivated by the way the metal plates shift when he tenses up his shoulder, how they seem to ebb and flow like ocean waves. during quieter parts of the film, you could hear the electronic whirring inside of the vibranium casing. you admire how the dark color plates are highlighted with gold between the insets. bucky's hand slides down to your bare inner thigh, the cool metal sending a shiver to your core. "i bet you'd rather grind over them instead of my cock, huh?" he teases, tightening his grip. you squirm under his strong hand, which keeps you in place. it's insane how well he knows you, how well he can read your body for what you really wanted. he moves his hand under your shorts and panties, making you whine out from the contact. grazing his vibranium fingers up and down your weeping slit, your eyes roll into the back of your head. his digits just barely tease the entrance of your cunt before it starts fluttering.

he shifts to face you fully, bringing his metal hand up to the bottom of your chin. gently tilting your head upwards, he asks, "is that what you want?" it wasn't long before you were on him, writhing your hips over his plated arm. your eyes are shut at the feeling of him flexing his bicep, causing the vibranium plates to shift and massage your clit. your wetness spreads over the peak of his muscle, making it easier to slide over him. it feels like a goddamn dream, and you weren't sure how long you were going to last. "f-fuck! bucky, please?" "keep going f’me, make a mess all over my arm. use me, doll," and at his words, he flexes again, forcing an orgasm from you. you throw your head back with a loud moan as you feel your arousal drip out onto his arm, the pulsating plates helping you ride out your high before you collapse onto him, breathless.

bucky pulls you into his form, wrapping his arms around you tightly as you continue to shudder. smelling the faint scent of your arousal on his arm, he sighs and buries his head into your neck. “felt good, sweetheart?”

taking his flesh hand, he drags a digit through the arousal you left on his arm and pops it in his mouth to taste.

“delicious.”

[redflaggreenlight]

guess gi-hun's got a type (x)

[rush-the-stars]

Roy Mustang and kissing the palm of your hand 'cause he looks like the type, if you want to write it! Thanks to you my crush on him returned and I even started looking at fanart aha

woah anon. yeah. you're so right, he is the type!!

and hehe i will not apologize im trying to drag everyone back into their fmab loves!! come with me!!

thank you for submitting!!

roy mustang + kissing your palm cw: very suggestive oops.

***

roy rests his cheek against your inner thigh. his midnight hair is a mess, your fingers still tangled in it, and he's looking far too content—like the cat that got the canary. he hums a little as you tug on the strands of his hair, shifting to lift his eyes to your face.

his cheeks are flushed. his eyes are dark flint with a warm spark.

"come here." you try to urge him back up your body. he's been between your legs now for awhile.

his eyes, lidded and smoldering, warn you before his words do.

"not done with you."

you shudder, feel the way he turns his lips onto the skin of your inner thigh, wet and messy.

"it's too much—" you whine, squirming away.

he seizes you tighter, arms wrapped around your thighs, keeping you close. keeping you open for him—open and ripe for the taking. you're already sensitive and now even just the scatter of kisses to your thighs he leaves is enough to have you squirming. your breath comes out on a shaky exhale.

"roy—" you try to plead, hands combing through his hair, pushing it back from his face. running your fingers through it. "can't take much more."

your hand moves to cradle his face, the bend of his cheek, if only to get his mouth away from your thighs. his dark lashes like the wings of a black bird flutter against his cheek.

he turns his face into the crux of your open hand.

he settles a burning kiss to your palm.

you feel the curve of his smirk before you see it.

his eyes spark, catching on yours.

"then be good and take it for me."

send me a character or two (from the same media) + a type of touch/intimacy and i'll write a drabble!

[nomi9006]

Replacements

557 words

“Do I remind you of Silena?” Asked Piper. The question surprised Annabeth, having not expected it.

It was dark, they were on the porch of the Big House. Annabeth, too stressed to sleep with Percy still missing, had found Piper still up and invited her to sit with her.

Usually they'd have to worry about Harpies finding them and getting in trouble, but Annabeth suspected Chirion was being extra lenient on her, even more than usual.

There were still so many mixed emotions Annabeth felt when it came to Silena. None of which she wanted to get into.

Annabeth took a second, pondering over the question. She couldn't deny Piper and Silena had some things in common, both were kind and were willing to fight for what they believed in.

But they also had their differences, where Silena was soft and gentle, Piper was more crude and rough around the edges. Silena had been more than willing to embrace the classic Aphrodite role while Piper was more hesitant.

Silena had been as good as a sister, always looking after her, even when Annabeth was difficult about it. Annabeth Piper looks after me too, Annabeth thinks. But not in the same way Silena did.

Piper had been a quiet support since she came to camp. She didn't have the same expectations or built up image of Annabeth the others did. Between that and her emotional intelligence, Annabeth found herself opening up and being vulnerable with her.

It was a trait Annabeth secretly envied. As a child of Athena she prided herself on her intelligence, unfortunately it didn't extend to emotions, it usually didn't. After all, most children of Athena believed emotions got in the way of making smart rational decisions. It wasn't until she met Percy that maybe listening to her heart wasn't the worst decision.

Gods she missed him.

She looked back at Piper, she seemed deep in thought. Annabeth almost wondered what brought the question on, but she knew it had been due to the ongoing fued between her and Drew.

“Not really.” Annabeth finally said.

Piper looked towards the older girl, she had a vulnerable look on her face.

Silena seemed to haunt the Aphrodite cabin, no one was as over her death or apparent betrayal as they acted.

It wasn't Piper's business, but she couldn't help but feel like she was being unintentionally placed in the girl's shoes.

It shouldn't bother her as much as it did, she hadn't planned on making camp her new home.

But a part of her wanted to, but she wasn't sure how she could do that if she couldn't find her place here, if her only place was to fill in the gap Silena left.

Piper saw the look in Annabeth's eyes, she could tell her and Silena we're close at one point. She felt a bitter feeling rise in her chest at the thought.

But her saying she didn't remind her of Silena gave her hope that she wasn't just a replacement for her, that Annabeth actually liked Piper for Piper.

Of course Piper knew Annabeth liked her for her. Annabeth wasn't the type to be fake, but she couldn't help the insecurity get to her.

“Is that a bad thing?” Piper asked.

“No, I don't think so.” Annabeth respond

Piper thinks that's good enough for her.

[kyu-piddy]

Celebration time 🎉

Happy 100 followers everyone! Thank you all for following my silly side blog, and for enjoying my work! To celebrate, I made a lil quiz to match you with one of the housewardens. Originally I wanted to do all characters but that would be a humongous task, so if this one does well, I might do a vice-house warden one later on.

Happy quizzing!

[timeladyjamie]

Someone: Now that they've brought back Susan and the Rani, they must bring back Romana too!

Me:

I say this not out of dislike for Romana. In fact, Romana is obviously my favorite thing about Doctor Who, and that is EXACTLY the reason why!

I don't want them ruining her character.

I don't want her becoming something she isn't.

I want her to be written by someone who KNOWS her character.

[jacqcrisis]

my jayvik hot take is that i'm supremely uninterested in post canon works that grant Viktor his humanity back both fully and without struggle.

There's drama there. There's tragedy there. There's horror there. There's a character study in there about a person being thrust not only into a new world but also doing so while getting used to an entirely new body and probably dealing with extreme guilt. That's so fascinating to me in so many different ways from the psychological, to the body horror, to the gender, to the fantastical, to the deliciously existential, that the idea of just kind of hand waving it so you can have the twink back is...

Its boring to me. I don't want human Viktor back after everything he's done both to himself and other people. At least, not immediately. Not without work. Not without him dealing with the physical and mental consequences of his actions. I want to see that struggle and how he overcomes it, whether magically or whatever!

Keep him as a weird bug machine thing for a while. Play in the space. How does he navigate the world now? How does he navigate Jayce now? How does Jayce navigate him? Who even is Viktor now and how do they each come to terms both with it and what he's done if they are going to continue living post finale? Etc etc etc.

There's a lot of amazing narrative potential there when you keep Viktor as the herald for a while. And also you know...monsterfucking. Which you'd think the monsterfucker website would be all over HOWEVER-

[antimonyandthyme]

oh!! and the post-apocalypse favourite things fic was SO good. all the different pairings. carcarlando becoming SUCH an important part of each other. pierre and esteban surviving together. they don't hate each other any more (if they ever did). fernando and guanyu?? i have never seen that anywhere else and it's still everything. galex. lewis finding his way to seb after so long. the lestappen. and i love that they used to be drivers!! it's all about how much everything changes but they're still with this one or two people

anon beloved... where are you so i can give you a hug...

one of my fave things to write is an apocalyptic au... it's amazingly fun with all the worldbuilding you can do and i get to give everyone anime superpowers...

[muselexum]

( waking up one morning after 18 months of hiatus and finally getting the spark™ to freshen up ur rp blog )

[smallblueandloud]

i would like to write tonight. i spent this whole weekend moving and i'm SO happy with my room and i want that dopamine to transfer over to making art!

unfortunately. and this is a big unfortunately. i've had nothing to write about all month

[lovetogether]

WIP…. Coloring stuff on our doodle canvas to relax. It’s GREAT

[thatfriendlyanon]

desire to share art vs desire for personal privacy

[dragons-and-yellow-roses]

My gf is the GM of a cool little ttrpg group I'm in, but she's been busy this week and the session was going to be cancelled

I couldn't deal with losing the weekly game night, so I asked if I could GM a "beach episode" (which ended up being a holiday episode actually since I've now written it)

I've never been a GM before. I want to, desperately, but it's daunting. So I figured a holiday episode would be a really good start!

It's two days before the session. I've never been a GM. Never planned a session. I got the idea while procrastinating my job and immediately asked my gf if I could. I didn't think it through.

Consequences of my actions

But I actually kind of wrote down what I want to do and it's been very fun, and I have another day to finalize this plan

[dazais-crab-addiction]

Guys guys guess what!!! I'm still struggling with health issues and writing takes a lot of effort I just don't have the energy for. But some friends decided it could be fun to do a little fanfic/fanart collab. And it's just a silly casual thing so its okay that it will take me a really long time. So im gonna be working on an enby Dazai fic that will get fanart with it!!!! I'm really excited. I hope it turns out good. This will be the first project I'm working on since I went of hiatus and im worried it will escalate my issues again but im going to try anyways. Wish me luck!!!!

[causticsunshine]

fully back in another ‘consuming animated media and intaking irl people content not pertaining to one direction’ era and gawd it feels so good