I hate how everything is jist smut now, like i can appreciate it from time to time when in the mood but almost everytimr i search reader inser all thst shows up is smut
Whay happened to gut wrenching angst or super soft fluff? Some of these fics don't even have plot anymore, and this isn't me coming at any writers because it takes alot to come up here and share stuff like that, but I've been on this app for years and its sad to see how downhill some fandoms have gone.
I just miss when we act created art and it wasn’t just a porno with mo plot everywhere you turn.
I’ve been thinking about this for a while and as someone who writes smut myself, I really do miss when fandom spaces felt more appreciative of every kind of writing.
There are so many beautifully written fics out there that has you smiling at your screen, slow burns, comfort fics, character studies, stories with actual plots you get invested in and so many of them barely get noticed. And I think that’s part of why so many writers end up relying on smut more than we probably would otherwise. You start noticing what gets attention and what doesn’t and eventually there’s this feeling of “well, if I don’t add something spicy, is anyone even going to read this?”
I love writing smut and I love reading it too, so this isn’t about shaming anyone for enjoying it. I just wish other kinds of writing got the same excitement and appreciation. Sometimes I want to write something devastating, sweet, weird, emotional, or ridiculously slow burn and know people will still give it a chance without needing a mature tag attached to it 💔
I actually have to say, I agree. Years ago, I would read so many fics that were so beautiful written, romance and angst, not just smut. (Yes I’ve written smut) but I loveeeee the fics I used to read, and I’m still going to keep reblogging them here when I have the time to go back and read them.
Just tonight, I was going through my list to read, and I was skipping over smut because I just wasn’t in the mood, so always keep writing even when there is no smut!! Because we love you.
From memory, I actually haven't participated in the little events in October for writing. I know kinktober is the most popular but I have always enjoyed writing something everybody to enjoy (obvs no minors!)
This year I want to do it again! So, below the cut is all you need to know!
I am taking requests for this little event & they're open now!
Firstly, before you send any requests, please make sure you have read my guidelines which can be found here. It has everything you need to know about what I am and not comfortable writing.
I will try to write 5 fics for each category!
5 smut, 5 fluff, & 5 angst/dark fics.
When requesting it'll be really helpful for me if you label your request!
Example: For Kinktober, could I please request....
Please also make sure you tell me if reader is GN! or Fem! If you've forgotten, my default is Fem! Reader but if GN! fits better I will work with that.
Some characters I write for (not limited though!) -
More characters are listed in my guidelines post!
Yelena Belova
Wanda Maximoff
Olivia Benson
Agatha Harkness
Kate Bishop
Natasha Romanoff
Please remember that sending a request doesn't guarantee it will be written!
i keep seeing a lot of talk about there being an abundance of things like dark themes and taboo tropes in wanda/nat fics, and how it’s a sign of mental illness or trauma that should have help sought for instead of being written down. what if i’m not traumatised and i just like writing stepcest!
i feel it’s very easy to complain about what people write, and of course you have a right to express an opinion, but if you don’t enjoy what people create, you can always write your own. i don’t believe that the taboo stuff make up the majority of wanda/nat fics anyway so it’s not as if there aren’t other things to read. write what you like, read what you like, ignore what you don’t. i don’t think it’s healthy to assume things of people because of the fictional things they enjoy.
I’ll never understand why people genuinely whine about darker themes in fics when 95% of you will only come here to read smut.
Some, if not, most of the best work comes from the shit that makes you uncomfortable. As much as I love writing fan fiction, I hate how restrictive this shit has to be.
If you don’t like something, don’t read it. Simple. Block the tag, filter the key words & trust me, you’ll find that you’ll stop seeing that content you’re not into. But stop bitching to us writers about things YOU can easily avoid.
A city full is so many though! I hope its tall enough so they dont see me absolutely completely and utterly folding for Yelena the moment she tells me to spread
Summary: Yelena knows about your little crush.
➥Smut
Translations: Detka (baby)
Warnings: Oral (R receiving), Groping & Nipple Play (R receiving), slight degradation kink, semi-public sex? Shower sex | 1.1K
AC: Requested from this anon post. I hope you all enjoy! x
Your muscles ached from the brutal leg day you’d just finished with Yelena. Being her gym buddy definitely came at a price, a slightly painful but enjoyable one. Steam swirled around you as you rested your forehead against the cold tiles of the gym’s shower, blurring the outside world as your mind drifted to the way Yelena looked only moments ago.
You’d been trying for months to ignore the growing crush on the blonde. Stealing glances at her while she wasn’t looking, watching the way her thighs flexed under the strain of doing squats while holding barbells. The hot water from the shower couldn’t wash away the memory of how good she looked.
A heavy sigh escaped your lips, you knew it was wrong to crush on your friend, especially when that friend is Yelena. Every time she casually touched you to correct your form to every playful little contest between you made your feelings stronger for her. You couldn’t imagine what she’d think if she knew your eyes lingered a little longer on her when she was doing her squats or lifting weights. You ran your hand over your face, trying to shift your thoughts to something else, something other than her.
Between the music coming from the gym’s speakers and the running water, you didn’t hear when somebody else entered the shower room. Each stall had a door and lock of course, but through a slight and tiny crack near the door’s hinge, Yelena saw you. Her eyes lingered on what little curves she could see. She stepped forward on quiet footsteps, she heard you whisper to yourself.
“Get it together”
She knew. She saw the way your eyes would dart away from her whenever she would turn around in your direction. She felt the way your body tensed whenever her hands corrected your form, and she most definitely noticed the way you glared towards the other women in the gym who dared to take notice of her. Afterall, she’s a trained assassin, reading people is one of the things she’s good at.
You weren’t sure how you didn’t hear the door creak or the lock click but you froze when felt a pair of arms gently wrap around you from behind. You felt your heartbeat faster, you didn’t need to turn around to know who was it.
“L..Lena” you stuttered in shock.
“Shh” she whispered before she gently pulled you closer. Her lips graze against the curve of your neck, “is this what you’ve been thinking about, detka?” she murmured.
“I..I don’t kn-“
“Didn’t think I saw the way you looked at me?” she smirked as one hand drifted slowly up your stomach. “Your body is tensing up again” she teased before her lips gently pressed against your neck. “Tell me to stop detka and I will” she added.
A small breathless moan escaped your lips as she kissed your neck. Your eyes closed briefly as you leaned further into her arms. “Somebody might…might come in” you managed to say.
“Then let them watch” she whispered, her breath hot against your earlobe. One hand gently cupped your breasts while her other held you close against her.
Her words made your stomach flutter, the thought of somebody hearing you surprised you with a mix of fear and arousal. You felt your nipple harden against her palm, you could help but rest your head back against her shoulder, giving her full access to your neck.
“Look at you” she murmured, “so responsive and I’ve only just started” she added. Her accent didn’t help your situation; it only added to the throb between your thighs. “Mmm, you like this, don’t you, detka?” she said, giving your breast a squeeze hard enough to make you gasp.
“Y..yes” you whimpered, biting softly on your bottom lip.
“Dirty girl” Yelena teased, a smirk tugging at her lips. She rolled your nipple between her fingers, sending a sharp jolt of pleasure straight to your core. The way you slightly squirmed only made her tease you more.
You arched your back slightly, begging for more as her hand travelled from your breast back down to your stomach. Gently, she turned you and pushed you up against the wet, tiled wall. Her eyes roamed over your naked form now fully in front of her as she ran her tongue along her bottom lip.
“Spread your legs, detka” she ordered as she dropped to her knees. The warm water ran over her blonde hair and down her back. You hesitated for a moment before shifting your stance to give her access.
Your pussy throbbed at the sight of her on her knees for you, her eyes on you. She leaned in and ran her tongue flat against your slit, lapping at your wetness.
“Lena..” You moaned, your head falling back against the wall with a dull thud.
Your hands found her wet, blonde locks as you gripped onto her for balance. Yelena ignored you, her hangs gripped the back of your thighs, pulling you further on her tongue. Her tongue swirled around your clit before she gave you a few teasing sucks. You tangled your fingers in her wet hair as you began to grind your hips against her face.
“Ohh...fuck!” you gasped.
The sound of the shower was loud but not loud enough to cover the moans you so desperately had to muffle. Every flick of her tongue against your clit made you grind even harder against her. You looked down at her, watching as her head moved between your thighs without a care in the word.
“Baby…god! Pl…please! I’m gonna…fuck! if anyone comes…in!” you moaned.
Yelena pulled back just enough to speak, her breath hot against your folds. “Oh, but you’d like that, wouldn’t you?” she teased before diving back in, sliding her tongue inside you.
Your free hand flew over your mouth to muffle your moans, your hips rocking more against her tongue. Yelena’s hands on your thighs tighten as she held you up, lapping at your pussy as she matched the rock of your hips.
“I’m…. gonna…” Your moaned, muffled as you came. Your muscles spasm with pleasure as Yelena kept up her speed, only pausing to suck on your clit, drawing out your orgasm longer until you were slumped against the wall.
She pulled hesitantly pulled away, running her tongue over her lips as she stood up. She turned the water off before stepping closer to you once more.
“That was a better work out” she smirked as she leaned in, kissing you so you could taste yourself just how she did.
Do you guys think that little girl in that one scene from Thunderbolts* now calls them her heroes? Like whenever they’re on the news she’s like “that’s them!! They’re the superheroes who saved me!”
Because that would mean that *cough, cough*
Yelena Belova, little girls are calling YOU their hero 🙂↕️🥹