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I love "Loved Not Wisely," and it has remained my most favorite fanfic to read to the point where it just becomes more God tier in my eyes each time I reread it! Your writing was so well done in that one and I love how in character Lawless felt ^^
Oh my gosh, I was in the middle of exams when I first saw this and fell asleep and thought this message was just a dream until I checked my inbox again!! This semester has been trying, so that makes me so happy to hearšā¤ļø Iām so happy you love something I wrote that much. You really have no idea how much that means to meāŗļøšš
tumblr app updated today and replaced the account tab at the bottom right of the screen with the merch store
account is now only accessible on the dashboard tab and u cannot save your place scrolling on your own blog while scrolling the dashboard, a change that has made this app nigh unusable for me. iām posting here because this blog has thousands of followers, please āget publicly furious about this! send emails complaining to staff! write bad app store reviews! this change is literally so evil and signals worse things to come, i really cherish the space and community this site provides and iād hate to see it become half buggy and unnavigable tiktok/instagram knockoff #52 and half ugly merch store. thank u for reading.
when hayao miyazaki said that true love was two people inspiring each other to liveā¦recognizing just how hard living is, putting one foot in front of the other every day, how easy it is to lose our passion for itā¦ā¦ thatās the real shit
Prompt: Oral sex | Sixty-nine & āLetās just have sex instead.ā
Warning: Smut! Minors DNI!!!š Oral sex (female receiving), vaginal fingering, mentions of face-sitting, public sex, clothed sex, dirty talk
Intended Audience: Female Audience
Word Count: 3046
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Disclaimer: I do not own Ikemen Prince or any of its characters. All of that goodness is the property of Cybird. I do, however, own the plot of this fanfic. Please do not repost this on any other website.
Authorās Note: I tell myself these will be short and then I write 3000 wordsš
Welcome back to @kissmetwicekissmedeadlyās Visions of Temptation 2022!! Iāll be doing research for my bachelorās thesis and juggling this in my free time, but Iām going to try to give some quality pieces for at least a few prompts, hehe.
Whatās that, a Clavis fic that starts with āAre you crazy?ā
If the fact that itās written for you didnāt speak to me, that would be the moment Iād know itās gonna be a good fic - but i have the pleasure of knowing this beforehand š¤
I seriously think Iāve never laid my eyes upon a better Clavis smutā¦maybe just for tonight I can be a clavis lover? Can I? You write fics that would make one forget about their faves for a second and itās dangerous! But can you blame me when this had so many of my favorite things in it? Cockwarming at night, humping her awakeā¦by the time the ending rolled in with that hint of breeding kink I was a goner. I also want to compliment you on how well you got Clavisā character in this! The nonstop terms of endearment hand in hand with the pure filth coming out of his mouthā¦ Amazing. And this is just the first fic for kinktober! For MINE at that! I honestly forgot here for a second there and now Iām shy šš¤ I hope, no, I know youāll do amazing with your thesis, so I can wish you instead some well-filled pockets of free time, abundantly flowing creative juices and many moments of rest that you deserve ā¤ļø wow this got long but I just wanna tell you Sister, Iāll never NOT be astonishing by your works and your style. Thank you for sharing them with us. ā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļø
Like, I was totally doubting myself when I wrote this. It just didnāt feel like my usual quality to me since itās been a hot minute since I wrote anything (damn real life). But this!!! I want to do nothing but write now! Your comments are always so sweet, it makes me want to run around like a happy little bunny (for lack of a better analogyš) Of course, I had to start off strong for your kinktober! Gotta bring my A-game for this time of year. Itās when IāmĀ most motivated, haha! My dear, you are the absolute BEST! I am going to be smiling all evening. Thank you so much for your praise every timešš
I assure you this is EXACTLY your usual quality! You havenāt gotten out of shape at all but even if you were, please know that you have someone out there that would gladly consume everything you publish - plus, life happens! Ahh Iām so glad to have motivated you!! šš That makes two bunnies hopping joyfully around jfjdjgj I hope life can be kinder to you and give you all the time to write that you need <33
Iām smiling, too, you know? How couldnāt I! š„ŗš„ŗā¤ļøā¤ļø Ily, Sister!!! Looking forward to your future works! Take care!
Omg, thank you!!šš Gonna remember that next time I ask myself what Iām doingšš Sending you all the positive energy and lovings! Youāre the sweetest and you deserve all the bestš
matsukawa issei proposes to you on your second date.
sort of.
he says it so casually, so effortlessly. like he was commenting on your choice of shoes, or the weather.
"i think i could spend the rest of my life with you."
you play it off as simple flirtation, albeit a little forward, but that's just who issei is. brazen. unfiltered. constantly toeing a line between jest and sincerity.
time goes on. casual dates turn to dating, two apartments become one, lives apart become a life together.
issei brings up marriage all the time. you always laugh and play it off.
on your first anniversary he tells you he was looking at rings a few days prior. you tell him you want a diamond so big it makes your finger ache under the weight of it.
on your birthday two years in, he remarks that the botanical garden you two visit for the day would make a good wedding venue. you tell him you'll only marry him in the spring when the flowers are in bloom.
on christmas after three years together, he tells you he can't wait to watch your children open gifts. you tell him he needs to improve his gift wrapping before that happens.
and on a random tuesday four years after your second date, matsukawa issei sinks to his knee in your shared living room. it's raining outside. you're wearing your pyjamas. the diamond on the ring is sparkling in the blue light of the television.
"i wanted to wait for a special occasion," he says, and this time you know it's not a joke, that it really never was, "but I've asked you so many times by now, on holidays and birthdays or whatever, I guess there's not much point."
outside the rain patters against the window panes. issei's face is full of hope.
Alright kids, listen up because @staff have pulled off a corker of a hot mess and have decided to add "Community Labels". I guess they've decided we can't be trusted to add our own warnings and people can't make sensible choices with what they engage with.
But why does it matter to me?
Tumblr have made labels AN OPT IN SITUATION which means every single blog here is automatically set to hide any triggering content
If you want to continue to be able to access and read fanfiction PLEASE go into your settings and click "show" on at least the "Mature" and "Sexual Themes" labels!!
ALSO IOS USERS: there's an extra fun "Hide additional content" bit just to really try and block us from any hopes of success. Make sure you opt out of that too otherwise I think content will be blocked on the mobile app!
Attached to this post are screenshots from my settings so you guys know what to look for. I could only find it on my desktop settings and not on the mobile app (for now at least)qq
ok hold on. i'm going to add more context here because i saw this and was super confused.
to start with, here's the link to the help page on community labels.
what is a community label?
it is a label that you can add to any post you've created or reblogged. it is also a label that anyone who sees your post can SUGGEST to add, at which point the tumblr moderators are summoned to see whether the label does in fact apply to your post.
what kind of labels can you add?
mature (which is a catch-all), violence, drug/addiction, and sexual themes. so basically, mature content that iOS hates
what's the point of adding labels?
as OP said, people viewing your posts can filter based on labels. so they can choose to:
show all posts (functionally, no difference from how stuff works now)
blur all posts with a label (so they see a card for the post, but the content is hidden and they need to click to see it)
hide all posts with a label (it's as if they were never on your dash)
so what's the problem? this doesn't sound so bad
the problem is that tumblr made the hide option the default option for every community label for everyone.
if you want to be in compliance with labeling laws (aka, you don't want the tumblr moderators to come for you), you should label your posts. but if you start labeling them, your posts are IMMEDIATELY going to be hidden from EVERYONE.
uhhhh ok so what do i do?
if you're a person with a tumblr blog: immediately go to tumblr desktop and fix your label settings to whatever is best for you
if you're a consumer of content: don't start flagging posts for missing labels, please, PLEASE. give everyone a chance to figure out wtf is going on and fix their label settings
if you're a creator of content: start labeling? (but maybe, like, not right now. maybe once everyone has turned label settings off.)
if you're a reblogger of content: hell if i know. the help page doesn't specify whether a label you add to a downstream reblog affects the upstream post. maybe don't do that, until tumblr clarifies what the heck is going on
Summary: Thereās not a number in the world that can describe how many times youāve seen Katsuki mad. Youāre no stranger to it, no stranger to his temper or his bite, because you see it in action all the time, when itās aimed at other people.
Never you.
Katsuki lets his anger out on you for the first time. Itās nasty and itās cruel, and you donāt know how to feel. Neither does he.
Warnings/tags: angst with a happy ending, arguments, heās mean at the beginning, a very angry and jealous Katsuki, then a very sad n soft Katsuki, a bit of crying, makeup sex, aftercare
You donāt hear Katsukiās voice, donāt feel Katsukiās touch or see his hands on the wheel and on your thigh. Where they usually are. Where he likes them. Instead, youāre scooched as far away from him as the car walls allow. Your gaze is frozen, much like your body, and aimed far out the window.
You can see, yeah, you can definitely see the beautiful scene of the bustling night city, but the view is the farthest thing on your mind right now.
As far as youāre concerned, youāre trying your best to figure out just what the hell happened.
To be clear. I donāt want āour past love ended in betrayal and anger and now we hate each other.ā I want āwe died in love and in each otherās armsā but the current incarnations do NOT remember and they ARE trying their best to End the other one and these new sudden flashbacks to lovingly holding each otherās hands is EXTREMELY UPSETTING
SUMMARY. you fall in love with the fearsome gang leader, but he seldom says it back
NOTE. yes I have forsaken my other wips for this piece, the recent chapters just make me wanna hold him tightly and clutch him to my chest *puppy dog eyes*
WARNINGS. soft smut, minors dni 18+ only
You move the tips of your fingers slowly over his forehead, brushing the hair out of his face. Smooth as silk. Gently running your fingers through his hair, the strands light and clean from his morning shower.
Mikey keeps his eyes closed all the while. Your touch is soothing. Intoxicating. He likes the feeling of your weight pressing against his body. He likes the steady rise and fall of your chest as you entertain yourself with his half awake form.
His eyelids flutter when you rest the palm of your hand on his cheek, stroking a light eyebrow with the pad of your thumb.
You notice right away that his breathing falters. Heart thumping loudly in his chest. And you giggle a little, the sound light and heart warming, as you know all too well the tell-tale signs of manjiro waiting for a kiss.
Your thumb travels lower to play with his bottom lip. Itās soft, much softer than when you first met him. When you had to constantly remind him to put on some chapstick and drink some water. When he was haunted and heart broken by whatever ghosts he refused to talk about.
Now he just borrows your chapstick right off your lips.
Mikeyās eyebrows pull together the smallest amount in a childish frustration. He struggles to keep his face relaxed, making them twitch with the effort.
You giggle again as you lean in, softly brushing your own mouth against his, letting them gently touch without puckering. You pull away just before Mikey moves to kiss back, leaving him even more annoyed than he began.
āThatās not a real kiss.ā His voice is a little hoarse from his nap, hand coming up to rub the sleep from his eyes as his annoyance riles him into motion.
He slowly opens his eyes to your tender smile. His perfect person resting teasingly atop his chest. āWhatās a real kiss?ā You tease with the quirk of your head. Eyeing him with a sense of satisfaction heāll never understand how you get from him.
He replies back with a coy smile of his own, ālet me show you,ā as his fingers find themselves in your hair, pulling you closer to him.
Everything about you screams comfort as your bodies meld into the kiss. Heās rough as he moves his mouth against you, hand on the back of your neck as he parts his lips to taste you. To slip his tongue into your mouth.
Itās a tiny whimper that escapes from you. Getting lost in Mikeyās passion as his tongue makes your head swim. He easily flips you over so that your back is pressed into the bed and he can grind his hips onto yours.
The friction. It creates a delicious ache between you. Youāre breathing heavy and panting into his mouth before he brakes the kiss.
Mikey rests his forehead against yours before grinding against you again and leaning down to peck your lips. Once. Twice more before another surly grind.
āThank you,ā he whispers in a husky voice. Tipping his head to catch sight of the growing tent in his sweats.
You laugh because you know him. Manjiro never says āI love you.ā Heās lost too many people to ever get the words out again. He thinks itās a curse. The magic words to take someone away. And for as long as you have been doing this, heās never said it.
Only a deep and heartfelt āthank you.ā
āI love you, Mikey.ā
He winces before bringing his mouth back to kiss you. Roughly, hips thrusting against you as he kisses you with a desperate passion unlike before.
Your arms wrap around him as your bodies entangle, fingers digging into his shoulders as you melt beneath him. Itās only when Mikeyās hand comes between you and slips underneath your clothes that you let out a needy gasp.
He kisses the side of your neck tenderly. Pecking it again before whispering āyouāre so wet..ā You arch your back when he runs two fingers through your folds, collecting the slick and pushing one finger deep inside.
You let out a soft, heavy sigh as he works his finger inside you, slowly adding a second to curl into a hard pump, forcing you to arch your back and let out a loud moan.
Heās quick to slip off your bottoms, stripping you bare so that you lay naked beneath him. He loves you that way. Naked and exposed. Vulnerable only in a way that he gets to see you.
Freeing himself of his sweats, lowering the hem just to his thighs, he slots himself inside you quickly and to the hilt, leaving you no time to adjust as youāre suddenly complete with Mikey inside you. Stretching you full and squeezing him in return.
He breathes against your neck, a light shudder as you clench around him. You wrap your arms and legs around him, blanketing him in your warmth, your body, calling his empty heart home and making a nest in your chest.
As your body adjusts to the size, arousal pooling where youāre both connected, he gives little shallow thrusts as stimulation. Never wanting to be away for too long. Coming out slowly, hesitantly, thrusting back in with unequal force. Hard, deep. Closer closer but never too far apart. Grinding the little tufts of his hair against your clit. A teasing sensation added to his reach inside of you.
Youāre panting. Itās not the usual way when Mikey fucks you. When youāre both having fun or when he really wants to make you scream. Itās saturated in intimacy, in a different kind of desperation.
So you entwine your fingers in his hair, let him pepper desperate kisses along your neck and collarbone, kiss his cheek and ear and lips back. Let him move how he needs, let him thrust faster and harder until youāre gasping. Until you feel it. The ocean wave of ecstasy rising under your skin, and hear his praises in the background.
āThatās right, baby, j-just a little moreā¦ā
āYouāre so good to me, fuckā¦I need you so badā¦I need youā¦ā
You tip over the edge first, followed shortly after by his deep gasp, growling moan. Desperately clinging onto him as he holds your face in his hands, pressing his forehead against yours with eyes squeezed tightly shut. Unloading all of his unsaid love within you, coating you in a hot, sticky white.
He kisses you tenderly as he comes down from his high. One kiss after another while youāre still connected.
āMikeyā¦ā you whisper, half fucked out and half utterly relaxed, safe in his hold in a post-coital bliss.
āDonāt leave me,ā he kisses your forehead tenderly, saying the words with a clarity you didnāt think heād have yet. āDonāt ever leaveā¦ā
