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One Door Opens | 2.7k | F!Reader | Separated Couple, Pining, Angst
How it works: A pick a favorite passage from your work for each category below. It can be a line or a few paragraphs.
Thanks for the tag @the-blind-assassin-12!
Most Romantic Writing: from Glory: Ezra x f!reader
Scars on either side of his rib cage where they planted chest tubes in him on the freighter. Indentation in the crook of his elbow where they'd inserted a large-bore IV line. Tight, thick line against the soft swell of his belly where Inumon tried to gut him, faint rectangular discolorations where they'd harvested skin grafts to pad his stump.
Ezra stays still and lets you touch him, lets you map him, memorize him, make him your own. He is warm beneath your questing hands. It becomes too much for him and he hooks his hand around the nape of your neck and presses his mouth to yours, slides his tongue between your parted lips to touch yours, gentle and wanting and you whimper into his mouth, this softness between you is new and raw and open, and he draws back to look at you, to search your face with those dark eyes.
"How about this one? "You run the pad of your thumb over the silvered scar beneath his eye, a jagged fingernail moon.
"Me and my brother were playing chase," says Ezra, "I tripped up and fell on a sharp bit of rock. He ran like a rabbit once he saw all the blood. I used to think it made me ugly. Seems a bit silly now, huh?" You lean into him, sharing his breath, his warmth, his palm spread wide between your shoulder blades, press your lips to that little half-moon.
"You're not ugly, Ezra, I'll fight anyone who says different."
Angstiest Writing - from Remain Nameless: Ezra and Cee w/Gn!Reader
"Will it hurt?“ This question twists in his chest like Inumon’s knife. He closes his eyes briefly, the weight of her gaze suddenly unbearable.
“No,” he says, “Once the CO2 gets high enough, we’ll get drowsy and fall asleep. We won’t feel a thing.” Cee nods. The resignation in her face breaks him, as if she never expected anything other than to die on some harvesting venture gone horribly wrong. Ezra’s known in his secret heart for a while that this life would most likely kill him, he’d become addicted to the rush, to chasing that one huge score.
Most Humorous Writing: from Loser Diffuser 1: Not Like In The Movies
“God, you’re stupid,” says Dieter, and cradles your face in his warm palms, “You remember Hell’s Holler? When they dragged my corpse through the woods?”
“Sure i do, we got a Razzie for that one.”
“You glued a silicone patch over my asshole so nothing weird would just get up in there on accident, remember?”
“Wish I could forget—“
“I trusted you to glue my butthole shut,” says Dieter, his eyes go big and wide, “Doesn’t that mean anything to you?”
Sexiest Writing: from The One That I Call Baby: Marcus Pike x f!reader
You whimper around the intrusion, slow shallow thrust between your lips, his other hand stroking feather light over your panties, “Show me how you’re gonna suck me. Show me you want it.” Shoves deep into your throat and you buck against his fingers, cry out against the silicone and he draws it slow from your mouth, little teasing movements.
“You like this,” says Marcus, traces the silicone cock over your collarbones and across your aching nipples, and when your mouth falls open in a soft cry he pushes his fingers in, salt of his skin on your tongue. “There you go. You need something in that mouth, don’t you, Baby?” Presses the spit-slimed dildo into you, sinks it deep and you whimper.
“That won’t do at all, will it?” Thrusts his fingers in and out of your mouth, mirroring the movement of the fake cock inside you, his other hand grabs yours and guides you to the toy’s flared base.
NP tags: @oonajaeadira @grogusmum @lyrslair @writeforfandoms @honestly-shite and anyone else who sees this and wants to play! Consider yourself tagged!
How it works: A pick a favourite passage from your work for each category below. It can be a line or a few paragraphs.
Thank you to the dearest babes @sawymredfox & @bergamote-catsandbooks for the tags I appreciate y’all babes
I tried to challenge myself by picking the most straight to the punch passages I love but it made me second guess my choices even now lmao but ok… not gonna lie gang this made me feel a little sad/disheartened knowing I haven’t written as much this year but I instead wanna focus on how grateful I am knowing I still can connect in other ways with so many of you lovelies!!! So here’s to finding ways to embrace every type of our writing seasons
Most Romantic (or sweetest): Mr Winter - Santa!Joel x Reader
Acts of service Joel, my beloved, the building romantic tension of a marriage of convenience & the soft ending… I always want to see this as my ultimate “Hallmark Movie” cozy romance fic
His hand moves to hold your face again, gently, like you’re a precious treasure.
And you think he might be yours.
Joel kisses you, the softest sweetest press of his lips that melts into your bones. And when you open your eyes, he’s gone.
All that’s left are the faintest hints of snow flurries on your living room floor…
And of course he made sure to take his beer.
Your Angst-iest writing: A Dangerous Thing - Dave York modern Dr Jekyll & Mr Hyde AU
Forbidden desires, two affairs, creature horror, the fear of watching someone you love become something unrecognizable, death & love going hand in hand in the worst way possible… also this is the ending I left open for you to decide if it’s happy or not and sometimes that’s the true angst of it all
But when he has you bouncing on his cock, has you growling now, feeling like you want to claw your skin off and consume him the way Dave’s consumed you…
You wonder if you really have become a monster too, and it’s too late to leave now.
Shakespeare was right, hell is empty and the devils are here.
Your most humorous: Go Play Your Video Games - Dieter Bravo x Streamer/Youtuber!reader
The fic that actually made me giggle when I wrote some of the lines, I miss these two and their wacky silly chemistry so much
“I just wanna come home to you. Wanna see your moisturizer in my bathroom. I want to get into fights over which Pringle’s flavor is best,” Dieter continues so earnest. “It’s the shrimp cocktail flavor by the way.”
“It’s not.” You reply with a sniffle and Dieter smirks affectionately as his thumb strokes your hand.
Your sexiest: Cosmic Love - Marcus Pike x Reader x Marcus Acacius time travel AU
A sexy double Marcus sandwich… a true dream and that’s all I gotta say 🙂↕️
Their hands all over you touch every inch they can. You’ve never felt this desired, never been the epicenter of affection and passion like this before. You just as eagerly try grabbing at either man with as much clawed possession as you can.
They’re both yours now after all.
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it’s 1:19am and the méxico v england match starts at 2am. i don’t really have any real patriotism here, but i do have an insane need to be in-the-know, and be able to comment on the narrative with some semblance of knowledge.
therefore i, not-a-football-nor-england-fan, will be watching this silly match.
it’s 1:19am and the méxico v england match starts at 2am. i don’t really have any real patriotism here, but i do have an insane need to be in-the-know, and be able to comment on the narrative with some semblance of knowledge.
therefore i, not-a-football-nor-england-fan, will be watching this silly match.
it’s 1:19am and the méxico v england match starts at 2am. i don’t really have any real patriotism here, but i do have an insane need to be in-the-know, and be able to comment on the narrative with some semblance of knowledge.
therefore i, not-a-football-nor-england-fan, will be watching this silly match.
