hello! i wanted to put this blog together for all of the things i write. there will be ships, x reader, and self shipping here. please enter at your own discretion :)
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MINORS DNI. THIS IS AN 18+ WARNING FOR NSFW CONTENT. IT WILL BE TAGGED APPROPRIATELY. I WILL BLOCK IF YOU INTERACT WITH MY NSFW CONTENT WITHOUT AGE IN BIO/ACC
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The diversity and representation you’re looking for already exists. Instead of complaining that authors aren't catering to your exact standards, put that effort into finding and lifting up the creators who are actually doing wonders with their craft!
Pairing Key
Anime | TV show/movie | K-pop | Video games | OCs /Original works | Comics
No Symbol: The author exclusively writes M x F (Male x Fem!Reader) or their stories feature OCs (Original Characters) with fixed genders.
☁️: Gender Neutral Reader
💌: queer fiction (wlw, mlm, etc)
🤎: All of the above (including mxf)
🌬𝒮𝐸𝒞𝒯𝐼𝒪𝒩 𝐼: 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓 𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄
[Category: Fluff, Domesticity, & Pure Tenderness]
For the tender love, the awkward meets, and the pure adoration we’re told is rare. No struggle, just sweetness
Featured Authors:
@iamaslutfor3dman - only writes fluff and angst. If you like Ryomen Sukuna, you are in for a treeat. ☆
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@kajismp3 - writes incredible fluff and angst—no smut! I'm always left with a warm feeling after reading her stories. Her work is wonderful. ☆
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@moralisist - writes exclusively SFW fluff. Her work is incredibly sweet and highly recommended if you're looking for something wholesome! ☆
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🤎@mtcloudsworld - has a good bit of fluff, mainly smut for the DC fandoms. The way she writes sensory details is *chefs kiss <3 ☆☆
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@pinkhoodi - is a truly versatile creator, offering everything from fluff and angst to crack hcs and SMAUs. She has moodboards paired with headcanons for both characters and Reader archetypes—like a Pop Princess Reader. ☆☆
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@s0urw00lf - has lots of fics for Supernatural, Teen Wolf, TVD, etc. I loooove her Sam x reader fics. ☆
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@usoppshoneydew is pretty much exclusively black reader fluff fics for Marvel and Call Of Duty!! She has a lot of good stuff. Her works with Simon are my favorite. ☆☆
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🥀𝒮𝐸𝒞𝒯𝐼𝒪𝒩 𝐼𝐼: 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐔𝐓-𝐏𝐔𝐍𝐂𝐇
[Category: Angst, Mixed Emotions, & Melancholy]
For when you want to feel something raw. Angst that varies and stays with you long after you close the tab.
Featured Authors:
@krys4h - pretty much falls under anything, but her angst stories are amazing and one of a kind. HER WORK STAYS ON MY MIND FOR WEEKS AFTER I READ IT. ☆
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@alaiasole - Falls under other categories as well, but her multiple part stories and angst one-shots are amazing. ☆
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🗺 𝒮𝐸𝒞𝒯𝐼𝒪𝒩 𝐼𝐼𝐼: 𝐁𝐄𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐄
[Category: High-Concept AUs, Folklore, & Fairytales]
Out of the box plots, folklore, and fairytales. Think high-fantasy world-building where Black women are the center of the myth.
Featured Authors:
@neighbourscat - Another extremely versatile creator. She has amazing fluff, smut, and aus (like fallen entertainment idol!tyriq withers x tech balancer!blackfem!reader, or bestfriend from overseas!tyriq withers x royal descendant!blackfem!reader. If you’re looking for content that feels unique and high-effort, she’s exactly where you need to be. ☆☆☆
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@raggycookie - Her Vampire!Eren fic is amazing—the dacryphilia and exhibitionism elements are handled so well, and the chemistry is explosive. It’s unique, it’s intense. ☆
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@otakufilms did an apocalyptic sci-fi fic with Ony!! Her work is consistently incredible. 10/10, highly recommend. ☆
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@zensei8 - is extremely creative. Think big bad wolf!sukuna x little red!reader. Incredible world-building and fairytale reimagining. ☆
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🌶 𝒮𝐸𝒞𝒯𝐼𝒪𝒩 𝐼𝒱: 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐭
[Tender & Creative Smut]
This is for the well-written and creative fics that actually have plot/story to go with the freaky stuff.
Featured Authors:
@blkkizzat - She crafts rough, otherworldly smut that pulls you in, but it’s the storytelling that keeps you there. Her mini-series are god sent. ☆
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@k0niiii-blog you'll find fluff, angst, and smut. Her stories are not centered on sex, and they all have great depth to them. So you'll find plot, emotional intensity, etc. ☆☆
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@otakufilms - Her works are a beautiful blend of grit and domesticity—written with such warmth they’ll make your heart ache in the best way possible. From her earliest pieces to her newest, everything she touches is a masterpiece. ☆
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@shawtuzi - The smut is top-notch, but you'll stay for the way she makes you fall in love with the character's personalities. ☆☆
@amourflores - Her library is still in the making, but keep a close eye on her; she’s working on greatness!!
incoming...
🤎@liliacsdelight - I do this genre justice. ☆☆☆☆
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@tojisteddy - Featuring tropes like daddy kinks and fauxcest. The Simon Riley and Toji Fushiguro girls are well fed over there! ☆☆☆
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💮 𝒮𝐸𝒞𝒯𝐼𝒪𝒩 𝒱𝐼: 𝐃𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬, 𝐓𝐨𝐞-𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭
[Gritty & Edgy Erotica]
This is for the creators who write. brain-chemistry-altering smut. Whether it’s minimal to no plot, or character-driven intensity, these authors deliver. It's not your average smut!
@2neaky - Her descriptions are so visceral and detailed, you’ll forget you’re even reading. Her work is truly on another level... it’s just so good 😣. FEMDOM AND SWITCH DYNAMICS>>. ☆☆☆
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@chrollohearttags - Writes the kind of smut that lives in your head. You’ll re-read it all day, and dream about it at night. ☆
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🤎@h3avenlyglory - Another amazing writer. She has a variety of fics on her account. Her masterlist is a goldmine. I love you heavenly. ☆☆☆☆☆
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@jazzthatonewriterchick - Writes a bit of everything tbh. The tension she builds is so thick—and when it snaps?? 10S ACROSS THE BOARD. ☆
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@jjdaddywrites18 - Quality over quantity. Every piece she drops is great. She balances soft, sugary fluff with top-tier spice. ☆
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@ridingreeves - Incredibly intense. Her writing creates a physical tension that lasts from the first sentence to the very last (it be throbbing the entire time while reading). ☆
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@st4rbwrry - Her one-shots are written perfection, delivering exactly what you need in every genre imaginable. ☆
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@tojiseviltwin - She writes for multiple fandoms. Has great fluff too! Every fic will leave you giggling and kicking your feet. ☆
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Masterlist Disclaimer & Notes
I am constantly updating it and adding more creators. While I’ve gathered these names to celebrate the community, I haven’t thoroughly read every single piece of work by every author listed, which leads me to my next points.
Categorization: Authors are placed in categories based on what they seem to write the most or what they are best known for. Authors, if you’d like to be moved to a different category, please just dm me!
Featured Stories: For now, I have linked individual author masterlists or included 2–3 stories to get you started. Authors, if there is a specific story you’d rather have featured or if you want to swap a link, my dms are open.
You Should Know: This specific post is intended to highlight authors. I am currently working on a separate, massive Fic Rec Masterlist that will feature specific stories across all these categories and more!
This is just a small corner of the community. If you know a Black creator doing something unique, tag them below so I can check them out and add them to the list (please add what category they fit in)!
Disclaimer: No illegal or extremely taboo content/creators will be featured.
Thank you @krys4h!! You basically recommended half the list.
series inspired by Supernatural season 11 episode 4 "Baby"
bokuakakuroken, domestic fluff, established relationship, er-nurse kuroo tetsurou
Summary: The kitchen was safe. It was home, love, warmth, and a hug wrapped in one. And with every passing season, it's importance intensified.
cw: fluff, a bit of angst, er nurse kuroo
wc: 0.6k
Kuroo sighed as entered the kitchen, shrugging his jacket off his shoulders to place on the back of a chair. The morning light etching its way onto the walls of their apartment meant that he’d spent the entire night on shift and not in his bed.
“Kuro?” he heard from behind him, jumping at the unexpected noise. He turned to find Kenma’s adorable eye rubs which let him know Kenma had actually gotten some sleep that night. “You’re home,” his tone brightened as he rushed to wrap his arms around the taller man.
His arms wrapped around Kenma’s body with practiced ease. The tension from his shift seemed to roll off of him in waves the longer he held Kenma in his embrace. He held on just a bit tighter. “’M sorry. Long shift.” He’d barely even gotten out of his scrubs before leaving the hospital and the weight of untreated patients was still seeping into his bones. The hospital, no matter how much he didn’t want it to, would be tethered to him for as long as he worked in the emergency room.
But once he’d crossed the threshold into their kitchen, he could share the weight of his burden with his partners. They were always there, listening and ready to catch him if he fell, when it mattered the most and for that, Kuroo would forever be grateful.
A moment later, another pair of soft footsteps joined the two of them. “Tetsu? Kenma?” Akaashi questioned as he squinted into the kitchen. A soft smile covered Kuroo’s lips at seeing Akaashi without his glasses — they were on the kitchen table for some reason.
He reached around Kenma to pick up the assistive device and handed them to his boyfriend. “Glasses?” he asked playfully, a smirk forming where the smile once was. Akaashi rolled his eyes while blinking at his newfound vision.
“How was your shift?” Akaashi asked softly, already starting up the coffee machine but making sure to stand next to Kuroo. “You didn’t text us that you were staying so late.” He stifled a yawn over his statement and Kuroo reached out to poke him in the side. Akaashi’s glare could cut through steel but Kuroo smiled brightly at the attention.
“Only one bad one tonight. Don’t wanna talk about it,” he replied, tensing as Kenma’s grip on his torso momentarily tightened. “I’ll be okay and will probably talk about it later but right now I’m just happy to be home.”
Akaashi’s voice was warm when he spoke. “And we’re happy to have you.” The coffee maker was almost done filling Akaashi’s cup. Kenma’s would be next and judging by the soft snores emitting from Kuroo’s mid-section, the smaller man had already fallen back asleep in Kuroo’s arms.
“Standing has gotta be a new achievement or something,” Kuroo whispered.
“I’m gonna kill you,” Kenma mumbled into Kuroo’s chest, his fingers already attempting to find purchase in Kuroo’s lower abdomen.
Kuroo shook with soft laughter and tugged Kenma’s hands back around him. “No, you’re not. You’d miss me too much when I was gone.”
“It’d be worth it,” Kenma grumbled, finally disentangling himself to snatch Akaashi’s coffee from his hand and steal two sips. Kuroo watched Akaashi’s fond, although frustrated, eyes rest on Kenma’s content face.
Kuroo’s tired eyes drifted slowly between his two partners as the golden sun accentuated their still-tired expressions. His body was starting to shut down from being awake for more than twelve hours but he was happy to sit in the kitchen and soak up the morning with Akaashi and Kenma.
no no its okay i love when ppl write x reader fics n the r is so obviously white— oh and smaus? no i literally die for when instead of using candids of many different types of women to bring together the fact that reader could be anyone they ALWAYS plaster it with white women no darker than a piece of wonder bread. dontttt forget the blonde hair!!
sorry yall. it’s been a crazy weekend and i just haven’t had the energy to be here. i should be back on track for this week to post some x reader writings!!
i'm just thinking about rhodey and tony growing old together... finally free of the pressures of superhero life but still mentoring their band of rascals. a life well-lived, even as tragic as it was, but one filled with love as well.
It’s that time of year again! We are excited to announce that we are hosting the event again this year!
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Prompts:
Mistake
Change
Splintered
At what cost?
Alone
Betrayal
Aimless
Tormented
Longing
Drowning
Traitor
“I didn’t ask for this.”
Pretending
Morally Grey
Internal Battle
Hell of Their Own Making
“Just go”
Burning
Impossible Choice
Conflict
Bravery
Voice Breaking
Shattered Reality
Something Rare
Exploited Weakness
Sinners and Saints
Vices
Confession
Rain
Bittersweet
Alt Prompts:
Broken Promises
Brokenhearted
One of those days
Too soft for all of it
Religion
Gone
Nightmares
Against Their Will
Not Enough
Flinch
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You own a cafe that Abbot, Shen, and Ellis like to frequent after their shift. You may or may not be harbouring a crush on them.
Pairings: Polyamorous Jack Abbot x Reader x John Shen & Parker Ellis x Reader.
Word count: 1.5k
Tags: Reader is bisexual; Reader owns a cafe.
Notes: this was meant to be under 1k but idk how to do that, apparently.
this fic is based on a request for my 1k celebration! read this and make your own request :)
There’s small cafe around the corner from the PTMC that opened its doors two months ago. A chalkboard A-Frame sign on the street that displays discounts for medical professionals.
7 AM marks the start of day shift, and the end of night shift. And like clockwork, they file in, a bell chiming overhead.
“What if I change it up?” Shen muses, hands stationed on his hips, staring up at the blackboard menu of drink selections.
Behind the counter, you can’t disguise the way your mouth drops. Gaze dropping to the already prepared drinks sitting on the serving tray. “Oh.”
“I’m kidding. I’m kidding, I’m so sorry. I was kidding.” His hands on the edges of the tray, stopping you from dragging it back to your side of the counter space.
“No, I mean, you can try something new if you—”
“Oh, I absolutely don’t want to. I’m a creature of habit.”
Ellis, who’s already claimed their table, laughs. “Shen, buddy.”
“I’m sorry,” Shen says again, but he’s grinning like it’s the best prank he’s ever initiated.
You shake your head. “You know, I don’t think you are. But I’ll accept it.”
Shen beams. You think he winks at you, but you’re pretty sure that’s just you and your wishful thinking.
Abbot slides in next to him, tapping his card against the EFTPOS machine. “Thank you. Sorry about him.”
“Thank you. Enjoy.” You wave them off.
Their table stays quiet for the first 15 minutes as they always do, unwinding from their shift in companionable silence.
You keep working, and as it passes 8 AM, they leave, as they always do. The three of them don’t come every day, but it’s close enough that you’ve learned their orders and names.
You’ve never quite breached the wall of hospitality you’ve upheld, but something changes after Shen’s stunt.
Three days later, they’re back again, albeit later than seven. The tinkling of the bell signalling their arrival after the morning rush. They probably had to put in some overtime, if the tired way they shuffle through the cafe door is of any indication.
You tell them you’ll be a moment, and they sit at their usual table while you work on their order. When you’re done, you walk to them, balancing the serving plate.
“Whoa, what’s this?” Ellis’ hand on yours, stopping the trajectory of your hand after you set her latte down.
You falter, staring at her hand. The hand that’s touching yours. “What’s what?”
Her thumb brushes over the dark smudge below your knuckles. Voice lowering, “Did you get hurt?”
Movement from the other two, attention snapping onto you.
“Oh. No—it’s paint.” Flexing your fingers in her hold. It hadn’t come off in the shower, or through your rigorous hand washing, and you’d forgotten about it.
“You paint?”
“Yeah. I wanted some new pieces for my wall.” You gesture the serving tray towards the wall of small canvas pieces you’ve hung up. Because Ellis is still holding your other hand. Whatever. That’s normal. You don’t need to freak out about it.
“You painted those?”
“I did, yes.”
Ellis lets go, pushing out of her chair, walking over to inspect the pieces closely. “Damn. You got talent.”
“Ah—thank you.” You’re both relieved she let go, but mourning the loss of contact. Fingers closing around the tray you’re holding, now in both hands.
“How much for one?” Abbot cranes his neck, studying them from where he’s sat.
“They’re—I did them for fun. I’m not selling them.” You’re shaking your head as you chuckle, attention falling onto Abbot.
“I’m serious. Name your price. I could do with a few pieces in my place.”
“Ugh, look at the big shot attending, with his big attending money,” Shen says, rolling his eyes.
“You’re an attending too—”
“I’m not trying to buy a painting—”
“Yeah, yeah, you’re just jealous of my big attending brain because you didn’t think of it first—”
“Shut up,” Shen sniffs, shoving Abbot’s shoulder. “Hey, I think the pedes floor in the Pitt were talking about wanting a makeover.”
“They were. You should put your name in for it,” Abbot says to you.
“The—I’m sorry, the what?” You blink, looking between the two of them.
“Hospital. Pittsburgh Trauma Medical Center. Pitt for short, since PTMC is still a mouthful.”
Ellis is back. She bumps her shoulder against yours gently. “We could probably update our pedes room too. You’d get to see us in our element if you’re down in the ER.”
Abbot’s face does something complicated at the mention of the pedes room.
“Yeah, that’d be a good idea,” Shen says.
“I can’t—I just do this for fun.”
“They’ve got the vision. They just need the artists.” Leaning into Abbot’s shoulder, Shen holds his phone out to you. “Put in your name and number, and I’ll pass it onto… admin? Or whoever handles this.”
You stare at his phone. Long enough that he starts wiggling it in your direction.
“C’mon.”
You gingerly take his phone, inputting your details. Missing the way Ellis shoots Shen a look, rolling her eyes at the completely smug grin on his face.
Abbot elbows him, despite not seeing the expression. He’s sure he can feel it, though.
“Great,” Abbot says, when you hand Shen his phone back. “So we’ll get to see more of you, then.”
“Yes, we will.” Ellis’ hand on the small of your back as she passes behind you, taking her seat again.
Your mind feels blank. You’re saved by the bell ringing, a couple entering. You scurry behind the counter with a quick thank you to the doctors.
“You lose the kids in the divorce?” A warm smile when Abbot steps towards the counter.
Abbot chuckles, shaking his head. “Is that what they said?”
The morning consisted of only Ellis and Shen. Of course you noticed that Abbot wasn’t there. Ellis informed you it was Abbot’s day off—perks of being a senior attending. Shen, the little shit that you’re learning he is, told you that he was going to tell Abbot that he was sorely missed by their favourite barista.
“No, but I’ve got an active imagination that can fill in the blanks. The usual for your day off, Dr Abbot?”
“Yeah. And it’s—just Jack.” He’s come in at a time when the cafe’s quiet. No other customers around. He watches you fill the portafilter with ground coffee. Tap it out, flatten it with the puck. “You hear back from admin yet?”
“No, not yet.” You’re not expecting anything, really.
“Hey, I got it on good authority they’ve got the contracts ready.”
“Thanks for the insider knowledge.” You incline your head, smiling as you affix the portafilter to the machine. Press the button for the shot. Mug underneath.
“You planning on closing up when you’re in there?”
Steaming the milk. “Don’t think I can. Cafe’s too new. Still trying to find my feet.”
“You’re still going to open?”
“Place isn’t going to run itself.”
Jack makes a displeased noise, but doesn’t say anything more on it. He takes his usual seat, despite the table being empty of its usual occupants. Saucer, then mug on top. You walk it over to him.
You take down one of your older paintings from the wall. A sunset you replicated. The image still resides on your phone, a memory captured in time. Set yourself by his table. “Here.”
He stares at it. Then drags his gaze up to you. “I thought you said you weren’t selling it.”
“I’m not selling it. I’m gifting it.”
“No, I can’t just take—”
“Please.”
Jack falls quiet. “Okay.” Carefully takes the canvas from you, studies your brush strokes.
“Thank you,” you say. Then you’re back behind the counter as another customer walks in.
It’s not until after he leaves, and you’re cleaning up the tables, do you notice the two $100 bills tucked under his saucer.
A week later, you receive an email from the PTMC’s Administration team about your expression of interest when you’re in your kitchen, testing out a new recipe for brownies.
Then, incoming texts from a new number:
check your emails :)
oh it’s john shen btw :))
night shift dr regular with abbot and parker
You stare at both the email and texts for hours.
Why the hell not? You respond to the email. And to Shen, you text back a simple thank you to which he responds with another smiley face.
The next time you see them in the cafe, you set down three plates of bagels at their table. “I’m testing out something new.”
“You made these?” Ellis asks.You nod.She pulls out the chair next to her. “Sit.”
“I need to—”
“You’ve been on your feet all day,” Abbot says.
“It’s my job.”
“Oh, you’re too cool to hang out with us?” Shen pokes.
“No,” you sigh, knowing this is a losing battle. They’re ganging up on you, and you’re weak willed against them.
You take the seat next to Ellis as they chatter, pivoting from hospital speak.
A thought, daring but there—you could get use to this.
