#fic thread

[whatfandomz]

This drarry heartbreaker Harry Twitter thread is 11/10!!! And if you see this read it then go to their page and vote for it to have a part 5!!! Btw part 4 isn’t linked so got to their page and click on fic thread and part 4 will be there.

That’s the vote btw!

[celloknightkc]

(cross-posted from twitter, you can read the original thread here)

cat!diluc, trans!diluc, trans!kaeya, t4t #kaeluc, smut, afab language, master/pet play

Diluc isn't used to being a human. Or, well, having a human-like form.

He's spent centuries as a spirit, a familiar to a witch who has only recently released him from his contract. She also encouraged him to use his human form more.

Though 'encouraged' is a nice way of saying 'cast a spell to change him to his human form without a way to change back.'

It's been tough, but Diluc has his new master to help him out.

Kaeya tries to insist that he isn't Diluc's master, his skin flushing even darker every time Diluc refers to him as such, but Diluc doesn't know how else to contextualize what Kaeya is to him. Kaeya takes care of him, giving him food and shelter, and he's so patient with helping Diluc get used to his new form.

It's been several months since Kaeya took Diluc in when Diluc starts feeling... off.

His first thought is that he's coming down with something, but after giving himself a check-over, Diluc realizes the reality of the situation: his heat has come.

Normally he would have Alice cast a spell to suppress his heat, and then hole himself up somewhere soft and dark to ride the worst of it out. But Alice isn't here, and Kaeyaisn't a witch.

Kaeya gave him a room when Diluc moved in, so he decides that there will have to do. He collects all of the bedding from around the apartment and uses them to turn his bed into a nest.

As he's rifling through Kaeya's room for extra bedding, he comes across one of Kaeya's hoodies, and something compels him to pull it on. It smells nice. Really nice. And it makes Diluc feel warm and safe. So he keeps it. Kaeya won't mind, right?

As soon as Diluc is nestled amongst the blankets and pillows on his bed, his heat properly hits him. He kicks off all his clothes, overheated, but then puts Kaeya's hoodie back on, unable to take not being surrounded by the human's scent.

He quickly finds himself in a pathetic state, sprawled out on his bed with the sleeve of the hoodie held to his nose and his fingersstuffed deep inside of his pussy. Kaeya's scent is overwhelming, prompting Diluc to shove his fingers in even deeper.

It's entirely different in his new form. He's not even fully sure what he's doing, he just knows that it feels good, especially when he crooks his fingers like--

Yes, just like that. Diluc whines, arching into the sensation.

He doesn't mean to think about Kaeya while he's doing this, but it's almost impossible to avoid when he's so wrapped up in Kaeya's scent. A mix of soft, freshly fallen snow, and ozone; the charge before a storm. It's addicting. Diluc can't get enough of it, mushing his face against his sleeve while he pumps his fingers.

Soon the position isn't enough, and Diluc rolls over, lifting his ass into the air with his tail pointing straight up, presenting himself for a Kaeya that isn't thereas he plunges his fingers back into himself and starts to fuck himself on them.

"Kae," he moans, rubbing his cheek against the soft material of Kaeya's hoodie. The way that his scent mingles with Kaeya's, strengthening that charged ozone scent with Diluc's warm smoky scent, and fuck is it maddeningly wonderful. Diluc mewls, closing his eyes and fucking himself faster.

"Kae... Kae please..." Diluc's brain is fuzzy with his heat, and the only thing he can think of is Kaeya and his large, lithe hands, touching Diluc all over.

"I need it," he whines, clinging to the pillow below him. It has Kaeya's scent too, and Diluc shoves his face against it, breathing in deeply and getting high on his master's scent.

"Master Kaeya, I need you," he whimpers. "Need you so bad..."

"Diluc?"

Diluc's head snaps up, and he looks over his shoulder to find his worst nightmare; Kaeya standing in the doorway, staring at him.

"I thought I locked the door," Diluc says weakly.

"It was open," Kaeya replies, looking dumbfounded. "Diluc, what--"

Diluc throws a pillow at him. It only just nearly misses Kaeya's head, the human ducking out of the way at the last moment.

"Go away!" Diluc hisses, mortified. Gods, Kaeya can see everything. Diluc presses flat to the bed, tugging at the hem of the hoodie and curling his tail around himself. "Don't look at me!"

"Luc," Kaeya says gently. "I'm-- I'm sorry, I'll-- is that my hoodie?"

"No," Diluc lies, even though it very obviously is.

"... right. And you definitely weren't calling my name just a few moments ago."

Diluc shakes his head, his ears flat against his scalp. Can this just beover already? Diluc wants to cry from embarrassment, and from the fact that his body won't let him remove his fingers from his cunt.

Kaeya sighs. "Look. If you really want me to, I'll leave. But if you want me to stay..."

There's a few beats of silence where Diluc can feel Kaeya's eyes roving over him, taking him in. He's torn between shrinking down even further, and uncurling to present himself.

"I'd like to take care of you, kitten." Kaeya tells him, his tone low and smooth. Diluc shudders, and his body decides for him, his hips and tail raising to present his soaked pussy for his master.

"Please," Diluc murmurs, even as he hides his face in shame. "I need you..." His fingers, still buried inside of him, splay to stretch his hole open, showing Kaeya just how loose and wet he is. "Here."

"Fuck, kitten," Kaeya groans, and then the door shuts, and Diluc feels Kaeya's weight settle behind him on the bed.

"Awfully nice nest you have here," Kaeya tells him. Diluc's chest glows with praise, and his tail swishes happily. "Yeah? You like it when I praise you?"

"Shut up," Diluc grumbles. Kaeya's hands settle on his bare ass, and Diluc gasps, arching into it. Kaeya's touch is electric, sending shivers up Diluc's spine as Kaeya gently kneads his ass.

"Oh, so you're gonna be a bratty little kitty, huh?" Kaeya teases. "Guess I should've seen that one coming."

Diluc grumbles, not wanting to confirm or deny that. Kaeya tuts.

"Well, I guess I'll just have to teach my little brat a lesson, hm?"

Diluc isn't sure what Kaeya means, but then Kaeya's thumb is brushing over his folds, and another mewl leaves Diluc."So cute," Kaeya murmurs. His thumbs part Diluc's folds, exposing his slick, needy hole. Diluc can feel Kaeya's breath against him, and it makes him shiver.

"Kaeya," Diluc manages to say, though he's unsure if it's a warning or a plea.

"I've got you, kitten." Then Kaeya's tongue is laving over Diluc's sex. Diluc startles, clenching around nothing. Kaeya groans, licking at him again. "Fuck, Luc, you taste amazing."

Diluc hides his face in a pillow, trembling as Kaeya continues to lick at him. He's never felt anything like it.

Kaeya eats him out with a practiced ease, one that makes something possessive and jealous burn in Diluc's gut. Who else has Kaeya touched like this? Did he prefer how they tasted? The way they moaned? Would he rather be eating them out right now?

"Kitten," Kaeya says gently. "I can hear you thinking. What's on your mind?"

Diluc swallows thickly, debating telling him. Will Kaeya think that he's crazy? Too clingy?

"Are you mine?" is what his heat-clouded brain manages to ask. Diluc regrets it immediately, hiding his face in the pillow.How stupid of him to ask. Kaeya is his master. Kaeya belongs to nobody but himself.

But Kaeya hums in thought, rubbing his cheek against Diluc's ass in a way that distinctly feels like scenting. Like Kaeya is marking Diluc as his.

"Do you want me to be?"

Diluc trembles, clinging to the pillow and willing himself not to nod. He doesn't want to know what Kaeya's answer would be. He doesn't want Kaeya to let him down easy. He just wants to have Kaeya tonight, for as long as he can.

"Luc," Kaeya murmurs. "Answer me. Do you want me to be yours?"

"Yes," Diluc can't help but whimper. "Mine. Only mine."

Kaeya chuckles, low in his chest, and Diluc braces himself for the worst. But Kaeya only kisses the back of Diluc's hip and says,

"Then I'm all yours."

Diluc lifts his head to look back at Kaeya in disbelief. Kaeya meets him with a soft, warm smile, a look in his eyes like adoration, and Diluc whines needily.

"What does my kitten need?" Kaeya asks, even as he starts crawling up the bed.

"Kae..." Diluc turns onto his side, a hand coming up to grip at Kaeya's shirt. "Please." He's not entirely sure what he's asking for, but Kaeya seems to know.

Their lips meet softly, Kaeya cradling the back of Diluc's head and tilting him into it. Diluc can taste himself on Kaeya, and it just makes him leak more wetness between his thighs.

"Kae," he gasps against his master.

"C'mere, kitten." Kaeya reaches between Diluc's legs, hiking one over his own thigh. His fingers find Diluc's pussy once more, and Diluc gasps as two long, slender fingers slip inside of him.

"Good boy," Kaeya purrs, gently feeling out Diluc's walls. "Is this what you need?"

Diluc nods deliriously, writhing on Kaeya's fingers. He's trying his best to ride them, but between his inexperience, the position, and the fog clouding his brain, the best that he can manage is awkward little rolls of his hips. Kaeya doesn't seem to mind though, murmuring encouragements and praises against Diluc's lips.

"Such a good boy for me. How long have you been holding out, hmm? How long have you been waiting for me to come satisfy you?"

Diluc whimpers, clinging to Kaeya's shirt. Normally he hates feeling helpless, but Kaeya holds him securely, making him feel safe.

"Please, Master," Diluc says. Kaeya's pupils dilate, leaving just a sliver of pale blue, and he tugs Diluc into a deep, fervent kiss. Kaeya's fingers pick up the pace, pressing right up against Diluc's most sensitive spot. He's sinfully skilled, drawing gasps and moans out of Diluc with ease.

"Just like that," Kaeya says against Diluc's lips. "Good boy. Such a good kitten for Master, aren't you?"

Diluc whines, nodding eagerly. Kaeya's fingers are driving him wild, and all he wants is to please his master.

He doesn't last much longer; Kaeya crooks his fingers just so, and Diluc keens as he comes, wetness gushing all over them both.

"Fuck," Kaeya groans, stroking Diluc through it. Diluc tucks his face against Kaeya's shoulder, shuddering as Kaeya draws out another squirt of cum from him. "Such a good boy for me, aren't you?"

Diluc whines as he starts to come down, breathing heavily against Kaeya. Kaeya gently pulls his fingers out, then holds Diluc close, rubbing at his back and murmuring soothing nothings into his hair.

"Doing okay?" Kaeya checks once Diluc's breathing has evened out.

"Mmn," Diluc grunts.

"Mm, you're full of surprises, aren't you kitten?"

"Shuddup," Diluc grumbles, though his tail trembles down to the tip, pleased.

Kaeya chuckles low in his chest, and before Diluc knows it, a purr is rumbling in his own chest.

"Cute," Kaeya murmurs, pressing a kiss to the top of Diluc's head. "Such a cute little kitten. Why didn't you tell me you were in heat?"

"Didn't wanna bother you."

"Oh, sweetheart, you could never. Well. Next time make sure to tell me, yeah? I'll clear my schedule and help you out."

Cautiously, Diluc lifts his head to peer up at Kaeya. "Yeah?"

"Of course. Anything for my sweet kitten."

Diluc tucks his face back against Kaeya's shoulder, this time to hide a smile.

[red-the-dragon-writes]

go listen to the unrepentant by steve earle and then come back to this thread. anyway im writing motormaster as the world's angriest orpheus ever and its going great so far

[starlightaxolotl]

Another Tuesday, you know what that means! Time to stand in a library section and write fic between straightening books 😌

[celloknight]

(cw //  sfw, mechanic/AI au, allusions to past abuse

Note: This is a repost of a thread I originally posted to my twitter. Parts of it have been edited/reformatted for Tumblr.)

thinking more about my mechanic/AI au, and going a little crazy over one of the main ideas of it, where hawks has salvaged dabi's body from a scrapyard, and as he's fixing up dabi's body, he talks at him, not realizing that dabi's AI is fully conscious inside his skull, and can hear everything that hawks is saying. 

just. dabi having been stuck in this nonfunctioning body for god knows how long, and then hawks finds him and brings him home and starts to patch him up. and as hawks is working on dabi's body, he talks. he talks a lot.

some of it is rambling nonsense, just hawks thinking out loud and working things out aloud. but some of it...

it always starts with hawks going quiet. he'll fiddle with some bolt or screw or wires, seemingly lost in thought. then he'll start talking, his voice soft.

he spills his guts to dabi. his insecurities, his fears -- whatever is plaguing him, he'll talk about. it must be therapeutic, because he keeps doing it. over and over, he talks to dabi like he's hawks' closest confidant.

dabi is a bit uneasy at the fact that hawks doesn't know that he's fully conscious inside his ‘deactivated’ body, that he can hear every word hawks is saying. but it's not like there's anything he can do about it aside from listen.

and as he listens, he starts to feel for the guy. his story of being a prodigy, of having such huge expectations put upon him, only for him to fall short and be deemed as a ‘failure’ for something entirely out of his control... it's all too familiar.

hawks says that sometimes he doesn't know who he is, and dabi understands that all too well; both of them were created by ambitious people to be things that they just could never be.

it's weeks, or maybe months, before hawks has patched dabi's body up enough to try powering it on. dabi watches hawks work, and listens to him talk, and finds himself starting to like the guy.

by the time hawks activates dabi's body and they finally meet properly, dabi may even be a little bit in love with him.

(link to original thread in the notes)

[panterei]

S’up fuckers i’m here to promo myself because if you don’t promo yourself who else is gonna do it amirte  Here’s a thread of my yoonseokook/sopekook and junghope/hopekook fics and my twitter  Peace out.

[catrasmom]

This Will Become A Thread of Fics I Could Write But Probably Won't

I have SO MANY GOOD THINGS TO WRITE BUT I HAVE NO DESIRE TO WRITE THEM

FOR EXAMPLE SOME OF THEM

Cat must oversee a photo shoot for CatCo’s fashion section and frags Kara along because, assistant, and one of the models is sick so Cat asks Kara to step in. Cat believes Kara is a natural and hires her as a model for CatCo. Kara meets the infamous Lena Luthor at a fashion show/after party and the two hit it off. Kara deals with being Supergirl, slowly becoming more known in the fashion industry, as well as her romance with Lena. Mon-El is somewhere in there being annoying but not👏🏼being👏🏼in👏🏼an👏🏼abusive👏🏼relationship👏🏼with👏🏼Kara👏🏼

A Friends AU(no powers): where Lena and Kara live together, James and Winn live across the hall, Mon-El is the creepy dude across the street who Kara threatens to kick the ass of, Lucy and Alex live separate from the group (not together) and Maggie is dating Alex but is actually Latina and will make the Superfriends home-cooked meals when she finds out they all enjoy eating at that “Mexican” place down the street (“No that is not what Mexican food tastes like, Kara. What I make actually is SEASONED!”)

Famous AU(no powers): Lena is a famous singer(and actress). Clark and Lex are still friends because Lex didn’t go crazy, so he brings Clark and Kara to a concert in National City. The three go backstage to meet Lena and Kara and Lena hit it off.

[red-the-dragon-writes]

im a comedic genius

“When I’m parked sometimes the humans call me her,” Drag Strip said, not sure why he was even bringing it up. Motormaster was always weird about it. “I don’t know, that’s like, the pretty pronoun, right? For things that are better? I think I want that one actually. Obviously I’m the best.”

The human went back to scribbling. “Uh…”

“No, that’s the weak pronoun,” Motormaster said. 

“No it’s not, they call shuttles and ships her all the time,” Drag Strip said. “Who’s calling a shuttle weak? Blast Off and Astrotrain will literally step on you and you just die.”

“Yeah, but their language is, like, it has fights inside it and him is the strong pronoun and her is the weak pronoun so if you made them fight then the-”

“What the fuck are you talking about?” 

“Like, because grammatically they fight or something like that. Dead End was talking about it.”

“Dead End!” Drag Strip yelled. “What the fuck kind of pronouns fight?”

“What?” Dead End called from his room. 

“Motormaster says the pronouns fight! What the fuck is he talking about?”

Dead End stuck his head out the door. “Is that the human cultural attache they set up?”

“Yeah,” the human said. “I’m doing an interview with your team.”

“Huh.”

“Tell him that he is the strong pronoun and she is the weak pronoun because they fight when you put them in a group like you said,” Motormaster said. 

“What are you talking about,” Dead End said. 

“Were you lying to me? The other day! You were saying that there were addresses that fight in this one language and only one of them is allowed to be in charge if you have a group, and its he, and thats why my threats weren’t coming across.”

Dead End reset his visor. “Spanish?”

“Yeah, that shit. Tell them the pronouns fight.”

“There’s a grammatical rule that means that instead of having a neutral pronoun for mixed-pronoun groups you default to the el pronoun,” Dead End said, boringly. “There is no fighting involved.”

“But doesn’t that make the other one weak?”

“They’re words,” Dead End said. 

“Yeah, but one beats the other.”

“They are words,” Dead End said again. “They can’t fight. They’re abstract concepts.”

“Whatever. So she is the cool pronoun and he is the boring pronoun.”

“What… the fuck,” Dead End said. “Are you talking about.”“She wants to know how pronouns have anything to do with being a car,” Drag Strip said. “They don’t, but sometimes the humans see me and they call me she because they think I’m so cool. So maybe I should use that one. I want the cooler pronoun.”