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Is this homicipher fandom alive or am I just gonna rot here for the rest of my days.

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Five Fics Friday: January 23/26

Happy Friday everyone! Keep toasty this weekend by cuddling up and reading these fantastic WIP fics! Be sure to give them lots of love too after you read them and encourage the authors to continue on!!!

Happy WIP Weekend!!!!

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Inspo pics for my new upcoming fic which will launch a series of oneshots:

For your viewing pleasure and my ao3 embedding purposes 😏

[thebetawolfgirl]

Penthouse Secrets

Pairing: Timothée/Reader

Warnings: Smut. Secret relationship. Anxiety. Separation anxiety. Pining. SMUT!

A/N: I’m a bit rusty but hopefully this is good.

Penthouse Secrets

After Timothée had sent a disappointed Kylie home alone in her car he took the service elevator to the penthouse so no one would see him. He had been waiting all night during the Golden Globes to see her, he didn’t even care that he didn’t win for Wonka. He just needed to see her but because he was with Kylie and this was meant to be there, what? second public appearance together he wasn’t able to go with his beloved REAL girlfriend y/n.

And by God did he regret it, when he spotted her on the red carpet he nearly turned into a puddle right there at the entrance. She wore the dress he bought her a Gucci spaghetti strap almost backless dress covered in diamantés to make it look like it was made from starlight. With glittery silk straps going crisscross on her back. The front was a modest in design and covered her completely. With the back of the dress just stopping at the dip of her spine.

He nearly died where he stood, when he finally approached Kylie to walk together to their designated table he nearly snapped her head clean off when she asked him a question. He made sure to do his performance for the secret camera but inside his blood was like ice. She pecked his lips but he couldn’t commit to it and he knew it looked fake.

But that was then, this was now.

He reached the penthouse floor and had to physically stop himself from running to her door and knocked gently. The door swung open and he was pulled in by his shirt collar and crashed his lips against hers immediately closing the door behind him and clocking the room in darkness.

He reached out and grabbed her hips before running his fingers up the exposed skin on her sides as she tossed his jacket aside then reached for his shirt buttons as he slid her straps off her shoulders and let the dress pool at her feet leaving her only in a pair of underwear.

He broke free from her mouth for air and tossed his shirt onto a nearby chair before pulling her into his arms again and pressing her against the wall near the door before leaving light kisses along her neck and shoulder as she removed his belt.

Tossing his belt with a loud clatter he let her unbutton his pants before gently turning her to face the wall and brushing her long hair to one side continued to kiss a trail down her spine stopping briefly to nip and suck along her ribs, he dropped to his knees behind her and kept worshiping her from behind holding her hips in place against the wall before sliding her underwear down her legs hearing her breathless moans like whispers and rested his forehead against her lower back.

He leaned back on his heels once he was completely naked with her and guided her down by her hips to sit on his lap as he slid into her from behind. He had wanted to do this all night but never had the chance as Kylie wouldn’t let him leave her side and y/n was always talking to someone. At one point he saw her leave the room for the ladies and was itching to follow her into the bathroom and take her in front of the mirror. But he couldn’t. Now he was here with her at the hotel and in her penthouse and no one could separate them now.

He lifted them off the floor and onto the bed without separating their bodies and he began thrusting slowly but hard and deep into her making her gasp and lean forward, but he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her back against his chest roughly grunting and slamming his hips into hers from behind. He didn’t want her away from him again he needed her skin against his always. They had spent too long apart from each other tonight because of Kylie and he wasn’t going to be deprived of her again.

He gripped the hair at the nape of her neck pulling her head back against his shoulder and kissed along her neck using his lips and tongue his heavy breath against her damp skin.

She leaned back against him and wrapped her arm around his neck and grabbed his hair back smiling at his breathless grunt. They fell forward against each other and y/n braced herself with her hands on the bedspread and gripped the sheets in her fists, as Timmy’s thrusts became faster and more sloppy and the sweat began to gather on his forehead and both their skin and hair.

They came together in a heap on the bed as he licked a wet trail along her ribs and nipped along her skin, gasping and panting against each other.

The bed was a rumpled mess under them and y/n’s hair was stuck against her skin as she lay on her side with Timmy behind her his face buried against her back and still buried inside her. She felt and heard him smelling her trailing his nose along her damp skin and she smiled and reached her hand behind her so she could run her fingers through his damp hair. His love language was always physical touch and tonight she could see him struggling even though she was just across the room he couldn’t come over to her because one: No one knew about them and two: He was meant to be with Jenner. So she knew tonight absolutely killed him and he had been on edge all night.

Tonight had been far too long for two people who were barely ever apart. And now proved it. He had began licking and sucking her skin along her rib cage while pressing his hips against hers to push his cum deeper inside her, she lay a bit more on her front and pressed her hand against his lower back to keep him inside her hearing him whimper against her neck and adjust to her new position and pulled some covers over them before falling asleep.

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The next morning the sun rose and y/n woke with the first light, her eyes fluttering open to face the large floor to ceiling window. She smiled and gently turned her head to see her boyfriend of four years fast asleep on his front his long curls falling into his eyes breathing gently. She turned back round about to sit up before she felt an arm shoot out and wrap around her waist and dragged her against his body.

‘No leaving.’ His voice muffled against his pillow. She smirked and lay her hand against his wrist currently around her waist and laced her fingers through his.

‘We need to eat. YOU need to eat my love.’ She turned her head slightly and pecked his lips.

He hummed against her lips until she tried to pull away again, he took her by her neck and pressed an open mouth kiss against her lips holding her in place and deepening the kiss.

She kissed him back for a bit before pulling away to his groans.

‘We need to eat. But first I will shower and you can look at this menu to see what you want.’ She sits up and passes him the menu from the bedside table before standing fully smiling at his pout as he watched her stretch.

‘Then while you shower I will order room service for us. Sound good?’

He nodded reluctantly and scanned the menu realising she wasn’t returning to bed.

She walked into the bathroom closing the door over and turned the water on letting it heat up while Timmy got up from the bed and put a towel around his waist and looked out at the view from the floor to ceiling windows. He wondered how they would get out of the hotel without being seen by the paparazzi. They weren’t ashamed to be seen together they just wanted to be together themselves for a bit longer before people found out about them. Also he was fiercely protective of y/n he didn’t want the paps or the public coming after her.

Y/n came from the bathroom in a towel and her hair damp and Timmy just stared at her from his place standing at the window, she looked up from drying her hair and smiled at him walking over to join him leaning up to peck his lips bringing him out of his trance. ‘Get your mind out of the gutter Chalamet.’

He blinked rapidly looking down at her and mumbled blushing ‘Sorry Queen. It’s just the towel and the wet hair.’

She chuckled and tossed the towel she was using to dry her hair onto the bed and sat down at the table. ‘Have you chosen what you want to eat yet?’

He nodded standing behind her and rested his chin on her shoulder. ‘Yeah I’ll have the omelette and the oatmeal and some toast.’

She smirked looking at him behind her ‘Hungry much?’ She giggled nodding. ‘Right, you go get your shower and I’ll order our breakfast.’

He nodded and grabbed another towel heading towards the bathroom as y/n called down to the kitchen and ordered their food and began getting ready for the day as she waited for the knock at the door.

When the waiter came to the door with the trolley carrying their food she called to Timmy that breakfast was here and tipped the guy and thanked him just as Timmy was coming out of the bathroom.

She lay everything on the table and sat down across from him and they ate their breakfast in companionable silence.

After breakfast they replaced the dishes onto the trolley and left it outside the door to be collected. Y/n watched Timmy as he flitted around the room looking for clothing to wear. ‘I’ve got a few of your things in the wardrobe.’ He looked up his eyebrows raising up.

‘A few of MY things? In your wardrobe? In this Penthouse?’ She nodded smiling and watched him walk quickly back into the bedroom and into the large wardrobe.

‘I’ve been looking for these pants!!’ He called from the bedroom as she giggled following the sound of him rummaging through his clothes and stood against the doorframe smiling watching him.

‘Consider it your emergency wardrobe for when we decide to stay the night here sometimes.’

He yanked open a draw and found her underwear drawer, she walked towards him smirking as he pulled out a lacy pair. She grabbed them from his fingers much to his disappointment and slammed the drawer shut. ‘Keep your nose out of my panties please Mr Chalamet.’

‘You weren’t saying that last night.’ He smirked as he pulled her close against him leaning in to kiss her gently. She hit his shoulder smiling against his lips, ‘True.’

She pulled away from him causing him to groan ‘But you’re not getting it today.’

He dropped his head against his chest and sighed before following her out to the bedroom.

‘Hey…. How do you want to leave the hotel today?’ He asked hesitantly running his fingers through his curls. She looked over at him and watched him closely.

‘Is that what was worrying you over breakfast?’ He nodded looking downwards. She sighed and walked over to him lifting his face in her hands to make him look at her ‘Hey, I’m not ashamed to be seen with you, but if you want to remain private then I respect that. We don’t need to force anything. And when we decide to go public it will be OUR decision. Not a bunch of sad old men with cameras trying to make a quick buck on the side.’ He nodded smiling and sighed relieved leaning up to peck her lips gently.

She returned his kiss before wrapping her arms around his shoulders and ran her fingers through his curls.

‘I like your hair this length. I hope you won’t need to chop it to play Dylan.’ He smiled chuckling against her collarbone and held her hips. ‘Probably will have to grow it longer or something or maybe a wear a wig.’

‘Oh I NEED to see you in a wig!’

‘The Hell you do!’ He protested making her laugh out loud and he leaned forward and bit down gently on her throat making her gasp loudly. He lifted her up by her waist letting her wrap her legs around his and her fingers gripped his shoulders as he carried her back to bed licking and nipping along her neck. They fell on the bed together with him on top as he continued moving his mouth down her neck to her collarbone her heavy breaths music to his ears as he pulled open her bathrobe exposing her chest.

She pulled him back up by his curls to drag his lips back to her open mouth and kissed him hungrily while wrapping her legs around his hips to pull him closer to her making him gasp against her mouth.

He pulled her up to sit on his lap and quickly discarded her robe as she pulled his towel away from his waist, she let her head fall back as he attacked her throat his hand resting on the back of her neck. They fell back against the headboard as she gripped his curls breathing hard as he slid into her again and began thrusting hard causing the bed frame to rock as he buried his face against her shoulder.

She held onto him digging her fingers into the skin of his shoulders as she let him take control. He dragged his hands up her back and gripped her shoulders and began slamming into her making her gasp and the headboard to bang against the wall. She ran her fingers through his hair gripping the ends squeezing her eyes shut from the force of his thrusts, she felt him let go inside her coating her insides white and came with him her skin damp with sweat causing her hair to stick to her skin breathing hard.

He went limp in her arms as he let go of her shoulders feeling his nails unstick from her flesh knowing there would be crescent moon marks on her skin. She turned her head and kissed his damp head near his hairline panting heavily trying to catch their breath.

He reached up and tiredly pecked her lips his eyes fluttering closed and rested his head against her shoulder his breathing slowing down slightly.

‘We’ll go out the front lobby. Who cares who sees us anymore.’ He mumbled sleepily snuggling against her chest and wrapping his arms around her waist.

She smiled pulling the covers around them while he got comfortable. ‘We can leave later for lunch. For now, sleep.’

He drifted off to the sound of her heartbeat.

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My Two *NEW* Jessica "Jess" Cruz fics!

Just thought I'd pop in and let people know I've written two fics with Jess, as she is portrayed in MAWS season 3 (and her upcoming series). Here's my most recent one:

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Jess had come to see the majestic tall ships across Inner Harbor like thousands of other onlookers. She quickly takes a break inside of one of the pavilions to buy a boba tea and a sweet crepe. She is overjoyed. However, she soon finds herself caught up in a mysterious murder, horrifying her to no end. She is paralyzed with fear and anxiety over what could happen if the shooter finds her, believing she is weak and could have done more to save stop this tragedy, even though she has no superpowers. Some time later, a young Japanese girl and her two detective colleagues, her father and brother-of-sorts, appear. The girl soon comforts her when no one else will, bringing them together and deepening their bond…

And... here's my first one!

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

A Hawaiian-American girl finds herself in the sprawling city of Metropolis. She is starting to have second thoughts about the relationship with her far-too-intense boyfriend, as she wrangles with the fact that she left behind her friends when she fled her beloved hometown. She realizes that she has to end the relationship before it mentally destroys her. What happens next catches her off guard and rocks her world. In the uncertainty afterward, she meets a young anxious Latina girl around her same age and with the same voice as her. She connects with her on a deep level, despite the girl's agoraphobia and trauma, beginning a new friendship.

[firstdivisiongirl]

My Demon

While I was on hiatus, I decided I wanted to start watching a few things. I was talking to my amazing friend @niku0704 and she recommended My Demon highly. She said that “I know you’ll love it.” So I decided to watch it. After episode one, I knew it was my new favorite not only kdrama but show. The acting, the plot, the soundtrack, the cinematography, etc was all great in my opinion.

As I was online, I noticed one thing: there was barely any fan fiction for My Demon. So, I’ve decided that I am going to now start writing for it. I’m still gonna write for Stray Kids. Stray Kids fics will always come first. But I’m now adding My Demon. I’m excited for this and I hope you all are too. Let me know if you want to be on the taglist for it.

[syena-journals]

Did you miss me? 🖤

I know i’ve been MIA for a while, but i’m back now- I will be answering my asks, feel free to send in an ask!

Upcoming fics:

Answering any requests in my asks.

A psychological Elias Voit x Criminal Psychiatrist!reader fic

A Christmas party at Rossi’s ft. Aaron Hotchner x reader

I may or may not have gotten into Harry Potter, i’ll be releasing some Snape x reader and Draco x reader. Feel free to send your asks for Hogwarts!

And much more!

Happy holidays if you celebrate! 🎄✨