Latest fanfics
Rules: Post the beginning lines of your most recent 10 published fanfics, then attempt to tag 10 people! Tagged by @blue-glasses-dork
It's kinda funny to be getting this at this time because my brain has been very one track for the past few months and this is not really an accurate representation of the stuff I normally write XD
wait 1-2 weeks and this list will change drastically
the lush life giving me a rush - sfawtde d3rlord3/Avery/King omegaverse (sequel to #7) Avery wakes up to a buzz from his communicator. He has a good idea of what it is, but he picks it up and checks to be sure. Heat started. Come over?
Echoes of a Foregone Conclusion: Chapter 6 - sfawtde d3rlord3/King (a prequel to a darkfic, mind the tags) Step. (If he takes another step, the subtle vibration as his foot impacts the ground will send small rocks clattering down from a cavern ceiling far below. One of these rocks will split on a stalagmite, and a piece of that rock will fall into an underground lake, where—)
there is no better place than right by your side - sfawtde d3rlord3/Avery pwp “Still think they’re useless?” Avery teases. Derek glares at him, though the effect is minimized by the way he’s naked and tied up with his own graduation cords, hands bound in silver and gold behind his back, leashed by green around his neck. That one is Avery’s, green for his botany work under environmental sciences, but he thinks it’s fitting, marking Derek as his.
fibercrafts - sfawtde d3rlord3/King aroace eroticism (sequel/companion fic to #6, mind the tags) (Knight.) (Knight.) (My dear Knight.)
but this is love, love, shut up, this is love - sfawtde d3rlord3/Avery based on @\tiredartistofthecourt's King Avery AU Derek falls asleep the instant he hits the bed. The King stares for a moment, but the knight doesn’t even stir. The only movement is the rise and fall of his chest. He hadn’t even bothered taking off most of his armor. That can’t be comfortable. You’re overworking him, the voice of its vessel echoes in its ear. It wills the vessel’s faint shape away with a slight tilt of its head.
i want you the way that i want to be eaten alive - sfawtde d3rlord3/King aroace eroticism (prequel/companion fic to #4, mind the tags) The Knight watches his King feast. His King is methodical—slicing the skin carefully around blood vessels, severing muscle and meat from bone piece by piece. Despite all the blood staining the body, the initial wound has since been sealed, leaving the insides preserved and fresh.
let our true selves go wild and free - sfawtde d3rlord3/Avery/King omegaverse (prequel to #1) D3rLord3 wakes up to a wetness between his legs and heat pooling in his gut. He groans, reluctantly shifts his legs just to make sure—and yep, that’s slick alright. Now that he’s awake, he’s aware of the blankets growing uncomfortably warm as the seconds pass. Sweat is starting to bead on his forehead, and instinct yearns to be held, to be pressed down and bred until he can’t think about anything but bliss. Fuck. This is why he hates heat.
too few rounds in the ring (and not enough settled scores) - tower of god bam/white porn with plot Bam doesn’t know exactly how it happened. The last battle had been close. A few of his friends nearly died, and if not for the warp portal to escape, they all would’ve been blown to bits. And it was, as much as the others try to reassure him, Bam’s fault.
but your sums and your pieces are enough to make you whole - tower of god fic where Khun adopts a cat, based on @\cheerful-solitude's idol AU You hear the vent door open again. Strange. Adoptions were supposed to be over already. And they were for the little ones, not ones like you. You’ve long grown used to being ignored in the best case, and being called ugly at worst. You get it—you aren’t fluffy and cute, even if the Sock wrapped you up in a nice cozy sweater because you got cold easily. You’ve accepted the fact that you’ll probably be here forever. At least you’re treated well enough, provided with food and water. It’s just that the Sock doesn’t have all the time to devote to you, with so many cats around. It pets a cat near the vent as it looks towards the door.
let be what is, let be what isn't - hollow knight post-canon, featuring the hollow knight It is being dragged. It is trying to keep up, to stumble along, but it thinks it is falling more often than not. Its sight is blurry, lacking the tinge of orange but still too nauseating to see properly. Whoever is carrying it is moving too fast for it to keep up, and… Its mind is…quiet. Save for its own thoughts, of course. Thoughts it has never quite been able to rid itself of. It is silent and strange and sudden and— There is a voice.
Not sure who to tag on this, so just do it if you want ^^
