#writer mc

[kazefiend]

Tags: NSFW 18+, Choking, Facesitting, Cunnilingus, eating your girlfriend's pussy after you kill her dad. Fucked up dynamics, corruption, he made her evil tbh, but its good.

Synopsis: Ronin had one last surprise for Karina when they got home, but what could top murdering her father? Probably nothing but this is great too.

Word Count: 786

Karina hovered uncertainly above Ronin, who lay back on the black silk sheets with that familiar wolfish grin. His hands gripped her hips with the same strength that had wielded the crowbar hours earlier, now softer but no less commanding.

"Are you sure about this?" she whispered, running nervous fingers through her black hair. The irony wasn't lost on her; that she felt more afraid and uncertain in this moment of intimacy than she had watching him commit murder. It was a testament to how thoroughly he had corrupted her soul, how he had transformed her into his princess of rot.

"C'mere darlin'," he drawled, voice thick with anticipation. "s’your birthday, remember?"

His grip tightened slightly, a reminder of the strength he was capable of. She could still see traces of dried blood under his fingernails, a subtle reminder of their earlier activities. The red neon lights hanging on the walls caught the raw hunger in his eyes, turning them almost black with desire.

"What if I hurt you?" she asked, “I read once a girl broke her boyfriend’s nose doing this.”

"Baby I can lift ya no problem, you're like a hundred pounds soaking wet," he demonstrated this by lifting her by her hips without much strain.

"I'm a hundred and fifteen you jerk," she pouted as he placed her down on his chest again. Her heart raced, feeling his strength, knowing those same hands that had violently ended her father now handled her with such reverent care. Taking a steadying breath, she shifted forward, carefully positioning herself over his face.

For him, the ecstasy was instant - his eyes rolled back as he let out a deep groan that vibrated through her core.  Her scent, her taste, driving him absolutely mad.

Having her above him like this, vulnerable yet powerful, was a kind of heaven he never thought he'd witness from his place in hell. Like a ray of sunshine piercing the depths of damnation.

His grip on her thighs tightened possessively as he worshipped her, each movement of his tongue a prayer. The same mouth that had laughed while dealing death now brought her pleasure, and the duality of their lives at this point made everything more intense.

Above him, Karina's breath came in short gasps as she surrendered to the sensation. Her hands gripped the headboard, fingers white-knuckled against the dark wood. Neon bathing them in an unholy red glow; a dance with the devil and his beloved creation.

Her whole body trembled as she rocked against his mouth, his hands steadying her hips. Every movement drew another moan from deep in his chest, the vibrations sending shockwaves through her core. This was Ronin at his most devoted; transformed from destroyer to worshipper, though no less intense in his dedication.

Her thighs quivered around his head as pleasure built inside her. Through half-lidded eyes, she watched him, he was focused and very evidently enjoying himself as he sucked hard on her clit. His hands slid up her sides, one settling on her breast while the other wrapped around her throat in a gentle reminder of his control.

The dual sensation of his mouth and his hand at her throat pushed her closer to the edge. This was their love; tender violence, controlled chaos, beauty wrapped in darkness. Her breath came in short gasps as she ground against him, chasing release.  Sweat collected on her brow, beading and dripping down her body.  As she leaned forward her long black hair enveloping them like a curtain. 

"Ronin," she whimpered, one hand tangling in his wine dark hair, pulling gently as she rode his face. His response was to tighten his grip slightly, both at her throat and her breast, silently urging her toward climax.

She trembled atop him, gripping the headboard hard as waves of intense sensation washed over her. Ronin's grip tightened possessively, his movements becoming more focused and deliberate. The room spun around her and stars exploded like fireworks in her vision as she arched back, crying out his name like a dark prayer.  She pulled him by his hair, keeping him where he was while his tongue flicked.

Her release hit her hard, moans spilling from her lips in incoherent babbling.  She collapsed forward against the headboard, breathing heavily and limbs trembling. Ronin guided her gently off him and pulled her down into his arms. His face glistened as he grinned up at her with pure adoration.

"Happy birthday, darlin'," he murmured, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

"I love you," she whispered, tracing the scars on his chest. "Thank you for everything. For understanding me."

His arms tightened around her protectively. "Course I would, the rot within you jus’ needed help to bloom."

“Do…” she paused, collecting her thoughts, “do you wanna get off too?”

He barked a laugh, nuzzling his face into her hair, “I did darlin’ s’all good.”

[yourdearestaliengerbil]

Leviathan with an MC that writes

Pairings: Leviathan x GN! Reader

TW: None

I can just imagine the two of you sitting in his bathtub facing one another late into the night, knees tucked to your chests to make room while headcanoning for whatever story you’re writing

You two definitely get way too crazy with it, writing at least 10 pages worth of headcanons on your computer every time you get the chance

I feel like sometimes the two of you get so wrapped in just talking about your little world together than you forget everything and Lucifer or Mammon will have to come get the two of you for things like dinner 

He loves listening to you talk about your story ideas and he always makes comments on them

There’s just something about the way you ramble on and on that, he finds so endearing

If he could, he’d only listen to you talk for the rest of his life

Sometimes he’ll think up his own ideas for your stories that he’ll throw at you

And it’s like the most random things ever like. “Yeah, you should make her a dragon and…” or “HOW ABOUT YOU MAKE THESE TWO KISS?? I KNOW THEYRE MORTAL ENEMIES BUT JUST THINK ABOUT IT!” 

Oh and he definitely reenacts any scenes he has ideas for whenever he wants to show you how he sees it

Hell, he'll even tailor a fit for each of your characters

Then he'll make you wear the fits with him so you guys can reenact the things in his head

And it’s like his ideas always just seem to FIT within your story, as if they were always meant to be there

At some point, it feels like he’s become your co-writer

Whenever you get new major ideas, you always end up seeing what he thinks about them 

If they don’t really fit into the story, the two of you will start brainstorming new ideas or ways to make it work in the story

He definitely wants to be the first to read any new chapters you make and will get really sulky if you show anyone else before him

And if your work is being published, especially chapter by chapter, he will find online forums to gush about it to anyone that will listen 

At some point, he definitely starts something like a discord server just for theorizing and fangirling over the things you’ve written

If it wasn’t for TOH, you’d definitely be his favorite author

What would be really cute is if the two of you started writing little fanfics or short stories together, either for your own story or for his favorite fandoms 

I know he probably freaks out and gets so excited when you first mention writing with him, especially if it’s a fandom he's really into

I mean, this is way different than headcanoning with you or being your makeshift co-author

Now he really IS your co-author

But of course, it goes much like the way it did before, except the two of you are writing it together paragraph by paragraph

[curatoroffiction]

Vil Meets A Writer

I like the idea of Vil meeting an MC who likes to write.

Because writers are a very driven type of person which is almost the anthesis to everything Vil considers to be a driven person, but I also think there's a fun scenario where one would be exactly the person he needs.

Because writers create stories.

Vil wants to be the star of a story where he can be the hero. Where he gets to stay on the stage and is loved by the audience, and he gets to be one of the 'good guys'.

A good writer could rectify that.

---

I like to imagine Vil and this MC truly only get to knowing each other through time together at Ramshackle. While he's toiling away with his duties working on the performance group, this MC has a side writing project they've been working on for a while. They do their part, but oftentimes they can be seen scribbling stuff down in a notebook, or spending long periods writing in a journal. And if they have it, typing away on a laptop or leaving notes to themselves in their phone.

The behavior sticks out, and at first Vil thinks that they might be taking this very seriously and taking notes on the performances. He asks them about their notes in front of the group and MC just goes ".... Sorry those are a different project."

"What kind of project?"

"... Writing."

"Please do it on your own time."

"With all due respect, if I don't write things as they come to me, I will lose them."

Vil, sighing, shaking his head. "Just don't let it interfere with your work. If you slack even a little, and I'm taking all your notebooks and such away."

---

All went well until MC missed a rehearsal call and Vil found them in Ramshackle on their computer typing furiously away at their work. The performance troupe watch on as Vil begins taking away MC's stuff, only for MC to lose it and tell him he's not responsible for them so he should back off. Vil, pissed at their lack of commitment, coldly finishes taking away their shit and locks it all in a box with a curse that anyone who opens the box before the final rehearsal will find themselves asleep until the next morning.

While the troupe considered his methods brutal, taking pity on MC's situation, none of them can open the box without incurring Vil's wrath anyway.

Which is fine because MC got Grim to open it with a promise of tuna and belly rubs.

---

Vil would wake up to MC on the couch in Ramshackle, tired, surrounded by all their stuff, Grim tucked up next to them as they write away. At this point, he's no longer heat-of-the-moment pissed, and finds himself curious about what drove the MC to go so far for their stuff back. He leans against the back of the couch, looking over their shoulder.

"I see someone's a bit of a criminal."

"It's more criminal to lock up my shit like I'm a toddler."

Ignoring their biting comment, Vil decides to question; "What is it about this stuff that it's worth more than your responsibilities and that you'd be willing to subject a friend to a curse to get it back?"

"I'm writing. Been hit with a really intense new muse, and I've been writing the most amazing story. It's why it takes up so much of my time and thoughts. It's revitalizing though."

"A new muse. What's your muse?"

"You, actually." MC doesn't look up from their work, but they do pause in their typing.

Vil finds himself thoroughly intrigued. And a little nervous, considering how hard he's been pushing everyone. ".. What kind of story is it?"

"It's a story of a protagonist that has to make a lot of tough calls and is strict, but for good reason. I saw your leadership style and it really stood out to me in an interesting way. You're more free-form than people would probably admit, you just want to ensure people under your tutelage have the means for success. You have a good idea of how to get them there, but if they can find it on their own, you'll support it. I liked that approach a lot and thought it'd make for a really inspiring leader in a messed up situation/world. The actual plot is a sci-fi horror. A harsh environment that really helps the personality to shine for its beneficial nature."

Vil is actually... touched. Hearing how he seems through their eyes is like drinking in an opinion he's been long-awaiting for. They don't know his desire to be a hero, they don't know how long he's worked to try to break out of the mold of his typecasting, and yet here they saw a hero character in him already. A hero type that Neige LeBlanche could never fit. He's staring at MC, realizing he knows nothing about them. He knows nothing about who they are and what they're doing here, or even why they became a leader in the first place. "You talk as though you're not a leader yourself."

"I suppose I am. Though, I'm a reluctant leader. Not someone with a passion for it like you. I was thrown into it. Crowley's a mess of a leader. I think calling him a leader is a bit of a stretch of the truth. But you? You're fascinating. Epel hates being under your thumb, but he works twice as hard because of it. And Epel could quit. He could quit and choose not to abide by your rules regardless, but he doesn't, because he sees that strength in you. You practice what you preach so well that even your dissenters respect that if they can't beat you, they should work with you."

Vil finds himself actually almost.. blushing. A warmth in his cheeks tells him that staying here any longer could cause him to lose his composure. He stands up. "You can keep your things, but don't miss anymore practices. Understood?"

"Aye aye, captain." MC just, giving him a soft salute as they return to typing.

---

I just really like the idea of a writer MC writing something and being like "Vil, you'd make for the leader in this really well."

"What of the rest of the cast?"

"There's a bright-eyed optimist who almost gets everyone killed because he thinks he's fighting an injustice, but is actually fighting the only person keeping the place afloat-"

"Who would you see in that part?"

"I have no idea. I don't know actors in this world. Wait. Actually, that Neige guy would probably be great for the part if he can pull off the whole knight in shining armor trope only to have it blow up in his face because this story is supposed to be more real and gritty."

"..... I'll do it."

"Vil it isn't even finished"

"You should have thought about that before sharing. Finish writing it, that's not a request. I want to play this part."

A story where he not only gets to be the hero, but also where Neige could play the part of the villain in a very believable plot??

Where has Writer MC been all his life?

[rainiishowers]

Stories Of Us Together | Beelzebub x Writer! MC |

A/N: For The Hive’s Queen Bee aka @beels-burger-babe ♥♥ Summary: The twins are in the human world, and they come across a book that Beel feels oddly drawn to.. Genre: Fluff Warnings: Quickly proofread ig, may be a little cliché.

--------------- “Belphie, do you think MC would like some human food take out? They told me that there’s this restaurant that they like” “With the amount of food you have bought for them, Beel, it could make them sick, remember how humans can’t stomach as much food as you can?” “Oh.. Right-”   They continue walking until they came to a bookstore. Beel saw a book on the front window and he stops to stare at it. Belphie stops and looks at his twin. “Beel? What’s the hold up?” He asks, walking beside Beel, who quickly snaps back to reality and looks at his twin. “Oh, sorry.. Can we buy this book, Belphie?” He asks. “Ehh? Why? What’s so special about it?” The sleepy youngest raises an eyebrow. Beel points to the name at the bottom of the book, having your pen name he remembered from when he asked about it. “That’s MC’s pen name” He says. Belphie sighs and gives him some money. “You go buy it and I’ll wait out here” Beel smiles and hugs him before walking in and going to talk to the cashier. He didn’t know what was up with that book but along with it being MC’s pen name, he felt drawn to it... Like it was meant for him. --------------- Beel closes te door behind him, Belphie was sleeping somewhere else and he knew you were out with Simeon and Luke. Along with the snacks and candies he has gotten for your guys movie tonight, he had the book. As he opens the bag, the gentle giant reminded himself to pay back Belphie later. He took out the book and took out the book. The cover was a sunset and the title was called “Stories Of Us Together” He opens it and sat down to read it. The more he read, the more it started to click that it was about him and you. The protagonist was a struggling author, yet always got high praise when they did share her stories, and the protagonist’s love interest was a man who was her next door apartment neighbor, described as large and seemingly intimidating, but when they got to know each other, he was just a good and well meaning guy. He was always there to protect the protagonist and the adventures they would have were always entertaining, like one time they were taking care of a puppy that the protag helped the man watch for a friend. He was so interested in reading that hearing a knock on the door surprised him. “Come in” He calls out. You walk in, closing the door behind you and tiredly walk, almost staggering, over to him. He looks down at you as you sat beside him and rested your head on his shoulder, letting out a long sigh. “Hey, sorry I took so long, Luke was rather hyper today and wanted to do lots of things” You chuckle. “Like a puppy?” He asks. You nod and notice the book he was reading. “Ooo, watcha reading?” You peek over and he looks back at the page he was on. “Your book, ‘Stories Of Us Together’ .. When Belphie and I went to the human world to get some groceries and other stuff, I saw a book with your pen name.” He explains. You smile a bit. “I assume you get the references?” You nudge him. He nods. “When they took care of the puppy, it was like back when we took care Luke and ended up in the underground tomb.” He beams happy. “Mmhm!”  A comfortable silence filled the air before you nuzzle into his shoulder and he wraps his arms around you, pulling you down on the bed so you end up on his chest. Laughter fills the room as the both of you cuddled each other. You hum and turn to look at the bag of candies and snacks for your guys movie tonight tonight. “Pfft- If we eat all of that, I won’t be able to function properly tomorrow-” You told him. “We can save some of it for later, I wouldn’t want you to pass out during RAD tomorrow--” He says. “Yea, me neither” You snort.  “..So is there going to be a second book to the book you made?” “We’ll see.. Right now, why don’t we start that movie now, hm?”

[2021ya]

OFF THE RECORD

by Camryn Garrett

(Knopf, 5/18/21)

9781984829993

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The behind-the-scenes access of Almost Famous meets the searing revelations of #metoo in this story of a teen journalist who uncovers the scandal of the decade. Ever since seventeen-year-old Josie Wright can remember, writing has been her identity, the thing that grounds her when everything else is a garbage fire. So when she wins a contest to write a celebrity profile for Deep Focus magazine, she’s equal parts excited and scared, but also ready. She’s got this. Soon Josie is jetting off on a multi-city tour, rubbing elbows with sparkly celebrities, frenetic handlers, stone-faced producers, and eccentric stylists. She even finds herself catching feelings for the subject of her profile, dazzling young newcomer Marius Canet. Josie’s world is expanding so rapidly, she doesn’t know whether she’s flying or falling. But when a young actress lets her in on a terrible secret, the answer is clear: she’s in over her head. One woman’s account leads to another and another. Josie wants to expose the man responsible, but she’s reluctant to speak up, unsure if this is her story to tell. What if she lets down the women who have entrusted her with their stories? What if this ends her writing career before it even begins? There are so many reasons not to go ahead, but if Josie doesn’t step up, who will? From the author of Full Disclosure, this is a moving testament to the #MeToo movement, and all the ways women stand up for each other.

[2021ya]

DOWN WITH THIS SHIP

by Katie Kingman

(Flux Books, 6/8/21)

9781635830675

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Kole Miller does one thing really well: write fanfiction for the show The Space Game. Everything else is a struggle: like managing her anxiety, frequent crushes, and plans after high school. But when her blog, Spacer, wins a major fanfiction contest, her traffic soars. With massive readership comes criticism Kole isn’t prepared for, including getting stuck in the heated ship wars surrounding the show. And then an invitation to speak at The Space Game’s official convention arrives in her inbox. When the most competitive kids in her Creative Writing class discover Kole’s writing Spacer, her blog is taken hostage and she risks them hitting ctrl+A+del on Spacer. To win it back, Kole must face both her inner demons and the ones at Crystal Lake High before they make the drama not just about The Space Game, but about Kole herself. Including snippets from Kole’s fanfic, emails, and text messages, Down With This Ship is sure to bring out the inner fangirl in anyone.

[2021ya]

COUNTING DOWN WITH YOU

by Tashie Bhuiyan

(Inkyard Press, 5/4/21)

9781335209979

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Preorder Campaign: INCLUDED WITH EVERY PRE-ORDER: 1 of 3 bookmarks featuring character art (art by @cinderdrilla on Instagram), 1 signed bookplate featuring character art (art by @joleanart on Instagram), 1 print featuring character art (art by @natash.shhh on Twitter), 1 free download of the song "Spark" as featured in the book (composed by @pagepowars on Twitter). INCLUDED WITH EVERY PRE-ORDER FROM AN INDIE BOOKSTORE: ALL 3 bookmarks featuring character art (art by @cinderdrilla on Instagram). 20 RANDOM PARTICIPANTS WILL RECEIVE: 1 additional print featuring character art (art by @llstarcasterll on Twitter)

In this sparkling and romantic YA debut, a reserved Bangladeshi teenager has twenty-eight days to make the biggest decision of her life after agreeing to fake date her school’s resident bad boy. How do you make one month last a lifetime? Karina Ahmed has a plan. Keep her head down, get through high school without a fuss, and follow her parents’ rules—even if it means sacrificing her dreams. When her parents go abroad to Bangladesh for four weeks, Karina expects some peace and quiet. Instead, one simple lie unravels everything. Karina is my girlfriend. Tutoring the school’s resident bad boy was already crossing a line. Pretending to date him? Out of the question. But Ace Clyde does everything right—he brings her coffee in the mornings, impresses her friends without trying, and even promises to buy her a dozen books (a week) if she goes along with his fake-dating facade. Though Karina agrees, she can’t help but start counting down the days until her parents come back. T-minus twenty-eight days until everything returns to normal—but what if Karina no longer wants it to?

[2021ya]

A LESSON IN VENGEANCE

by Victoria Lee

(Delacorte Press, 8/3/21)

9780593305829

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Felicity Morrow is back at Dalloway School. Perched in the Catskill mountains, the centuries-old, ivy-covered campus was home until the tragic death of her girlfriend. Now, after a year away, she’s returned to graduate. She even has her old room in Godwin House, the exclusive dormitory rumored to be haunted by the spirits of five Dalloway students—girls some say were witches. The Dalloway Five all died mysteriously, one after another, right on Godwin grounds. Witchcraft is woven into Dalloway’s history. The school doesn’t talk about it, but the students do. In secret rooms and shadowy corners, girls convene. And before her girlfriend died, Felicity was drawn to the dark. She’s determined to leave that behind her now; all Felicity wants is to focus on her senior thesis and graduate. But it’s hard when Dalloway’s occult history is everywhere. And when the new girl won’t let her forget. It’s Ellis Haley’s first year at Dalloway, and she’s already amassed a loyal following. A prodigy novelist at seventeen, Ellis is a so-called “method writer.” She’s eccentric and brilliant, and Felicity can’t shake the pull she feels to her. So when Ellis asks Felicity for help researching the Dalloway Five for her second book, Felicity can’t say no. Given her history with the arcane, Felicity is the perfect resource. And when history begins to repeat itself, Felicity will have to face the darkness in Dalloway–and in herself.