Writing, D&D-playing, 40yo blogger. || DISCLAIMER: Contents may be explicit! 18+ content. || I'm on AO3 as TariTheNurse. || Masterlist || Check out Tari-reblogs for, well, reblogs of other people.
Feel free to browse along and enjoy - Iād be delighted for any comments and reblogs youād throw my way as it truly makes me happy and feels like my work is appreciated. Or maybe head to my AO3 and kudos there?
However: Donāt repost, ofc. Not here, not anywhere else - not even credited. Also please for the love of all you hold dear, donāt feed my works into anything AI. Please. I beg you. I actually care about my stories and what happens to what I write - some of the chars might not be mine but everything else is.
On a different note: I have a sort of taglist so if you want on it, just let me know. Itās probably safest to send an ASK and once Iāve answered it should be good.
Always watch out for individual chapter warnings/content.
Reader is per default female unless otherwise stated.
Latest updates:
I update my high fantasy D&D campaignĀ āI see fireā as I get the notes from the sessions transcribed - see further below for masterlist on that. It can be read even if you donāt play the game or any other TTRPGs so check it out!
Other than that, itāll be very sporadic what I post and hugely dependant on feedback because Iāve run tired posting things and feeling like Iām screaming into a void.
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Tariās June Jukebox Scribbles MasterlistĀ (WIP)
Thereāll be a bunch of drabbles coming throughout the month of June - thanks to a wonderful challenge by @societynsoelsscribblesā: June Jukebox Scribbles. So starting from June 1st, keep an eye on the masterlist for music inspired drabbles.
MCU Masterlist
Featuring Bucky, Heimdal, Loki, Natasha Romanoff, NāJadaka, Sam Wilson, Shuri, Steve, TāChalla, Thor, Tony Stark, and Wanda. Placed Wolverine/Logan Howlett and Deadpool on here too!
Anime Masterlist
Currently including fics for the fandoms of: Fireforce, Gachiakuta, Haikyuu, Naruto, Jujutsu Kaisen, a few Spy x Family, and a bit for Arcane.
Nightingale (featuring Hatake Kakashi) is unfortunately on an indefinite hiatus due to lack of interest/interaction.
Fantasy Masterlist
LotR, The Witcher, Mollymauk from CRās 2nd campaign, and a single Lovecraftian monster. āFantasyā refers to canon and not necessarily to the ficsā settings themselves.
Supernatural Masterlist
A single series (RiP/hiatus, link to AO3) and some various one-shots both smutty and platonic and with and without reader insert.
Others Masterlist
A masterlist with characters that didnāt fit the other chategories. Itās growing! At the moment, you can find Curtis Everett, Clark Kent, Jake Jensen, Ari Levinson, Lloyd Hansen, and a single Syverson here along with a Project Hail Mary fic.
Challenges and celebrations!
Wonderful contributions by people who have decided to partake in the 1k follower celebration challenge as well as the masterlists for the challenges Iāve participated in!
Original Fiction Masterlist
A masterlist of both short stories and a series. I really hope youāll check it out and if you do please share it with others - itās frightening to leave the safety of fanfiction but Iām quite proud of these works!
For the ask game: Which of your fics is your pride and joy?
I should wait with answering until tomorrow, but I can't find rest. So.
My pride and joy is my relatively old fic "Mission abroad" that technically is a prt of my huge series "Inhuman" but didn't survive the cut.
I'm proud of this fic because of the research that went into it (location, combat etc) but also because of the way I managed to get into consequences of a first mission.
It's not perfect. Far from. But it has everything: background, action, angst, comfort, smut. (Yeah, it's a long fic on its own)
Write a scene from [insert fic] in another characterās POV
Which of your fics is your pride and joy?
What are your top three most commonly used tags on AO3?
What are some words or phrases you feel like you overuse?
Whatās something you learned while researching a fic?
Would you ever accept requests or commissions?
Coffee or tea while you write?
What is your favorite line/section from [insert fic]?
How did you get into writing fanfiction?
Is there a character or ship you'd love to write for, but haven't yet?
What makes a fic 'successful' in your opinion?
What was the first fandom you wrote for?
Do you have an 'official' creative writing background such as a degree or previous experience publishing?
What makes you happiest? New fic comments, kudos, bookmarks, user subscribers, story subscribers, or Tumblr asks?
Does anyone you know in real life know you write fanfiction?
What do you struggle with most when writing?
What is something you recently felt proud of in your writing?
How many WIPs do you have and how many do you expect to finish?
How do you get over writer's block?
Share your favorite kiss scene from [insert fic]. If there's no kiss scene, share your favorite moment of intimacy (romantic or platonic)
What stops you from writing more in your free time?
Did you do anything special to celebrate finishing a fic?
Whatās a story youād love to write but havenāt even started yet?
Which scene/theme was the inspiration for [insert fic]?
Are there any moments in [insert fic] that feel "blurry" to you? Is this a stylistic choice, or would you go back and clarify the descriptions if you were given the chance?
Do you ever "prep" your fics with outlines or warmups before you start writing, or do you just dive right in?
Are any of your stories inspired by personal experience?
What's the angstiest idea you've ever come up with?
How many times do you usually revise your fic/chapter before posting?
Have you noticed your style change over time?
What fic meant the most to you to write?
A character you enjoy making suffer.
A character you want to protect.
What is your favorite fic to get comments/messages on?
SUMMARY: You have a surprise that you decide to employ in your own dirty plans.
CONTENT: Spying/stalking of roomie, nudity, smut (masturbation, fantasizing, P in V, mating press).
A/N: Wonāt get a chance to post at all tomorrow, so posting now.
For the 10th of June and the jukebox challenge, we had Pink Pony Club ā Chappell Roan / āEvery night's another reason why I left it allā...BUT I replaced it so enjoy a smutty drabble inspired by I Touch Myself ā Divinyls / āI don't want anybody elseā.
As per usual: please like, comment, and especially reblog ā thatās the only way to make sure other people see it too. Hereās my taglist for the challenge and my general MASTERLIST for more.
When I think about you...
You should have been shocked when you found out your roomie, Sukuna, was spying on you...but itās kind of hard to be mad at someone for doing what you yourself are attempting. So, erasing all evidence that youād found out, you adjusted the plan.
Thatās why youāre more vocal nowadays, moaning and huffing as youāve cranked the vibrator to max even though Sukuna is right on the other side of the wall. Thatās why you whimper his name as he turns down the volume of his stereo.
āāKuna!ā
Itās almost pathetic how close you are to cumming with him in mind, but you canāt help it. Youād do things for him that feminism would find questionable, and right now youāre imagining him running his fat cockhead through your folds, your juices drenching his shaft and dripping down to the balls as he prepares to fill you. Big hands pinning you in place.
This is the sixth evening in a row of you tormenting the guy.
Thereās a knock on the door, making you smirk.
āEither tone it down or let me in on the fun,ā Sukuna growls from the other side.
āCome fuck me, āKuna,ā you mewl.
It takes him one second to consider if he heard it right, then heās in your room. Naked. Heavy cock already glistening at the tip with pre.
āDamn, was hoping youād say that,ā he grins as he stalks to you.
He slaps the toy aside, and slots his hips against the back of your thighs, your legs pressed to your chest and held there easily with one of his large arms.
āRemember,ā he purrs, āyou wanted me.ā
With that, he rubs his cockhead through your folds, catching at the entrance before pushing in. You realize that moment: I donāt want anybody else.
SUMMARY: You have a surprise that you decide to employ in your own dirty plans.
CONTENT: Spying/stalking of roomie, nudity, smut (masturbation, fantasizing, P in V, mating press).
A/N: Wonāt get a chance to post at all tomorrow, so posting now.
For the 10th of June and the jukebox challenge, we had Pink Pony Club ā Chappell Roan / āEvery night's another reason why I left it allā...BUT I replaced it so enjoy a smutty drabble inspired by I Touch Myself ā Divinyls / āI don't want anybody elseā.
As per usual: please like, comment, and especially reblog ā thatās the only way to make sure other people see it too. Hereās my taglist for the challenge and my general MASTERLIST for more.
When I think about you...
You should have been shocked when you found out your roomie, Sukuna, was spying on you...but itās kind of hard to be mad at someone for doing what you yourself are attempting. So, erasing all evidence that youād found out, you adjusted the plan.
Thatās why youāre more vocal nowadays, moaning and huffing as youāve cranked the vibrator to max even though Sukuna is right on the other side of the wall. Thatās why you whimper his name as he turns down the volume of his stereo.
āāKuna!ā
Itās almost pathetic how close you are to cumming with him in mind, but you canāt help it. Youād do things for him that feminism would find questionable, and right now youāre imagining him running his fat cockhead through your folds, your juices drenching his shaft and dripping down to the balls as he prepares to fill you. Big hands pinning you in place.
This is the sixth evening in a row of you tormenting the guy.
Thereās a knock on the door, making you smirk.
āEither tone it down or let me in on the fun,ā Sukuna growls from the other side.
āCome fuck me, āKuna,ā you mewl.
It takes him one second to consider if he heard it right, then heās in your room. Naked. Heavy cock already glistening at the tip with pre.
āDamn, was hoping youād say that,ā he grins as he stalks to you.
He slaps the toy aside, and slots his hips against the back of your thighs, your legs pressed to your chest and held there easily with one of his large arms.
āRemember,ā he purrs, āyou wanted me.ā
With that, he rubs his cockhead through your folds, catching at the entrance before pushing in. You realize that moment: I donāt want anybody else.
PAIRING/STARRING: Mobster!Lloyd Hansen x fem!reader.
WORD COUNT: 300.
SUMMARY: The thing you are willing to do to save the life of your love.
CONTENT: Referenced blackmail/hostage situation, drinking, trading of life, DARK elements ā nothing detailed, though.
A/N: The 3rd prompt is Mack the Knife ā Bobby Darin / āAnd he shows them pearly whiteā.
As per usual: please like, comment, and especially reblog ā thatās the only way to make sure other people see it too. Hereās my taglist for the challenge and my general MASTERLIST for more.
Exchange
You spotted him right away, feeling his gaze on you as you slid your coat off. A burning trail down your spine. Turning, your eyes land on Lloyd Hansen, one of his brows raised appreciatively at the sight of you as if he didnāt know you would be here. As if you had a choice.
Heās lounging in one of the couches in the VIP corner, thighs spread wide and a drink in hand with a giant ice cube in it and a sliver of orange peel. There are a few people around him but at some word from him that you canāt hear over the music, they scatter, leaving the space free for you to join him instead.
Taking a deep breath, you saunter up the steps, causing him to smile like a shark waiting for its dinner. It makes you think of the lyrics to a song: And he shows them, pearly white. He knows this is the only option you have, coming to him. Becoming his. And as he pats his knee to indicate where you belong now, you take a deep breath and sit in his lap, an arm slipping around his neck, and his face much too close to your cleavage.
He wraps an arm around your waist, the other hand landing on your thigh and playing with the slit of your dress.
āSo glad you decided to come,ā he purrs.
You swallow. āYou promised something in return,ā you remind him.
āIndeed I did.ā
He signals for his goons and a moment later theyāve brought out the man youāre doing this for. The man you love. You know he never intended to get into this sort of trouble. Never meant to get you involved. But now you are and itās your freedom versus his life.
Imagine if part of the deal was that the exchange was only temporary - if the ex stayed out of trouble for a year, then Reader would be free to go after then...but of course Lloyd does all he can to land ex in trouble so he can keep Reader for as long as he wants.
PAIRING/STARRING: Bucky Barnes &/x fem!reader, & Steve Rogers.
WORD COUNT: 315.
SUMMARY: Buckyās broken his own damn heart by letting you go and now he suffers.
CONTENT: [Y/N] once because fuck it, feels/heartbreak, post breakup, hurt/comfort, happy ending.
A/N: Somebody That I Used To Know ā Gotye / āLike when you said you felt so happy you could dieā is the prompt for the 9th of June.
As per usual: please like, comment, and especially reblog ā thatās the only way to make sure other people see it too. Hereās my taglist for the challenge and my general MASTERLIST for more.
A certain kind of sadness
Bucky knows itās a temporary numbness as he lies on the floor, staring up at the ceiling. The moment heāll move his head, heāll see it all: pictures, things, hell the furniture itself! All of it reminds him of you.
It hurts.
He knows, youāre better off without him. Heās said so many times before...for once youāve listened. That isnāt the worst part, that you ensured a better future for yourself. The worst part is that he knows, heāll never be able to move on.
Thereās a knock on the door that Bucky wants to ignore, but he recognizes that rhythm: Steve. Heās well aware that Steve wonāt go away but will knock down the door if he has to.
āāS open!ā
The door opens. Footsteps approach.
āCare to tell me why weāve got [Y/N] in the Tower bawling her eyes out?ā Steve grits out.
Bucky has to swallow a lump in his throat before he can answer. āItās over.ā
āWhy?ā
āIām no good for her.ā
āYouāre a goddamn idiot is what you are,ā Steve asserts. āThat girl loves you and you have the audacity to shit on that?ā
āIām no g-ā
āI heard you the first time and itās bull! All her smiles? Theyāre because of you.ā
Bucky tries to ignore the pain in his heart. Thereād been good times. Like when you said you felt so happy you could die on the way back from the fair, with the silly stuffed animal heād won you.
āDonāt you love her?ā Steve pushes.
āI never told her...ā
āSay it now.ā
āFuck...I love her so much. Iāll never be normal about it.ā
āOh Buck...ā Thatās not Steve. Twisting, Bucky looks up at you, face wet from tears. āI love you. Let me love you.ā
He canāt say no. Just nods and lets you into his arms. Heās vaguely aware that Steve leaves, having accomplished his mission.
PAIRING/STARRING: Mobster!Lloyd Hansen x fem!reader.
WORD COUNT: 300.
SUMMARY: The thing you are willing to do to save the life of your love.
CONTENT: Referenced blackmail/hostage situation, drinking, trading of life, DARK elements ā nothing detailed, though.
A/N: The 3rd prompt is Mack the Knife ā Bobby Darin / āAnd he shows them pearly whiteā.
As per usual: please like, comment, and especially reblog ā thatās the only way to make sure other people see it too. Hereās my taglist for the challenge and my general MASTERLIST for more.
Exchange
You spotted him right away, feeling his gaze on you as you slid your coat off. A burning trail down your spine. Turning, your eyes land on Lloyd Hansen, one of his brows raised appreciatively at the sight of you as if he didnāt know you would be here. As if you had a choice.
Heās lounging in one of the couches in the VIP corner, thighs spread wide and a drink in hand with a giant ice cube in it and a sliver of orange peel. There are a few people around him but at some word from him that you canāt hear over the music, they scatter, leaving the space free for you to join him instead.
Taking a deep breath, you saunter up the steps, causing him to smile like a shark waiting for its dinner. It makes you think of the lyrics to a song: And he shows them, pearly white. He knows this is the only option you have, coming to him. Becoming his. And as he pats his knee to indicate where you belong now, you take a deep breath and sit in his lap, an arm slipping around his neck, and his face much too close to your cleavage.
He wraps an arm around your waist, the other hand landing on your thigh and playing with the slit of your dress.
āSo glad you decided to come,ā he purrs.
You swallow. āYou promised something in return,ā you remind him.
āIndeed I did.ā
He signals for his goons and a moment later theyāve brought out the man youāre doing this for. The man you love. You know he never intended to get into this sort of trouble. Never meant to get you involved. But now you are and itās your freedom versus his life.
Pairing/starring: Steve Rogers x fem!reader x Bucky Barnes.
Word count: 712.
Summary: Best friends on the battlefield and off...and that includes in bed with you.
Content: No plot, just smut (hand jobs, spit-roast).
A/N: After the September fun, Iām continuing the unrestrained smuttiness with Kinktober 2025! The prompt for the 3rd of October that I have chosen is āThreesomeā. As per usual please like, comment, and especially reblog - thatās the only way to make sure other people see it too. Hereās my TAGLIST and my MASTERLIST for more. Hereās my masterlist for Kinktober 2025 :)
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Four big hands are on your body, one made of cool metal that sends shocks through you due to the difference in temperature ā you are sensitive, feeling everything they are doing. And you love it.
The hot mouth of Steve slides from your shoulder up onto your neck, sending shivers through your body even as he latches on with his teeth. Itās a delicious sting that makes your cunt clamp around nothing, arousal dripping onto Buckyās thigh that youāre straddling.
Buckyās hands are on your hips, making sure you keep grinding on him, his lips have found your left nipple, suckling it into his mouth and tickling it with his tongue so youāre arching your back.
Your other breast is in Steveās right hand, calloused thumb brushing over it.
His left hand?
On Buckyās cock. He can barely reach the way youāre all positioned, but he has managed a lazy grasp, fist moving slowly up and down the slightly curved length and making Bucky groan around his mouthful of you.
Your own hands are occupied too: one tangled in Buckyās hair as if to keep you grounded, the other snaked behind your back to find Steveās erection. Youāre holding on more than actually stroking him, making him thrust into your fist slowly.
Everything is slow. Thereās no hurry, just a deep hunger that will need time to sate.
They move carefully when shifting you to all fours, caged between their kneeling bodies.
Grabbing where your thigh and ass meets, Steve parts you so he can see the glistening folds and the dripping entrance to your cunt.
āSo ready, huh?ā
You whimper your yes, looking up at Bucky with pleading eyes before reaching for his hips to pull him closer. Tongue out, your greet his cock with a long lick, circling the crown and making him groan.
āSheās ready, Steve,ā he confirms.
The nudging of Steveās cock at your entrance is warm and blunt. Then they mirror each otherās actions, pushing into you slowly, soothing your whimpers with gentle touches and cooed words.
Even if you had wanted them to move faster, youāre too lost in the feeling to hurry them.
Buckyās cock pushes into your throat, making you spasm around him. When your nose is flush to his pubic bone, Steve has bottomed out too, tip kissing your cervix and making your groan.
āFuck...ā Bucky sighs.
They find a rhythm wordlessly, shoving into your simultaneously and leaving you almost completely empty the next moment.
Each drag of Steve through your cunt hits all the right spots, dragging out the buildup as the coil inside you tenses and itās only enhanced by the restricted breathing from taking Bucky into your throat. But the moment you know youāre done for is when Steve reaches around, finding you clit and methodically rubbing little circles on it.
You whimper, clamping down on his cock as the coil inside you threatens to snap.
āGo ahead, doll,ā one of them urges.
The silent scream can barely get past Buckyās cock when your tumble over the edge, your cunt is fluttering around Steveās length and somehow ā somehow they both still manage to keep their steady pace, prolonging your orgasms.
āFeel so good, sweetheart,ā Steve coos.
āTaking us so well,ā Buck agrees.
Theyāre both sounding ragged, but you know them ā they can continue much longer than you can.
Still, you sense the change before the rhythm of their hips really increases: now they are working for their own releases.
Deep thrusts that allow them to feel every inch of you they claim. The sounds of squelching and quiet grunts fill the room mixed with the underlying note of your own blood rushing in your ears as Steve keeps toying with you, keeping you on a high that seems to stretch forever. Overly sensitive, you whimper and whine but it only seems to spur them on and suddenly they both stutter, pushing as deep as they can into you before stilling their hips.
You feel their heat fill you and you gratefully take it all.
When they pull away from you, the drag you along into a tangled heap on the bed and as you snuggle up, youāre finally allowed to come down from your orgasms, dizzy and spent but happy.
PAIRING/STARRING: Bucky Barnes &/x fem!reader, & Steve Rogers.
WORD COUNT: 315.
SUMMARY: Buckyās broken his own damn heart by letting you go and now he suffers.
CONTENT: [Y/N] once because fuck it, feels/heartbreak, post breakup, hurt/comfort, happy ending.
A/N: Somebody That I Used To Know ā Gotye / āLike when you said you felt so happy you could dieā is the prompt for the 9th of June.
As per usual: please like, comment, and especially reblog ā thatās the only way to make sure other people see it too. Hereās my taglist for the challenge and my general MASTERLIST for more.
A certain kind of sadness
Bucky knows itās a temporary numbness as he lies on the floor, staring up at the ceiling. The moment heāll move his head, heāll see it all: pictures, things, hell the furniture itself! All of it reminds him of you.
It hurts.
He knows, youāre better off without him. Heās said so many times before...for once youāve listened. That isnāt the worst part, that you ensured a better future for yourself. The worst part is that he knows, heāll never be able to move on.
Thereās a knock on the door that Bucky wants to ignore, but he recognizes that rhythm: Steve. Heās well aware that Steve wonāt go away but will knock down the door if he has to.
āāS open!ā
The door opens. Footsteps approach.
āCare to tell me why weāve got [Y/N] in the Tower bawling her eyes out?ā Steve grits out.
Bucky has to swallow a lump in his throat before he can answer. āItās over.ā
āWhy?ā
āIām no good for her.ā
āYouāre a goddamn idiot is what you are,ā Steve asserts. āThat girl loves you and you have the audacity to shit on that?ā
āIām no g-ā
āI heard you the first time and itās bull! All her smiles? Theyāre because of you.ā
Bucky tries to ignore the pain in his heart. Thereād been good times. Like when you said you felt so happy you could die on the way back from the fair, with the silly stuffed animal heād won you.
āDonāt you love her?ā Steve pushes.
āI never told her...ā
āSay it now.ā
āFuck...I love her so much. Iāll never be normal about it.ā
āOh Buck...ā Thatās not Steve. Twisting, Bucky looks up at you, face wet from tears. āI love you. Let me love you.ā
He canāt say no. Just nods and lets you into his arms. Heās vaguely aware that Steve leaves, having accomplished his mission.
PAIRING/STARRING: Bucky Barnes &/x fem!reader, & Steve Rogers.
WORD COUNT: 315.
SUMMARY: Buckyās broken his own damn heart by letting you go and now he suffers.
CONTENT: [Y/N] once because fuck it, feels/heartbreak, post breakup, hurt/comfort, happy ending.
A/N: Somebody That I Used To Know ā Gotye / āLike when you said you felt so happy you could dieā is the prompt for the 9th of June.
As per usual: please like, comment, and especially reblog ā thatās the only way to make sure other people see it too. Hereās my taglist for the challenge and my general MASTERLIST for more.
A certain kind of sadness
Bucky knows itās a temporary numbness as he lies on the floor, staring up at the ceiling. The moment heāll move his head, heāll see it all: pictures, things, hell the furniture itself! All of it reminds him of you.
It hurts.
He knows, youāre better off without him. Heās said so many times before...for once youāve listened. That isnāt the worst part, that you ensured a better future for yourself. The worst part is that he knows, heāll never be able to move on.
Thereās a knock on the door that Bucky wants to ignore, but he recognizes that rhythm: Steve. Heās well aware that Steve wonāt go away but will knock down the door if he has to.
āāS open!ā
The door opens. Footsteps approach.
āCare to tell me why weāve got [Y/N] in the Tower bawling her eyes out?ā Steve grits out.
Bucky has to swallow a lump in his throat before he can answer. āItās over.ā
āWhy?ā
āIām no good for her.ā
āYouāre a goddamn idiot is what you are,ā Steve asserts. āThat girl loves you and you have the audacity to shit on that?ā
āIām no g-ā
āI heard you the first time and itās bull! All her smiles? Theyāre because of you.ā
Bucky tries to ignore the pain in his heart. Thereād been good times. Like when you said you felt so happy you could die on the way back from the fair, with the silly stuffed animal heād won you.
āDonāt you love her?ā Steve pushes.
āI never told her...ā
āSay it now.ā
āFuck...I love her so much. Iāll never be normal about it.ā
āOh Buck...ā Thatās not Steve. Twisting, Bucky looks up at you, face wet from tears. āI love you. Let me love you.ā
He canāt say no. Just nods and lets you into his arms. Heās vaguely aware that Steve leaves, having accomplished his mission.
PAIRING/STARRING: Mobster!Lloyd Hansen x fem!reader.
WORD COUNT: 300.
SUMMARY: The thing you are willing to do to save the life of your love.
CONTENT: Referenced blackmail/hostage situation, drinking, trading of life, DARK elements ā nothing detailed, though.
A/N: The 3rd prompt is Mack the Knife ā Bobby Darin / āAnd he shows them pearly whiteā.
As per usual: please like, comment, and especially reblog ā thatās the only way to make sure other people see it too. Hereās my taglist for the challenge and my general MASTERLIST for more.
Exchange
You spotted him right away, feeling his gaze on you as you slid your coat off. A burning trail down your spine. Turning, your eyes land on Lloyd Hansen, one of his brows raised appreciatively at the sight of you as if he didnāt know you would be here. As if you had a choice.
Heās lounging in one of the couches in the VIP corner, thighs spread wide and a drink in hand with a giant ice cube in it and a sliver of orange peel. There are a few people around him but at some word from him that you canāt hear over the music, they scatter, leaving the space free for you to join him instead.
Taking a deep breath, you saunter up the steps, causing him to smile like a shark waiting for its dinner. It makes you think of the lyrics to a song: And he shows them, pearly white. He knows this is the only option you have, coming to him. Becoming his. And as he pats his knee to indicate where you belong now, you take a deep breath and sit in his lap, an arm slipping around his neck, and his face much too close to your cleavage.
He wraps an arm around your waist, the other hand landing on your thigh and playing with the slit of your dress.
āSo glad you decided to come,ā he purrs.
You swallow. āYou promised something in return,ā you remind him.
āIndeed I did.ā
He signals for his goons and a moment later theyāve brought out the man youāre doing this for. The man you love. You know he never intended to get into this sort of trouble. Never meant to get you involved. But now you are and itās your freedom versus his life.
Letās study the concept for a momentā¦my tagging system is very simple:
You can be on the 4ever taglist in which case Iāll pop you on any and all of my works. You get on the list by sending an ASK.
You can get on a specific seriesā taglist by sending me an ASK.
If you want on a genre/fandom list you still need to send an ASK.
If you are on a specific list, I do expect some sort of interaction from you (reblog, comment, like, anything really - Iām not picky). Otherwise thereās a risk of being removed again after a while of repeated lack of reactions.
If you think, I need a specific list, then let me know and I*ll consider it!
Now, I know not all of you feel safe about interacting much, and Iām not going to force you. Thatās why I try to tag any story as thoroughly as possible so itās possible to find.
4ever taglist:
Itās not a long list, but itās precious to me.
@maladaptive-ninja-returnsā
@castielscaplan
Anime taglist:
Any sort of anime (I know: I ought to read the mangas, but I donāt have the time/energy/access to that atm), but hey! Anime is awesome and if you think so too then get on this list!
@eleniblue
MCU taglist:
If you want to be on only MCU stuff, but anything within that category - this is the list for you!
@wolfsmom1
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Fantasy taglist:
So far itās the Witcher, some Critical Role/Exandria, Lord of the Rings (yum, Eomerā¦.ahem), and a single monster which technically might not count as fantasy but who cares.
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Supernatural taglist:
As the title says, this one is for the ones who havenāt given up.
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Others taglist:
They deserve each their own taglist - I know. But Iām only human so the boys will have to share. Weāre talking Curtis Everett, Clark Kent, Jake Jensen, Ari Levinson, Lloyd Hansen, Captain Syverson, and Wyland Grace.
Smut:
I meanā¦if you arenāt picky but you have a dirty mind like me, then maybe this is something for you?
Yeah, as the title say, I've restructured some of my masterlists and will continue doing so to the rest of the next while.
Check it out!
Also:
Each main masterlist does potentially have a corresponding taglist (which will be evident soon in my taglist post, bear with me for a moment). That means: if you like a main masterlist, then it's easy to get on the corresponding taglist simply by sending me an ASK or a DM.
This is my masterlist for anything more fantasy-fandomish. You can find some Lord of the Rings here along with Mollymauk from the Mighty Nein / Critical Role's 2nd campaign.
That it's a fantasy masterlist does NOT mean that all the fics stick to the fantasy genre, but rather that canon is fantasy.
Always watch out for individual chapter warnings/content.
Reader is per default female unless otherwise stated.
Not haunted *
Challenge for #Kinktober.
Drabble. No, your new house isnāt haunted ā itās just Cthulhu being horny.
Cold front and warm embrace
Challenge for #FluffSpring2026.
Drabble. Ćomer x fem!reader. You are caught by surprise by the change in weather.
Denied again
Challenge for #JanuaryJumbleScribbles.
Drabble. Hobbits & Strider/Aragorn. Strider has denied the hobbits yet another meal.
Fae/elf
Request.
Legolas Greenleaf & fem!reader. A chance meeting in the Undying Lands.
Mine *
Challenge for #Kinktober.
Drabble. Ćomer x fem!reader. Ćomer has come home to you, finally.
Need you *
Challenge for #JanuaryJumbleScribbles.
Drabble. Ćomer x fem!reader. The great hall is deserted save for the two of you...and Ćomer cannot wait another second.
Mollymauk Tealeaf
Contested life
BTS canon compliant.
Heās in there, watching whatās happening even if he doesnāt fully know who or what he is.
Got me
Challenge for #JanuaryJumbleScribbles.
Drabble. It wasnāt the mischief your friends had hoped youād cause...but itās something at least.
Hard pressed *
Molly is not used to being shy, but for once he needs some welcome encouragement...or pressure.
Lazy afternoon
Challenge for #FluffSpring2026
GN!reader. The day after a ājobā, you and Molly take a bit of time away from the rest of the Mighty Nein to relax.
Series
Forever and again * #Ā (hiatus/RIP)
You are destined to be together in all of your lives throughout time - but how do you meet and lose each other again and again?
Reader finds herself in the company of Geralt, Jaskier, and Roachā¦and a choice that is nigh impossible to turn down despite the risks.
1. The wild Things in the Woods || 2. Beautiful together || 3. You wonāt change || 4. Burning Star || 5. Hate to say I told you so || 6. Grow or pay || 7. Everything Glows || 8. Cloudy Hours || 9. Something good || 10. It changes Everything || 11. Between you and me || 12. Nightmares in Daytime || 13. Reconstrucdead || 14. Strong where you belong || 15. Soft Dogs
One-shots
I'll be good for you *
Challenge for SexySeptemberScribbles. Drabble. Geralt knows just want you need. And more's better, right?
Juniper * #
Geralt is travelling through the winter storm when he encounters a maiden in distress.
Unconventional *
Challenge for Kinktober. You are surprised (but also delighted) by a slightly unorthodox approach to things.
Urgency *
Challenge for Kinktober. Drabble. Sometimes itās just impossible to make it all the way to the bed.
SUMMARY: You get lost but donāt mind even as you lose your heart to someone.
CONTENT: Festival and flirting.
A/N: The 8th of June comes with a classic from my youth (wow, I feel old now): Livinā La Vida Loca ā Ricky Martin / āI feel a premonitionā.
As per usual: please like, comment, and especially reblog ā thatās the only way to make sure other people see it too. Hereās my taglist for the challenge and my general MASTERLIST for more.
Lost, found paradise
You were lost. Somehow going from the stage after the concert and back to camp, youād gotten yourself separated from your friends and now you were wandering through what seemed to be a mix between other camps and an unofficial market area.
On the other hand: you werenāt troubled with the fact that you were lost because it was not like you were alone. Everywhere around you are people and they are all hear for the same reason as you. They want to enjoy the music, the summer, be in good company, not worry about the real world for a while. So yeah, youāre lost but itās okay.
You can hear the bass from one of the other stages in the distance and it mingles with the much closer, slightly off-beat strumming of a guitar. People are singing along to it, and for a moment you pause to listen. Closing your eyes, you sway a bit to the music. Then someone takes your hand, effortlessly leading you into a dance.
Opening your eyes, your are met by a the sight of a beauty: long dark hair falling past her naked shoulders, tube top matching the colour of her eyes.
The sight of her makes you stop.
āIām sorry,ā she apologizes with the cutest accent, āI just felt like dancing too.ā
āNo, itās okay!ā you blurt out. āYouāre just gorgeous!ā
He entire face lights up in a pretty smile. āThank you.ā
Youāre just about to ask for her name when you hear the voices of your friends calling for you. She repeats your name as if tasting it on her tongue, then blows you a kiss before turning.
āI feel a premonition...Iāll find you again,ā she promises over her shoulder.
