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joyful-enchantress · 1 year

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Spring Heat (18+) | Loki x Fem!Reader

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A/N: You help your husband through his yearly heat, which is part of the Jotun mating cycle. He's afraid he might hurt you, but you are determined to stay... I wrote this for @springdandelixn and her Double-Trouble Sleepover! Congratulations, Beanie, my love! I hope you enjoy this little fic that I put together for you 🖤

Genre/Warnings: Jotun mating cycle AU, smut (18+), rough sex, choking, dubcon? (everything is consensual but Loki is not entirely in control of himself), language, light angst, fluff too, filth with feeling, established relationship

Word Count: 3182

The sights and sounds of springtime were all around you as you strolled through the palace grounds —

The busy twittering of birds as they searched for food and fought over tree branches on which to build their nests.

The chattering of squirrels and rabbits and other small animals as they came out of hiding to begin a new season of life.

The rich shade of green returning to the grass in the meadow, speckled with pops of color where wildflowers were beginning to bloom.

Speaking of blooming flowers -- the palace gardens were thriving, and in the next couple of weeks were sure to become a spectacle of color, ranging from delicate pastel hues to bright, vibrant tones. Just in time for the Spring Festival that would be held at the end of the month.

Yes, spring was upon you. Your favorite season. It meant warmer temperatures and sunshine and new life.

But despite all the bright cheerfulness that spring brought with it, for your husband, Loki, it also brought with it a certain darkness.

His heat.

Loki was of Jotun blood; a Frost Giant. And with that heritage came certain Jotun traits, some more easily embraced than others. One such trait that your husband found more loathsome than the rest was the Jotun mating cycle.

Each year since his body matured, around the time of the Spring Equinox, Loki would find himself at the mercy of his primal instincts. Unable to control his animalistic urges to mate, he’d lock himself in his chambers until it would pass.

That is, until you had something to say about it.

When you learned of the agony he endured — both physically and emotionally — locked in his chambers for anywhere from one week to one month until his heat cycle passed, you couldn’t bear it. You had to do something to help, if you could.

You remembered the conversation you’d had with him well. It was shortly after your wedding…

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“Loki, isn’t there anything that would make it easier to endure? Or at least make it come to an end more quickly? I can’t imagine a week of that, let alone a month.”

“Unfortunately, no, darling. There isn’t really anything that can be safely done to help it. The healers can give me an elixir that will suppress it, but I can’t take it every year, or it would lose its effectiveness. And besides, a heat the year after a suppressed heat is always more intense and agonizing.”

Your eyebrow cocked, looking at him with curiosity. “You sound like you’re speaking from experience…?”

He took a deep breath before answering, “Yes, I’ve taken suppressants occasionally in the past. The temptation of a year of reprieve was too great for me to resist at times. But I always found that the following year’s heat was far worse than what is typical. More desperation, more madness, more… pain.”

Your heart broke for him in that moment.

“Why does it last so long, Loki?”

He gave a mirthless chuckle. “It lasts as long as it takes for one of two things to happen. Either it quite literally burns its way out of my system, like a fever that takes weeks to break. Or…”

His voice trailed off, and he looked off into the distance, as if he was searching for his thought amongst the forests and rolling hills.

“Or…?” You gently encouraged him to continue.

Loki let out an exasperated sigh and quietly admitted, “Or… I mate. Breed. Fuck.”

Something about the way he enunciated the hard ‘k’, his Adam’s apple bobbing sinfully as the sound clicked in his throat, had your core throbbing with need and a wave of hot arousal unfolding over your body.

You blinked a few times as you contemplated what he said. “Well that seems easy enough,” you replied cooly, as if you were discussing the weather.

“What…?” He looked at you, perplexed.

“If having a good fuck will bring your agony to an end, then that seems like an easy solution to me. I can help you with that —”

“NO!” His rich baritone voice boomed as it cut you off, dripping with authority, anger, and — was that fear? “You don’t understand, my love. I am not myself when this happens. I lose myself, I lose control. I no longer am capable of keeping up the Asgardian façade; my Jotun form takes over and I am overcome with the primal desire to mate. I lose all regard for decency, I become… a monster. I am a monster.”

“Loki…” you reached a hand up to caress the side of his stupidly beautiful face, running your thumb soothingly along his sharp cheekbone and slotting your palm against his chiseled jaw, which was tightly clenched. A sign of his distress. “I love you, Loki. Let me help you through this.”

“I love you too, darling. More than my life itself. Which is exactly why I can’t let you do this.” He wrapped his large hand around the back of yours and turned his head to the side to tenderly kiss your palm. “It isn’t safe. I could hurt you. Badly.”

“I trust you, Loki. I trust you with my life, no matter what physical form you assume.” The next words you uttered came to you as easily as breathing, “I want to do this. Please. Use me. Use my body to sate your desires and end your own suffering.”

His emerald eyes widened at your words, most likely shocked at how brazen and self-assured they were. But swirling behind the shock was something else. Reverence. Trepidation. And lust.

He slowly swallowed, gathering himself together and collecting his thoughts after you scrambled them with your salacious plea.

“Alright then, darling.” He cautiously relented, his eyes boring into yours, searching for any sign that you were having second thoughts or hints of doubt. “Come springtime, when my next heat cycle is upon me, I’ll let you help me. I’ll let you be the balm that soothes my burning, searing ache.”

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And now, spring was upon you. And any day now, it would be time to make good on your promise to him. For better or worse. You suddenly had a renewed appreciation for the words you spoke in your wedding vows to him, just 8 months ago.

Loki has been warning you for the past few days that his heat is imminent, and could take over at any time. He could feel it; all the warning signs were there. The restlessness. The irritability. The discomfort. Crawling under his skin like an itch he can't scratch. Until it makes him snap.

Each and every time, he asked if you were still sure. He reminded you that you could change your mind, that he didn't expect you to do this. That he'd never expect you to do this. It was entirely your choice.

And each and every time, you stood firm in your decision. You wanted to help him. You would do this.

The sun was beginning to set on your evening stroll, so you altered your route so that it would lead you back towards the private chambers that you shared with Loki. As you approached the hallway which led to your shared door, you could feel a distinct, unseasonal chill in the air.

Was this it? Was tonight the night?

Once you reached the ornate wooden door, you noticed a thin blanket of frost coating the edges of it, as if, behind the door, was the force of winter itself, its icy chill seeping through the gaps between the door and the frame.

You reflected for a moment on the irony that all this frost and chill was the result of something called a heat, and you couldn't help but chuckle to yourself.

But then you remembered that not just fire, but ice, too, can burn.

A shiver rolled down your spine, and the cold seeping through the doorframe wasn't entirely to blame.

You took a moment to gather your courage, reminding yourself that this was Loki. Your husband. Your one true love.

You could do this.

You softly knocked, each tap of your knuckles against the cold wood sending a jolt of bravery through you.

"Loki... can I come in?"

"Pet..." The voice that answered you was familiar, but more... ragged. It was deeper, if that was even possible, and assumed a huskiness that made your usually gentle husband sound nothing short of feral.

It sent a surge of hot, wet arousal through you, which pooled between your thighs.

"I'm here, Loki..." you whispered like a prayer. "Let me help you."

"This is your last chance, pet," he warned. "You can still change your mind. But the moment you open the door, I'm afraid there will be no going back."

Good thing you had no plans of going back.

You opened the door and stepped into your chambers; after ensuring the door was closed and locked, you took a deep breath. This was it.

As you turned around, you came face to face with your husband.

Except he wasn't quite the Loki you knew. For one thing, he was taller. Much taller. At least 8 feet tall. You briefly wondered how you'd be able to take him in this form. His usually porcelain skin was replaced with a brilliant cerulean, and across every bit of blue that your hungry eyes could find, were ridges that swept across his skin in bold strokes and delicate lines, forming intricate patterns that you longed to trace with your fingers. As your eyes settled on his face, you found some familiarity there. You recognized the bone structure and the shape of his nose, the curve of his lips; the luscious raven locks that framed his angular face were unchanged. But in place of the emerald orbs that you knew and loved were two glistening rubies, staring at you with an intensity that could only be described as ferocious.

He was beautiful. Flawless. You saw no monster before you. Only your husband. Showing you a side of himself that he has kept hidden from you. Until now.

You broke the silence first, and simply muttered, "I love you, and I am here. Use me."

And that was all the permission he needed.

He closed the distance between you impossibly fast, like a predator stalking its prey, and wrapped an icy hand around your throat, squeezing firmly, the coldness stinging like pins and needles against your skin.

His lips met yours with an urgency that you hadn't experienced before; any hint of gentleness was gone and in its place a brutal clash of tongues and teeth as he claimed your mouth, a throaty growl slipping past his lips as he basked in the taste of you on his tongue.

Fear crept up your spine for the first time since you entered, and you brought your small hands up to claw at his wrist, a desperate attempt to let him know that you needed a break; you needed to breathe.

Something within him seemed to get the message, because he peeled his mouth away from yours and released your throat, repurposing his hand to wrap around your midsection and toss you unceremoniously onto the large bed in the center of the room.

You had to admit that part of you enjoyed the way he was manhandling you.

He wasted no time freeing himself from his garments and strode towards the bed, where he situated himself over you, caging in your small frame like a hungry animal about to enjoy the spoils of its hunt.

You gulped at the sight of his enormous cock, as it bobbed angrily against his stomach, covered in the same ridges that decorated the rest of his body, the tip weeping with the evidence of his primal desire. For you.

"These pretty silks have got to go," he rasped against your ear, his breath somehow both hot and cold.

He roughly grabbed the fine fabric and you winced as you heard him rip it to shreds as easily as if your dress was made of flower petals from the garden.

Within seconds, you were bare before him, and his ravenous gaze lazily roamed over your body, savoring every dip and every curve like the sight of you alone could sate him.

Even though that couldn't be further from the truth.

When he decided that his eyes had had their fill, he brought two fingers up to prod against your lips, his gaze meeting yours, daring you to defy him.

But you didn't dare.

You submissively parted your lips and wrapped your mouth around his fingers, astonished at how much your mouth had to stretch just to accommodate them. A wicked smile tugged at his lips as your tongue danced over his digits, preparing them for exploration of another warm, wet hole.

A gasp escaped your lips as his fingers were abruptly pulled from your mouth and pushed inside your weeping cunt. They pumped and stretched you almost as much as his normal cock would, and you shuddered at the thought of what was to come.

The nerves melted away though, as his thumb found your clit and worked the sensitive nub in sweeping circles, pleasure taking over your senses and lulling you into a state of calm.

"Loki..." you whispered softly between your whimpers and pants.

He growled in response, withdrawing his fingers from your soaked pussy and wrapping his hand around your thigh, forcing your legs open as wide as they would go.

Before you had a chance to adjust to the new position, his huge cock was at your slick entrance and he thrust forward, forcing as much of himself inside you as he could, his girth stretching your walls and the tip pushing against your cervix. The sudden intrusion took your breath away, and the stinging pain you felt caused unshed tears to well in your eyes. The coldness of his skin only heightened the sensations, forcing your mouth open in a silent scream as he claimed you.

You loved him. You wanted this. You silently reminded yourself as a large blue hand found your throat once again and wrapped around tightly.

A feral moan left his lips as he began to rut into you roughly. Pushing himself in as far as your body would allow. Over and over. Chasing his own pleasure without regard for your own.

"So warm... So tight... You take me so well, pet." He grunted between thrusts. "You're mine."

You couldn't help the fresh pool of arousal that gushed between your legs in response to his words. Even as he wrecked your body and used it like a toy, you loved nothing more than being his.

His rhythm became sloppy and you knew he was close.

With a wild growl, he pulled out of you and violently flipped you over onto your stomach. You were thankful you were on the mattress and not on the floor in that moment.

His large hands dug into your hips, pulling them upwards and angling you so that he could sink himself once again into your tight cunt. You turned your head to the side, gasping for air between shameless moans as he pounded into you from behind like an animal.

It didn't take long for him to reach his peak; he let out a primal roar as he came, pumping you full of his seed. You felt it leaking out of you, dripping down your inner thighs as he continued to shallowly thrust into you while he rode out his high.

And that was the last thing you remembered before darkness blurred the edges of your vision and you succumbed to exhaustion, your body limp and spent.

Later, when you came to, you wiggled your fingers and toes first and slowly worked your way to moving each limb, assessing the soreness. There was an undeniable ache, but nothing you couldn't manage. You sat up in the bed and looked around the room, searching for Loki. Your eyes settled upon his familiar Asgardian form, huddled on the chair in the corner, as if he was putting as much distance as possible between the two of you without leaving you alone. His eyes were red, but not because of his Jotun blood. Because he had been crying.

"Loki, what's wrong?!" you frantically asked.

When he realized you were awake, he rushed to your side. "What's wrong? Love, look at what I've done to you!" He gestured to your body, to the bruises on your inner thighs, your hips, your wrists, your neck. He pointed to the mess between your thighs, to the bit of blood that was on the sheets between your legs. "I'm a monster. A vile, disgusting creature. I should have never let you do this!"

He looked away from you, ashamed.

You reached for his hand, in an effort to reassure him. "Loki, I wanted this. I wanted to help you. I insisted." Your thumb stroked the back of his hand in soothing circles, willing him to believe that you were okay. "And look! It worked. Your heat lasted only a few hours instead of weeks!"

"But at what cost?" He muttered, without meeting your gaze.

"I am your wife. We are a team, in everything. I vowed to be there for you and to love you no matter what, for better or for worse. A few bruises and some soreness are a small price to pay once a year if it means my husband isn't in agony for weeks at a time."

He sheepishly met your gaze then, peering up at you from under his eyelashes.

"I don't deserve you," he whispered softly.

"Yes you do. Because you are the most amazing person I know," you smiled easily as you said it. "Now, I did say we are a team, so if you're done sulking, I do believe it is your turn to do your part. Don't you have some magic healing powers that could soothe some of my aches, or am I misremembering?"

Now it was his turn to smile at you. He got to work straight away, a blanket of green seidr engulfing your body and buzzing through you, soothing away the worst of your residual pain. Then he spent the day spoiling you, running you a hot bath with your favorite rose scented bath oil, pampering you with a massage, and waiting on you hand and foot.

"Darling?"

"Yes, Loki?"

A wolfish grin crept across his lips. "When you've had a day or two to recover, I intend to make last night up to you, tenfold. To drown you in so much pleasure that the only word you'll remember is my name as it falls from your lips like a mantra."

You met his grin with your own cheeky smile. "And I intend to hold you to that, Laufeyson."

His lips met yours, then, in a passionate kiss; one that conveyed all the love and adoration he held for you. Your lover. Your husband. Your everything.

Spring was definitely your favorite season.

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fandoms-writings · 1 year

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Hi, lovely!! I'm so excited about your sleepover and congrats on the milestone! No rush on the below request! ❤️❤️

"stop staring." / "i can't, you're so pretty like

this" (0/2)

With TFATWS!Bucky if that's okay?

Thank you baby! I hope you enjoy ❤️

Pairing: tfaws!Bucky x hairstylist!Reader

Word Count: 423

Warnings: smut 18+ ONLY

come celebrate with me!

Who knew that when Bucky stumbled into your salon one morning, begging you to cut his hair, that you'd end up like this?

That first haircut had been the equivalent to a therapy session for Bucky. At the time, you weren't sure what was attached to those long locks, but by the way he carried himself, you knew it was something heavy, so you cut it for him.

But he kept coming back.

He never let his hair get too much longer than a military cut, and you noticed he wasn't a fan of being in the salon when it was busy, so you stayed late for him. Making him the only client - the only person other than you - in the building during his appointments. Eventually he seemed more and more comfortable in the salon. Around you.

He started bringing dinner to his appointments, knowing how you typically forgot to eat while you were working. It had become routine.

Then came the flirting, and who were you kidding, you loved it. You loved that he wanted to flirt with you, that he asked you out, and accepted your invitation to come into your apartment after he drove you home and walked you to your door after your date.

Now, you were splayed out beneath him, pliant in his hold with his arms wrapped under your legs, using them as leverage to pull your hips harder onto his as he hit that perfect spot over and over.

And just when you were about to fall over the edge, he slowed down and chuckled at the whine that left your lips, holding your hips still so you couldn't fuck yourself on him.

"Bucky," You whined, looking up at him. You were going to beg him to move, to touch you, to do anything other than what he was doing, but his gaze locked on you stunned you, suddenly making you shy despite the position you were in. "Stop staring."

"I can't," he let one of your legs go, resting it on his hip as he reached forward and grabbed your chin, rubbing his thumb along your bottom lip. You gasped when he thrusted again, taking the opportunity to slip his thumb past your lips, resting the pad of it on your tongue. "You're so pretty like this."

You moaned around his thumb when he leaned down, pressing even deeper if that was possible. His thumb pressed down on your tongue, saliva started pooling and he smirked.

"I bet you look even prettier when you cum."

#remisneonparty #milestone sleepover #drabble #bucky x reader #tfaws!bucky x reader #bucky smut #jessy <3

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springdandelixn · 1 year

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Hello, My Lovely Spring Rolls!

To celebrate such milestones in my personal (birthday! woot woot!) and tumblr (500 followers!) life, I will be hosting my first-ever (and hopefully the beginning of more) sleepover for all of us to enjoy!

I've only been actively posting my stories on this site since October 2022 and truthfully, you guys have been such a blast and I cannot thank you enough for the support and love you continuously give.

With that being said, I hope you would join me in this sleepover and make more memories together!

For this sleepover, we will be having 2 events; 1) Writing Challenge, and 2) Fic Requests.

🌻This challenge is only open to 18+. Minors, please DNI.

🌻The theme for this challenge is, you guessed it, SPRING! Not only is it on my tumblr name but it's my favorite season of all time. I know we are still far away from it but oh well.

🌻The sleepover will start on January 31st and end on March 31st (though my birthday is on the 7th of March huehue) No late submissions, please.

🌻This challenge is open to all genres BUT (and it's a big one) if you've been hanging around me for a while, you know what my preferences are—angst, smut, and dark.

🌻All tropes are allowed—Mafia, A/B/O, enemies to lovers, lovers to enemies, even step-cest if that's your vibe.

🌻Characters must ONLY be from the following fandom:

Game of Thrones - Jorah Mormont, Petyr Baelish or Jaime Lannister

MCU/Marvel - Vision, Loki, Thor, Bucky Barnes, Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Bruce Banner or Logan Howlett

DCU - Clark Kent or Bruce Wayne

Sebastian Stan Characters - Lee Bodecker or Steve Kemp

Chris Evans Characters - Lloyd Hansen, Ransom Drysdale, Curtis Everett, Andy Barber, Jake Jensen or Ari Levinson

Tom Hiddleston Characters - Jonathan Pine, James Conrad or Thomas Sharpe

Miscellaneous - Joel Miller (The Last of Us - Either Pedro Pascal or the video game character) or Samuel Drake (Uncharted)

🌻Reader insert only, no OFCs or ships. Sorry.

🌻Entries must be new and original. I will not allow any entries that are part of an ongoing series. If it is, make sure that it can be read as a stand-alone piece.

🌻There is no word limit but do make sure to add the Keep Reading line after 500 words.

🌻Please use the tag #rolling into spring writing challenge when posting your work and tag me in it. If I haven't reblogged it or given a comment within 24 hours after you've posted, shoot me a message.

🌻No Underage, Beastiality, Incest, Monster(??) and Water Sports.

🌻A prompt list will be provided for this challenge but it is not mandatory to use them. You can use them as a guide to help you kickstart your work. The most important thing is that your story has the element of Spring in it.

🌻I reserve the right to not read or interact with your work if it makes me uncomfortable or if you didn't abide by the rules. Warnings are a MUST and should be written appropriately.

🌻Any questions that you may have, my DMs are open. You can also join my discord server to engage with others and bounce off ideas with one another.

🌻Rules of the writing challenge pretty much apply here as well.

🌻I will be providing a dialogue prompt list for you to choose from. You can also suggest a trope or give me a brief description of your request.

🌻Please use this form when requesting a fic. Just so as not to crowd my ask box.

🌻Fics will only be written with dark themes. (sorrynotsorry)

Now that the ground rules have been laid, all that's left to do is to have fun! And I look forward to your requests as well as what you'll come up with for this event! Make me squirm and gimme hay fever! (okno) haha

Writing Challenge Prompts

Fic Request Prompts

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disneyprincemuke · 6 months

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glitter * mv1

it's the morning after a party, and you find yourself tangled up in bed with your boyfriend

pairings: max verstappen x fem!reader

warnings: fluff!! (which is rare for me)

notes: the first one for my 2k sleepover!! my requests are open for my 2k follower sleepover event!!

“darling, wake up.”

the grip around your waist tightens and your back is pressed up on max’s chest. his lips linger on the back of your neck as his thumb traces circles on your bare waist.

you hum in response, your hand covering the back of his that laid on your waist. “good morning, love.”

“it’s 1pm. we need to feed the cats and eat something ourselves,” he whispers. the bed dips behind you and when you open your eyes, max is looming over your shoulder with a smile. “good morning.”

“5 more minutes,” you mumble. you shuffle in the bed, adjusting the duvet as you turn and force max back down into the bed. you throw your arms around his bare torso and bury your face into the pillow. “i’m too tired to get up.”

he shakes in a chuckle, making you pull away and furrow your eyebrows to glare at him. he simply grins at you and moves the stray hairs from your face. “you said that at 11am when i tried waking you up.”

you groan and drop your head onto the pillow. you put your fingers over his eyelids and force them close as you bury your face into his chest. “i’m saying it again now at 1pm. go back to sleep.”

the sun barely illuminates the room you share. you don’t know where the cats are, and while you are concerned about them, sleeping is the only way to cure the pounding you feel in your head.

max had thrown a party the night before, celebrating the end of the 2023 season with the grid. he had it in your house and invited everyone that could say yes. and he threw a raging party.

it did end at 5 in the morning, fueled to last that long with endless party games and loud laughter. you can safely admit that you drank a little too much knowing that you had nowhere to be the next morning.

you didn’t take into account how hungry the cats would be at 1pm. in your defense, though, you’d drunkenly filled up their food bowl before you fell into bed with max at 6.

“but we have to get up,” max mumbles, twirling a piece of your hair on his finger. he presses a kiss to your temple then rubs your shoulder gently. “some of the guys stayed over — carlos is making pancakes.”

you have to admit the pancakes that carlos makes is absolutely delectable. but it’s not enough to convince you to get up.

“he’ll make some for me later if i ask.”

“bold of you to assume that.”

“i know he will. he loves me.” you tighten your grip around him and yank him closer to you. “shut up, max. i’m trying to sleep.”

“then i will get up, okay?” he whispers, slowly untangling himself from your arms. “i’m very hungry and thirsty.”

you frown as the bed moves and the warmth of his body leaves you. you peek through an eye, watching him bend down to get his shorts off the ground and pull it up his legs.

“do you want any coffee? what about water? i’ll bring it up to you, if you want,” he offers, turning to you as he pulls his shirt down. “what about orange juice?”

but you didn’t want to be in bed alone. so now you’re slowly pushing yourself up the mattress, ignoring the way your world spins and head pounds with every second passing.

“darling, get back in bed. i’ll get you what you need.” his voice wavers as he rushes over to your aid when you stumble at the edge of the bed. “i’ll get you some pills for the headache.”

“i want pancakes,” you mutter as you fish for your shorts resting peacefully on the hardwood floor. “and i should help you clean. it’s my house too.”

“it was my party. you just sit back and relax until you feel better,” he says. he pats your head, grabbing the headband sitting on the bedside table peacefully.

he gently pushes your hair back and slides on the top of your head. "are you sure you want to get up now?"

you nod your head, eyes scanning the floor for the shirt you'd thrown somewhere here in the middle of the night. instead, your attention catches a picture reflecting a ray of sun onto a small patch of the wall.

you wobble over to it and pick it up, a polaroid picture of you and max from the night before. it's a tame picture from before the night had gone wild: you're in the kitchen by the fridge with a bottle of beer in your hands with his hand around your waist, and your head on his shoulder.

you're sure that there's another somewhere, later in the night when you're both flushed from the alcohol and giggling on the couch with your legs on his lap.

"there's more pictures on the coffee table downstairs," max chuckles, towering over you from behind. he holds up a piece of clothing by your side, the shirt you'd been looking for seconds ago now accounted for. "were you looking for this?"

"it's my favourite hangover shirt," you giggle, receiving the shirt into your hands. when you put it on, it rests just below your thighs, covering your shorts very slightly.

it's max's shirt from his teen years, no longer fitting him as he grew, but it fit you perfectly on days you prefer loosely fitted clothing. you tuck the hems of the shirt into your shorts and pull it out to give yourself some air.

"ah, you've got glitter all over you, darling," max laughs, his thumbs grazing over your forearm where the said glitter sits on your skin.

he squeezes you three times before he drops his hand to his side, eyes scanning your body for more traces of glitter.

"laugh all you want but you've got one on your cheek too," you tease as you lift your hand up to try and scratch it off. "this is going to be ass to get off."

"you're the one who suggested getting glittery party hats, darling, i don't know what to say," he shrugs as he turns and walks over to the door. "let's get some food and start our day."

"okay," you mutter, walking over to him. you stop by the door where he is and lift your chin. "i had fun last night. great party."

"it was only great because you helped me throw it."

#heh #max verstappen x reader #max verstappen #max verstappen x you #max verstappen fanfic #max verstappen fanfiction #f1 x reader #f1 x you #f1 fanfic #formula 1 x reader #formula 1 #formula 1 fanfiction #f1 fanfiction #disneyprincemuke #disneyprincemuke imagine #disneyprincemuke imagines #disneyprincemuke f1 #disneyprincemuke milestone #disneyprincemuke sleepover

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fuckyeahdindjarin · 2 months

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Fuck Yeah 2nd birthday x Seams sleepover

So it turns out March is quite a big month in the Tumblr calendar for me! I posted my first story for the fandom on March 19, 2022, and last year on March 26, Joel met Pin for the first time 🥹

I have not one, but two Seams pieces coming for you this month! One is a drabble, and the other is a short interlude chapter that sits between Notch and the next full-length chapter. Let's call it Chapter 4.5, and we're turning up the heat in this one FINALLY 🌶️ It's been a long time coming, I'm excited to get the show back on the road with Seams!

If you feel like celebrating with me, I'm opening up some fun requests for Seams to get me back into the Jackson frame of mind. From today, send me one or more emojis:

🧢 Send me a headcanon request or send in your headcanon for the Seams universe!

💬 Put Joel and Pin (or any other character in Seams) in a situation - can be anything, soft, comical, spicy, crack - and I'll write a micro drabble about it (low-key nervous about this one, but I want to exercise my brain!) Requests closed, thank you!

🖼️ Request a moodboard of any Seams scene - you can even request for a future chapter if you're feeling cheeky 😉

🧠 Got any ideas that you'd like to see in the future for Seams? I'd love to hear them!

🃏 Wildcard - ask me anything about Seams! No questions are off limits.

I don't know how many requests I will get, but I'll keep them open for as long as I get them! Thank you everyone for the love you've given me these two years on Tumblrverse, this is a token of my gratitude for you, so I hope this will be fun for you guys! Here's to many more ❤️

#fuckyeah2ndbirthday #seams sleepover #fuckyeahseams #milestone celebration #joel miller fanfiction #the last of us fanfiction

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krirebr · 1 month

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Hello friends! I'm either about to hit 500 followers, or I just hit 700 (I don't know, dumblr's fucking with me, but I will get to the bottom of it! 😂) but either way I love you all and it is wild that so many of you are here! I want to celebrate!!! I might host a little sleepover or something, but what should we do??

Seriously, you're all amazing and I'm so lucky you're interested in what I have to share! 😘🥰

#follower milestone #poll #sleepover ideas #kris's polls

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fleurdeneuf · 3 months

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fleur's tenth tumblrversary thank you post

hello, friends! it's been a decade plus two days since i created this tumblr account, and i never could have imagined what de-lurking would bring to my life and all of the wonderful people i'd meet. thank you to all of my friends and followers for making my experience here so amazing. i love you all very much!

here's a round up for my blog pages, for any new folks or people who typically use mobile:

about / fic recs / tags / how to tumblr / & x-kit / PCOS

there’s 16 years’ worth of doctor/rose (mostly, but far from entirely, nine/rose) fic recs in those pages, between teaspoon and here and AO3, and ten years’ worth of extensive tumblr tagging, so go nuts! ;)

speaking of fic, there are two things in my tumblr experience of which i am the most proud: collaborating on two amazing stories with @chiaroscuroverse, and coining the term "smupdate" way back in 2015. :')

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a round up of some of my most used tags:

about fleur / fleur replies / fleur does the meme / fleur has an OP tag / christopher eccleston / nine/rose / simm spiral / film recs / i want this dress / pink

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since i haven't been as active on tumblr as i used to be, here's how i'm also filling my time: knitting, reading romance novels, and looking for progressive politics + progressive christianity people and spaces. if we know each other and you want to find me elsewhere and nerd out with me about any of those things, send me an ask or an IM and let me know!

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and, it's officially the weekend, so let's do a sleepover weekend thing to celebrate:

tell me about your favorite blogs and i’ll @ them

rec me something: fic, books, movies, tv, music, etc.

send me a pun or a nerdy fact

tell me about your cat, if you have one

tell me what you're crafting/cooking/making

send someone a sweet anon ask (i won’t know if you do this, of course, but you’re welcome to tell me that you did! i love knowing when people are sharing the love.)

my askbox is open

#tumblrversary #tumblr milestone #fleur has a blog #fleur has an OP tag #fleur does the meme #sleepover wekeend #fleur and csv collab on fic #smupdate #chiaroscuroverse #for tagging purposes

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flames-tstuff · 9 months

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they have been afflicted with silly girl syndrome

(inspo/reference under the cut)

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littledemondani · 10 months

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𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘪’𝘴 3.5𝘬 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳

hello, everyone! thank you for 3.5k 😭 i don’t think i could ever express how much all of y’all mean to me and how much i appreciate all of the support on my writing. 💖

in order to celebrate, i figured we could have a lil sleepover where we play some games and eat ice cream. since it’s summer-time. ☺️

the sleepover will start friday, july 07 at 7pm CST and end on sunday, july 09 at 10pm CST. you can send your flavors in early, though, and i will continue to post your requests even after the sleepover has ended.

you must be 18+ in order to participate in this event. minors, kindly fuck off.

𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮: send a prompt from this list for eddie munson and i’ll write a drabble/blurb.

𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘱: moots only! i’ll curate a little playlist based off of your blog’s aesthetic.

𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘢: tell me a little about yourself and i’ll ship you with one of the older characters from stranger things.

𝘳𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘺 𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘥: fmk, cym, would you ever, this or that.

𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘸𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘺: tell me your favorite artist/band and i’ll tell you my favorite song from them.

tagging some moots

@prettyboyeddiemunson ; @wroteclassicaly ; @andvys ; @corrodedcorpses ; @eddiemunsons-missingnipple ; @screammunson ; @eddieschains ; @likedovesinthewnd ; @lofaewrites ; @eiightysixbaby ; @taintedcigs ; @mypoisonedvine ; @zestychili ; @tiannamortis ; @adrianmunson ; @ryan-waddell11 ; @orchidmunson ; @inourtownofhawkins ; @ghostlyfleur ; @pinkrelish ; @seidenbros ; @emmyshortcake ; @bimbobaggins69 ; @big-ope-vibes ; @serasvictoria

#milestone celebration #milestone celly #dani’s 3.5k sleepover #eddie munson

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sunflowersteves · 1 year

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hi hello my lovelies! I am currently bed ridden from an injury (don’t worry, i'm okay!) so what better time than to do a sleepover! ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

I did hit a follower milestone not that long ago and I just wanna say thank you a million times over. I never imagined such support for my writing and the love that you all give me for my writing <3 I love being able to share my thoughts and feelings ab certain characters and I seriously can't thank you all enough!!

I'm giving all of you hugs and kisses (and handshakes if u don't wanna be hugged or kissed). so without further ado, it's vic's spring time sleepover!

— RULES ♡

you must be 18+ to engage in any setting on my blog !

fandoms accepted : the last of us, top gun, moonknight, and star wars (mando and cassian only).

give me a hug <3 (yes, this is mandatory)

— FUN & GAMES ♡

🌼 — take a prompt from this list (minus section iv) + a character and i'll write a little drabble

🌿 — would you rather, this or that, fmk

🐇 — fic/blog recs (specify character pretty pls!)

🌷 — tell me what your favorite thing ab spring is!

🦋 — give me your biggest unpopular opinion

🐣 — send me an aesthetic + character and i'll make a lil moodboard

no pressure tags :) @honeystevie @moonlight-prose @iraot @ghostofskywalker @themarcusmoreno @dearest-readers @kpopgirlbtssvt @saradika @indouloureux @fxllfaiiry @rae-gar-targaryen @bvckysmoon @fleurfairie @sunflowergirl522 @hunters-heathen @velvetcloxds @vendettaparker @fluffyprettykitty @cutebbyprincess @tarrenterror25 @spideymatcha

#vic's coffee talks♡༉#sleepover <3 #moonknight #the last of us #top gun #star wars #follower milestone

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earthtooz · 1 year

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hi hi! so this is one part of my 5k event where i am accepting only EIGHT requests (so i don't burnout) from my followers for fics! to make this easier for me to write, i'm going to provide you all with a list of characters i'm willing to write for and some prompts + tropes!

please read the guidelines and rules if you are going to request!! happy requesting, hope to see u in my inbox ;>

˗ˏˋ EVENT MASTERLIST ´ˎ˗ THE CROSSED OUT MATERIAL MEANS YOU CAN NO LONGER REQUEST FOR IT

PROMPT LIST + TROPES: you are allowed to request more than one prompt/trope so go wild! the more material you give me, the more motivated i am to write it!

FLUFF: • 'i love every part of you, even the parts you don't' • 'i can't imagine a life where i don't adore you' • 'wow... you look... amazing' • 'sorry for the 7395 calls, i was worried' • 'you didn't ruin anything. actually, you made it better by coming.' • 'can i get a kiss? i think i deserve one.' • 'can i kiss you?', 'there's people watching!', 'let them' • 'go on a date with me and if you don't feel the same then i'll drop it, i promise' • 'you're not fine. c'mon, let me take care of you' • 'are we on a date right now?' • 'don't make me spell it out for you pretty, you know i want you' • 'am i your lockscreen?' 'you weren't supposed to see that' • 'when can i see you again?' (fluff or angst lol) • 'you came to my room at 4am to cuddle?' • 'i've waited so long to hear you say that' • 'stay with me. be it only for the night or forever, just please stay with me' • 'if there's really nothing going on between you, you won't care if i ask them out on a date, right?', 'no don't do that!'

ANGST: • 'i'm not going to kiss you- you broke my heart' • 'you're in my head, even when you're not supposed to be' • 'walk out that door and we're through' • 'please come home.' • 'you lied. you lied!' • 'if they even touch one strand of hair on your head, they're dead.' OR 'i don't want one strand of hair on your head damaged, do i make myself clear?' then taking the hit for them. • 'it's okay to leave me. please leave me.' • 'who could ever love someone like you?' • 'of course it was a lie the entire time. i was just pretending!' • 'don't fucking touch me!' • 'delete my contacts, we're done. don't ever talk to me again' • 'this is your favourite, isn't it?', 'was' • 'take what's yours then leave. i don't want to continue this anymore'

TROPES: • fake dating • dating for a bet • pining • forced proximity • accidental confession • soulmate!au (you can specify which version of the trope :D) • rivals to lovers • there's only one bed OR there's only one seat • 3+1 (my beloved) • enemies to lovers • or any trope you would like me to write!!! no dark content or i will kick you out >:( jk but no dark content!

CHARACTERS I'LL WRITE FOR:

from haikyuu!!: kuroo tetsuro + oikawa tooru + suna rintaro + miya atsumu + miya osamu + kageyama tobio

from blue lock: itoshi rin + nagi seishiro + michael kaiser + reo mikage + isagi yoichi + itoshi sae

from boku no hero academia: todoroki shouto + bakugou katsuki + kirishima eijiro + shinsou hitoshi + midoriya izuku + hawks

from jujutsu kaisen:gojo satoru + geto suguru + kamo choso + fushiguro megumi

aot: levi ackerman + eren yeager

RULES:

001: please do not give me your whole story!!! an ideal format would be something like this: 'can i get levi ackerman with 'it's okay to leave me. please leave me' and 'you're not fine. c'mon.' with the soulmate!au? this way i still have some creative liberty but you can still have some aspect of a story engrained in your request!

002: no nsfw, no dark content

003: i'm sorry, but i will not write for the requests that i can't see a storyline shaping. with that said, i might change up your ask a lil to see if i can get something going, so if your request isn't the original version, i'm sorry!

004: be nice. that's all !! ^-^

#some might turn into drabbles if i have the time #i hope the formatting isn't ugly- if it is i apologise T^T #earf's 5k sleepover - fics #earf's milestones #milestones #bnha x reader #aot x reader #jjk x reader #blue lock x reader #mha x reader #haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #prompt masterlist #prompts

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fandoms-writings · 1 year

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EVENT CLOSED

Those of you wanting to submit a story for the writing challenge at the end of this post, I'm accepting submissions until the end of the year. I'm a slow writer myself and I want y'all to have as much time as you need to join in <3

Welcome to my neon milestone party!

It’s been a few months since I last did a celebration or writing challenge so why not kick off summer with both! I also hit another small milestone, so thank you so so much to all of you for your support 🤍

You must be 18+ to follow me, so you must be 18+ to participate!

We’re gonna have a summer long sleepover, mood boards, a writing challenge, and my requests are officially open for drabbles!

The cut off is the last day in August!

Under the cut you’ll find all of the ask games and prompt lists and challenge rules!

Have fun babes 🤍

💎 Rare gems

- Show some love to your fav fics and their authors by sending in some recommendations!

🗒 Ask the Author

- Ask me anything you want about something I’ve written!

📖 Book talk

- Tell me about your favorite book or what you’ve recently read, and why you enjoy it (or why you don’t)

🤫 Secret admirers

- Anonymously (or not) send a love letter to your favorite tumblr person!

🎶 Karaoke

- Send a song recommendation or I’ll put my liked songs on shuffle and send you which one played first!

🫘 Spill the Beans!

- Anonymously (or not) tell me a secret of yours.

🔍 Clue!

- Send me this emoji and I'll post a wip clue (a picture, emoji, a word, etc) and you guys get to guess what it's about.

🎩 Top 5!

- Another classic. Send me a category, and I'll tell you my top 5 choices within it.

🙅🏻‍♀️ Never Have I Ever

- This one's pretty self explanatory I think.

💌 Love letters (mutuals only)

- I’ll write you a love letter 🥺

🎰 - Spin the Lottery! (mutuals only)

- send me a lil snippet about you (a hobby, your job, your music taste, etc) and a fandom (or not) I’ll pair you with a character from that fandom🤍

Send me a little something - a song, a character, a trope, a quote - anything to give me an idea, and I’ll make a mood board for you 🤍

If you need one for a story even! I’ll gladly help out 🤍

My requests are open for drabbles! Send me a character (it can be from one of my AUs! or not) and one or two of the prompts from the list below, and I’ll whip up something small for you! As they get requested, they will be crossed off the list 🤍

Angst:

"Don't go where I can't follow. . . I thought I lost you." (1/2)

"Why didn't you say how bad it was?" (2/2)

"You shouldn't be out here by yourself." (1/2)

"You're a mess"/"I'm not a mess."/"I can tell you've been crying." (1/2)

"You were supposed to be different. They were supposed to be wrong about you, but they were right. They were so fucking right." (2/2)

"What are we doing?"/"Why are you doing this?" (1/2)

"I know you, how else do you think I found you so easily?" (1/2)

"Choose me." (2/2)

Fluff:

"You know my door is always open for you, right?" (2/2)

"Will you taste this? Tell me if I'm missing anything?" (1/2)

"Let me kiss it better." (2/2)

"You're exhausted honey. Go back to sleep." (1/2)

"Can I hold your hand?" (2/2)

“Is that my shirt?” (2/2)

"Come get me? I miss you." (2/2)

"You're not as bad as everyone says you are." (2/2)

Smut:

"stop staring." / "i can't, you're so pretty like this" (2/2)

"Keep your pretty eyes on me." (2/2)

"You're already wet sweetheart." (2/2)

"What if someone hears us?" (0/2)

"Let me hear you make that sound again." (2/2)

"We shouldn't be doing this." (1/2)

Characters: (spice it up by adding an au in the ask 🤍)

Bucky Barnes

Marc Spector / Stephen Grant

Miguel O’Hara

If you don’t see who you’d like me to write for, just ask me about them and I’ll let you know if I’m open to writing for them!

Just have fun with this one and follow the rules below! I'm not really making a theme or anything like that, but if you'd like a prompt from me, just ask and specify what kind of prompt! Also feel free to DM me and bounce around some ideas if you need to!

Rules:

Use the 'read more' option if what you write is over 500 words.

Properly list your warnings.

Your story does not have to contain smut if you don't want it to.

Dark stories are okay, just no non-con, scat, underage characters involved in sexual activity, DD/LG, bestiality, necrophilia, etc.

Please use characters that I know, from fandoms I'm in. (If you aren't sure what all is on that list, because I don't post about all of them, just ask!)

Tag me! And use the tag #remisneonparty

Make sure it can be read as a stand alone piece.

The cut off for this will be the last day of August. I sometimes take forever to write something and want to give you all ample time to submit your stories!

Moodboard and all dividers were made by me, but feel free to use them if you’d like 🤍

Tagging some friends (no pressure!)

@sweetdreamsbuck @shamevillain @pocolatte @perdidosbucky-yyo @treatbuckywkisses @foreverindreamlandd @historygeekfics @barnesafterglow @navybrat817 @jessybarnes @buckysdior @honeybloomss @banana-cheese-cake @sparkledfirecracker @sidepartskinnyjeans @real-jane @archive-obsess @mutual-monsters @bucksangel @thepsychewrites @starchildbucky @nexusnyx @lofaewrites @thornsnvultures @aquariusbarnes @captainsimagines @writing-for-marvel @heavenlybarnes @matchamunson @buckybleu @boxofbonesfic @chloelucia13 @snugglingbucky

#remisneonparty #milestone celebration #milestone sleepover #writing challenge #1.7k celebration #fandoms-writings #sleepover #open requests

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