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600 - Shag me - RK900
hi, anon. bet you thought I'd forgotten about you, hmm? oh, no. here's your nines.
600 words, dom!nines, rated E.
want a turn? prompt me.
Air is forced from your lungs when your back hits the wall.
You don’t care. Every thought in your dazed mind is of Nines’ mouth and its hot path along your jaw, your neck, lips soft, tongue probing, and teeth—
A gasp escapes you when he nips at your skin and you tighten your legs around his waist and claw at his shoulders so he doesn’t stop. He doesn’t make a sound, but you feel the shape of his lips change against your skin; you’re sure he’s smirking at you as you lose control.
“Nines…”
When you exhale, your breath is shaky. He only nips at your neck in place of an answer.
“Please…”
Devious lips still on you, Nines’ breath brushes your skin, warm and ticklish, and you shiver a little as he slides a hand up your thigh to adjust how you sit against him. All at once you have a new reason to gasp, pressing so close to where you want him as he rocks back and forth.
“Say that again.”
“Pl—ah—”
Sharp teeth graze the sensitive slope of your neck and he presses his hips into yours, short-circuiting your effort to speak. The words you’d intended, the ones he wanted, lost in a choked gasp.
“I can’t hear you.”
“Nines,” you whine, nails digging into his scalp, “plea—”
Long fingers wrap around your neck and squeeze, cutting you off again. Nines’ face swims in front of you, eyes burning into yours, with the faintest twitch of his lips; he’s enjoying this, making you compliant and then complicating your obedience for his pleasure.
It’s infuriating to be so close and continually denied, to want and be prevented from asking. When Nines lowers his lips to yours, it’s to taunt you again, a faint kiss bestowed by a curved smile, just another way to stop you speaking. Same as ever he knows what you want, he just wants you mindless and desperate for him first.
You breathe in moans while he grinds his cock against your pulsing entrance, snatching all the oxygen he allows, faint tears in your eyes from the exertion and the time spent on the dizzying edge of pleasure. Even Nines isn’t quiet anymore: he murmurs honeyed humiliations in your ear, says your attempts to please are pathetic, but you look so pretty when you try. His laugh reverberates in his chest when you try to speak again and you feel almost suffocated by his presence, everywhere except where you need him most.
It’s when he pulls away and you lose the hard press of him against your swollen clit that you dig your fingers into his skin, creating white patches where you apply pressure, and beg him to fuck you. The words flee from your mouth in a half-coherent mess of frustration and desire, arms and legs pulling with laughable human strength to keep his naked form to you, dreading the moment he denies you again.
He doesn’t.
Instead, he presses into you fluidly, leaning close to watch you take him, murmuring soft encouragement. His thrusts send your ears buzzing, the new friction incredible after your wait. When he asks you a question you nod and he laughs again, peppering your hot skin with delicate kisses as he drives into you harder, pushing you closer until you’re pleading for permission to come.
Nines doesn’t give it until you’re screaming for him. Strong, inhuman arms hold you as you shake and spiral. He marks you from the inside, soothing you with gentle hands and words you listen for and miss—all except one.
“Mine.”
#misc: flash fic#prompt me#ch: nines rk900#nines x reader#dbh nines x reader#misc: fan works#asks#anon asks#I apologise for the wait anon... I sure hope he was worth waiting for 😏#I have... others to write now#let's play baby
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I'm offering some Christmas cheer
I'm free for the rest of the year since my main fandom comm is on hiatus until January 2024. I have a lot of words left I want to write for the year and honestly not sure what to write so I am offering gifts!
I am offering ONE gift aka fanfic aka graphic in the fandom of your choice - from my fandoms listed below. Sorry but I need to restrict this to my own fandoms because if you pick a fandom for me to write for and I haven't a clue what you are talking about, it is probably not going to be a good fic.
My fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Star Wars, Hunger Games, NCIS, Leverage
If I can't write something for you, you will get a graphic from a fandom you list, my choice.
When you list fandoms, you can list fandoms outside of the ones I have listed above for the purposes of making you a graphic instead.
This offer is open November 20 - December 1, 11:59PM EST and NO requests will be taken after that!
Request Your Gift HERE!
Well that's it! I hope y'all send in requests!
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Dialogue prompts for gifts the team gave Natasha Romanoff their first Christmas as a team circa 2012.
I provide the prompt you decide the gifts!
Tony:
“You know I’m going to tell Pepper about this right?”
“Oh I’m counting on it Miss Rushman.”
Thor
“I-um thanks? This is unexpectedly sweet!”
“Lady Jane helped me pick it out. On Asgard we have a similar festival called Juul.”
Bruce
“How did you know I knew Latin?”
“Tony told me. It’s the language of science after all.”
Clint
“Is there a reason you’re dragging me away from everyone at the party? I wanted to see what Steve got Tony!”
“He got him a hat. Now close your eyes or you’re going to ruin it!”
Steve
“You do remember that I’m Russian right, well was.”
“Well, I might’ve been under the ice for that one but Bruce said it was a draw!”
Feel free to use for your fics, prompts, fan art!
Have fun!
Oh but tag me because I wanna see what y’all come up with!!
((Single-handedly trying to revive the domestic avengers tower fics with this prompt 😭 (such good times!)))
#prompt me#january prompts#Christmas in January#I’m a little late to the party#clint barton#hawkeye#natasha romanoff#black widow#brucebanner#incredible hulk#steve rogers#captain america#tony stark#iron man#thor odinson#Thor#marvel#fandom#domestic avengers#og6 avengers
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Prompt Me?
I do Get Your Words Out every year and it's come to my attention that if I want to make my 150k goal, I need 9k more words written in December. Now, some of that will be the query letter and synopsis for my novel. But so far this month, I only have Firewhiskey Fic planned for fic writing.
That's where you come in, if you feel like it, that is! I'd love some prompts! I might take one and run with it for 10k or I might take several and do 10 1k fics or somewhere between those two options. I can't guarantee I'll write your pairings or prompts; this is not a gift situation--you'd just be helping me make words. <3
So, that being said, if you'd like to throw me a prompt/prompts for any of the following pairings, I'd really appreciate it!
Harry x Draco
Harry x Teddy
Harry x Teddy x Draco
Ginny x Pansy
Charlie x Teddy
Draco x Albus Severus
Teddy x James
James x Al x (Teddy)
Sirius x James
Sirius x James x Remus
Sirius x Harry
Sirius x Harry x Remus
Hermione x Pansy
Hermione x Pansy x Ron
You know what I write, and smutty prompts are definitely welcome, but non-smut prompts work too! Or a combo of angst/smut, humor/smut, domestic situations, tropes of all kinds, whatever floats your boat. Send me an Ask! Mix it up!
Thanks so much! Happy holidays, y'all! <3
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hi crow!! i hope the rest of your year is less stressful and more relaxing<3
for the prompts, could you do jaydick + 3?
Thank you! Appreciate the prompt and the well-wishes. Things should be calming down. I have time off coming up for the holidays over the next couple months, at any rate. This is later than I meant - surprising no one, I’m sure. 😆 Apologies for any typos / weird formatting. I wrote it and am posting it from my phone between meetings.
The soft thud of boots against the cement rooftop tightened Jason’s chest and he swallowed. It wasn’t like he hadn’t expected Dick to hunt him down, but it didn’t make the coming conversation any easier. That Dick allowed him to hear his approach, gave Jason the opportunity to bolt, was just enough of a consolation to make Jason stay.
Without a word, Dick dropped onto the ledge beside him, feet dangling above the seventy-story drop, heels knocking against the side of the building. Jason waited, the knot of tension crawling from his chest to his throat, but Dick remained silent, his own gaze fixed out across the lights of the city.
Jason managed to hold out for another couple of minutes before the pressure escaped. “Did you want something?”
Dick didn’t bother responding, but the muscle flinch in his jaw said more than words. Jason sighed, the modulator in his helmet making the noise a mechanical rasp. “I’m sorry, okay,” he said. “I shouldn’t have just ghosted you like that, but -“ but god, he’d been in over his head and realized it too late.
“But?”
“Nothing. Forget it.”
“No.” Dick finally turned his head enough for Jason to meet the flat white lenses of the domino. “That’s not good enough.”
Jason laughed, hoping it sounded less hysterical than it felt. “Story of my life.”
“Oh, fuck off with the pity party,” Dick snapped. “If you wanted to end things, you should have just said so, instead of pulling your little vanishing act.”
And wasn’t that just the whole fucking problem? Jason didn’t want to end things. He needed to, absolutely could not let them continue, but he didn’t want it to be over.
When Jason didn’t offer a response, Dick sighed and dragged a hand through his hair. “Will you at least tell me what I did?” He asked. “I thought - things seemed good.”
Fuck. Dick was giving Jason the perfect out, shouldering the blame like he always did, even when the problem was so obviously Jason. But the sharp edge of resignation in Dick’s tone sliced too deep for Jason to let it stand. “You didn’t do anything, Dick. Things just ran their course.”
“Ran their course?” Dick’s laugh was bitter as he braced his hands against the roof and hopped to his feet. “Fine, then. I guess I got my answer.”
Jason cursed and followed him up, barely restraining himself from reaching out to grab Dick’s arm. “What do you want from me, Dick?”
Dick stopped, fists clenched at his side. He opened his mouth, then seemed to decide against it as he clenched his jaw. “Something you’re not willing to give,” he muttered, low enough that Jason wondered if it’d been meant for him hear. “Don’t worry about it. It’s my problem, not yours.”
Jason’s heart thudded in his chest at the words, a flutter of something too much like hope threatening to choke him. “Wait.”
Dick hesitated, but Jason recognized the tight, thrumming tension in his muscles. Jason had one chance to get his next words right. So, of course, what came out of his mouth was, “you’re wrong.”
“Yeah,” Dick said. “About a lot of things, apparently. See you around, Hood.”
“Fuck, that’s not - Dick, just wait.”
Dick whirled on him, the movement so quick and violent that Jason half expected the crack of an escrima stick against his helmet. “What do you think I’ve been doing?” Dick said, stalking forward with all the lethal grace of a prowling cat. “All I’ve done is wait for you, Jason. And the longer I wait, the faster you run. I know what I want, Jason. Do you?”
Yes. Yes, he absolutely did know, and he was standing right in front of him. With more confidence than he felt, Jason yanked his helmet off, crossed the last few feet between them, and dragged Dick into a harsh, desperate kiss. Dick responded immediately, pushing against Jason, hands tangling into Jason’s hair and dragging him down, harder against him. Somewhere near their feet, Jason’s helmet clattered against the roof as he closed his hands around Dick’s hips and pulled him closer.
When the need to breathe forced them apart, Dick rested his forehead against Jason’s shoulder, his fingers still clinging tight. “You,” he breathed, the word a soft caress against Jason’s neck.
“What?”
“The answer to what I want from you Jason, is you. All of you.”
“Oh.” Jason shuddered at the words, burying his face in the soft waves of Dick’s hair. “You’ve always had me, Dickie. From the beginning.”
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Reeve Prompt Call
So it was brought to my attention... yesterday, really, that I have taken down more Reeve fic that I currently have published. I can't have that. Shoot me some Reeve Tuesti prompts, guys. Let's see what I do.
Missing scenes? Great.
Obscure ships? Gimme.
Random words/thoughts/phrases/whatever? I'll take 'em.
Not sure what kind of Reeve I write? You'll want these three fics specifically to see, I think:
Reeve + Marlene (+Reno): Before She Hangs Her Head to Cry
Reeve and Tseng (when they were young): As They Bask in the Material World
Reeve and the creation of Cait Sith: Heritage and Legacies
Current Requests (will update with links when filled):
Reeve+Ruvie, Catching up.
Original Request: Reeve at his mother's dining table eating and chatting, for a change having taken the time away from work to visit. And maybe she's encouraging him to get married to a nice girl (instead of his work), and he doesn't want to tell her he's only into men.
Reeve+Elmyra(+Marlene), Marlene's Kidnapping.
Original Request: Any interactions Reeve and Elmyra might have had during and/or after Marlene's kidnapping.
Reeve, Childhood.
Original Request: Something from his youth? What kind of childhood you think shaped him, or some tragicomedy about how bright-eyed and idealistic he was in his first days on the job.
Reeve, Hiring process.
Original Request: How did Reeve get hired on at Shinra?
Reeve + or / Wedge, Kitties.
Original Request: age-appropriate Wedge + or / Reeve, please! Preferably bonding over kitties
Reeve + AVALANCHE Crew, Face to face.
Original Request: Reeve meeting Avalanche face to face for the first time?
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Hi guys! I've been kinda short on inspiration for the web weaves but i reaaaaaally wanna do some.
So if you have any songs that you associate with a ship send it to my way! Also prompts with a ship could be awesome.
If you're not familiar with my web weavings i have the tag pinned on my blog!
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Meaninglessblah Conquers Nanowrimo!
Help me conquer my 50,000 word Nanowrimo goal by sending me an emoji-only ask from the lists. Choose two characters, one phrase, and one kink — I'll write you a short drabble based on your selection!
Pick two characters: (selfcest welcome)
☀️ Apollo • 🦇 Bruce • ☁️ Clark • 🗡️ Damian • 🐦 Dick • 💕 Harvey • ⚰️ Jason • 🌙 Midnighter • ⛓️ Ra's • 💀 Roman • 🏹 Roy • ⚔️ Slade • 🍆 Steph • 💎 Talia • ☕ Tim • 🎲 Rarepair Me!
Pick one phrase:
🤫 “Anybody could tell.” • 😮 “Don’t look so surprised.” • 🖕 “Fuck you.” • 👂 “Get loud for me.” • 🔥 “Go to hell.” • ✋ “Harder.” • 🙃 “Is he better than me?” • 🙄 “It’s hardly a choice.” • 👌 “Just like that.” • 🤥 “Lie to me.” • 🤐 “Say that again.” • 😉 “Slower this time.” • 😳 “Tell me the truth.” • 😟 “This isn’t you.” • 😈 “You can take it.” • 😏 “You like it.”
Pick one kink:
🙏 Begging • 🦷 Biting • ✉️ Blackmail • 🙌 Body Worship • 💨 Breathplay • 🎪 Collars • 👄 Confession • 💧 Crying • 🧼 Dirty Talk • 🩸 Discipline • 📸 Exhibitionism • 💦 Facial • 🔫 Gun Play • 🎀 Hair Pulling • 💡 High Protocol • 🙈 Humiliation • 🚫 Inappropriate Use • 🔪 Knife Play • 💄 Lingerie • 🥜 Masturbation • 🤝 Mutual Non-Con • 👏 Objectification • 🔒 Orgasm Control • 🤏 Overstimulation • 🍌 Pegging • ⭐ Praise Kink • 💭 Service Top • 🍑 Spanking • ⏰ Stress Position • ⚓ Suspension Play • 🧊 Temperature Play • 👁️ Voyeurism
Send me an emoji-only ask!
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“I got a new hoodie today.” Kara offers up to the squad, as they sit in a cafe drinking coffee, too much coffee, and also hot chocolate with sprinkles. (Kara will let you guess which one she got.)
Lena raises her eyebrows. “Nope. Wrong.”
“How can that be wrong? She either did or she lied about it.” Alex says---suspiciously---- frowning dangerously. She can tell this is about to be sappy. Alex wishes she had the spray bottle. Alas, Kelly said that Alex isn’t allowed to use it in public.
“We got a new hoodie.” Lena leans in, a slow smirk growing onto her face. Alex groans as she falls back in her chair. “Luthor!” she whines.
“Be cuter on you anyway, babe.” Kara says softly. Alex groans even louder. Alex wishes again that she had that spray bottle, or even better, some bleach for her eyes. Kara has leaned in and began to press a kiss to her girlfriend’s lips. “This is the worst thing I’ve ever experienced.”
“You were almost drowned.” Kara pulls back to retort. “You’ve nearly died countless times. My love for Lena is not something you need to worry about.” Kara freezes. Lena freezes.
Alex’s eyes widen.
“You love me?” Asks the Luthor, her eyes wide with awed shock. It is obvious that she wasn’t expecting that.
“Of course I love you, doofus. You’re my best friend, and I would die for you. Do I love you? Sure. Yes. Definitely. Do I wish I had said it in literally any other circumstance? More than you will ever know.” Kara rambles.
It’s cut off by Lena kissing her this time.
#writing#writing is hard#my writing#supergirl fic#arrowverse fic#kara danvers#lena luthor#alex danvers#supercorp#supercorp fic#drabble#random writing is random#requests open#prompt me
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Hi Jess!
How about 10 + 38?
Hi Kat!
Sure so that’s: 10. Werewolf AU/ and 38. Domestic Boyfriends/Fiancées/Husbands
Well obviously our boys are mated Werewolf’s and they’re just trying to navigate their lives as Husbands living on their own for the first time. Ian was anxious but excited to move away from their pack, Mickey having become a part of the Gallagher brood. But they wanted their own space and Mickey assured him he’d be there for him through any ups and downs Ian might face.
At first it’s weird, all that quiet in the house. No Franny and Freddie constantly practicing their howling and pretend-full moon shifting. Not all the loud Gallagher siblings managing heat and rut cycles and the various partners that came along with that.
But soon they’re pretty excited about it. For starters they can have sex anywhere at anytime. And I do mean, anywhere. At anytime.
Domestic life for these mated Husbands sometimes means Mickey bent over the kitchen table before dinner. It definitely means shower blow jobs, staying in long after the hot water woulda run out on South Wallace.
It means spending full moons back on the Southside running together with their Gallagher pack, enjoying the moon on their fur and Mickey sharing his freshly caught Racoon with Ian. ‘Cause they’re Husbands.
#gallavich tropes challenge#prompt me#trope prompts#werewolf#jrooc drabbles#galladrabbles#gallavich fanfic#gallavich#ian x mickey#werewolf au#werewolf and domestic husbands AU
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Feel like making a few headcanon/ficlets for my ships (linzin, sokkla, roku×f!sozin).
If anyone wants to help me, prompt me in my askbox!
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I spun the wheel o' doom and got...500 words. YES. In 500 words, perhaps you might describe Nines and Reader on a stakeout. The tension has been ratcheting up between them, and it suddenly breaks...but can they also keep their eyes on the (criminal) prize?
one RK900, packed into his little to-go container. he's only a little spicy. 😏✨ 500 words, rated M.
want a turn? prompt me.
“Is that them?”
“No.”
You sneak a glance at him, but he catches you looking. “And you’re avoiding the question. Are you embarrassed?”
Faking exasperation, you go back to scanning the windows and doors for light and signs of movement.
“I’m fine. It’s just getting warm in here.”
Nines leans marginally closer and for a moment you fool yourself that he’s aiming for a better view of the building.
“The temperature has been stable for the past thirty-six minutes.” You spear him with an annoyed look, undercut by the heat in your cheeks. He’s almost certainly able to spot it; you’re probably glowing in the dark in his vision.
This time when he leans closer, he holds your gaze. You hold your breath. His eyes reflect the distant streetlights as he studies your expression.
“Aren’t you supposed to be watching the building, Nines?”
“I am more than capable of multitasking.” His eyes travel down your face without shame. He’s trying to unnerve you on purpose—of course he’d wait until you were confined somewhere intimate to interrogate you. “Explain for me.”
Where you sit, leaned forward in the front passenger seat, you have a perfect view of the old apartment complex. Nines encroaches a little every time you refuse to answer a question; your space shrinks.
“I think we should focus on the case.”
You’re slowly dragging your gaze across the dark, empty windows when Nines’ fingers grab your jaw and turn you back to face him.
“I think you should focus on me.”
He’s no closer than before, but he’s looming in your view, broad and imposing without even having to move. Your breath has caught, your mind occupied solely with the firm press of his fingertips and the intensity of his attention.
“When you told Officer Chen you knew exactly what you’d do for me, what did you mean, detective?”
“Whatever she told you is an exaggeration,” you breathe, willing your heartbeat to slow. “You know what she’s like, she—”
“I heard you myself.”
“Oh fuck, I—”
“Is that what you had in mind?”
His thumb moves to brush the fullest part of your lips, fingers curling under your chin to tilt it towards him. He’s frustrating, he’s arrogant, but more annoying than that is he’s right.
No fucking way you let him have the last word.
“Put your seat back.”
You’ve lowered your voice and thrown every ounce of confidence you have into it as you stare him down. There’s the faintest curve to his mouth when he watches you, presuming defiance.
“Feeling confined, detective?”
As best you can with his fingers holding your face, you shake your head.
“No.” You take a breath and lean closer, your rush of bravery fuelled by adrenaline. “You want to multitask? Push your chair back. I’ll show you what I had in mind.”
A flash in the window.
Nines’ irritated grunt is sweeter than music, but he doesn’t let go.
“I’ll get my demonstration eventually.”
You grin wide.
“Yes, sir.”
#misc: flash fic#prompt me#ch: nines rk900#nines x reader#dbh nines x reader#misc: fan works#asks#shinyportalsandthings#as always thank you for enabling me#😏#side note: I had a smut version of this prompt but something about it Did Not Fit. I'm going to have to do some practice with v short smut#for now. my second love: tension#which is to say... I just love teasing you 😏
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Well okay, then
Wishlist 2023 Prompt Post
I will take the first twelve prompts I am given and post them in the 24 days before Christmas.
The prompts must be in a fandom I have written in before. If they contain content I do not write, I will not accept the prompts. If the prompts are so long and complex they are their own stories, I will pick and choose from them what I like and ignore the rest.
Leave your ao3 name with the prompt when possible.
And honestly, I would adore something in one of my more recent fandoms.
Go nuts!
First come, first serve, except @peaceful-fury, who gets a guaranteed spot. :)
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Imagine the King is lonely and you spend some time with him.
#the hobbit#thranduil#thranduil x reader#thranduil imagine#imagine thranduil#elvenking#imagine#reader#thranduil x you#fluff#thranduil x y/n#minific#lotr#mini fic#thranduil/you#lord of the rings#thranduilxreader#prompt me#fanfiction#thehobbit
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Okay, friends!
In the interest of continuing to share fic, I am going to go through the many, many prompts (sorry friends who have been waiting for actual years, I am The Worst) I have and attempt short and sweet versions to post here. If you've got something you'd like to see me write, send it my way!
I'm going to keep working on long WIPs for when ao3 is back, but I think an infusion of fic would be nice for all of us.
I am also going to accept smut prompts, to inundate ao3 with absolutely filthy porn when it's back up, because fuck these people attacking ao3, and also purity culture in general. I am temporarily willing to write (some) things I don't normally write, so if you've ever thought "I wish Rachael would write ____" now is the time to ask for it!
#ao3#fanfiction#fic prompt#prompt me#sterek#zimbits#love in the air#Thai bl#KinnPorsche#marvel#um... idk give a fandom a shot and I'll try?
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Hi friends. I'm in the mood to write a fic (maybe for @klaineadvent?) and seem to be in the mood for a high school AU - I need some inspirations. Any prompts/concepts for a high school Kurt meets Blaine?
I also have a potential college AU germinating (Kurt, an intern at Vogue, has a hook up with third year NYADA student Blaine. Kurt starts NYADA second semester (like in season 5) only to find out Blaine is his dance TA - something like that...)
But I'm actually more in the mood for a coming of age high school AU - help!
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