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jaeggerbombb · 1 year

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warnings: MINORS DNI!!!!! |sacrilegious activities !! strong language !! blasphemy !!!

summary: when the thirst is too real for your pastor suguru geto, you get a lil bold. (suguruxreader)

wc:950 proofread: hell no lol

my other acc followers saw this first lol

You stare at the clock, a nervous sigh leaving your lightly chapped lips. It was Saturday, not even the Lord’s day, and yet here you were, walking into the chapel; bible in hand, and your lowest cut dress on. This was so fucking wrong, ‘sacreligious’ they’d call it. As you walk between the pews, your fingers nervously tapping on the linoleum covered wood.

“My child. How may I assist you? It isn’t Sunday yet.” Reverend Suguru says, “Where the hell did he even come from?’ you think. He had seen you enter from his peeked open office door, finally making himself known when you sat between the pews. His eyes quickly shift to your cleavage before moving back to your eyes. You can see him gulp, a sigh leaving his lips as something in the air begins to shift already.

“Actually..I'm here for you, Father.” Your voice wavers, fuck. You can’t do this, can you? How would you even go about this? Fucking your pastor? In the house of God? It was all happening so fast, the words leaving your mouth before you could stop them. “I’d like to have a moment to uh…confess some sins? If you’d let me request the audience.”

The words leave your lips in a hushed voice, were you..second guessing? This was your idea, your doing, you drove here, walked in, and now here you are, being led to the wooden confessional, Reverend’s hand rests on your shoulder, but the way it wraps around makes you dizzy, long fingers just inches from your breast.

“Shall we begin?” he gestures toward the the small confined space, walking through the small door to his designated seat, waiting for you to do the same. When you do, he lets out a sigh, waiting for you to speak. A moment of silence passes, and he waits, curiosity peaking as he wonders what exactly you could be confessing.

Its no surprise that the Reverend has secrets of his own, he was sanctified, not a saint. Nowhere near. The way you looked at him every Sunday, the swell of your chest when his eyes landed on you during service, the grin that was nothing short unholy taking over his whole face. He wanted you bad, wanted to show you the proper way to see God.

“Forgive…forgive me father, for I have sinned..” you start out, lip quivering in anticipation. “Then tell me your sins, and let them be forgiven in the eyes of God.” he mutters, continuing to look forward, hands folded neatly in his lap. He can smell the soft perfume you wear, and has to close his eyes as they roll to the back of his head.

“I’ve had this feeling for a while…Father.” the sweat gathers in your palms, and it was at this moment you knew how fucked you were, no going back now. “What feeling, my child?” Reverend Suguru’s voice rings in your ears like an angel’s song. You're dizzy, he’s dizzying and part of you wonders if he knows it.

You don’t want to say it, and for a second you contemplate leaving, the door is so so close. Standing to your feet, you shuffle two steps forward, knuckles wrapping around the handle. You can’t do this, why would you even try..this was stupid, all so stupid. “My child,” Reverend starts, “Sit down, and confess your sins to me.” Your mouth runs dry, and even though you know you could still walk out, you sit anyway, and the tone of his voice makes your panties wet. “I’m s-sorry Father, forgive me…” He just cuckles. “It's quite alright, now..continue. you said you were having strange feelings?”

“I lust for the sanctified, Father.” you say softly, under your breath. “Speak up.” He says darkly, and when you lift your head, his eyes meet yours through the slits of the confessional panels. “I l-lust..for..for you, Father. I have for a while..and I can only hope the good lord forgives me.” and there it is, no taking it back, and no lying about what you said, what’s done is done. The silence is deafening, and you contemplate leaving again when you see him stand and leave the confessional.

Your thoughts are swimming, your mind loud and your breaths uneven. ‘Oh god, he thinks you’re weird. You’re going to get excommunicated. Shunned by the community.’ you think, but the sound of the door opening makes you snap out of the trance you’re in. “Lets go, my child.” the man in question being the object of your affections these past weeks. You take the hand he offers you, watching as his much larger ones encapsulate your smaller ones.

“Where are we going?” you ask, as if it matters. If you cared, you wouldn’t have waltzed into his place of work, the house of the Lord, in this low cut dress and admitted to lusting after him. He grips your hand with intent, the intent to ruin. And when you finally reach the alter, he leans back against the podium, a smirk on his lips. The rosary around his neck is snapped off in an instant, wrapped around his fist as he spits in his hand, the other unzipping the ceremonial robe and unbuttoning his slacks.

With a dark chuckle at your astonished face, his wet, rosary wrapped hand wraps around his cock, stroking it slowly. He’s hard and damn near leaking, throbbing and an angry red. “Now…” he mumbles, eyes looking down at your figure with a veil of annoyance and boredom. “Sink to your knees for me. Seek your repentance, sing me a prayer.”

It was going to be one hell of a Saturday afternoon, and you’re contemplating changing churches after this, maybe even moving cities.

#jjk smut #geto smut #geto x you #geto x reader #geto x y/n #priest!geto

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spitcrank · 1 year

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i wrote a lil smth for my girlies 🫡🫡

warnings: MINORS DNI!!!!! |sacrilegious activities !! strong language !! blasphemy !!!

summary: when the thirst is too real for your pastor suguru geto, you get a lil bold. (suguruxreader)

wc:950

“I lust for the sanctified, Father.” you say softly, under your breath. “Speak up.” He says darkly, and when you lift your head, his eyes meet yours through the slits of the confessional panels. “I l-lust..for..for you, Father. I have for a while..” and there it is, no taking it back, and no lying about what you said, what’s done is done. The silence is deafening, and you contemplate leaving again when you see him stand and leave the confessional.

It was going to be one hell of a Saturday afternoon, and you’re contemplating changing churches after this, maybe even moving cities.

#geto x reader #jjk smut #im sorry forgive me #nfvkfknjww

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sunnyrosewritesstuff · 2 years

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Day 6- Another Chance to Fly

Last plot bunny that you can vote on!! 😭 This one kind of feel like a cheat since I did a drabble for it already earlier this year, but oh well.😂 Thank you guys for all the notes so far!! I’m going to leave voting open until SATURDAY. Please note that tomorrow’s fic is actually in the works to being completed in October so I’ll have a special surprise to go along with it. 👀

If you would like for this to be my next fic, please be sure to shower it with lots of love (reblogs/likes/comments).🥰💖 All plot bunnies will be linked back to this masterpost.

Summary: Bilbo and Thorin had a chance to show the world of figure skating how a hobbit and dwarf can be the greatest, when a tragic accident lost them a world title and subsequently their careers. Five years later, Bilbo is ready to make another run at it, but will he be able to convince Thorin to shake off the trauma of the moment to give him another chance to fly?

Warnings: Mentions of blood

Thorin was never one to let nerves get to him. He relished competition, and proving people wrong seemed to be a skill he was especially deft at. However, stretching in their warm-up room as the clock on the wall continued to count down the time until they were on the ice was making him shake.

“Thorin? Are you listening to me?”

His gaze immediately flew over to where Bilbo Baggins sat, calm and collected as ever. However, rather than be envious of his partner, he found himself completely taken with how fluffy his curls were tonight. And how even under the heavy stage make-up, Bilbo’s fawn eyes still managed to reflect a level of innocent naivety that he knew were not actual traits in his companion, but caught him off-guard all the same.

“It’s just another night. Don’t think about who is in the audience or what’s at stake. Think about me and how vexed I’ll be if you drop me.”

Thorin laughed knowing exactly how Bilbo would be. Down to being more upset that Thorin messed up their routine than the actual injury itself. Not that Thorin would let that happen.

“You ready to walk through our steps?” Bilbo asked, popping up off the mat.

“Ready as I’ll ever be.”

Thorin rather detested warm-ups that weren’t on the ice. He knew Balin and Gandalf would kill him if he didn’t do it, but there seemed to be a lack of finesse when you were clunkily running around the room versus literally gliding on the ice. However, he and Bilbo went through the whole routine, spending a little bit of extra time on the tricky sections. Every time was perfect. Bilbo was perfect.

Two years ago, Thorin was continuing a family legacy of being one the few dwarven skaters in all of Arda. In a sport dominated primarily by the taller men and elves, dwarves were considered too boorish and clumsy to make good figure skaters. Then Thror took the world by storm, nearly winning a world championship in his first year on tour. Thrain was quick to follow in his footsteps, leaving Thorin to carry the mantle as well. For most of his career, he had only done singles. Elves and men didn’t make good partners, and Thorin had never been able to find a dwarf he was compatible with. Then he had been approached by Gandalf and Bilbo.

Bilbo Baggins had been an enigma. Hobbits did not figure skate. Ever. Their foot hair was so sacred in their culture that covering it was practically sacreligious. Thorin understood this well as it was the same for dwarves and their braids. Yet, Bilbo wore his custom skates proudly, and let Thorin know that his goals were the same as his: to make it to the top and prove everyone else wrong.

Thorin wished he could say that they clicked immediately, but Thorin spent the first few months of their partnership trying to push Bilbo away. He saw the hobbit as a liability. Something too new in the world of figure skating to ever get him the score he deserved. It was after watching him skate literal circles around Azog that changed Thorin’s mind. They had been partners ever since. Something Thorin wished to extend past their professional lives as the velvet box sat heavy in his gym bag.

“It’s time, lads.” Balin stated poking his head into the room.

“We’ll be right out.” Bilbo promised.

He waited until after the older dwarf had gone before surging onto his feet to press a kiss to Thorin’s lips.

“For luck.” He smirked.

Just like that, all of Thorin’s jittery energy had been completely grounded. One more reason why he loved Bilbo Baggins.

“I don’t think I quite got that.” He teased.

Bilbo didn’t hesitate to surge back up for a longer kiss this time.

“Third time’s the charm.” Thorin remarked.

Only it was Thorin bending down in order to explore Bilbo’s mouth thoroughly. Letting all thoughts that weren’t about the hobbit he loved fall by the wayside.

“Satisfied?” Bilbo asked breathlessly when he finally, reluctantly pulled away.

“Well actually…”

“Two minutes!” Gandalf called as a warning, not bothering to poke his head in.

Thorin groaned as he rested his forehead against Bilbo’s.

“His timing.”

Bilbo pet Thorin’s cheeks with his thumbs as his grin seemed to light up his whole face. It made Thorin want to kiss him again.

“We need to go. I’ll let you kiss me afterwards. As well as other things.”

“I love you.” Thorin blurted unashamed.

Bilbo’s grin widened as he gave Thorin one last sweet kiss.

“Come on. We have a gold medal to win.”

Looking back, Thorin always blamed the fourth kiss as a sign of what was to come. He shouldn’t have pushed for more. It was bad luck. Not that he had ever believed in luck. In fact, he had frequently told Bilbo that they make their own luck.

They left the room and followed their coaches down a long hallway that led to the main arena. The closer they got, the colder it got. A welcome change as far as Thorin was concerned. Bilbo gave a small shiver as he did every time. Thranduil and his wife had just finished, and were exiting the ice to await their score. However, the haughty elf clearly made time to find Thorin’s eyes and give him a challenging eyebrow raise.

“Ignore him.” Bilbo immediately whispered.

It was fine. If anything it got Thorin’s blood roaring. It would be his great pleasure to wipe the floor with the prissy platinum blonde twit. Still concerned that Thorin may start something, an apt fear considering it had happened once before, Bilbo led Thorin over to a bench far from Thranduil to put on their skates.

Finally ready to get out on the ice, Thorin popped up and immediately made eye contact with the one person in the arena who could unravel his confidence in seconds. His grandfather’s eyes bore back into him as if daring him to impress him. Memories and fears became entangled in his mind to the point that Thorin wondered if he would ever find his way out again. However, with a quick touch to his cheek, Bilbo reminded Thorin he wasn’t alone once again, and the moment their eyes met it became easier to breathe.

“Just look at me.” Bilbo whispered. “Don’t take your eyes off me.”

Probably the easiest instructions any person could give him. Thorin covered the hand on his cheek giving it a small squeeze. It was the last good moment before everything went terribly, terribly wrong.

It was all just flashes of sights and sounds to Thorin now. Pieces of his memory that refused to go away no matter how hard he tried. The horrified screams from the crowd somehow louder than the track to their dance they didn’t quite realize should be turned off. The cold seeping into his knees as he cradled a small body close. The flashing blues and reds of the ambulance as he clutched tightly to an unresponsive hand pleading with every deity he could think of to let Bilbo Baggins awaken once more. Even as blood pooled from behind the gauze held tight over his eye.

There were two things and two things only that he remembered with absolute clarity that night. The first was staring at Bilbo’s pale body in that hospital bed. The neck brace swallowing him as Thorin had to listen to the long, awful list of possible symptoms Bilbo could face after this. Paralysis being the one to stick in his brain and not let go. The second was Thranduil’s interview after the accident, and while Thorin had never wanted to punch the elf more, a small part of him told him he deserved it. After what he did to Bilbo, he deserved it and more.

“There’s an affliction in the skating world known as goldsickness where the desire to achieve gold invalidates everything and everyone else. I always suspected Thorin Oakenshield had it, especially considering it was the condition that essentially ended his grandfather’s career, and yet even I was unprepared for such a devastating and heartbreaking scene. My sympathies go out to Mr. Baggins who was dragged down by the dwarf’s madness, and my hopes that he can find solstice in a promising career cut short by greed.”

#birthdayplotbunnies 2022 #starter drabbles #bagginshield #ice skating au #i vow that if this actually wins #i will actually do research on ice skating to know what the hell i'm talking about

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l0velyinc · 11 months

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ooo, i'd love to hear 3, 8, 10, 13, 20 for the ask game. whichever questions you feel up to answering with however many of your stories/worlds you want to answer with because they're all so good ;w;

THANK YOU!! For the questions and my first asks <3

I’ll respond with all my stories, (minus any of the ARPG folders (technically not my lore haha.))

3.) ANY RECURRING IMAGES/ELEMENTS?

Almost all of my stories have similar vibes: found family, animals & biology, religious & cult-y vibes, psychedelics, etc. Specifics include:

. VIAJE : EYES, Diseases & Curses, Hearts, Stars, The Moon & Sun, Tarot Cards, Lots of Birds, Aliens & Cosmic Horror Vibes, Oh and religious imagery… lots of it… too much of it…

. SACRELIGIOUS : Dogs & Cats (obviously), Scars? Scratches?, Trees, Islands, Books, Candles, Calligraphy

. LAKE SHORE DRIVE : 1970’s to Early 2000’s Music, College? Small Town, Rivers & Lakes, Scientific Latin Names for animals??? I dunno like Saturday morning cartoons but with hidden jokes parents would enjoy. And music, lots of music.

8.) WHAT INSPIRED YOUR WORLD BUILDING, IF ANYTHING?

OOOH SO MMUCH!! I wish I could just say: EVERYTHING but I feel like going into specifics would be best!!

. VIAJE: Religion, I love learning about other religions & cultures & traditions! “Anthony Bourdian’s Parts Unknown” was surprisingly a huge inspo!

“Mad Max (Fury Road)” & “The Haunting of Tram Car 015” had some light inspiration to it, the latter of two made me discover the whole Afrofuturism genre, the former helped me realize I wanted this world to be after an apocalypse!

RECENTLY I have been inspired by Jordan Peele & Wes Anderson films, Peele for themes & storytelling, Wes Anderson for well… visuals?? Colors??? The obvious stuff.

. SACRELIGIOUS : I watched a youtube video about the genre of talking animal books. Ones like Plague Dogs, Watership Down, Warrior Cats, & Guardian of Ga'hoole (for clarification: I have read none of these books…)

BUT I did end up liking the youtube video and I do intend on actually reading these types of books… But that’s the main inspo behind this world. Animals can talk to each other, they are confused about human lore, and they read the bible- oh no-

this one is also based on religious themes (less so than Viaje, ironically)

. LAKE SHORE DRIVE : Look, I watch Zootopia once and hear me out- I LOVE worlds with talking animals so any world with talking animals is an inspo here: Sing, Robin Hood, Spongebob, (and very very very very minor inspo includes: Smiling Friends & Bojack Horseman…again very small amount)

Also did I mention 70s to 2000s music?

10.) IF YOUR STORY IS TITLED, WHY DID YOU CHOOSE THAT TITLE?

. VIAJE : This one has been through SO many changes. GLORIOUS would technically be its “true” name, it’s the name of the overall lore Viaje takes place in. It was inspired by both a song lyric & from a show I was watching where it was just part of the dialogue. I thought it was a super fitting word!

VIAJE used to call Urban Renaissance, but I couldn’t find a good way to shorter it (don’t like long names) so I had called it Sacreligious at one point (but again, too long, didn’t fit well), then I looked up words in Spanish (made sense for the lore) and VIAJE just sounded perfect (it is “Journey” in Spanish),

I could also shorten it to “Via” which still fits. Technically the FULL title is: “Buen Viaje” (“have a nice trip”).

. SACRELIGIOUS : Was originally gonna call this story “GOD” (cause, y’know, dog spelt backwards). But that was around the same time I changed Viaje’s name so… they stole it… I still call it “GOD” for short (or DOG in certain places to prevent questions)

. LAKE SHORE DRIVE : Both the most fitting and most unfitting name out of all of them. Was originally gonna call it “Animalia”, but a few people on toyhouse had the same idea… so I wanted to make something more fitting for myself. And I was listening to the song at the time and uh…. it’s LSD. and I have the humor of a 12 year old.

13.) HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN WORKING ON THIS PROJECT? WHAT HAS CHANGED FROM THE OUTSET?

. VIAJE : Oh since 6th grade I think? Okay technically GLORIOUS was made towards the end of highschool, BUT THEN a few years ago I merged it with a story I loved dearly. So it still technically is the same story I had in 6th grade, although extremely different. The bones are still there! *stare at Eve & Adam*

. SACRELIGIOUS : Lol I think, not even a year? I mean I’ve had bits and pieces for this story here & there, but the complete story I’ve only very recently started writing.

. LAKE SHORE DRIVE : Same age as Viaje. Whoever didn’t fit in that story was turned into a furry and thrown into this small town! (or they just… were always a furry and started here.)

HOWEVER the character of Nora is fairly recent? I always knew I wanted at least one human in the story, but I didn’t come up with the full story of Nora until a year or two ago! In fact, she was named THIS YEAR! Before then, she had many “fake” names.

20.) YOUR OCVERSE JUST GOT A MOVIE TRILOGY (A LA HUNGER GAMES STYLE). HOW HAVE THEY HORRIBLY MANGLED YOUR MESSAGE/THEME SO THAT THE MOVIES ARE NOW A SHOWCASE OF WHAT THE ORIGINAL WAS CONDEMNING?

This is THE best question!

. VIAJE : Any pro-capitalist, pro-controlling religion, pro-patriarchy, status quo following trash. Dear god, if they give Jesus’ dad any redemption arc, make Deja straight, or worse… white wash… I would DIE, like actually. Any merch would kind of go against the vibe too? (there is no currency in their world) If any large studio got their hands on this I’d be MAD.

If it were made into a trilogy… actually that might work there’s a lot of little small stories. But Deja & Jesus would probably only be in one movie. The rest would HAVE to be other characters, those two got one goal and would not span a trilogy lol.

. SACRELIGIOUS : Any life action adaption would kill this story, Old Yeller Style. It would never be trilogy material because this story is extremely short. It’s a very clear beginning, middle, and end. Stretched out like that would make it so unwatchable.

I feel like, if it were to be really cringe, they’d throw Church into a love triangle or give them a musical number (I’d start crying, for many sad reasons)

I also feel for this story, and Viaje, the religious aspect (like the warning of cults and the negative commentary on evangelical christianity) would get destroyed, which would make me sad as they are both sort of a callout on toxic behaviors in religious spaces I’ve seen growing up.

. LAKE SHORE DRIVE : There’s no way this could be a movie (or at least an interesting one). I’m thinking this might turn into something like Sing or Secret Life Of Pets? Jukebox musical, pop culture references, family friendly cartoon movie. It’s meant to be a “meh” story, but seeing it produced by a studio would make it extra mid (and thus me extra mad)

Also any romantic relationship for Nora, dear god, the implications. OR WORSE one of those carnivore vs herbivore stories (ugh I can’t take anymore bad racism allegories.) OR EVEN WORSE they have Nora look for her “human parents” (any storyline like that would make me gag, Sadia & Russell will always be her parents and are the only parents that should matter.)

A POSITIVE NOTE:

Thank you for the questions and I can’t wait to finish the profile codes for these stories’ characters so I can show off more lore!!! >:)

#love.txt #oc #ask

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briantheinfamous · 1 year

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#kenny mason #westside gunn #schoolboy q #hiphop #rap #playlist #Spotify

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ddejavvu · 2 years

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Today is Sacreligious Saturday >:))) Today is the day to request any dark themes! admittedly, this will probably have some crossover with the theme of multiverse monday. A lot of dark/taboo aus are in high demand (stalker!au, dbf!au, (18+) professor/student), so I will try to write any post any/all dark aus from previous multiverse mondays today! However, you can also choose to request a non-au darkfic, it’s all up to you! (please check my navi to know what i am not okay with writing :) )

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bangtanloverboys · 2 years

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I posted 18,773 times in 2021

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For every post I created, I reblogged 24.7 posts.

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My Top Posts in 2021

strawberries & cigarettes // kth

summary - being dragged out to some party on a saturday night wasn’t exactly your usual plans, but meeting a cute boy may or may not make it all better

pairing - bad boy!taehyung x nerd male!reader

genre - fluff; strangers to lovers au

word count - 3.7k

warnings - innacurate frat party, police showing up, references to smoking, kissing, gays moving at weird paces bc what do you expect they’re gay

author’s note - another gay fic for pride month hehehe, happy pride month yall!

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251 notes • Posted 2021-06-19 01:31:32 GMT

something sick & twisted (ii) // jjk

summary - it’s strange how one thoughtless decision could hold so much consequence. as now you’ve found yourself in bed with the man behind your corruption. trapped, you’re left unsure if you’re free of his influence or not. you want to believe he’s still behind it all, but you don’t know anymore

pairing - demon!jungkook x church boy!reader

genre - suspense, smut, angst

word count - 10.3k

warnings - kinda kidnapping?, technical discussion about the selling of a soul, demons care about consent, internalized homophobia, catholic guilt, smut reading, non descriptive dick sword play, reader goes through the stages of grief but not in order, masturbation, shame, voyeurism, degradation, name calling, orgasm control, ruined orgasms, sacreligious kink (oops), corruption kink, choking, face fucking, possessiveness, spanking, cum eating, spit as lube, explicit praying during sex (im sorry), dom!jungkook, sub!reader, top!jungkook, bottom!reader, gay sex, unprotected sex, crying during sex, dacryphilia, hospitals, doctors, police, homphobic parents, bisexual!childhood friend!yoongi, coming out, use of the word faggot, being disowned

author’s note - again, if you’re religious, i highly recommend not reading this. but thank you all for enjoying gay demon jk!! shout out to @crazy4myself for being the beta for this (ily)

tagged: @tipsydipsydo @anime-meme-sanctuary

part i

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349 notes • Posted 2021-08-18 22:11:59 GMT

groovy baby // jjk

summary - jeongguk powers, internatinal man of mystery, is here to save the day. but you sure as hell ain't having it with him

pairing - jungkook x female!reader

genre - crack/humor, smut; austin powers au

word count - 7.9k

warnings - crack that is literally taken seriously, absolute insanity, some 1960s lingo, austin powers references, jungkook being a cheeky bastard, flirty jungkook, swedish made penis milker that definitely doesn’t belong to jungkook, yoongi has one eye, gambling, bald kim seokjin, there is a plot that ends with porn, dom/sub dymanics, margret thatcher mention, sub!jk, dom!reader, whiny jungkook, edging, hand job, unprotected sex

author’s note - happy birthday to my dearest friend @jeonstudios behold the thing you have been fearing waiting for since i proposed the idea. it took me a year to do it, but it’s finally here. you’re welcome. hope you enjoy (also this wont make a lick of sense, it’s pure crack, nothing else)

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393 notes • Posted 2021-11-29 00:22:13 GMT

deep waters masterlist // myg & jjk

summary - legends of mermaids and other mythical sea creatures were always just that to you: legends and myths. but your entire world view shifts when your boyfriend claims he saw one for himself

pairing - marine biologist!yoongi x female!reader x siren!jeongguk

genre - sci-fi, drama, fluff, eventual smut; siren au

author’s note - this was inspired by freeform’s siren (damn another cancelled show). but this has been in my head for well over a year so i decided to finally write it!!

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397 notes • Posted 2021-08-30 23:11:50 GMT

something sick & twisted (i) // jjk

summary - all your life you considered yourself to be a good kid. you got good grades, went to church every sunday, didn’t go to any parties. you did anything you could to keep yourself on the path to heaven, even if it meant hiding some of the darkest parts of you to yourself. that was how you lived until one day, your no-good roommates decided to take you up to an abandoned cabin in the woods, where you begin to feel yourself corrupt from the inside out

pairing - demon!jungkook x church boy!reader

genre - suspense, smut

word count - 11.4k

warnings - internalized homophobia, catholic guilt, reader is a bit of a straight edge, kinda incubus!jungkook but also not really?, toxic friendships, drugs use (marijuana), driving while intoxicated/high, head injury, hospitals, kinda unconsensual touching?, clubbing, alcohol consumption, kitty gang!jimin shows up, sex dream, blowjob, paranoia, sleep deprivation, (former) youth group leader!namjoon, homophobic parents, masturbation, shame, lot’s of conflicted feelings, voyeurism, some degradation, slight man handling, name calling, spit as lube/improper prep (please don’t do that), loss of virginity, dom!jungkook, sub!reader, top!jungkook, bottom!reader, gay sex, unprotected sex (also don’t do that), non-explicitng praying during sex (um), crying during sex, kinda dacryphilia, marking, accidental selling of the soul

author’s note - the infamous gay demon jungkook is here. . . and here’s here to fuck shit up. i would like to note that if you are religious, i do not recommend reading this. @tipsydipsydo since you asked to be tagged. . . hope you enjoy also big shout out to @crazy4myself for being my beta for this ily

part ii

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jesievans · 5 years

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"Phil" - 2019 - digital - made for the SINEASTER show @tattookaiju will be framed and for sale starting Saturday! Go see the show, it's going to be dark, devilish, and damn good! . . . #phil #phillip #blackphillip #blackphilip #goat #goathead #pentagram #easter #sineaster #hailsatan #dowhatthouwilt #blackeaster #bloomington #bloomingtonindiana #lowbrowart #lowbrowgallery #tattookaiju #goth #gothart #sacreligious #art #digitaldrawing #digitalart https://www.instagram.com/p/BwXhoKDFhQZ/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=fi0w25bq5v25

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amtushinfosolutionspage · 6 years

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Grant Hill Q&A: ‘I Wouldn’t be Shocked if Loyola Cuts Down the Nets’

To put it mildly, the last day of March is a big day for Grant Hill.

The two-time NCAA champion will be calling his fourth consecutive Final Four for Turner Sports with Jim Nantz, Bill Raftery, and Tracy Wolfson, his second biggest accomplishment of the evening. By the time the first game tips-off at 6 PM on TBS (friendly reminder to those stuck on tourneys long past, that’s TBS not CBS), Hill will (officially) be a proud member of the Naismith Memorial Hall of Fame. The actual announcement won’t come until Saturday afternoon, but Adrian Wojnarowski’s sources already have Hill in Springfield, Mass. alongside no-brainers Steve Nash and Jason Kidd and Sixers champion point guard Maurice Cheeks.

Given his notorious injury history, Hill’s NBA career is often viewed through a What If? lens, but it’s been a Hall-worthy career that far exceeds his medical records. He’s a seven-time All-Star, made an All-NBA team five times, and of course, there are his incredible years in Durham and 1996 Olympic gold. And not for nothing, but he’s regarded as one of the nicest guys around hoops, which is why he won the NBA Sportsmanship Award three times.

Hill took time out of preparing to call the Final Four—starting with No. 3 Michigan Short Shorts vs. No. 11 Loyola Chicago Fighting Sister Jeans and followed by the No. 1 heavyweight showdown between Villanova and Kansas—to speak to VICE Sports. He talks about the highs and lows of his long basketball life, Duke hatred, hammering on ShaqIlvaine, and trying to keep up with Bill Raftery, in broadcasting and barflying.

First things first, let’s go back to the flat-top days, when Grant Hill yanked a ball out of the sky and his long winding road to the Hall of Fame began…

This interview took place before Hill learned he was inducted into the Hall of Fame. It has been edited for clarity.

VICE Sports: Before we get to the NCAA Tourney, I want to ask how you’re feeling about the Hall-of-Fame announcement, a mere 48-hours away…

Grant Hill: My fingers are definitely crossed. There are some amazing finalists—Jason Kidd, Steve Nash, Ray Allen to start—so it’s a tough class. Prepping for the Final Four this weekend while knowing the announcement is coming is exciting and nerve-wracking all at once.

I think you’re going to get in Saturday because Springfield looks at a player’s entire career, not just the professional years, but that being said, I looked at your NBA stats and had forgotten how many great seasons you had. Do you think your stellar NBA resume gets overshadowed by seasons lost to injury?

It’s interesting, people I talk to across the country tend to put my basketball career into one of three buckets: The Detroit Piston era, a general respect for overcoming all the injuries, or the main one, Duke. Naturally during March Madness, it’s all Duke all the time, but no matter what time of year, it’s what I’m connected to first. The Kansas dunk and the pass to Laettner will live forever. The NBA injuries are a part of my story, but I wouldn’t say it overshadowed the rest of my pro career. It’s more about certain memories stick with fans and mine are generally from college. Even knowing all we accomplished on those amazing Blue Devil teams, I never thought people would still ask me about it a quarter-century later.

One last Hall-of-Fame question, you started out in the iso-ball era, and then spent five-years at the end running with the Phoenix Suns. Nobody in the NBA is playing Michael Jordan/Kobe Bryant clear-out hoops anymore, but everybody owes a debt to the Suns. Are Mike D’Antoni and impending inductee Steve Nash getting enough credit for changing the game?

You can’t overlook the Kings of the early 2000s, the free-flowing way they played, or even what Don Nelson was doing on the Mavericks with Steve Nash, but I think D’Antoni has perfected it. The league has transitioned because D’Antoni’s system coincided with rule changes offering more freedom of movement and less physicality. It’s funny because playing against those Suns teams in 2004-05, I looked around and it’s like ‘what the hell is going on out here?’ It was total chaos with their different sets and styles, but then playing with them, it all made sense. Now it’s the entire league and I don’t think D’Antoni and Nash are recognized enough for revolutionizing the NBA. The curious thing is, will it ever swing back?

Let’s switch to college. You may or may not be aware of this, but there are more than a few people out there who don’t care for Duke, placing them on the Yankees-Patriots spectrum of teams fans love to loathe. Are most people good-natured about it, or do you get tired or defensive about the Duke hate?

No, not at all. It’s great. Love or hate ‘em, it speaks to the passion of college basketball. There are themes as to why Duke is reviled, the whole I Hate Christian Laettner idea, but it’s really rooted in the success of the program. You can’t deny the historical domination of the Patriots or the Yankees, and hate Duke all you want, but the same is true for what Mike Krzyzewski has accomplished. It’s about excellence and playing the right way. It’s an honor to have played a small role in his legacy. Duke evokes emotion. Good, bad, or indifferent.

As for fans talking trash? It’s almost always joking and in good fun. But don’t forget, I played in the NBA for nineteen seasons, I can talk trash. I can take it and I give it out too.

Last Sunday’s Duke-Kansas game was an absolute classic—and I know it’s your job as a broadcaster—but inside, is it hard to keep your emotions or loyalties in check when Grayson Allen’s floater somehow misses twice?

I’ve done a number of Duke games, all of them when they won in 2015 [ Ed note: Hill laughed adding ‘‘or when we won it if that’s how you want to put it’], but the responsibility as a broadcaster is to be an analyst and provide insight. When it’s a classic, you get lost in the game, and anything outside of what’s happening on the court vanishes. It’s the exact same thing as when I was playing in close NCAA tournament games. During Duke-Kansas, I was completely captivated and reacting to the action unfolding. Coach K used to prepare us for each NCAA weekend by saying we were playing in a “four-team tournament.” Looking at the 64-team bracket can be overwhelming, so lock in and focus on the four-team tournament, and replicate it three times. I take the same approach to television. As a player or broadcaster, getting lost in the game is the reason for doing it.

After a game like Duke-Kansas, I might wish it went the other way, but as a broadcaster, I get to know coaches and kids from both sides. I love Bill Self. I had a great time hanging out on Saturday with Devonte’ Graham and Malik Newman, and know the heartbreak of losing in the regional finals two years in a row. It’s such a privilege to get to know these kids—Carolina! We called back-to-back Tar Heel Finals with Joel Berry and Theo Pinson, who dapped me up before the tip-off! It’s suppose to be sacreligious as a Dookie, but getting to know kids, and experience their stories like UMBD or Loyola, is the best part of the job.

This is your fourth Final Four, is it akin to your senior year where you know what you need to do down cold?

I actually feel like it’s the fourth game of my freshmen season. Here I am at center court in a huge arena, with the best seats in the house, next to two legendary broadcasters in Jim Nantz and Bill Raftery, so I still get pre-game jitters. Once the game starts, I feel more comfortable for sure, but I’ll never catch up to Nantz or Raft in terms of experience. I’m just trying to get better.

Every year, the bigger part of the NCAA tournament experience, however, is how much fun we have. I look forward to the whirlwind month when Nantz, Raftery, Tracy Wolfson, and myself are joined at the hip. It’s an odd little family, but we generally like each other. The off-screen camaraderie is even more important than the on-screen chemistry.

Question pertaining to my interests: Your freshman year slam against Kansas in the Finals is the most famous, but as a Marquette alumni, I want to ask about another dunk that came two years later in the Sweet Sixteen—

Three years later. You’re talking about the Jim McIlvaine dunk, my senior season.

Ah, so clearly you remember it.

I knew about Jim McIlvaine because he won the 93-94 Defensive Player of the Year, which I won the previous season. Mac was a great shot blocker, no doubt, but I had it in my mind before the game to get him. In the first half I was facilitating, setting guys up, waiting until the right time to step in, and not doing a lot of scoring. But I remember the guy Marquette had on me was just yapping, wouldn’t stopped talking trash. I think he was a small forward—

Roney Eford

Eford, right. First half I was like Okay, Alright… I’d been playing off the ball, so at halftime, I told Jeff Capel let me take the point and go to work. I think I caught an alley-oop, and then later, I just blew by Eford and dunked on Mac. I got him. It was a nice little moment.

What should fans look for at the Final Four? Who’s dancing at the end?

Professional obligations mean I don’t make predictions, but I honestly believe all the Final Four teams have a shot regardless of seeding. They all have guys who excel at shooting from the perimeter, so it’s which team is going to bury 15-18 threes. Playing in a dome can have an adverse effect, it is different. So Villanova has the experience factor, but each team has good spacing and multiple shooters who can get hot.

Do you really think America’s sweethearts, the Loyola Ramblers, can win twice?

To be honest, I thought they would lose their first game, and certainly not get out of opening weekend, but no fluke team makes the Final Four. It’s earned over four games, and Loyola has been fairly dominant with the three-pointer opening up the floor. I’m not a betting man, not Jimmy the Greek, but I wouldn’t be shocked if Loyola cuts down the nets.

Last question. I, like most of America, want to have beers with Bill Raftery. What’s a night out drinking with him like?

For starters, know that Raft doesn’t do beer. Also know his stamina is amazing. Unbelievable. We’ll be at dinner with wine, maybe a nightcap, then the next morning you’re struggling and he’s going like he just bagged twelve hours of sleep. I never know quite how to prepare for a night out with Raft. Do you build up endurance? Or limit participation?

We joke about it on air, but the main thing is, it’s a great time for fellowship. We have a blast.

Grant Hill Q&A: ‘I Wouldn’t be Shocked if Loyola Cuts Down the Nets’ syndicated from https://australiahoverboards.wordpress.com

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ddejavvu · 2 years

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im in love with dbf!james so like anything with him lol

today is sacreligious saturday >:)) request some dark fics!

how about a birthday present for him, but you're wolfstar's (adult) kid, so it's double the risk >:)

this post is 18+, minors dni.

You joined in on singing James 'happy birthday', your voice blending in among the crowd of people standing around his chair in his living room. He made exaggerated facial expressions throughout the whole thing, silly little faces and gestures that got laughs out of the group. You glanced over at Sirius who was standing with his arm around Remus, neither noticing the extra fond looks you were sending to James while you sang.

As soon as the song ended you moved forward to take the cake from him, squawking indignantly when he dipped a finger into the icing and smeared it across your face. You tasted the sugary-sweet frosting on your tongue, seeping in through your lips and probably staining them blue. You heard everyone laugh at the gesture, and Remus handed you a napkin, smiling adoringly at the interaction.

Only you knew that James would be kissing the icing off of you in a mere five minutes.

You cut the cake and distributed it, sending everyone off to their little areas of James's manor and hanging back in the kitchen. You busied yourself with your own slice of the cake, sucking the icing off of the frosting and drawing little designs as you waited for your lover.

Finally, you heard the door swing open, and almost instantly felt hands around your waist. You broke into a smile, feeling James's lips upon your own, and sure enough, he pulled away with a slight blue hue to his grinning lips, "Y'taste so sweet, baby."

"Can't believe you did that in front of everyone," You grinned, rolling your eyes fondly at his antics.

"No one suspected a thing," He chuckled, hands still resting firmly on your waist, "Now, where's my present?"

You knew the remark had been made teasingly, but you reached into your jacket pocket excitedly, retrieving a small wrapped object. His eyes lit up and he reached for it eagerly, plucking it out of your grasp and tugging at the ribbons.

"Easy," You giggled, reaching behind you for scissors that sat in a cup on the counter, "Use these. Don't wanna damage the goods."

He resentfully complied with your request, slicing the ribbon in two and tearing the paper off in record time. In his hands sat a red pair of panties, lacy and soft in his grip as he stared down at them intensely.

A fire burned in his gaze when he redirected it at you, eyes raking down your body and back up again.

"Are these-"

"The rest of the set." You finished, hands fiddling with the hemline of your skirt, "Y'can put 'em on me yourself, 'm not wearin' anything underneath."

James reached down eagerly, gripping your thighs as he guided your legs into the holes of the panties, then slowly slid them up your legs.

"C'mon bunny," James grabbed your arm as soon as he was finished, leading you out the other kitchen door, away from the party. His was grip firm as he remembered the sight of your bare cunt beneath your skirt, "Let's go, now I've gotta rip 'em offa 'ya."

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ddejavvu · 2 years

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Well then Mafia!Remus in a meeting with the rest of the boys, but reader just wants to be close to him so she goes in and sits on his lap (she normally isn’t allowed in the meetings). You decide how he reacts!

today is sacreligious saturday >:)) request some dark fics!

Silence filled the room as soon as you entered, your shoes clicking softly on the floor while you made your way over to Remus's seat. He sat menacingly at the head of the table, but all of the animosity drained from his eyes at your arrival.

You strode with confidence over to his chair, gripping the table for support as you pushed him backwards, sliding the legs of his seat backwards on the carpet and plopping into his lap.

His eyes went wide at your actions, and the other people at the table pointedly looked away, giving Remus the privacy to discipline you as they knew he would. He didn't take interruptions lightly, and especially wanted to keep you out of his business, everyone knew that.

Instead of shouting, though, or throwing you out, you felt his arm wrap protectively around your waist, hand slipping under the hem of your shirt to rest on your stomach. He took a deep breath, waiting until you were settled against his chest before picking up where he'd left off, the deep, strong timbre of his voice lulling you into a state of euphoria as you sat, everyone's stunned gazes on Remus's tender hold around your waist.

"Anyways, as I was saying, they won't stop unless we make them. We've given them time after time and chance after chance to back down, but they refuse. So we'll just..." Remus hesitated, glancing down at your form draped securely over his lap, "Well, y'know."

You watched everyone else around the table nod solemnly, tilting your head back to gaze fondly at Remus, who was already staring down at you. You grinned toothily at him, not missing the way that his hand tightened around your waist.

"Right, well then, meeting adjourned. Don't come back until the problem's solved, boys." He gave his inferiors stern glances, watching as they bid him polite goodbyes, eyes lingering on you for a few seconds too long.

As soon as the door shut behind them, Remus nudged you into a sitting position, heaving your back away from his chest from where you'd been reclining, a stern frown on his lips.

"Now, angel, what have I said about interrupting?"

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ddejavvu · 2 years

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i love your work so much!!! a ~dark theme~ id like to request for sacreligious saturday would be professor remus lupin x student reader if thats alright!! keep up the amazing work and congratulations on hitting 1k, you deserve it so much!

today is sacreligious saturday >:)) request some dark fics!

thank you sweetheart! you're adorable, i'm glad you're here with us :D

This takes place consensually between two adults. reader is over 18, in her last year at hogwarts. newts are mentioned for proof, i do not write anything sexual about minors.

"'Mione," You groaned, cheeks burning as you tried escaping the scrutinizing glances your friends were giving to you, "I dunno why he marked you down. If you're so bothered by it, why don't you just talk to him?"

"I will!" She huffed, "We put the same answers down, either you're wrong or i'm right!"

You watched as she stormed angrily over to Professor Lupin's desk, losing most of her steam at the last few steps and shuffling politely up to speak with him. You heard vague chatter between the two, trying not to focus too long or too hard on the kindly attentive look on Remus's face.

Remus. Only you got to call him that. Only you got to scream that into his cavernous classroom, hands gripping the front of his desk with all your might as your chest was mashed into the wood, thighs shaking as he held you steady, pounding relentlessly into you. Only you got to coo that at him when he brought you some warm tea afterwards, an apologetic smile on his face and a soft kiss pressed to your forehead. Only you got to see it written in softly scripted letters, the paragraphs appearing as a simple note from your mum to anyone who had the audacity to peek at your mail, but as a heart-twisting love letter to you, and only you.

Unfortunately, your daydreaming had attracted the attention of your peers, and you felt Hermione elbow you on her way back to her seat.

"You there?"

You looked up startled, blinking dazedly up at her, "Oh! Yeah, I'm just really tired. I was up super late last night, had a nightmare or something, I dunno, just couldn't sleep."

She stared suspiciously at you for a moment, but ultimately settled without asking any further questions. You felt your leg begin bouncing anxiously, and you averted your gaze to the whomping willow on the school grounds, watching through the windows as it thrashed about in the strong winds.

You managed to avoid further questioning until the end of class, only looking up when Hermione nudged you once more.

"Hey, didn't you hear me?"

You shook your head hazily, standing as you watched the rest of the class file out one by one, hastily packing your bag.

"I said the professor wanted to see you, he said my answer was wrong so he needs to adjust your score too." There was a soft pout on her face at the knowledge that she'd been docked a point instead of given one, but you were sure she was comforted by the fact that you were getting marked down too.

"Oh," You fought back a smile at the idea of alone time with Remus, "Okay. I'll meet you in the hall for lunch, then?"

"Y/N," She stared at you concernedly, eyebrows furrowed, "He only has to adjust your score. It'll take ten seconds, I'll just wait for you here."

"No!" You blurted, the sound prominent in the now silent classroom, and felt Remus's eyes boring into you, "Um, I've got some questions for him about yesterday's lesson, and I know it'll be on the newts, so I'll be here a while. You go on, get us some good seats for lunch, and save me a roll!"

She finally accepted your proposal, nodding and wishing you well with your impromptu study session. You rushed excitedly to the front of the classroom as soon as she was out the door, watching Remus shut the windows with a soft flick of his wand as a soft smile twisted upon his lips.

You reached him quickly, feet pattering against the stone floors and eliciting a soft 'oof' from him as you slam into him, your arms winding around his torso and your head resting on his chest.

"'Missed you Rem," you mumbled, breathing in his comforting scent, "Couldn't stop thinking about you in class."

"I know," Remus chuckled, hands lifting you into his lap as he sat back in his chair, "Clumsy girl, you are, a stuttering mess. Y'gonna give us away, sweet thing."

You shook your head earnestly at him, "No! No, I'd never," Your heart sunk at the premise of Remus being fired because of you, and never being able to see him again, "We'd be separated."

"Y'right, angel face," Remus spoke lowly, "Y'gotta be careful. Can y'keep your mouth shut f'me?"

You grinned lazily, turning in his lap to press a kiss to his jaw. He smiled softly at your actions, eyes glancing down at your lips that had grown into a lovesick grin, "But before you do, precious, why don'tcha open it 'n we can have some fun before your next class?"

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ddejavvu · 2 years

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for sirius black day: traveling with dbf!sirius after graduating from college (muggle au maybe hdjsjd) and he keeps spoiling you😁😁

today is sacreligious saturday >:)) request some dark fics!

the flavor 🤲

Your backpack weighed heavy on your back as you trekked through the small town farmer's market, pointing out pretty jewelry here, or yummy food there. You'd already stuffed ten pounds worth of souvenirs inside the bag, and it was beginning to give you a backache.

You turned to stare longingly up at Sirius, "Siri, my back hurts."

He cooed sympathetically at you, tugging at the bag and slipping it off of your shoulders, "Can't have m'pretty girl breakin' her back! At least not like that," Sirius chuckled, hoisting the bag onto his shoulders and wrapping an arm tightly around your waist, leaning down to press a kiss to your forehead. You blushed at the poorly disguised innuendo, but let him lead you further down the patch of grass ahead of you, ducking into tents here and there along the way.

"Now pretty girl, remember y'get to pick out whatever y'want, okay? Anything for my little graduate." Sirius pinched your side lightly, pointedly stalling you before a flower stand. You peered eagerly at the bushels of flowers inside, pinks and purples and blues and yellows and whites dotting the vases they were kept in.

"Y'want some flowers, petal?"

You grinned giddily at the pet name, nodding eagerly, "Roses, Siri!"

"So romantic," Sirius teased, digging his wallet out of his pocket and stepping up to the table, "Two-dozen red roses, please. 'N make 'em pretty for my petal," He tugged you closer to him, letting you step slightly backwards out of embarrassment, "She deserves somethin' as stunning as she is."

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ddejavvu · 2 years

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ddejavvu’s 1K celebration!!!

oh my gosh! thank you all so much for one thousand followers, that number is insane to me! I started this blog only a few days before Halloween of 2021, and I can’t believe how far we’ve come! I’ve decided to do a week long celebration for 1K, a sleepover of sorts, where each day is a different theme. This might sound very similar to my 700 follower celebration, and you’d be mostly correct in that. However, what makes this celebration unique, is that instead of character themes, each day is a different type of writing. This celebration will run from 2/01-2/07/2022! Here’s our schedule! And yes, most of the titles of the days are terrible, but hey! I only said I was a wordsmith, I didn’t say I was a good one.

Tuesday 2/01: Trope Tuesday! I want cliches, people, cliches! Ask me to write about there only being one bed, or ask me to write about two best friends falling in love with each other, or ask me to write about two rivals falling in love with each other! Absolutely any cheesy trope you can think of, this is the day to ask me for it!

Wednesday 2/02:Weepy Wednesday :( Send me some sad, sad angst requests! Make me cry, make me make you cry! The angstier the better, make me regret theming wednesday to be so sad!

Thursday 2/03: Thotty Thursday! Do you think I would launch a celebration without giving all of my 18+ readers some 18+ content? Thursday is gonna be a smutty, smutty day, and you can always request smut for different days (ex. an au on monday that involves smut) however, smut is all I’ll be writing on Thursday, so if you’re here for my nsfw content, you’ll want to be here on Thursday!

Fic out: Baby Boy - Peter Parker x Fem!Reader (18+, minors dni.) (Any Peter you want)

Friday 2/04: Fake Text Friday! Send me any requests for a set of fake texts between characters, or between you and a character! These can be angsty, fluffy, part of an au, or anything you want them to be!

Saturday 2/05: Sacreligious Saturday >:))) Saturday is the day to request any dark themes! admittedly, this will probably have some crossover with the theme of multiverse monday. A lot of dark aus are in high demand (stalker!au, dbf!au, (18+) professor/student), so I will save any/all dark!aus requested on Monday to write and post on Saturday. However, you can also choose to request a non-au darkfic, it’s all up to you!

Sunday 2/06: Sappy Sunday! I’ll still be crying from Wednesday, so I’ll need some cute fluffy prompts to make me happy again! If you’re a fan of tooth-rotting fluff, this is the day for you! Send me the cutest, sweetest, fluffiest requests that you can think of!

Monday 2/07: Multiverse Monday! Send me a request for any au that you can think of! This is our consistent, weekly themed day. However, because this celebration is still running, it’s going to be the last theme!

and that’s our schedule! i hope you enjoy my 1K week, you’re all so loved and appreciated here, I hope you know that :D <33 thank you all so much!

(here’s my navi bc it’s unpinned for this week)

tagging some of my moots under the cut (who i hope don’t mind, if you do, just lmk and I won’t tag you in future!)

@astonefield @fictionalcomforts @theemeraldjewel @burnthoneymint @moonlitmeeks @mendesxruel @padf00ts-l0ver @dylwrites @fairydxll @justpeachyparker @darling-im-moonstruck @sunflowermotel @sxfik @marvlspideys @gotkindabored @silverose365 @anemicc-royalty @twilightdruig @aplaceofdreams

#mei's 1000 follower celebration!!#mei's 1000 celebration!!#mei's 1K celebration!!#mei's 1K follower celebration!!#ddejavvu's multiverse mondays #multiverse mondays #sirius black x reader #Sirius Black #james potter x reader #james potter #remus lupin x reader #Remus Lupin #peter parker x reader #peter parker

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ddejavvu · 2 years

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professor tony stark omg if u write for him maybe always getting lost in class cuz he makes you so nervous and shy and after class he’s like what’s wrong sweet heart

today is sacreligious saturday >:)) request some dark fics!

i do!! i'm doing this as part of sacreligious sunday bc of the professor/student dynamic, but both parties are over 18 and consenting.

Your stomach filled with dread as you stepped up to the professor's desk, having been called to stay after class. You wished that the anxiety pooling in the pit of your stomach would make way for the butterflies that appeared when you looked at the man, but the sinking feeling in you seemed to be winning out.

Professor Stark sat expectantly behind his desk, eyes on the last student besides you to leave the classroom, then on the door as it swung shut, and only when he heard the soft 'click' did he turn his attention to you.

"Miss Y/L/N, yes?" His voice was almost as mesmerizing than his face, deep and silky smooth, sending those butterflies that had been crushed by your anxiety fluttering about again.

You nodded silently, cheeks heating up as he smiled warmly at you, "Sweetheart," The pet name sent your heart soaring, the dread draining from your stomach, "There's something I'm a little concerned about. You seem to be spacey during classes. Is there any reason? Are you okay?"

You were fairly certain the 'spacey' demeanor he mentioned had shown itself most prominently today when you'd broken not one but two vials, and set fire to the sink at your lab table. Neither had been your proudest moment, and both had started because you were distracted in staring at your professor.

"Um, yes professor," You finally spoke. cursing yourself for the way your voice shook, "I'm fine. Really!" You insisted, waving away his concerned expression, "I'm just- This is," You paused, trying to come up with a lie, "This is a new environment for me, and it makes me a bit nervous."

"Well, if you're uncomfortable with our setup, you should probably be spending more time here." One of Professor Stark's hands came up to rub his jaw, "Would you have any interest in being my student aide? I've been looking for one for a while now. All you'd have to do would be sanitize equipment and help me grade. But it would get you a lot more time in here, and hopefully you'd be less anxious."

His proposal was given with a thoughtfully encouraging smile, but you couldn't help but take it further than just a helpful suggestion. He wanted you to help him? Every day? He wanted you to be his student aide? You knew absolutely nothing about chemistry, which was why you should have probably turned down the offer and gotten your delusions in check.

But you didn't.

"I think that's a fantastic opportunity, Mr. Stark," You smiled brightly, cheeks burning, "Thank you for considering it."

He brightened at your words, "Anything I can do to help." You would listen to his strong voice for the rest of your life if you could, and hey, this would be a start, "Now, I'd need you early in the morning until pretty late in the afternoon, and we'll start three days a week, Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. Does that work for you?"

You nodded eagerly, legs like jelly as you imagined what it would be like to be stuck in the lab with Professor Stark for three whole days a week, plus your regular class sessions. He smiled brightly at you, the charming sight only adding to your flustered reaction.

"Alright then, I'll see you at seven tomorrow morning?"

"Seven tomorrow morning," You confirmed, gripping the strap of your book bag as you dazedly made your way out of the classroom, nearly tripping over a garbage can on your way out, "Goodbye Professor!"

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