not to be rude but do you need tips on writing fics ..đ
My Dear Anons,
This is the 2nd message I've received 'anonymously' in the past few days. Same RUDENESS each time.
If you're going to be rude & insult my fics then at least have the guts to say it off anon. I don't bite... mostly.
If you don't like my writing style, then you're more than welcome to keep on scrolling. No need to stop on in & leave me messages telling me, 'I should be embarrassed' & to 'stop posting my shit.'
Criticism doesn't bother me one bit because I get that some people don't like the way I write but this? Nah... I'm good & I'll keep on doing what I've been doing.
Thanks though,
Your Favorite Neighborhood Little Wolf đş
Some of you have gotten way too comfortable treating writers like we're your fucking employees waiting for a performance review.
We do not need your unsolicited "tips," and we certainly don't need strangers telling us how to write because we don't match their personal tastes.
Here's a tip for you though, stupid anon: if you're so convinced you know exactly how the story should be written, open a blank fucking document and write something yourself. Post it. Build your own audience. Put in the same time and effort you're so eager to demand from everyone else. AO3 is free. Tumblr is free. Nobody is stopping you.
Until then, stop acting fucking stupid, writers don't owe you anything. We write because we enjoy it, not because we're trying to earn approval from someone who contributes absolutely nothing to the fandom besides hiding behind anon messages and throwing out stupid ass comments.
And to every lovely LaDS writer: keep writing the stories you want to write. Your creativity doesn't need permission from people who aren't even brave enough to attach a username to their opinions.
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a/n: hi hi ! quick caleb thing i thought of bc i saw this tiktok, i love u yandere caleb âŚ
âokay i found his instagram, he seems normal? he has a sister so thatâs a green flag right?â the light from your FaceTime call on your laptop is the only thing lighting up your bedroom.
your friends voice comes through the speaker, âyes! it seems like he has good friendships too and doesnât brag about the colonel stuff either so thatâs good,â she adds on. you nod, both of you continuing to dig deeper into calebâs life.
you liked caleb, he seemed like a great guy! he was kind, respectful, funny and really fucking hot. there had to be a catch, right?
only a couple clicks later and youâd managed to find his address.
âdude, i think i just found his address,â you laugh, hand covering your mouth.
a ding caused your eyes to flicker to the top of your phone
caleb :P : hey what are you up to? i just got home im so tired :((
âhe just texted me right now, said he just got home,â the heat rushes to your cheeks immediately as you text back, smiling when he responds only seconds later.
âhelloooo im still on the call yâknow,â your friend brings you back to reality. you giggle, apologizing before focusing at the task on hand once more. âwhatâs his address? send it, letâs see what kind of neighborhood he lives in,â your friend wiggles her brows at you and you immediately screenshot the house and send a link over.
your fingers move quicker than your eyes, too used to her contact being the first to pop up on the share button. youâd forgotten how often youâd been sending things to caleb.
âdid you get it?â you ask, already scrolling down the street of his house in skyhaven.
âno? you havenât sent me anything yet,â she replies easily. the color drains from your face as you open your message app.
[1 screenshot sent]
[1 link attatched]
all sent to caleb.
âoh my god, Iâm so fucked dude,â your eyes widen, heart falling through your ass as the one word you now dreaded the most appeared in conversation. read.
âwhy what happened?â
âI sent him his own address. Iâve never once been over.â the mortification is obvious in your face, your friend immediately mirrors your expression.
âmaybe you can unsend it?â
me: oh my god i swear this isnât what it looks like
âhe read it- fuck heâs typing oh my god Iâm so fucked itâs so over for me, Iâm so fuckingââ
caleb :P : i live in the next house over not that one. 104, not 105
âholy fuck,â you mumbled, heart racing as you read his text over for the nth time, your friend shrieks over the phone. okay maybe youâre not completely done for.
caleb sits in bed, smiling at his screen.
youâd finally taken the bait, followed the trail heâd left of himself online. pretty posed pictures, a perfectly curated account. everything you liked and everything you wanted. he put just enough information for you to find everything youâd wanted if you dug juuust a bit, if you were like him. and now he knows you were like him.
caleb is relieved, shutting the live feed off from the camera heâd installed in your bedroom. youâll be over at his tomorrow, heâll make sure of it.
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đ ę° âŠ smut â mdni â characters are adults. boyfriend!megumi fushiguro and fem!reader. established relationship, somnophilia, pussy jobs, clothed sex, free use, cum play. ę° gumi decides that getting you off feels best when youâre asleep and dreaming. ęą
megumi likes them most when youâre too tired for a proper fucking. he crawls over you while you sleep and shrouds you in his shadow â wide shoulders kissed by moonlight that hide you from the eclipse â his fingers soft against your hips like the gentle twinkle of stars in the distance as he presses your knees into your shoulders.
âeasy, baby girl, sâjust me,â his voice is hoarse with crumbling restraint, weighed down in his throat by his insatiable greed. sweatpants have long since been rolled down and nestled under balls that twitch with a brilliant and impending load. megumiâs cock his heavy against your stomach â the head vibrant red whilst it oozes pre onto the frilly waistband of your panties.
at first â he smacks himself against your clothed core, prodding at your hole which he craves the energy to fill. for now, megumi makes it work. he finds that he adores the white cotton undergarments you wear. frilly with a delicate pink bow just under your navel. he doesnât take them off. too fond of the decoration to his sin. he doesnât even tuck them to the side, he slides himself through the loop of fabric at your leg and thrusts. careful, tentative, and slow as if to make you really feel it. prominent veins pulsing where they meet your beating clit.
you stir cutely, calling his name as if to greet him in your dream. megumi kisses the crease between your brows â soothing, attentive. âiâve got you, let me make you feel good.â
claggy, syrupy sounds cling to the cool night, arousal catching on megumiâs shaft with each pass through your sopping mound. youâve probably no idea how wet you are, tendrils of sleep woven around your mind â making you pliant and perfect for him. he hisses when you clench around nothing but catch on every part of him, aching to be filled with his length.
the gusset of your soft cotton panties darken in the exchange of slick and precum â the gooey strands forming a strong web where he ends and you begin. much like the rise of your sun and the fall of his moon, the cycle of pleasure is endless and it embraces you even in deep slumber. his hips draw back, pearlescent and slender, and his mushroomed tip slips beneath the scalloped edge of your underwear once more. using nimble fingers and a gentle grip as to not spark any over-sensitivity â fushiguro takes hold of himself, his curved lengthy shaft bobbing in between nimble digits, for better leverage. rubbing his milky oozing head back and forth over your arousal beading nub.
occasionally he dips past the tight ring of your entrance, shuddering at your iron grip â pride tingling within the gap between brain and his skull at how selfishly you lock down on him even when youâre not awake to show the world.
heâll always count his lucky stars that youâre so eager, so willing to let him have you as he sees fit. awake or asleep your precious pussy belongs to him. in the depths of your consciousness she craves him, itâs obvious in the way your hips canter upwards to meet megumiâs as your high approaches like rushing rapids. the manner in which your back bows towards the night sky â forcing his chest to yours as though you are trying to fuse your heartbeats into one.
âso good to me. so fucking good.â megumi coos under his breath, hidden beneath his aerated moans because he cums not too long after. limbs wobbly with his collapse on top of you imminent. his weight your shaky, sleepy frame is accompanied a shot of translucent, viscous white into the seat of your panties. the flood swirling with heated gush of nectar from your abused slit. all of it smears lewdly through your abused folds, white on your sensitive clit in the form of his signature.
lashes kiss your cheeks and neck whilst megumi steadies himself in the scent of sex and warmth of your skin. his breath shattered and mystified against you.
âi can be even better,â you murmur to him, feeling him flinch in surprise when your fingers curl in midnight locks at the nape of his neck â roused by the cooling mess between your thighs. âif you cum inside next time.â
all megumi can do is groan â hungry and appreciative because you really are always so ready for him.
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content: MDNI, cockwarming, exhibitionism, chat is bullying Choso so hard, established relationship, use of pet names (baby, princess), modern AU, unprotected piv sex, Choso being a tease(but he talks you through it)
a/n: based on this ask!!
art by @aransmind and divider by @anitalenia!
"Worst stream of the year. Okay, dunno why I read that one," Choso murmured, scratching the back of his hair and squinting at the incoming chat messages.
thesixeyes:there's NO way he's actually this bad lololol
k1ng0fcurs3s: have you considered killing yourself?
Maybe he wasn't the best at this game (or any), but still, ouch. Most of the other streamers he'd become friends with over the past year probably would just time the guy out, get their mods to ban the worst offenders, but his mod team only consisted of one person - his younger brother.
And he hated asking Yuji to do anything - even if it was something he volunteered for.
Sometimes he was tempted to quit. But then again, if he'd never started streaming, he never would've met you.
"Do any of you guys know where I'm supposed to go next?" He brushed it off, returning his attention to the map on the screen, his mouth automatically curled up just at the idea of you probably watching from the bedroom, curled up in his blankets with your phone propped up on the pillow.
chosospr1ncess: end stream pls
And now the image of you had new details, your hand between your thighs, your canines tugging at your lower lip. Impatient and needy, soft whispers of his name falling from your mouth.
"Hold on a sec, chat," He muttered, picking up his phone from his desk, opening up his messages to send you a short one: Come here.
Your laugh was loud enough to hear through the not-entirely-effective soundproofing padding the wall separating his office from the bedroom. Choso wasn't the only one who heard.
The chat was going faster than he could read, half of them calling just calling bullshit.
"You guys wanna meet my girlfriend?" He paused the game now, readjusting the camera higher, cutting off everything below his chest. The new chorus of she's not real and he's actually lost it was interrupted by two short knocks on the door. "Come in, baby."
It took a single look at the blush staining your cheeks to know his fantasy wasn't just fiction, the slight tremble in your legs as you walked over to his gaming chair.
He tugged you into his lap once you were within reach, brushing the hair off your neck and wrapping his arms tight around your waist. God, he didn't think he'd ever smelled anything so delicious.
"Isn't she pretty?"
Perched on his thighs, your lips fixed in an adorable pout at being interrupted, glancing between him and the webcam then over to the chat, currently flooded with accusations and theories that he must've paid you.
"You gonna say hi to them, baby?" He muttered in your ear, humming softly against your skin, a thin sheen of sweat making a few stray hairs stick to your neck from your attempt at keeping preoccupied without him.
"Hi," You repeated, already squirming in his lap before he'd even done anything.
k1ng0fcurs3s: are you as bad in bed as you are playing this?
k1ng0fcurs3s: id fuck your girl better
"Yuji, ban that guy," You moved the mouse, frowning as you talked, copying the username of and sending it to the private chat already open offscreen.
While he'd rather be the one taking care of you, it was sweet to see you get worked up on his behalf, readjusting on his lap like he'd somehow miss the damp spot on your panties soaking through his sweatpants, the slick still coating your thighs.
You were reading whatever message caught your attention next, too distracted to notice his hands tugging down his sweatpants, freeing his cock so he could shove your underwear and tiny shorts aside. It wasn't until he already aligned himself, started inching his way that you realized what he really called you in here for.
"I, um, oh-" Your stutter was adorable, your spine going stiff as you clamped down around him. But there was almost no resistance, not after you had prepped yourself so nicely for him.
"She can be a little camera shy," Choso informed the chat, scooting the chair closer, watching your face in frame in the bottom corner, all glossy-eyed and flustered.
"Y-yeah," You stammered, really squirming now as he suddenly brought you down all the way on him under the guise of readjusting, barely managing to control your facial expressions in front of the thousand or so people currently tuned in live absolutely oblivious to the fact you were being crammed full of your boyfriend's cock.
"Since I apparently suck at this, why don't you try?" He casually offered, his voice gravelly, struggling not to get caught up in the sinful way you seemed to suck him in. How tightly your thighs were pressed together, the throb of your walls around him while your chin barely bobbed in reply. "What do you guys think?"
Embarrassingly enough for him, even with his tip grinding against your cervix, forced to swallow your moans at every throb and twitch of his cock filling you up, you were still doing better than he was ten minutes ago.
Dodging attacks and actually striking down the creepy-looking monsters, your brows knitted together so tightly while you tried desperately to concentrate on the screen, clicking frantically with the mouse and hitting the keys. Each time you jolted at a new jumpscare was some new form of torture, his attempts at teasing twisted back on him when he couldn't do anything except twitch, barely restraining the temptation to turn the camera off and fuck you right there on the desk.
"Shit," Your curse came out more like a whine when you died, chipping away at his cool facade, his forearm pressing you tighter against his chest, hips rolling ever-so-slightly up to drive himself deeper.
"Just load the last save," He quietly instructed, resting his chin on your collarbone and wondering if the camera was sharp enough to pick up how you shuddered at the hoarse sound of his voice, lips pressing together tightly to conceal the noise you were so desperate to make.
thesixeyes: he'd know lol he's already died like fifty times
"You havin' fun?" Choso ignored the chat, ignored the game, his attention entirely devoted by how much you were tensing up listening to him talk. Using his muscled forearm to add more pressure, not particularly caring how clingy of a boyfriend he probably looked on screen.
Who could blame him when his girlfriend was you?
If you were in the room, he had to be touching you, whether it was a hand on your waist or his mouth on your neck. He tried - really - to give you space, but it was like you had hollowed every inch of his heart out, everything empty without your touch, your scent, your warmth to fill the ache.
"Mhm," You made a tiny noise, blinking too fast, lashes fluttering too hard. Trying to discreetly grind down against him, search for any sort of friction to soothe the burn from being stuck and stretched in place. You started the save back up, eyes narrowing like you needed to focus just to die again at the first enemy that popped up. "Fuck."
"Sorry, sweetheart," He hummed, his hand drifting down and out of sight of the camera to rub against your poor, neglected clit. Massaging rough circles over the swollen bud, your entire body freezing at his heavy touch. "Keep trying."
Craning your head back to look at him, to shield your silent plea pout from your audience, his own muscles tensing at how cute you looked like that, your bottom lip pushed out and chewed up from how much you'd been biting it since you sat down. He wanted to kiss it, to tug it between his own teeth, to taste you on his tongue and trace every last inch of you.
"It's hard," Your complaint was strained, your thighs rustling together as you shifted your weight, like you couldn't decide if you should get up or stay there. He rolled your clit between two sturdy fingers though, your jaw going slack at the sudden sensation, your eyes practically glazed over and mouth in a pretty little 'o' as you kept your focus on him.
"You can handle it," Choso reassured, like sweat wasn't pricking at his own brows, a few loose strands of his bangs starting to stick to his forehead. Still, he nodded back towards the screen, your attention reluctantly returning to the game. "Keep going."
Watching you through the camera while all the assholes in chat watched him fuck you, the comments that had been cruel before now filled with cheesy compliments (and a few crude ones too that he'd be sure to take care of himself later.)
Your movements were jittery, fingers hitting the keys at the wrong time, missing hits even he thought were easy, somehow managing to get turned around and lost. Your face all scrunched together when you skimmed over the chat for tips as if Choso's wasn't currently smashed against your cervix. You were close, your breathing uneven, everything squeezing so hard like the pressure was too much, the tension ready to snap at any second.
"Do, I, um-" You paused, your pitchy voice struggling to finish like you were too fucked out to remember what you were trying to ask in the first place.
All it took was one more rough drag of his thumb over the sensitive bundle of nerves, and it was over, a moan you couldn't contain spilling out that, your hand flying over your mouth, attempting to disguise the sound as a cough while you scrunched your eyes closed.
"Feeling okay, princess?" He teased, muttering softly into your skin while your thighs trembled on top of his. The hazy look in your eyes, like you had half as many brain cells than what you came in there with.
"Just, uh, had something in my throat," You excused, sucking in a sharp breath while you squirmed from the constant stimulation. If you wanted something in your throat, he would be more than happy to oblige.
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how do i get a submissive werewolf to mark me? just edge him until he does!!
wc: 1,441
content: f!reader, reader and valko are both switches? nicknames like puppy, good boy. praising and degrading, fang play, blood, biting, marking, mention of knotting, mention of exhibitionism, he has his ears and tail k, hybrid?? edging, unedited (soz i wrote FAST)
the forest surrounding your village had been riddled with werewolves for as long as youâd been alive. your parents and the elders have always warned you away from them, saying that those who go into the woods at night are either never seen again or are found mangled and half-eaten.
youâd hear the snarls and snaps of their jaws some nights, wondering if they were fighting over a deer or someone stupid enough to wander in there. normally, if it were the latter, youâd hear screams you could never unhear.
werewolves were volatile, possessive, and predatory- they were said to be the most dominant creatures on the earth. so why had this werewolf been submitting to you for months now?
youâre sitting on his lap, his thick cock pressed against your belly leaking pre and staining your thin slip. heâd long since ripped off your pajamas, the fabric somewhere shredded on the ground.
your hand pumps him slowly, torturing him with the pace. he knew better than to do that- how many times had you gotten onto him about ruining your outfits?! you weren't made of money, and your parents were starting to catch on to your clothes all having strange stitching holding them together!
âdid i tell you to stop?â you chastise him, your free hand reaching up to grab his fluffy ear, pulling his head back.
valko whines and looks up at you with golden eyes, eyebrows pulling together. âit feels too good, i got distracted-â
âhm.â you drop the hand that was pumping him. âfine. since you canât handle two things at once, youâll lose your privileges."
âno, please.â he begs, head going back to where you wanted it in the crook of your neck.
his rough tongue licked up and down the column of your neck, lapping at it.
you hum happily, hand instinctively going back to stroking him, faster than before. âgood boyy, see, you know how to listen after all.â
he nods and whimpers, tongue kitten licking the spot where your neck meets your shoulder. the exact spot youâd been begging him to bite for weeks.
maybe if you play your cards right this time, he would finally do it?
âsuch a sweet puppy, aren't you?â you ask, voice low in the way he likes it. you tighten your fingers at his tip, watching as he leaks out and stains your fingers.
though you didnât have much experience with human men, you knew enough to know that werewolves had much larger cocks. you hadnât even let him fuck you yet due to the sheer size of him- you were sure it would break you.
valkoâs fluffy tail wags at your praise. âuh huhh, iâve been so good. waited for you, havenât touched myself in a week- mmh!â he shudders when you slide a finger over his slit.
you nod in approval, scratching behind one of his ears. he leans into the scratching, an eye closing in pleasure.
âiâve almost got you trained then, havenât i? such a strong creature tamed by a human.â you huff out a laugh, hand moving faster as you try to get him close. âhow pathetic. what if the rest of your pack saw you like this?â
valko growled, the sound low and barely there. he knew better than to truly defy you, keeping his annoyance to a minimum. his tongue continued to lick, the roughness scratching at your skin like sandpaper.
you took his silence as an answer, and his panting as a sign that he was close. close enough for you to try once again.
âwanna cum?â
valko nodded and tried to look up at you from his position at your neck, golden eyes glowing slightly and pleading with yours. âplease?â
you shivered at his voice. despite his physical submission to you, his voice always reminded you that he was a dangerous predator. it was deep, not at all like the airy and whiny voices of submissive human men youâd encountered.
maybe thatâs why you were so fond of him- knowing that if he truly wanted to, he could kill you. but he wonât, because youâve got him trained like heâs no more than a stray.
you halt your hand on his cock once more, making him whine and arch his back. âmark me and iâll let you cum.â you purr into his fuzzy ear, biting down on the peak of it.
valko rears back, his face contorting from the blissed out state it was just in to the tense scowl he normally wears when heâs not with you.
âyou know i canât mark you, it wouldnât be safe.â
he tries to back up, but you keep an iron grip on the base of his cock, holding him still. âmarking me is the only way to keep me safe- how stupid are you? your packmates are going to find out about this eventually, do you think theyâll let me live?â
valko doesnât look convinced. he scoffs and shakes his head. âmarking you brings attention to you, right now no one knows you exist. they wonât be happy that i chose a human as my mate, either.â
you raise an eyebrow at his defiance. âhm. fine.â you stand and brush your slip off. âif you canât have a human as your mate, you shouldnât have one as your fuck buddy then either, should y- hey!â
you yelp as valko grabs your wrists and yanks you back down onto his lap. he puts your hand back on his cock, wrapping your fingers around it as he strokes himself over you.
his voice comes out gravely and rough against your skin. âfine. if i mark you, you understand that i have to knot you also?â
you swallow hard and think about it. if you thought his dick would be too big for you, how hard would the knot be to take..?
you clench around nothing at the idea, wetness already seeping through your thin panties. the answer was a no-brainer.
âdeal.â
no sooner than the word left your mouth did valko bite down on the juncture between neck and shoulder. the pain was excruciating, causing you to scream and writhe on his lap.
snarls and howls sounded in the background, no doubt in response to your screaming. normally, youâd be terrified, because having a whole pack hunting you would lead to your death, but you werenât worried.
they couldnât hurt you, not with valkoâs mark on you. the bite left your head fuzzy and your body tingling.
valko was licking your wound over with care, a sound like purring emanating from him. after he deemed it properly cared for, he looked your face over to make sure you were okay.
âdonât pass out on me, puppy.â he teases, hand cradling the back of your head as he smiles.
heâs still moving your hand in time with his on his cock, albeit slower than before.
your eyes zero in on his teeth- more specifically his fangs that are coated in your blood from the bond mark.
without even thinking, you lean forward and lick his fangs, tasting your own metallic blood.
a strangled moan left valko when you did this, unintentionally sending him over the edge. his hips bucked up into the hands you both had around him, cum spurting out in thick streams, landing on both of your chests.
how were you supposed to know that werewolves had sensitive fangs?
once his high wore down, you heard loud footsteps approaching and panicked. âshould we go? what if-â
valko hummed and nuzzled his nose into the mark he left on you. âno, no no, i still have to knot you, remember? now whoâs the one that doesnât listen.â he teases.
you glare at him. if your mind wasnât so fuzzy, youâd put him back in his place. maaaybe you could let him be in charge for onceâŚ
âyouâre not gonna take me somewhere nicer to fuck me?â
valko looks around in confusion. âwhatâs wrong with this?â
you raise an eyebrow at him and tap your hand on the hard dirt you. âuh, maybe that itâs hard and, i donât know, the forest floor?â
valko shrugged and maneuvered you onto your back, crawling over you and pushing one sode of your slip up. âit wonât hurt.â he kisses between your breasts.
âwhat about when your pack shows up? youâre going to let them see me naked?â
valko rubs his thick tip against your soaked panties, tilting his head. âlet them watch. itâs customary for packmates to watch each other mate.â his golden eyes meet yours and he smirks slightly. âyouâll get the full experience.â
a/n: THIS IS MY MAN THIS IS MY MAIN IDCCCC also im prepared for him to be crazy ooc when his content drops lolz. ive never written anything like this before so if i missed tagging smth PLS let me know so i can add it!!
thick moon divider from @uzmacchiato , thin moon divider from @cyberangel-graphics
Hehe, I'm impressed you're still conscious. One last chance. Now... are you going to "cooperate"? Aww, cat got your tongue? Then let's play a little game.
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choking a dom out while they pound into you and watching their eyes flutter and their strokes get sloppier from the lack of oxygen going to their brain. now we're both getting fucked stupid <3