Very short! If you want to run with it and write the rest, be my guest :)

“Mmph–” The sound is swallowed, tongue over slick tongue, noses pressed into sooty cheeks.  His hands are grabbing the back of Tommy’s head, his suspenders, his sweaty biceps, just pawing at anything and everything all at once.  “Evan, m–mmh– maybe we should–” Buck hums back into the kiss, not really paying attention to what Tommy is trying to say.  They’re tucked in a corner in a service staircase, pressed against the grimy walls of the hospital. As hiding spots go, this is a pretty good one. Buck doesn’t relent, teeth catching on Tommy’s bottom lip as he licks and rocks and moans into him. Tommy’s losing the thread. He needs to slow down, be the voice of reason, but Evan is so good. So he does what he can. Tommy grabs Buck by the hips forcefully, turning them and pining Buck against the wall. The sound Buck makes is enough to break Tommy but he shakes his head, putting an inch of distance between them as it’s all he’s able to muster.  “Evan. Baby. We’ve gotta–” “I know some of the staff here I’m sure we could get an on-call room or–” “Buck.” Tommy chuckles. He rarely uses the nickname, if ever, but when he does, it’s mostly teasing or scolding. Or in this case, both. “People are gonna wonder, and my turnout coat is still unattended upstairs and besides–” Buck starts to protest but Tommy presses a finger to Buck’s mouth. His voice drops low then, eyes following his finger to Buck’s kiss-swollen lips. “I’m very dirty.”

Okay so I haven't written since my burst 2-3 weeks ago, and I'm sorry to those who tagged me 🙃 I've been creatively paralyzed by the hiatus lol I forgot how to be a person

NP tags ~ @tizniz @hippolotamus

Pairing: Max Fewtrell/Lando Norris Rating: General Audiances (possible to change) Warnings: Light Bullying, Enemies to Lovers Chapter: 6/10

Summary:

There was one thing Max loved, and that was riding but he didn't come from a family that would ever give him that life. So, he settled for working in high-end stables as a stable boy. After leaving his last job with the Leclerc family, Max lands a stable boy job with the best, youngest showjumper in the world, Lando Norris. Max tried to keep his distance from Lando as much as possible, to keep himself free of as much bullying as he could. However, time will tell if these two work out their differences and become more.

ummmm ok! but im being noncanon and tangential about it 🥰 whatever all our souls are made of ours are the same [deep unrestrained weary sigh] ft sophie

send me a pairing and/or prompt idea and i'll write something about it! <3

"Aric…?"

Sophie clutched her arms, her skin crawling with the sickening realization: "All this… Kingdoms ransacked and pillaged, people slaughtered—my friends hurt and killed! And it was all for… for—"

"For love," the Snake said softly.

I always grew up being told by my mom she wanted to have a girl. She always said that she wanted to have a daughter and name her [deadname]. I always grew up being told that [deadname] is such a pretty name for a girl. Even though it made me feel very, deeply uncomfortable to be called a girl, I smiled and thanked the person who said it to me.

I always grew up being told that I was my dad's little girl. He always told me that he would beat off the boys with a bat. He always told me that he wouldn't let any boys near me. Even though the idea of being with a boy made me feel very deeply uncomfortable, I smiled and laughed and said "Dad, stop".

I always grew up having long hair. My mom always told the hairdresser to "just give her a trim, I don't want people to think she's a boy". People always told me that I couldn't cut my hair short because I have such long, pretty hair that other girls would kill for. Even though long hair made me feel very, deeply uncomfortable, I smiled and kept my long hair.

I always grew up wearing pink, girly clothes. I was always told to be careful in my clothes. People always told me that I couldn't play with the boys because I could ruin my clothes. Even though wearing pink, frilly shirts and skirts made me feel very, deeply uncomfortable, I smiled and made sure to keep my clothes spot less.

I always grew up being told who I am. People always tried to put me in a box. People always thought they knew what was best for me and so they put labels on me. Even though those labels made me feel very, deeply uncomfortable, I smiled and went along with them.

Chapters: 2/? Fandom: Lupin III Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Arsène Lupin III/Zenigata Kouichi Characters: Zenigata Kouichi, Arsène Lupin III Additional Tags: this started from an rp between a friend and me, brief mention of goro yatagarasu, prepare for angst, This Is Why We Can't Have Nice Things, the title is probably misleading . there is no smut in here [ laughs in sex repulsed asexual ], prepare for me to pull a sonic underground, and leave you all on a cliffhanger because i've probably cancelled this, depictions of torture/abuse, EVENTUALLY we get to the romance but it's mostly pain, homos. they r gay, also possible mentions of the rest of the gang, Heist gone wrong Summary:

First chapter of the first part of my Thriller AU series bapey, werewolf time

Summary:

Bill Denbrough lives a happy life, three amazing best friends, an adorable little brother he loves more than anything in this world, the whole world in his hands.

But he's reckless, and too curious for his own good. And after the mysterious white wolf attacks, he's left with changes of his own. Fear and anger have become the new norm in this hell of blood and fur, with the wolf that turned him stalking them at every turn, but at least he still has his friends... right?

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Archive Warning: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: M/M, Multi, Other

Relationships: Bill Denbrough/Richie Tozier, Eddie Kaspbrak/Stanley Uris, Ben Hanscom/Beverly Marsh