Favorite time of the year: as a person who’s constantly cold and lives in a place where it gets super cold during winters, i more than appreciate the warmer temperatures. i like the transitive periods at the beginning and the end of summer the most i think
Comfort food:pizza, pierogi and any kind of pasta tbh. or anything sweet that sends instant relief through my system afjskf
Do you collect something: i collect fridge magnets from the countries i’ve been to :)
Favorite drink: coffee but like the kind that makes some coffee drinkers mad at me for not appreciating “proper coffee” but the fancy flavored stuff lol aka latte, cappuccino, white mocha etc. also WATER. we have such a good tap water honestly i love it sm
Favorite song: like of all time?????? *forgets every song i’ve ever heard* no way i can answer that but you can pick any song from rm’s mono and say ‘this is your favourite song’ to me and i’ll be like yeah so true it is
Current favorite song: new florence+the machine album just dropped so i’ll say my love by fatm
Favorite fic:i haven’t read anything in such a long time, so no idea here :/
Welcome to Wednesday!! I have an update for the fans ofRun To You.
Don’t worry. The series is not going on hiatus or being abandoned. However, it will be delayed a little longer. I am so sorry. I never meant to start posting before I finished the story, but due to my magnificent procrastination skills, I had to post the first few chapters to meet deadlines for a challenge and bingo squares I used.
We’ve gotten to a tricky part in the tale, and I want to make sure that I don’t have any plot holes or miss a detail. So, it will be a couple of more weeks before the next chapter arrives. I want to finish the story before I start posting again. The concept and outline are there; I just need to fill in the blanks. The ending is already written…☺️
Here’s a little snippet that’s currently in one of the upcoming chapters.
The door opens, and he looks startled to see her. She pushes herself up, the sensation of pins and needles shoot up her spine, replacing the numbness, and she leans against the wall for support.
“Did you mean what you said earlier?”
He looks like a jungle cat ready to pounce. She nods, licking her lips.
“I need you to say it.” He growls, fingers furling and unfurling at his sides.
I appreciate your patience!
Any other authors or artists want to share something from a WIP?
Do some self-promotion! Get us excited about your upcoming works!
Tagging a few peeps that might have something to share.
So glad to hear that there will be more to the story. I love it. And will patiently not really wait (because you’re giving me no other choice, Kym! ).
And thank you for the tag; imagine I got a notification about it, lol. Obviously, I’m no writer. You know what I do, can’t really share any WIP, but there will be more of that. Like full-size Demon Dean - leftovers from your request, really, so I have more large GIFs of those long legs in action . The GIFset is ready long ago, but I will post it sometime next month. And I work on a few requests (awfully slow, apologies ).
I love the idea of self-promotion, so I’m going to tag a few of the many talented writers here to maybe share some of their WIPs with us. No pressure, but it will be lovely to see what you are up to.
Summary: Jensen wakes up on the floor of a strange hotel with a beautiful woman after a night of heavy drinking among other things
Pairings: Jensen Ackles x reader
Warnings: 18+, NSFW, swearing, drinking, fingering, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it, kids!), choking, creampie
Word Count: Don’t know, don’t care. It’s written on my phone
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Jensen’s POV
The floor was pounding. No, wait. It wasn’t the floor. It was his head. Fuck, it’ll take days for this hangover to subside. What was it Karl always told him to drink afterwards? Jensen slowly blinked his jade green eyes open, squinting at the still pink neon light shining through the window.
He slowly sat up, rubbing at his temples to try and loosen the tightness in his head. He closed his eyes again and drew in a shaky breath before opening them and looking around. He was still in his black suit, white button up with the top three undone, gold necklace glittering. He ran his fingers through his already tousled hair and spotted you lying on the bed, spread-eagle and snoring. Jensen chuckled to himself before the events of last nights’ excursions caught up with him…
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Reader’s POV (1st person)
Sugar. Honey. Burning. That’s how my throat and body felt. I tried to move. To stretch but each time I did my head throbbed and my pussy ached. Flashbacks of last night raced behind closed eyes. Jensen. Karl. Chase. They had invited me to this janky hotel after the photo shoot for drinks. I inwardly scoffed. A few drinks, my fucking ass. What did they give me? It was sweet, like honey but the name eluded me…
My pussy ached and I suddenly remembered. Jensen. His lips on mine, parting them with his tongue to taste the sweet alcohol. I pressed my thighs together, feeling my arousal come to life. Jensen. His hands and fingers left trails of fire on my skin as they touched and caressed every inch of me. Those thick fingers scissoring inside me as I screamed and came on his hand. He worked me like a guitar. He knew what ministrations made me squirm, writhe and coat his fingers. That wasn’t the only memory…
Jensen. Built like a Greek God from his Soldier Boy training. Massive shoulders and a muscular chest gave way to narrow hips that were lodged between my thighs as his long, thick cock pistoned in and out of my dripping cunt.
I moaned and squeezed my thighs together in remembrance. I felt the bed dip. Heard a chuckle somewhere in the recesses of my mind. Jensen. I felt his fingers on my thighs, prying them open. I opened my eyes to meet his. He was hovering over me, hair fucked-out, full lips tilted up in a devilish smirk.
“You need more”. A statement. Not a question. I nodded, opening my legs farther for him. In an effort to get his pants off, somehow he and I fell to the floor. I groaned in pain but still, Jensen crawled back up my body. He pushed my thighs open and without warning or hesitation, he lined himself up at my dripping cunt and thrust himself to the hilt. My back arched, breasts pressing into his chest and screamed. It was too much. The burning. The stretching. The fullness of him inside me and on me. I reached up to rake my nails down his arms as I wrapped my legs around his waist. No doubt he would carry the welts for a few days.
He was relentless. Powerful, deep, demanding thrusts. My pussy ached, my walls gripping his cock in the desperate need to milk the come from his body. My back was dragging along the rug underneath me. I’d have rug burns for a week. Jensen’s hands gripped my hips in an attempt to hold me in place. No doubt I’d have bruises but I was past the point of caring. I suddenly grabbed the lapels of his jacket, pulling him to me in a searing kiss. His hips snapped into me harder and deeper. He brought one hand between us to rub my clit furiously as the other shot up around my throat.
“Come. Now”, Jensen demanded. The sheer dominant tone had my body obeying and I broke. I screamed again, gushing. It ran down my thighs. Coated his cock. He fucked me through my orgasm, his body taught. His thrusts becoming deeper and faster. Suddenly he stilled, throwing his head back and roaring out his own release. I felt his cock throb. Felt the warmth of his come as he shot rope after rope. I wouldn’t be able to walk for a week.
Having internet friends is an experience. Did you eat today? I can’t believe your sister hasn’t apologized yet, what a bitch. Drink a glass of water right now. Want to see a cat picture? I love you. I know you better than your parents. I don’t know your name. I’m having a rough day, can you talk to me about your favorite videogame? I love you. Good morning means good night means good afternoon means go to sleep. Here’s a doodle I made in class. I’m stealing your clothes as we speak, they’re so pretty. I love you. I love your pet. What does your hair look like? I’d love to see that weird leaf. I love you. I’m making you your favorite food. Thank you for holding my secrets for me. I love you. We’re having a coffe date. I love you. I’m giving you a screen-sized hug. I love you. I love you. I love you.
Whatever this post says is the absolute truth. Never in my life had I imagined that people who are on the other side of the world or even on my side but in a different country could mean so much to me. That they could become family, people I could trust to help me bury a dead body or listen to my rants without judging.
I love each and everyone of you and I only just joe realized that I was tagged to this by my babe @dean-winchesters-bacon by the super awesome @princessmisery666by@b3autyfuldisast3r ( I think ♀️) but because I’m known for being very forgetful ( it comes with age ) I wanna thank all of you so much. My life has been so much better after meeting you.
Zee!! ❤️❤️
My life is the one who is blessed to know you. I can honestly say that without all of you amazing souls my life would definitely suck. You all are some of the best friends I could ask for and you bring such joy to my life! ❤️❤️❤️
Oh, God! Kym!!! Thank you for tagging me, my lovely! I’m like a kid in a candy shop, lol. Drooling all over.
Okay, you know my kink is this fine specimen’s gorgeous face, so this will be my contribution to this glorious post (+ some of his body parts for the thrill of it)
Tagging everyone brave enough to contribute or at least Reblog so we can all enjoy posts like this in the future.
I asked my boyfriend in Canada once, how he deals with polar bears because I was curious about what to do and he was like, just be calm, let them know you’re there, and give them space and they’ll usually just go away.
Lots of angst, I know… sorry. Again, this is a work in process. So far, I listed a few of my favourite fics about breakup and heartbreak.
Closure (Part 1andPart 2)by@themaraudersmistress | Young! Sirius Black x Reader | Good or bad, sometimes all you need is closure. This is such a beautifully written story, no happy ever after though.
Issuesby@fandomsfeelsandfanfics | Sirius Black x Fem!Reader | Angsty young!sirius imagine where he breaks up with the reader because of his issues (thinking he won’t be good for her etc) and hangs out with other girls to convince the reader he doesn’t love her anymore, at the same time he’s jealous when other guys approach her, then something happens to the reader and he’s super nervous and asks for forgiveness because sirius realizes he can’t live withour her.
Thinking about youby@fives-cup-of-coffee | Sirius black x reader (marauders era) | You and Sirius used to be in a relationship. This is the story of how everything turned to nothing at all.
Let me know if you have any other suggestions to add to this list.
Thank you for including me ! Closure was one of my faves so I’m so happy you loved it too ❤
(obviously, none of the listed below are written by me. this is just a complied list of all my favourite fics that i just love too much. if you particularly like any of the fics below, please let the amazing writers and creators know because they are simply just that amazing )
* - Angst (prepare your hearts)
♡ - Personal Favourites.
Last Updated: 13/03/21
(this is still uncompleted and unedited, so some warnings may not be there yet. and apologies if i get any tags wrong! xx)
