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Princess Ace @princessace.bsky.social · 14/10/2026

This spicy short with Daryl and Billy has been ongoing/unfinished for ages now, continuing bit by bit. Appropriately featuring a lot of edging lol. cw spicy, amab genitalia mentions, dom/sub vibes #queerromance #romance #lore #WIP

“Where are your manners, darling? Can’t ask nicely?” Billy kissed along Daryl’s happy trail, kissed his shaking thighs, kissed the soft musky hair at the base of his cock. He whined, licking his lips, and opened his mouth. Any possible begging was overwhelmed by his loud moan as Billy licked their tongue over his dripping tip. “Want you begging properly, kitten.”
“Pl – oh, god, lover, yes!” There was no way Daryl could form coherent sentences as Billy’s mouth and tongue descended on him. Licking, sucking, taking him deep into perfect wet warmth… He was going insane. He was going to cum. “I’m gonna – oh, fuck – please!”
There. There. Billy’s tongue was too good, too all-knowing, never easing up where they knew drove him crazy. One hand disappeared into Billy’s curls, the other grabbing at the sheets below, toes scrunching against the fabric. Right fucking there.
“No!” Tears gushed down his cheeks, choking on his shout and devolving into whimpers. His whole body was trembling. Billy watched him with a stupid smug smile, hand tight around the base of his cock again, leaving him soaked and miserable. He sniffed loudly. His lover’s hands moved away from his throbbing need, instead rubbing his hips and up his sides. They kissed up his torso again, with special attention to each nipple before nuzzling against his jaw. “Fuck…”
“Such a sexy mess for me, pretty kitten,” Billy murmured, kissing over his tear tracks before wiping his cheeks with their thumbs. A strangled whimper was the only response. They kissed him softly. “Breathe, darling.”
“Please, hah. Can I – wanna – fuck, make me cum for you, lover, please?” Terribly messy begging, absolutely obvious in his desperation, but Billy loved each babbled word. They slid two fingers into Daryl’s mouth, cutting off more incomplete begging.

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Princess Ace @princessace.bsky.social · 14/10/2026

Still playing with early Mac and Sean meeting, but there's a specific bully they deal with (high school is rough, y'all). (tw homophobia, sort of more slut-shaming?). Other bully confrontations for other characters tend to be their own families, unfortunately. #QueerPrompts #WIP #snippet #lore

“Hey, I actually live around here too,” Mac said abruptly, glancing around them. Sean blinked and looked around too; he had forgotten the rest of the world existed for a while, just walking on autopilot. They were a block from his house now. Mac smiled as he looked down at him again and Sean’s stomach flipped. “We’re that house around the corner with a giant skeleton in the yard.”
“That’s fucking cool, we just have basic flamingos,” Sean said, shrugging. Mac’s eyes met his again, and something warm bloomed into the moment. He smiled and tried to ignore the pull on his split lip; Mac was worth it.
“Woah, look what we got here,” a snide voice called, a group of snickers following. Sean’s smile vanished. Mac noticed, looking from him to the group that had appeared behind a few feet away. Chris and his cronies, Jeff and Stu, shared some of their classes, even hung out with Mac sometimes, and could pack a serious punch. And now Chris was assessing the two of them. The sneer on his face had Sean’s blood running cold. “Lowering your standards, Mac?”
“Just walking my friend home,” Mac replied, the confused frown back on his face again. Chris and his cronies laughed like he’d told the biggest joke. Sean could see Mac looking at him, but he refused to meet his gaze. “What’s funny?”
“Don’t get too close, he might just want in your pants,” Chris chuckled. The cruel glint in his eyes landed full force on Sean, who couldn’t help stumbling back.
“What the fuck?”
Mac’s words crashed through Sean like an iceberg. He didn’t look, he couldn’t look, he couldn’t bear to see the face of disgust to match the tone.
“Sorry,” he muttered and took off running. He ignored Mac calling his name and the smug laughter. He didn’t stop until he crashed through his front door. His chest heaved, tears gathering, and he sprinted down the hall into his room without a word to his worried mom.

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Princess Ace @princessace.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

she got the spirits (ba dum tss) 👻 decorations are up, orange spice cake in the oven, Ghost Files on the TV 🎃

Selfie of author eyebrows up, wearing a headband with ghosties. They’re on their couch with a table behind featuring a faux dragon skull and a Mickey Mouse pumpkin.

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Princess Ace @princessace.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

Very much still a WIP but nearly there on second spooky one-shot. I have a series of ideas around my OC pairings maybe a little too much like their costumes; this one with Suna as a mermaid and Sean & Mac as pirates 🧜‍♀️☠️ I just had to share this exchange, it made me laugh. #WriteSky #WIPSnip #snippet

“You shut up.” Sean grabbed the taller man’s collar, forcing him to lean in closer.
Suna giggled and they froze, turning back to her. The warmth of her amusement burst over their faces, along with their own embarrassment, as they straightened up quickly.
“I heard a mermaid’s kiss can save you from drowning.” Sean almost groaned at Mac’s cheesy flirting. But Suna kept smiling at them. As long as she kept smiling, he’d support anything Mac blurted.
“Is that so? Are you drowning?” Suna teased.
“I really think we might be,” Sean replied.
“I will jump in this lake right now,” Mac said at the same time.
Suna laughed. She laughed a bright, sharp series of laughs that broadened her whole face.

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Princess Ace @princessace.bsky.social · 08/10/2026

"Dragon" - Fae/Witch AU. Kori goes by Nyx (you don't give your real name to the fae 👀) and keeping Kori's nickname for Aria, 'Sparkles.' Aria made a deal that her first-born would be Kori's in exchange for the witch's (reluctant) help. Fairly ambiguous wording there. 🧚‍♀️ #WriteSky #WIPSnips #FantasyAU

The florist offered Sparkles a large blooming red flower.
Sparkles shook her head after recovering from obvious surprise.
Kori felt her feet moving without her control as the florist smiled broader and leaned closer.
“Come on, princess.” She put her arm around the fairy’s shoulders, smirking as the florist’s smile fell. Sparkles sighed and settled into her side. She smiled and nodded up at Kori.
“I follow you, moonbeam.” Despite sounding shaky with nerves, the fairy’s words were purposeful; Kori felt her tense as her wide green eyes watched for her reaction and, obligingly, heat rose up her neck right to her earlobes. She tightened her hold, nodded once to the flustered florist, and steered the fairy away to a quiet alcove.
“You alright?” Kori pressed her forehead to the blonde’s, thumbs rubbing circles against her cloaked shoulders. The blonde nodded, smiling and even bouncing a little. The witch didn’t bother suppressing a chuckle. “Silly sweeting.”
“Pretty moonbeam,” the fairy retorted. Kori’s face burned and she forced a scoff. Sparkles giggled at her victory. Grabbing the blonde’s freckled hands, the witch shoved what she’d bought from the weaponry stall to her.
“Here. Dragonhide. Use that when you cook,” Kori ordered, almost following up with another scolding for how long the fairy used the iron pan without saying anything until she noticed how those green eyes started to water. Arms were tossed around her shoulders and the fairy hid her sniffles in the crook of her pale neck.
“Oh, Nyx, thank you!” It took another moment and Sparkles squeezing her tighter for Kori to move again. Her arms tentatively slid around the fairy’s waist, hugging her closer, and she pressed a kiss to her soft wavy blonde hair. A happy whisper floated through the tender moment. “I’m glad I’m doing good.”

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Princess Ace @princessace.bsky.social · 03/10/2026

Myself 💯 After a dry spell of nearly ten years, these lingering characters broke through some wall in my brain after 2025 EOY burnout and breakdown, and I’ve barely stopped since. Honestly such a relief to be writing again that I’m just letting myself have fun with it.

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Princess Ace @princessace.bsky.social · 02/10/2026

Part 4 - And checking in with the girlies smart enough not to go in the creepy haunted house... 🫢 (Part 4/4)

Josie was smart, so she waited outside the haunted house. Suna refused to go through by herself (or as a third wheel), so she also waited outside. The side path by the exit, and ‘cast’ entrance, had benches so Suna and Josie landed there with everyone’s bags.
“Waiting for someone?” Purple hair diluted the actor’s vampire costume a bit. Josie wanted to poke fun, but then she caught Suna’s face when she looked up at him. Stammering only once, her friend managed to explain why they were off the main path.
“How about a photo?” Josie said, smiling at Suna’s widening eyes. A minute later, the purple-haired vampire’s teeth were posed at Suna’s neck, her hand on his arm. Their eyes met again as he pulled back. Josie bit her lip to keep from chuckling at their blushes.
“Break’s almost over, sunshine.” This one, brown-haired and blue-eyed, was some kind of zombie. Wait, ‘sunshine’? Shit.
“Oh, sorry–” Josie started, scrambling to backtrack.
“Isn’t she cute?” the vampire blurted, gesturing at Suna with both arms. The zombie’s eyes looked Suna up and down, smiling as he met her blushing gaze. Oh. Okay. Then he glanced to Josie.
“Group photo?”
The vampire’s teeth were back to Suna’s neck as the zombie pressed behind her, hands on her hips and lips brushing against the tip of her ear, when Billy and Daryl strolled past them. Josie ignored them entirely and kept taking photos.
The photo of the vampire kissing her cheek also captured Amelia’s face after Kate kissed her own just outside the exit. The photo of the zombie kissing Suna’s other cheek captured Amelia chasing after Kate while Kori and Aria smiled tenderly at each other at the top of the exit stairs.
The next five photos were the vampire and zombie both kissing her cheeks, capturing Suna’s overwhelmed surprise. Then, a photo of all three exchanging names – Mac and Sean, respectively – and phone numbers. And, at last, a selfie of Josie laughing with Suna’s makeup-stained bashful face smiling over her shoulder.

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Princess Ace @princessace.bsky.social · 02/10/2026

Part 3 - checking in on my MCs. Kori is whipped, your honor. 🎃 (Part 3/4)

Kori was in a weird-ass kind of heaven. Aria’s arms were tight around her waist, sweet freckled face occasionally nuzzling into her chest to hide, and refused to let go. They stumbled from creepy room to creepy room. They did not look around much.
A muffled bloodcurdling scream carried from the room in front of them. They stopped halfway into the mad scientist lab.
Aria whined and her hands clutched at Kori’s shirt.
“I hate this. Hate it. Why’d I listen to you?” the blonde whimpered. Kori chuckled at her tiny pout and barely resisted the urge to plant a kiss in her blonde waves.
“Almost done, Sparkles.” She dragged Aria to the next door. She opened it to complete silence, but warily put her hand over the blonde’s ear and pressed her into her chest again. A few steps was enough.
The scare actor jumped out screaming. Kori flinched, clutching Aria against her, and flipped off the actor with her other hand. The actor was probably supposed to keep screaming but he just stared as the two women shuffled out of the room.
Kori closed the door behind them. Aria glanced up at her with wide shiny eyes as tattooed hands cradled her face.
“You good?” Kori asked as the blonde took a shaky deep breath.
“Mhm.”
“Let’s get the fuck out of here then,” Kori said. Aria nodded as Kori’s arm wrapped around her shoulders. They heard Amelia faintly ahead of them somewhere, leading them through the last of the creepy rooms. They blinked at the waning sunlight as they stepped outside, Amelia rushing down the steps two at a time in front of them and bolting after Kate.
“Ice cream,” Aria demanded, with big green puppy dog eyes. Kori scoffed but didn’t argue.
She also didn’t argue when Aria sat happily on her lap with a large cone of strawberry soft serve. The blonde hummed and beamed as Kori’s arms slid around her waist.
And she didn’t argue when Aria said she’d never do a haunted house again. But, if this is what she’d get, Kori was definitely bringing her next year too.

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Princess Ace @princessace.bsky.social · 02/10/2026

Part 2 - somehow Amelia made sure she and Kate would walk through together... 👀 (Part 2/4)

She wasn’t entirely sure how she ended up walking through with Amelia, but the haunted doll bedroom overrode any of Kate’s possible embarrassment about clinging to her. She fully expected the annoying punk to tease her to high heaven. Instead, a black-denim-clad arm was wrapped around her shoulders and pulling her in tighter. Amelia let her take the lead as they wandered through the morgue room and the mad scientist lab. Kate stepped out of her hold as they approached the next door.
“Bet the next room’ll be boring,” she tried to joke as Amelia frowned.
“Too bad,” the taller woman replied as she let her arm slide from Kate’s shoulders. She lingered close to her for an extra moment. “You’re kinda cute when you’re creeped out.”
“Sh-shut up,” Kate snapped. She yanked the door open, ignoring Amelia’s smug laughter behind her, and stomped through.
She didn’t even register the torture chamber around them, or the one device broken on the ground, before a screech made her jump.
“Fucking hell!” she shouted, jolting backward. A hand wrapped around her arm and yanked her forward into Amelia’s chest. She could only manage a choked gasp as she was quickly steered toward the next door.
“Asshole,” Amelia yelled at the actor. She kept her arm tight around Kate’s shoulders as she opened the door and led them into the dim red room. She smacked away several black curtains, revealing the worst jumpscare yet.
“You fucking freaks!”
Amelia berated Billy and Daryl as they sheepishly walked the rest of the house in front of the women (where she could keep an eye on them). They all emerged into the fading sunset over the fairgrounds, with Amelia still sniping and her arm loose around Kate’s shoulders.
“You know what?” Kate interrupted, gazing up at Amelia. The punk woman’s attention snapped to her and her scowl softened. The brunette gave a small smile. “You’re kinda cute when you’re annoyed.”
Kate planted a quick kiss on Amelia’s cheek and darted down the steps.
“Hey!”

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Princess Ace @princessace.bsky.social · 02/10/2026

Feeling good, first spooky season one-shot 👻 very much a quickie but had to throw them all into a fairground haunted house and see what came out. Sort of one-step-canon-adjacent AU. Starting with Daryl/Billy... (Part 1/4) #WriteSky #original #oneshot cw: queer af, mentions of jumpscares (very mild)

AUish Core 4/Band: Haunted House Shenanigans
Daryl rolled his eyes as the badly painted door creaked open in front of him. Billy followed closely as he strode through the door. The fake mad scientist lab was actually kind of cool; he glanced over some of the bubbling beakers, took the time to read some of the random monster science notes strewn over the desk, and momentarily considered trying to drink the bright green liquid bottled on a side table. Billy’s hand sliding around his waist was distracting enough for them to steer them toward the next door instead.
This one didn’t creak and led to a disappointing torture chamber. Was this really supposed to be a haunted house or–?
A sharp shriek rang out as some guy in a medieval something costume jumped out, waving a fake hot poker and a plastic steel mace.
“Jesus fuck!” Daryl jumped backward against Billy, narrowly avoiding a precarious torture device the scare actor was probably aiming for.
The actor kept shrieking in Daryl’s face until Billy shoved forward. Their hands were in fists and panic flared in Daryl’s gut. He grabbed their arm, yanked back, staggered against some other poorly stabilized device, and watched as it toppled over.
With that distraction for the scare actor, Daryl shoved Billy through the next door. Black curtains fluttered around them in a semi-dark room. A dim red bulb hiding somewhere across the room was the only light. Hot hands grabbed his hips and shoved him through a few musty curtains.
“What the fuck?” His back hit a wall and Billy’s soft chuckle puffed over his face. “B!”
“Better be quiet, kitten,” they murmured, lips ghosting over his ear and down his jaw. Daryl bit his lip, stifling a desperate moan, and felt himself melting as Billy kissed down his throat. He tried to roll his hips against them but their grip on his hips tightened. “Naughty.”
“You shoved me in this corner,” Daryl argued, squirming, only for Billy’s searing kiss to drive any remaining arguments from his mind.

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Princess Ace @princessace.bsky.social · 01/10/2026

"Hurt" - Lore intro to Mac and Sean, leads in other local band that often plays same venues/nights as my MC's band. Eventually they meet Suna (one of my Core 4 MCs), but that's a later mixtape 😉 I'm just really enjoying how cute these two are with each other. #WIPSnips #WriteSky #queer #lgbt+

The gross asphalt of the alleyway kept blurring in and out of focus. Sean rubbed the tears out of his eyes for the millionth time, wincing as he pressed against the bruise forming on his cheek. He knew his lip was split again too. There was no hiding everything from his mom as clumsiness this time. He sighed and let his head fall slowly back against the brick wall of the convenience store behind him. Stretching, letting himself relax and breathe, a sharp pain in his side made him yelp.
“Hello?” A concerned voice carried down the alley. Sean pulled his legs back, he didn’t speak, and he held his breath. Footsteps approached around the recycle dumpster. “Are you okay?”
Sean’s deep blue eyes met wide worried hazel eyes. Usually smiling thin lips were contorted in a confused frown. Soft-looking brown hair, usually pulled back, reached denim-clad shoulders.
Mac. Sean blinked up at the boy who sat across the room in his English class and two seats over in band class. He always seemed nice, endearingly blunt, laughing easily with friends – Sean hated being the reason he stopped smiling.
“I’m fine.”
Please stay.
“Don’t worry about it.”
Don’t go.
“Somebody hurt you,” Mac replied and crouched down beside him. Sean shrank against the wall as the boy looked over his face, eyes lingering over his split lip and his cheek. Rough fingers brushed the purpling mark on his cheekbone, only for a second. Sean felt his face warming and he knew Mac noticed; the corner of his lips twitched as if tempted to smile. “You’re too pretty to cry.”
“Okay.” The word escaped with his shocked exhale.
“I’m walking you home.” Mac stood and held his hand out. Sean hesitated but took it, barely stifling a gasp as he was gently pulled to his feet.

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Princess Ace @princessace.bsky.social · 15/09/2026

Switched to my Laufey playlist because I clearly needed to calm the f down... #whyamIwritingsongs #idkwhatimdoing #wip #writesky

Song lyrics:
[Verse 2] Sunday lunch, bitter food,
every word reminds you you’re alone,
he pretends, she defends,
you pray they miss the sin in your bones

Monday school, teen dreams,
only a few hours of their stares,
they whisper, they push,
you’re coming apart at the seams

[Chorus] Inside (Inside)
Inside (Inside)
Kick and scream
Kick and scream
Fuck their fight
You know you’re right
Hit and shout
It’s bursting out
Can’t keep it in
Inside

[Break] Don’t they know (they know)
Don’t they care (no they don’t)
One day (one day)
Gonna get so far (so far away)
Gonna leave them all behind (out of mind)

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Princess Ace @princessace.bsky.social · 13/09/2026

And I had to continue with the rest of the first conversation (and the journey of those pumpkin spice lattes). Kori is a great wing-woman. #SundaySnips

“Thanks! Do you play?” Billy asked, adjusting the strap from falling off his shoulder again. Daryl watched the himbo’s hands, a little too overtly.
“Daryl’s playing at the open mic tonight at The Echo and he rocks,” Kori interjected, leaning over from the coffee machine in front of her. Daryl glared over his shoulder at her. He turned back to find the himbo beaming at him. How could so much sunshine fit in that mouth? Daryl decided not to think too hard about what could fit in his mouth.
“Awesome, I’ll try to make it. If that’s cool?” Billy added, watching Daryl’s face contort.
“Sure, if you want,” Daryl said, convinced he sounded nonchalant. Kori chuckled behind him and he would absolutely be paying her back later. Billy nodded and started to walk away. “Hey, Billy!”
“Yeah?” Billy paused, blushing, and looked back. Daryl’s eyes flicked down to his patches again.
“What’re your pronouns, dude?” he asked, heart undeniably tugging as Billy smiled.
“They/them. Thanks, man.” With an adorable wink, and a peace sign to Kori, he headed out the door. Daryl leaned against the counter and watched him walk away past the large cafe windows.
“You’re welcome,” Kori said behind him. He pulled the rag from his shoulder and smacked her back with it. She put the two pumpkin spice lattes on the counter. “Dude, I was not watching you moon over them for another day, waiting for you to grow a pair.”
“Whatever, like you can talk,” he snapped and got back to the waiting line of drinks.

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Princess Ace @princessace.bsky.social · 13/09/2026

I posted some of D&B's spiciness a few days ago, but this is their beginning. Billy had become a regular at Orbit Nook, where Daryl and Kori both work as baristas part-time. #SundaySnips #WriteSky (and banana spice or gingerbread > pumpkin spice lol)

“Your grunge himbo is back,” Kori muttered, finishing out a white mocha. Daryl grunted and kept working on the two pumpkin spice lattes in front of him. Kori could tease all she wanted, he wasn’t that into the guy. “Ooh, his hair is down, damn.”
Daryl’s head snapped up, ignoring Kori’s snort. He looked toward the register.
The himbo’s glorious loose brown curls cascaded over his strong tapered flannel-clad shoulders, and Daryl really wanted to know how that hair would feel clutched in his fingers. He smiled as he ordered, a big broad sunshine smile, and adjusted the guitar strap over his shoulders as he walked around to wait by the counter. He gave a small wave when he noticed Daryl watching him.
Daryl scoffed and turned back to the pumpkin spice lattes.
Kori shoved the himbo’s order to Daryl, and muttered, “Maybe you could actually say two words to the guy this time.”
“Shut up,” he grumbled and started on the order, letting Kori take over on the others. It was the same thing every time, he knew it by heart. Which was normal with regulars, not at all indicative of anything else. And it was definitely normal to spend extra time on making cool music note foam art on top.
“Billy,” Daryl said, putting the drink down in front of him. His heart definitely did not tug at Billy’s wide-eyed impressed reaction to the foam art.
“Woah!” the himbo said, looking back up at Daryl with awe. Daryl’s eyes avoided his, crossing his arms as he looked the man over. He read over the various patches on the flannel – a rainbow flag, ‘punks respect pronouns,’ ‘break the binary,’ Black Sabbath, David Bowie, and Green Day patches were haphazardly affixed across the front of the shirt.
He realized that they were staring at each other and his breath caught meeting Billy’s wide blue eyes.
“Nice guitar,” he blurted.

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Princess Ace @princessace.bsky.social · 13/09/2026

Yes. So much yes. I'd be absolutely honored and thrilled. And if anyone does, post with your ko-fi or whatever so I can 'tip' you, etc etc, too, for the absolute treasure of your creation!

"May I please draw your OC?"Reshare this post if you encourage anyone who wants to draw your OC to do so. There is no need to ask for permission in advance. Go for it. Draw my OC. If you want, I'll even give you reference posts. Go to town on it. You are welcome to draw my OC and surprise me with the result. Seriously. In fact, I encourage it. I will proudly display whatever it is you submit to me regarding my OC. There is a chance that I will sequel about it for several days. Even if you feel you aren't good at whatever artistic adventure it is you do, please feel free to submit it to me. I want to see what you have done.

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Princess Ace @princessace.bsky.social · 12/09/2026

["Shove"] Kori has always teased Aria, so how's she supposed to know when it might be real flirting? Especially when she's still coming to terms with wanting her to be flirting. Actually, is it 'coming to terms' still if these are her daydreams? #WIPSnips #WriteSky #romance #queer #bipanic

“Woah, hey!” Kori was pushing her backward as several teens rushed past, slamming and shoving into her. She turned to block Aria and stumbled them both away until Aria’s back hit plaster. Kori cursed under her breath as she leaned her free hand against the wall. “Jesus.”
Pressed together, Aria was surrounded. The scent of lavender face wash and lingering incense smoke that always hung around her clothes filled Aria’s lungs. She took a deep breath as quietly as possible. Kori’s collarbones peeked just slightly at the top of her shirt and Aria’s eyes worked their way up the smooth neck, the strong jaw, the all-too-familiar lips, and flashing silver eyes. Even shoved in an odd corner of a crowded museum with terrible fluorescent lighting, Aria could make out some of the blue specks that seemed to glow at the right angles.
She could raise herself on tip-toes and reach her neck out, see them closer, count how many, and kiss her for each one. She could pull Kori’s shirt with her free hand, pull them impossibly tighter together, and tell Kori to never let her go. She could hold tighter to her hand, yank her down the hallway to their left, and ask for everything.
Kori glanced down at her; she’d squeezed Kori’s hand as her daydreaming ran amok. The blonde watched her, annoyance gone, only anticipation. They were so close. Despite everything going on around them, all Aria could hear was their breathing and her own heartbeat.
“You okay?” Kori’s voice cracked and she cleared her throat. Aria nodded, even though she was lying. She was not okay, very not okay, especially since she was sure the only way she’d be okay was if Kori’s mouth smashed into hers. Aria’s eyes moved from her silver stare to her purple-stained lips. Kori curled into her space, lips brushing her reddening cheek. “You smell delicious.”
“St-stop that,” Aria muttered, eyes narrowing again. Teasing, teasing again, none of it was real. Her body betrayed her, arching into Kori’s touch.

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Princess Ace @princessace.bsky.social · 10/09/2026

I've realized teeth are a big deal for these two. OCs: Daryl (he/him), bassist & singer/songwriter for my MC Kori's band, and Billy (they/them), lead guitar for same band. CW: gay punks making out i guess, grinding?, dom/sub hints. #WIPSnips #spicy kinda sorta

“S-still pissed. You scared the shit out of m-me,” Daryl said as they both gasped for air, his shaky voice undercutting any remaining anger. “Fucking hot as hell.”
“Thought I got in your way?” Billy said, pressing kisses along his jaw. Daryl blushed at the small whine that escaped him. They chuckled, the sound vibrating against his neck as they kissed down. “Hmm? Make up your mind.”
“Shut up,” Daryl replied, voice strained with want, knowing his cheeks were burning. Billy pulled back enough to meet his eyes again. They smirked, teasing and smug, predator victoriously holding their prey. Daryl almost melted against the wall, grateful that his legs were around Billy – his knees would have buckled. “J-just gonna stare or what?”
“Brat.” Billy’s lips were on his again and he started to kiss back, but their teeth were on a different mission. They bit down on his lower lip, pulling it, their lips wrapping around to suckle gently before letting go. He couldn’t even feel embarrassed at his long whimper and his hips bucking against them. Billy hummed, amused. “You’re gorgeous, look so wrecked already. Just for me, darling?”
“If you don’t take me home right fucking now–” Daryl started, and, fuck, he even sounded ruined. Billy pressed tighter against him, hips grinding deliciously against his, and laughed as his head fell back against the wall. They groaned when Daryl met them with a particularly well-timed thrust and dove into his neck, teeth scraping over his racing pulse. “Yeah, there. Fuck!”
“That’s my good boy.” Billy’s teeth sunk in as Daryl cried out. Their tongue swiped over the bruising mark, and, fuck, he never thought about being claimed but the stinging implication blazed through his body. He really wanted Billy’s teeth all over the rest of him, leaving matching marks everywhere possible. He swallowed back a low moan.

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Princess Ace @princessace.bsky.social · 08/09/2026

Ah, the friends you find in college dorm common rooms at 2 in the morning after night shifts - origins of the friendship between Kori (MC) and Kate. And the origins of Kori (later, eventually) deciding to go silver-haired 👀

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Princess Ace @princessace.bsky.social · 07/08/2026

These two weren’t planned but, gods, I love them. Communication who? #WIP #WIPSnips #romance Characters: Amelia, transfem lead singer of the band Kori (one of my MCs) plays drums in, and Kate, queer bestie and roomie of same MC.

Amelia leaned over a little. “Should be a kickass show.”
“I’ll just wish you luck then,” Kate said and met her eyes again. She put her coffee mug down on the counter as Amelia scoffed dramatically and stuck her tongue out.
Amelia wasn’t ready for Kate’s hands grabbing her face, tongues meeting before lips, hips shoving her harder against the counter. Kate knew time mattered, at any moment Kori would come out of her room, and she wanted Amelia to feel every second. Kate’s hands were in her hair, brushing, tugging, working her up. This time, Amelia tasted like honey and chamomile tea, mixing deliciously with the flavor of black coffee still on her own tongue. All she could hear was their lips and tiny breaths, and she wanted… Amelia moaned into Kate’s mouth and her hands shook slightly as they settled on Kate’s hips. She almost missed the sound of a door handle turning as Amelia pulled her hips tighter against her.
Kate stepped back. “For luck.”
And Kate was walking away, turning her back and washing out her coffee mug at the sink. She knew she had Amelia’s lipstick all over her mouth again. But, more devastatingly, she wasn’t sure she could resist kissing Amelia again. She saw her face as she broke away. Amelia was shocked, flushed and messy, and only managed to refocus on Kate properly an instant before she’d turned around to the sink. It was enough time to see her eyes already considering her next move. If she weren’t about to leave.
Kori rushed in and opened the front door, talking to Amelia.
“Hey, wake up, let’s go!” Kori snapped and Amelia crashed back into reality.
“Yeah, yeah, coming,” she muttered hoarsely.
“You better not be getting sick, for fuck’s sake,” Kori nagged as Amelia floated out the door.
“And why does your hair look like shit?”
“Shut the fuck up,” was all she said, and the door closed behind them.
Kate put the clean mug away, stood in the kitchen, and wiped Amelia’s lipstick and saliva
from her lips.
She took a deep breath.
“Shit.”

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Princess Ace @princessace.bsky.social · 18/07/2026

Read Sweet & Wild by @applesncinnamon.bsky.social - lovely, heartwarming, I laughed, I cried, 5 stars, 10/10. Easily lands in my top favorites list.

Photo of Sweet & Wild book by Alex Larkspur on side table beside stack of books, mini Bluetooth radio, and unlit candle.

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Princess Ace @princessace.bsky.social · 07/07/2026

they’re so freaking cute ✨ absolutely necessary treats #bkdk @hanode.bsky.social

Photo of an acrylic standee of Punk Katsuki Bakugo leaning against Nerd Izuku Midoriya, with a bookmark of their hero selves behind as well as a Hanode Shop business card

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Princess Ace @princessace.bsky.social · 04/07/2026

Forget fireworks. It’s time for watching movies not set in this country at all, made in two other countries, based on a book written in one of those other countries, starring only a few people from this country who speak as if they’re not. But they are fighting for their freedom against evil. #lotr

A stack Lord of the Rings extended edition dvds in the foreground with an out-of-focus TV in the background featuring molten metal being poured into ring molds, part of the opening sequence of Fellowship of the Ring

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Princess Ace @princessace.bsky.social · 22/03/2026

Was entirely to bothered that I didn't have something for this prompt already so now I'm writing a quick one-shot with my MCs 📖💖 Support your local library, everybody

Kori huffed as she reached the second floor of the university library. Her silver eyes scanned the wide open room, darting over each of the long tables lined up between the stacks. She only needed the one book but someone had already nabbed it. Since it was a reference book, they had to be somewhere. Any other day, she’d appreciate how huge this place was, knowing she had one of the top music reference libraries, quiet study rooms, plenty of hidden nooks for a marathon reading sessions, and the comforting smell of thousands of books at her fingertips.
But the stairwell smelled like bleach and two of her favorite nooks were now ruined by stumbling across couples rutting against each other in them and she still hadn’t found the book she was there for to begin with. She could call it, just come back tomorrow, but something something ‘sunk-cost fallacy.’
She sighed and started meandering along the tables, checking various book piles. There was an almost fun people-watching element to her search as she found herself musing on the ratio of physics grad students to arts majors on a random Friday afternoon. She nearly smacked the head of the poli-sci student watching muted porn on his phone but didn’t want to find out if he’d actually like it. Two tables down from the entirely-too-comfortable weirdo, she spotted a hopeful stack of art books.
Most were photography-related but, blessedly, the art history book she’d spent all this time looking for (and seeing way too much for) sat sandwiched near the bottom. Kori approached the mass of wavy golden blonde hair hunched over a notebook and cleared her throat.

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Princess Ace @princessace.bsky.social · 19/03/2026

Staring at my keyboard like “how you write fight scene??”

a screenshot of deleted YouTube sensation Unus Annus episode where Mark (Markiplier) tries to teach Ethan (CrankGameplays) how to DIY build a wooden dog bed frame. Ethan attempts to hand saw a wood plank and asks “Hey Mark… How you saw?”

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Princess Ace @princessace.bsky.social · 15/03/2026

Went with “dull.” WIP moment from a fic with my OC / MCs. Kori is canonically a drummer in a band but this slight AU has the band more established and Aria meets her/the band as a photographer hired for the band’s publicity photo shoot. This scene is from the private photo shoot Kori set up after 👀

[WIP moment from a fic featuring OC / MC love interests; Kori is in a more established band in this AU fic and hired Aria, a photographer, for a private shoot after she was the photographer for a band photo shoot.]
“Stand there.” Kori raised an eyebrow but obliged. She stood back against the wall. Aria shook her head. “Step forward maybe a foot and a face the wall.”
Kori faced the dull cement wall. She put one hand on the wall and leaned. The small gasp next to her nearly made her jump - she needed to get Aria socks with bells on them or something - and she glanced at the photographer next to her.
Aria bit her lip. Hesitantly, she started posing her. She adjusted Kori’s shirt again, this time upward to reveal some of her stomach. She fluffed out Kori’s hair, making it messier, wilder. And, presumably to clean up Kori’s lipstick, she grazed her thumb under Kori’s bottom lip.
But her thumb didn’t moved away as Kori gazed down at her. Aria was between her and the wall now. With one quick move, she could shove the blonde against the cement and break this agonizing tension.
“Seem to be missing your camera,” Kori murmured instead. She watched Ari’s eyes flick from her lips to meeting her gaze. “Ending the shoot this soon?”
“Fifteen minute break.” The words barely escaped Aria’s mouth. Kori smirked and leaned closer.
“Why are you posing me then?” she whispered into Aria’s ear. A stammered response came out, making her pull back. Aria was blushing furiously. “What?”

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Princess Ace @princessace.bsky.social · 27/02/2026

WIP side-fic of some characters from WIP book, sort of background easter egg relationship. Amelia is lead singer in MC K's band, and Kate is MC K's best friend and roommate. First kiss 💋 (had to tighten a bit to fit in alt text character limits, but it prob ended up better lol) #WIPSnips #WriteSky

“Come oonn.” Amelia’s voice dropped to a deep rumble for emphasis and Kate was sure her eyes would roll out of her skull at this point. Amelia smiled. She continued her rumble as she pulled Kate closer. Kate couldn’t decide if the weird flip flop in her stomach was from still needing the restroom or from how that voice rolled through her. “Can’t you have some fun?”
“Why are you annoying me so hard tonight?” Kate asked and tried to yank her arm away. It didn’t work, just tweaked her elbow, making her gasp. Amelia glanced at her grip on Kate’s arm and back up again. Without breaking eye contact, she lifted Kate’s arm and landed a soft kiss on the inside of her elbow. “W-what the hell?!”
“Know something?” Amelia asked. Kate narrowed her eyes and opened her mouth to snark back. What came out instead was a squeak of a vocal question mark at Amelia’s next words: “You’re so cute when you’re annoyed with me.”
And Amelia’s tongue shoved into her open mouth, their lips smashed messily together. Kate tasted the three shots of tequila she’d taken ten minutes ago, explaining some of this. Some vague thought of pushing her away floated by but Kate’s body didn’t respond. Her eyes flicked over Amelia’s face – black smudged eyeshadow on her closed eyelids, one of her eyeliner wings was lower than the other, shadows of freckles were visible through her makeup, little baby curls peeked under her straightened blue-purple bangs… Amelia pushed forward, taking a lack of Kate punching her as encouragement.
Kate’s eyes closed. Her mind zeroed in on Amelia’s mouth and everything else went blurry. Amelia’s kissing was wet and intrusive; tongue and teeth assaulted her without patience, nibbling her lips and wrestling her tongue. Kate's tongue starting to press forward, her own lips starting to push into Amelia’s.
Amelia stepped back. She smirked and left Kate standing there annoyed and confused, with Amelia’s lipstick smudged over her mouth and a kiss on the inside of her elbow.

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