CASTLEVANIA: NOCTURNE 1.02 · "Horror Beyond Nightmares"

An Ode to Black Fanfic Writers

To the Black fanfic writers,

When I first joined Tumblr, I was lost. I didn’t know what to expect, didn’t know if this was a space I could call home. Everything felt overwhelming posts flying by, tags I didn’t understand, communities I didn’t know how to approach. I didn’t even know if I’d like it here. But then I stumbled across your stories, and everything changed.

You saved me.

Through your words, I found my footing in a space that, at first, didn’t feel like it had room for me. You gave me stories that wrapped around me like a warm hug, characters that looked like me, sounded like me, loved like me. You showed me what this app could be what it could mean. You reminded me that our stories are powerful, that we are powerful.

Thank you for being the guiding light I didn’t know I needed.

In a world where Black characters are so often sidelined, erased, or stereotyped, you did something revolutionary: you made us the center. You wrote us as heroes, as lovers, as dreamers. You gave us magic, power, and complexity. You reminded us that we can be everything.

When I read your work, I saw Black girls with wide smiles and wild curls, unafraid to take up space. I saw Black boys navigating their pain and triumphing over it. I saw queer Black love, soft Black love, fierce Black love. And I saw us thriving, not just surviving.

You gave me stories that said, “You belong here.” And that meant everything.

Your stories didn’t just give me representation; they gave me community. Through your words, I connected with people who understood what it means to feel invisible in spaces where you should be seen. People who share my love for these characters and who understand the joy of seeing ourselves in these worlds.

You showed me that fandom isn’t just about the media we consume it’s about the people we meet along the way. The way you build each other up, support one another, and create a space where Black voices shine is nothing short of extraordinary.

I didn’t just find stories on Tumblr. I found a family.

I know it’s not easy. Writing is hard. Posting your work for the world to see is even harder. Yet you do it anyway. You push through the doubt, the fear, the imposter syndrome, and you create. You write stories that make us laugh, cry, and feel seen.

I think about the late nights you spend revising, the time you dedicate to perfecting every scene, every line of dialogue. I think about how you manage to weave pieces of our culture our humor, our slang, our struggles into your stories so effortlessly. It’s art, and it’s real.

Your stories remind us that creativity is resistance. That writing Black characters who are loved, desired, and heroic is an act of defiance in a world that tries to diminish us. You’re not just writing fanfiction, you're making a statement: “We matter. We belong. We are worthy.”

Why You Matter So Much

As a 21-year-old Black woman, I can’t tell you how much your work has inspired me. You’ve shown me the beauty of our diversity, the depth of our experiences, and the endless possibilities of our stories. You’ve reminded me that Blackness is infinite.

You’ve given me hope in ways I didn’t even know I needed. You’ve shown me that joy is revolutionary, that our stories deserve to be told. You’ve given me love stories that feel like home, characters that feel like family, and worlds that feel like freedom.

You’ve saved me on my darkest days.

Forever Grateful

To the Black fanfic writers who dared to take up space in a fandom culture that didn’t always want us here, thank you. Thank you for showing up, for creating, for building a world where we can see ourselves as everything we’ve ever dreamed of being.

You’ve reminded me and so many others that we are powerful, that we are beautiful, that we are worthy of being the main character. You’ve given me more than I could ever repay.

So here’s to you the storytellers, the dreamers, the visionaries.

You’ve made this app feel like home.

You’ve made me feel seen, heard, and loved.

And I am forever grateful.

With love and admiration,

A Black girl who finally found herself through your words.

I am definitely all the writers I know and love and I hope to find more of y'all so I can add y'all to the list, if there is more please tag them! let's show them the love they deserve!

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YOU PLAY TOO MUCH ⚅ 🀟

FEATURING ᯓ★ Seishiro Nagi x Reader

SYNOPSIS ᯓ★ As usual, Nagi's attention is on his game rather than you and it's meant to be bonding time. But the mention of going 'a couple rounds' with you in bed catches you off guard...

CONTENT ᯓ★ 18+ (MDNI) College AU! Fem!Reader, Boyfriend!Nagi, Reo Mikage feature (not part of the main plot), dry humping, unprotected sex, praising, spit kink/mention of spit? Masturbation, creampie, choking, nipple play, petnames (angel + good girl), spanking, cowgirl position, doggy position/backshots

Wc ᯓ★ 2.9k

★ MASTERLIST ★

‘Typical’.

You thought to yourself as you sat on the edge of the bed and watched your boyfriend, Nagi, play his usual games on his phone. With the raindrops from outside crashing down on the windows and the wind howling through the trees, it clarified why you and Nagi were inside his dorm room rather than going out for the evening together, following a day of separate classes.

But the weather wasn't what annoyed you. What really annoyed you was that every time you were with Nagi, he always seemed to be focused on his phone and playing games all the damn time—and today is no exception.

His facial expression was now focused and serious, lying flat on the bed as he tapped away on his phone, playing one of his games as usual. You finally had enough and wanted to give him a piece of your mind.

"Nagi! What was the point of coming to your dorm if you're just going to be playing your damn-."

Your nagging words that were shot at him were abruptly interrupted as he pulled you closer. You were once sitting on the edge of the bed, now straddling his lap, with your legs on either side of him.

"Hold on, I'm going to play one more round. Then... I'll play a couple rounds with you, in bed." He responded with a deadpan expression on his face before resuming back to his game.

You were too stunned to speak, a pink shade dusting over your cheeks as your face became warm.

For a quick second, Nagi's eyes averted from the screen of his game to you. He took note of your instant blushing after his remark and chuckled softly, one hand of his now gently gripping your hip while his other continued taking control of his game.

"You know when I'm playin' games, you don't need to whine so much, I can still pay attention to you." He said nonchalantly before returning his gaze to the game in his hand, his other that was placed on your hip also returned to the game.

You might've been slightly flustered by his words and actions towards you but that still wasn't enough. You needed more and his attention was what you needed.

And that's when you began to slowly but steadily grind on his manhood that was protected by the fabric of his grey oversized joggers. You noticed now that he was becoming distracted as he kept stealing glances at you as he was playing his game.

"When you sit on my lap like this, don't you know how much I want to just take you right now-" He paused in his sentence as he felt your soft hands lay flat on his lean muscular chest and continued to grind on him.

You could feel his bulge rising like a mountain that was extremely hard now, making you moan softly as you could now feel his hardened bulge hitting your core each time you moved your hips. You were going at such an agonisingly slow pace that your panties that were hidden under your skirt were becoming moist.

He let out a low moan, now finally coming to the realisation that he couldn't keep focusing on his game when you were doing this to him. Nagi placed his phone on his side and wrapped his arms around you, his hands resting on your hips as he lay there on the bed.

"If you keep on doin' that, I won't be able to continue the game." 

"Well, maybe I want you to stop playing your game~." You replied in a breathy whisper, leaning closer to him until your face was a few centimetres from his.

"... You've got my attention."

You resumed back to moving your hips against his lap but this time you went at a quicker pace, showing him just how badly you needed him. Meanwhile, Nagi tugged on the fabric of his hoodie until it was discarded into the unknown, revealing his lean muscular build that you admired so much.

The sight of his now growing and hardened bulge was almost making you salivate. Without hesitation, you slightly slipped down his grey joggers along with his boxers and his tall manhood came to life.

You were about to adjust yourself so you could lean down to give him a blowjob but that was when he stopped you by raising his hand to grab your chin so your gaze was on him.

"Just spit on my hand. I love your blow jobs but fuck, that's a hassle right now. I can't wait any longer—I need you now."

His words trailed off his lips in a husky and possessive tone that sent shivers down your spine. You obeyed and when he let go of your chin and lifted his hand open, a string of saliva fell from your lips and plopped down on the palm of his hand.

He smirked at your actions and began to wrap his calloused hand around his shaft, pumping up and down at a fast pace as he was getting more turned on by the second.

"Such a good girl for me, huh~?" Nagi grunted out in a husky tone as his eyes were clouded with lust and desire. The sight of him pleasuring himself with his grey half-lidded eyes fixed on you made you even more aroused.

In a swift motion, you slipped off your black panties and t-shirt, throwing them to the other side of the bedroom as your skirt and bra remained on. Nagi's dick was now coated with your slick saliva by the time he was done pumping himself. And without warning, he tightly gripped onto your hips and lifted you before penetrating your wet pussy down on his large dick.

"F-Fuck, N-Nagi~!" You moaned out loud, a mixture of shock and pleasure overwhelming your body since he caught you off guard. As you went further down, your pussy tightly surrounded his throbbing shaft.

"Mmm, my bad, angel~." He groaned out huskily as he began to move his hips upwards, his dick pounding up into you from below. "I just couldn't help myself~."

A shiver trickled down your spine, loving the nickname he gave you which caused your cheeks to become warm. But as he pushed his length into your cunt further and began to fasten his pace with his thrusts, you were nothing but a moaning and panting mess.

Loud moans and gasps escaped your lips as he pounded into your sensitive cunt nonstop, taking you to the edge of ecstasy. You began to match his pace by bouncing on his dick, a wave of pleasure hitting you each time you went up and down his cock.

His movements became more urgent and intense, digging his nails into your hips tightly to steady his harsh thrusting. However, with one of his hands, he reached behind your bra strap and unclasped it, tugging it off your shoulders and down your arms to reveal your plush breasts.

"So tight as always, fuck~," Nagi growled out through gritted teeth, a slight smirk plastered on his face as he watched how much of a mess you were becoming.

Your chest was rising and falling nonstop, your crimson-shaded cheeks heating up and the way your coloured orbs disappeared to the back of your head was a sight that made him want to fuck you for hours on end.

He raised his hand from your hip to your bare back, pulling you down towards him as he caught your lips in a hungry yet passionate kiss. His tongue traced over your delicate lips, hinting to slide inside your mouth and your lips became agape.

Nagi smirked against your lips when he felt you obliged and instantly slipped his tongue inside the moist cavern. Soft gasps fell out of your lips as his tongue wrestled with yours, your bouncing became ragged since you were so lost in the heated kiss.

He toys with your perky chest, occasionally fiddling with your firm buds that cause you to gasp out loudly. You were very thankful that Nagi's roommate and best friend, Reo, wasn't home since you could be as loud as you wanted. As loud as Nagi wants.

His thrusting and your bouncing came to a decline as he fixated on your firm buds and how sensitive you got when he toyed with them. Both hands were in unison as they were glued to your plush chests, his index finger and his thumb closing in on your nipples before kneading harshly between them.

"N-Nagi!" You whimpered, shivers running down your spine as your body trembled uncontrollably. "Stop being a tease-".

Your weak protests were cut short when you felt his left hand let go of your breast and raise his hand to connect a sharp spank on your ass, causing you to yelp out.

"I can't help but play with your tits, angel. Just touchin' them makes me wanna fuck you senseless... I know you love it when I nibble on them, huh?"

His moist tongue lapped over his narrow lips before tilting his head forward to your free chest, leaving nothing but soft damp pecks around until he reached your bud. He gently circled it with his tongue, all the while his other hand that was placed on your ass cheek was now gripping ever so harshly as it was hidden perfectly under your black skirt.

You'd be lying if you said that you didn't love it when he sucked your tits because you certainly did. He was skilful when it came to his mouth, always sending you the same waves of pleasure throughout your body with heated kisses, kissing you all over your body and even eating you out. You were addicted just as much as he was.

You could feel his dick twitching inside of you, making you groan softly as you missed the feeling of the harsh thrusts hitting your throbbing pussy. Nagi's ears perked up when a soft groan escaped your lips, his teeth sinking into your nipple and making a 'pop' sound once he pulled away.

"Hm? You're bein’ needy again, angel. You want more, huh?" All you could do was bite your lip and simply nod, grinding your hips into his as your walls took his size well as always.

He resisted the urge to buck his hips up into you and instead smirked slightly at your response. His hand reached up to your neck, his fingers enclosing around it until he firmly gripped it and held it in place. His fingers squeezed tighter around your neck but he made sure to never get to a point where he was cutting off your airflow.

"Get on all fours and stay there all pretty for me while I take care of you." His words fell from his lips so gently yet, they still somehow made your whole body tremble nonstop and your pussy throb excessively around his veiny shaft.

He took note of the way your body reacted to his words and took it upon himself to make the move himself. His hand was released from your neck and his strong arms moved, lifting you off his dick until he flipped you onto your stomach like you weighed nothing. Whines escaped your lips but Nagi was already behind you, those silver eyes of his travelling from your bareback to your black pleated skirt that barely concealed your plump ass.

"Arch for me." He didn't need to tell you twice. Your body moved on its own, pushing your hips back and arching your back—presenting yourself to him. You didn't need to bop your head to the side to know that Nagi was practically ogling at your new position for him to fuck you senseless in.

"Fuck," his firm yet gentle hand traced your spine, sending waves of pleasure through your body until he arrived at the hem of your skirt. "I'm too fuckin' hard for this... shit."

His hand swooped down to grip his twitching cock, positioning himself behind your arched figure as his tip was pressed against your clit before it was pressed at the lining of your folds. Heavy breathing and whimpers were all you could respond to, shutting your eyes tight and gripping the bed sheets for dear life.

"Shhh shhh. Like I said before, just stay there being all pretty while I take care of you... and continue to make up for the attention I didn't give you earlier, hm?"

He wasn't even giving your poor, flustered and heated mind time to process his words, feeling his tip squeezing in between the folds of your pussy until his whole shaft was slowly burying itself inside.

"Mmm-Hmph, N-Nagi!" You hissed out through gritted teeth, your nails gripping tighter onto the sheets than before as the arch of your ass was raised higher, which benefited Nagi more with the fucking he was about to put you in with the angle you were at.

His large hands travelled to your hips the moment his dick found its destination in your throbbing pussy. One hand on your hip and the other on the hem of your skirt for support caused his hips to pull back, the tip remaining inside before he rolled his hips forward, grounding himself in one smooth thrust.

The fullness makes you cry out and arch your back further, your soft ass now bouncing on his pelvis causing Nagi to hiss through gritted teeth and only encouraging him to pound his cock deeper in you.

"Just like that angel," his veiny shaft glides in and out your moist and sensitive folds, the grip on the hem of your skirt caused Nagi's nails to almost leave dents on the fabric as he kept pulling it back so your ass cheeks could meet his groin area every single time. "Keep on just doin' that over and over."

Thwap, thwap, thwap.

Those slick noises from the pounding you in doggy style, along with your sweet cries and the creaking on the dorm mattress —were music to Nagi's ears as his head fell backwards. He tilts his head back to its original place and watches you swallow his cock over and over, his tip twitching with that urge to finally cum.

"Fucks sake, Nagi!" You cry, feeling his dick grow bigger in you as his release was soon coming. "I-I really- fuck! Gonna cum!"

"God, same here angel. Be good for me and just let it out."

And you do, clamping against his cock as your orgasm hits you, white and sticky fluids trickling out of your sensitive hole and down Nagi's cock. He's twitching inside of you and another soft moan escapes from you.

"S-Shit, pull out Nagi-" Too late.

He curses to himself as he forcefully shuts his eyes, white spots splattering beneath his eyelids and cum bullying you up. You whimper softly as he pumps you up with his load, fisting the bedsheets beneath you as your body shakes.

That idiot. Your damn boyfriend had one job and completely fucked up with not pulling out in time.

He finally slips his now soft dick out of you, causing the both of you to groan in harmony as he fell on top of you, his bare chest pressed against your back.

"N-Nagi! You didn't even pull out in-"

"Oh quit your yappin'." His face was inches away from yours and he took the opportunity to tilt your head to the side and catch your lips in a slow, lazy yet affectionate kiss. You wanted to object and push him away but it was too late — he had you wrapped around his finger.

His lips slowly pressed onto yours a couple of times, chests heaving as the both of you are still trying to catch your breaths. God, it's so hard to be annoyed at him when he's such a good kisser.

"I'll head out tomorrow and buy the mornin' after pill for you," he murmured against your lips before leaving another soft peck. "So you don't need to stress about having to birth mini versions of me anytime soon because that would be a damn hassle."

You couldn't help but snort at his comment, playfully rolling your eyes before nodding to his reassurance. You guys were still college students and certainly didn't need to be young parents any time soon. Your body moved to rest your back against the soft mattress as you gazed up at your breathless boyfriend who had his silver eyes glued onto yours like a predator.

"Y'know..." he started, his big hand tracing from your bare chest to your inner thigh, his fingers hooking around the plush of it before squeezing firmly. "It's a good thing that Reo is away and it's just us two. All alone and we can go round for round."

"So loud and so wrong Nagi, loud especially from both you and your little girlfriend."

Eyes shot wide like the moon from both you and Nagi when you heard the familiar voice of Nagi's purple haired best friend, Reo who was smirking widely and snickering from the other side of the door.

Your face flushed furiously, causing you to hide your embarrassed state in the crook of Nagi's neck while he wrapped his strong arms around you. He glared at the door that concealed Reo's figure and was already plotting how to get back at him.

★ MASTERLIST ★

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Drawing Hawks again

Shinsou x Fem!Reader in a band

Summary: Some of class 1A gets together to see Jiro perform with her band. Takes place in their early twenties.

Art from Pinterest!

Warnings: drinking, bar environment.

Song: SKIN by AMAI

“Shinsou’s here! Hey man!” Kirishima exclaims.

Some members of class 1A swarm around him, everyone greeting him differently. It had been awhile since the class had gotten together like this.Everyone was in their early twenties by now. Today they came together to see Jirou’s band perform. The venue could hold a little over 100 people. 

“We’re all so glad you could make it!” Ashido says. 

“I’m glad to be here. Excited to hear some good music.” Shinsou says in his usual cool demeanor.

“I heard Jirou’s band is good. They get booked for shows all the time.” Kaminari says.

“Yea, especially since they got a new singer. Jirou told me she sings like an angel and she fits in perfectly with the other girls in the band.” Momo says.

“I heard she looks as pretty as she sounds too.” Mineta butts in. 

Everyone from class 1A boos Mineta for his comment. 

“WHAT!? I was not the only person to think it!?” He protests. 

“But you were the only one to say it….” Sero interjects.

Shinsou shakes his head in disappointment. That was a typical Mineta comment. He thinks any girl with a pulse is hot. 

“I’m going to the bar. I’ll be right back.” He says to everyone. 

He makes his way over and sits on the last open stool next to you. He makes eye contact with you, causing you to smile at him. He looks down and notices you’re drinking hot tea…. out of a mug. 

He points at your mug and says, “They have tea here?”

“No, I brought this tea bag with me.” 

“Oh?” He says. 

“Did you want tea? I have extra in my purse and the bar has hot water.”  She offers. 

He was taken back by your response. Getting offered miscellaneous tea at the bar by a stranger was not on his bingo card tonight.

 “No, thank you, I appreciate the offer.….you must really like tea.” He observes. 

“Haha, I do! Alcohol dries my throat so I usually wait until after I sing to have it.” You reply. 

‘Sing? Is this the singer of the band? Hate to say this but Mineta was right, she’s gorgeous.’ Shinsou thinks to himself. You were wearing a black corset tank top with an army green pleated mini skirt and combat boots. You had a few dainty piercings on your face and ears that really caught Shinsou’s eye. 

“Do you sing in Jiro’s band?” He asks. 

“Yes! My name is L/N F/N.” You hold out your hand for him to grab. 

“I’m Shinsou Hitoshi. Nice to meet you.” He says as he shakes your hand, keeping eye contact with you. 

You couldn’t help but notice how much bigger his hands were than yours. They were rough and calloused but still had some softness to them. You two held each other's hands a bit longer than what was necessary. Once he let go, you both let out a small laugh. 

“How do you know Jirou?” You ask. 

“We went to U.A. together. Some of our classmates are here to support her.”

“Awe, that’s so sweet. Jirou talks about you guys so much. It’ll be nice to put faces to the names.” You smile softly at him. 

The bartender comes over and takes Shinsou’s order. He orders a beer and looks at you to see if you want anything. You shake your head ‘no’ and take a sip of your tea. The bartender comes back with the beer and sets it in front of him. 

“Can I buy you a drink after your set?” Shinsou says while bringing the glass bottle up to lips. 

You look at him with a smirk and say, “Yea, I’d like that.” 

“Good. I’m excited to hear you sing. Everyone’s been saying you sound like an angel.” 

“Yea, I get that a lot.” You get up from your barstool. Shinsou takes notice of your body. You rest your hand on his shoulder and bring your mouth to his ear to say “You can tell me what you think I sound like when you buy me that drink.” 

Shinsou nods his head with a sly smile on his face as you walk away. He looks at the time and realizes that the band is going on in the next 10 minutes. He walks back over to the rest of his classmates. 

“Who’s the cutie you were talking to at the bar, huh?” Ashido says to him while nudging his arm. 

“She’s the singer of Jirou’s band.” He answers nonchalantly. 

“SHE WAS AT THE BAR AND I DIDNT SEE HER!?” Mineta whines. 

“Shinsou, can you put him in horny jail?” Ashido says as she points to Mineta. 

“I’m on it.” He says. 

All of a sudden, Minetas eyes go blank. Shinsou had brainwashed him. 

“Go sit in the corner.” Shinsou demands. 

A mindless Mineta saunters over to the farthest corner in the bar and just stands there. 

“Thank you!! So what did you two talk about?” Ashido says. 

Ever since they went to U.A. together, Mina has always been in everyone’s business. She feels as if it’s her right to know. 

Shinsou lets out a scoff and says, “Wouldn't you like to know.”

“Yes, I would! That’s why I’m asking.” Mina pouts. 

“Hey guys! The show is about to start. Did we want to stand close to the stage?” Kirishima asks. 

Everyone agreed and made their way to the front. Kaminari and Shinsou catch up with each other as they wait for the band to come on. Once the audience starts to cheat their attention gets averted to stage. You and Jirou walk out holding hands with your other band mates.

“Hi sexies.” You say into the microphone that was set front and center.  The audience goes wild for you. You couldn’t help but to smile when they cheered. 

“So glad you all could join us tonight.” Jirou says into her microphone.

The members of the band exchange glances with each other. The bassist starts to play a bass line, the drummer shortly joins after. You start to sway your hips to the rhythm. 

“Skin you up, wear you out. Hold me close, I’m yours now. You can’t leave, You’re mine now.” 

Shinsou got goosebumps when the first note left your mouth. He felt as if he was in a trance. The song was heavy but also felt like a cold embrace. Not a single person in the audience dared to make noise as your band played. 

“I wanna be in your skin. Take me down to the deep ends. Two minds, one body and soul. I just want you to know.” You stared directly at Shinsou when you sang the chorus. Your intense stare gave hum butterflies. He couldn’t look away from you even if he tried. He knew you were singing for an audience but it felt like only you two were in the room. 

Once the guitar solo started, you got on your knees in front of Jirou. You whipped your hair in circles as she played in front of you. You lean all the way back, causing the back of your head to touch the stage. You belt out the ending words, “take me down.” 

“Holy shit.” Shinsou mutters as the audience begins to cheer. 

“Thank you. That song was called Skin.” You say into the microphone. 

You and the band perform 7 more songs, that’s including the encore the audience asked for. You loved performing with your band mates. It made you feel alive in the best way. 

“Ahhhh!! That was our best show yet!!” You say hugging Jirou as you two get off stage. 

“It really was!! We were so hot up there. I love our chemistry on stage.” She expresses.

You two dance a round for a second and give each other another hug. 

“Oh before I forget, I want to introduce you to my classmates! They should be waiting out back.” Jiro takes your hand and guides you through the backstage area. Once she opened the door, all her classmates began cheering for her. 

“Thank you guys! Your support means the world to me.” She said as she went to hug all her classmates. 

You and Shinsou lock eyes. There was something about his stare that gave you goosebumps. It made you question if he had a quirk that had to do with his eyes. He walks up to you and says, “I think I agree with everyone else. You do sound like an angel.”

“Oh yea? I’m glad you liked the show.” You say smirking at him.

Every time you spoke to him, it felt like it was just the two of you alone in a room. His voice had a way of getting in your head and being the only thing you heard. It made you feel as if every word he said to you was special and had a lot of meaning. What is up with this guy? 

“You still up for that drink?” He says as he gets closer to you.

“Mhm.” You respond, completely at a loss for words. 

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