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56169 No.56169
While we all enjoy images, I think smutfics have been declining a bit lately. No doubt people have ideas for them but can't write as well as others. Whilst those that can write, may be lacking inspiration or have been tied down with a project they've lost interest in.

So in this thread, you write up your idea for a fanfic story with whatever complexity you're comfortable with. Cartoon, comic, webcomic that noone's heard of, whatever you have a hot story for.

Writers can pick and choose as they please. Those with current fanfic projects here, are not expected to complete them first. Just have fun.

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No.58707
>>58669
What is that from?

No.58720
>>58707

This webcomic:

http://well-of-souls.com/outsider/

And now that I've found it, I really wish this dude would update more. It's starting off fairly interestingly. There's plenty of background fluff to be read, but nearly ten years for a little under 70 pages is pretty abysmal. At least he's persistent.

No.58721
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58721
>>58707
http://well-of-souls.com/outsider/

No.58892
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58892
After much procrastination, I've finally started the third and final chapter of my Supergirl arc. I've been putting it off because I couldn't think of a good way to resolve the situation she got into at the end of chapter two, but as with 90% of what I write, the idea came to suddenly so I quickly wrote it up so I wouldn't forget.

Starting and finishing is always the hardest part, so now that I've started it's just a long stretch till finishing and then, once that arc is done, I can comfortably begin working on the Roxy run.

No.61114
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61114
Momo's threat seems to have the weight of truth and i'd much like to read about this 48 hour masturbation frenzy.

Also rescue bump.

No.61125
>>61114
I would just like to some something with her and Hannelore. Maybe a combination of the to.

No.61142
>>61125
Well she was nursing her from sickness for a while. Maybe she'd come to check up on her and step in at a bad moment? Shy awkwardness and intimate girl talk insue.

No.61147
>>61142
I can dig it.

No.61189
I once wanted to write a parody of Marvel Zombies, called Marvel Hornies. Basically a sexually transmitted virus that makes everybody uncontrollably horny on a regular basis, and especially when near uninfected people... fucking an uninfected person causes an orgasm 1000 times better than anything else. Even things like incest taboo fall before the urges.

For fun I'd try to echo scenes from the original Marvel zombies, but with twists... An alternate universe Squirrel Girl, not Sentry, is the first infectee, who manages to get gangbanged by several Avengers. Reed Richards exposes his wife because he secretly always wanted to see Sue as a slut fucking Ben and her brother. She-Hulk breaks in Franklin and Val Richards. The major diversion from the zombie rules is that even though infectees crave sex with the uninfected, they can have sex with each other, it's just not as good. The first time you have sex with somebody you've personally had is always best though.

I never got started because I wanted to see it as an epic mega porn comic instead of text, and I knew it would never be.

No.61197
>>61147
Speaking from experience, masturbation frenzies can get really gross. The air is thick with the stink of pussy and said pussy is a complete mess, full of thick goo, that rasps and grunts with insertion.

Now you imagine a girl like Hannelore walking in on that and they'd likely have to carry her out in a straitjacket.

No.61200
Here's a short fic by Library Lass based on my Tim/Carrie/Beryl idea.
“Dammit, I have you this time!” Tim snarled across the room. With Bruce out of town on business for the week and Batgirl and Spoiler volunteering to take patrol duty tonight, Tim Drake and his new protégé, schoolmate Carrie Kelly, had the evening to kick back and have a good time, and they were determined to make the most of it. Currently the two of them were embroiled in a bitter game of Super Smash Bros. Brawl. With a triumphant laugh, Carrie’s Sheik managed to KO Tim’s Pikachu, taking its last stock with it.

“Dammit, if this were the last game I would have had you,” Tim grumbled. “You know something? This game is really fun with more than two players. We should invite someone over.”

“Good idea,” Carrie said, stretching out on the couch. “Who, though? Cass and Stephanie are out on duty, Barbara and Tim are still working on that case in Bludhaven, and Connor’s on the other side of the country.”

Tim pondered for a moment. “Before Bruce left he said that Cyril was in town. We could see if he brought Beryl with him.” Before he finished the sentence, Carrie had already dug into her backpack and grabbed her cell. “Hang on,” Tim interrupted. “I’ll call her. She knows me better.”
Beryl Hutchinson, better known as the Squire, startled a bit as her cell phone, charging in the far corner of the hotel room her mentor had rented for her at the Gotham Towers, started ringing. She scrambled across the bed, grabbing the phone off the nightstand, and flipped it open. “Hello?” She said.
“Hey, Squire. It’s Robin.”

“Oh, hi, Robin. Did you know Cyril and I are in-”

“Actually, I was kind of hoping so,” Tim laughed. “How fast can you get over to Wayne Manor? It’s kind of a big deal.”

“Um… About twenty minutes. I’ll be right there.”

“Alright, see you then.”

No.61201
>>61197

Well how would you do it?

No.61202
>>61200
Seventeen and a half minutes later, the Squire’s motorcycle pulled up to Wayne Manor. The mansion seemed peacefully quiet. Beryl didn’t trust the silence, so she approached the house carefully, looking for the least obtrusive way of getting in. Her phone rang again, surprising her a bit less this time. She saw it was Tim again. “Robin, I’m here. How do I get in?” she asked.

“You could just ring the doorbell,” Tim said. As she walked back to the door and did so, Beryl felt a little embarrassed that she’d gone to all the trouble of getting into her uniform for something that turned out to not be an emergency. She could hear a girl giggling in the background. “Er… Tim? Who is that?”
“What? Oh. Nobody, that’s just Carrie,” said Tim.

“Carr- Oh, right, the other Robin,” Beryl remembered. “Why’s she here?”

“Well, Bruce is out of town so I invited her to hang out and we figured it would be more fun if we had someone else come over too. It’s not a problem, is it?”

“No,” Beryl muttered, feeling a little silly. She had been anticipating danger, and she had been exciting herself for a fight. Now the adrenaline was in full flow at exactly the wrong time, but she still felt a little agitated. The door squeaked a bit as it opened, and Tim waved to Beryl, wearing a Ramones t-shirt and a pair of Green Lantern pajamas. “Sorry, usually Alfred would get the door but he’s wit- oh, jeez, Beryl, I didn’t know you were coming in uniform! Come on, get inside, we can see if any of Cass’s stuff will fit you.”

Tim led Beryl up through the wing of the mansion that he and Cass lived in. “Cass’s room is the fifth one on the left, pick out whatever you like. Carrie and I’ll be in the first one on the right when you’re changed.”
As Beryl dug through Cass’s room, struck by how few possessions she kept outside of what she needed for sparring and her work as Batgirl, she had an idea. She never knew later whether it was the last dregs of her adrenaline, a surge of hormones, or something else entirely, but she tiptoed across the hall still in uniform. Tim and Cass were playing a video game. “Maybe this was a bad idea,” Beryl thought to herself as they were too embroiled in the game to initially take notice of her. She started undressing, taking off her hat and undoing her ponytail, then shuffling out of her jacket, when she felt eyes on her.
“Beryl?” Carrie asked. “I thought you were gonna change out of your uniform.”

Beryl threw the jacket on to Carrie’s legs. “Well, I kind of am.” She had a feeling her plan was working.

“Oh. Don’t let me stop you, then,” Carrie giggled, her eyes wandering over Beryl’s bare arms, her shoulders, her tight body. Carrie had been an acrobat and she was still in fairly good shape, but Squire’s muscles were toned from being a regular crime fighter for much longer than Carrie had. Of course, Carrie didn’t notice at first, but Tim was watching Beryl too. The round was over, he’d won this time, and now his redheaded Brit counterpart was taking her clothes off in front of him. As she stepped one by one out of her boots, posing as she did so, Beryl glanced over and saw Carrie’s hand disappear under the waistband of her yellow and white panties. She blushed a little at this reaction, and nearly stopped dead in her tracks when another glance confirmed that the more experienced of the Robins was sporting an erection visible through his pajama pants, straining against them as she slowly rolled up her skintight top.

No.61203
>>61202
Tim suddenly turned his head around to face Carrie as she gave a small squeak of pleasure, her fingers stretching the fabric of her underwear as they worked her sensitive parts. Carrie’s eyes were half closed, and a perverse urge struck Tim, an urge he gave in to as he reached out one hand to Carrie’s chest and started massaging her breasts through her shirt. Carrie gave a yelp of surprise, opening her eyes and glaring at Tim for a moment, but then she laughed it off and quit masturbating for a moment to peel off her top, then nodded for Tim to continue, as she rubbed one foot against his erection.

Realizing she was no longer the focus of the two Americans’ attention, Beryl quickly stripped down to her bra and panties and crept around to the other side of Carrie, nibbling the short-haired girl’s ear as she trailed a hand down her body. With her other hand Beryl undid her own bra, tossing it into a pile with her other things, and as she intercepted Carrie’s fingers with her own, she peeled both pairs of panties away. Carrie worked her underwear off her ankles and crumpled them in a ball, moaning and rolling around to face the other ginger and groaning out “Tim, take your pants off,” as she kissed Beryl’s neck.

Tim was about to comply when one of Beryl’s petite hands tugged at his waistband, pulling his pajamas away from his hips and freeing his erection. Tim used the opportunity to get his T-shirt off, as Beryl began to jerk him off. With her other hand, Beryl slipped a finger between Carrie’s hairless lips, to which Carrie responded by nibbling the taller partner’s left nipple and gently tugging her right. Beryl took her hand away from Carrie’s slit, drying itself on her trimmed pubic hair, repositioning herself to be on top of the pale girl, finding just the right angle… (There!) to grind against her. She let go of Tim’s member to squeeze Carrie’s fingers. Carrie squeezed back, Beryl’s less well-groomed bush giving her just the right amount of friction to curl her toes with a purr. She arched her back, forcing Beryl’s hips into the air.

No.61204
>>61203
Tim started kissing the young Englishwoman’s spine and her shoulder blades, twisting around the girls to get in position behind Beryl as she gave Carrie a deep, lustful kiss. He nudged Carrie’s thigh with his knee, and she began crawling back up the bed to make room. Beryl kissed every inch of Carrie’s body she could get at on the way, as Tim slipped into her. Once he was in, she ground her ass against his hips, barely requiring him to move as she kissed at Carrie’s legs, which parted to reveal her jewel-pink labia. These, Beryl carefully manipulated with her lips and tongue, eliciting vocally excited reactions from her. Carrie reached down to lift Beryl’s head up for a moment, and dived back down under Beryl’s body, turning around so that each of them could stimulate the other.
Although neither of them had been with another girl before (or for that matter, with a boy), each took to eating pussy like a natural, and within a moment Carrie could take no more, and she reached with one hand to cover her loins. Beryl nudged her hand aside, driving Carrie even further beyond her peak/ Carrie struggled to keep her mind clear enough to keep reciprocating Beryl’s affections, until finally she climaxed too, her contractions mustering Tim to pick up the pace of their coupling, though not so much to accidentally hit Carrie on the head. Carrie used her free hand to tease Tim’s balls once she was sure she was lucid enough to not hurt him. Her clarity didn’t last long, however, as Beryl drove her to another orgasm within a few moments.
Tim could feel his own release coming close. Not wanting to impregnate Beryl, he pulled out well in advance, but continued rubbing against her outer lips. Carrie could see through her pleasure-blurred eyes what he was doing, and began licking the underside, as the direct contact with her clit forced Beryl to cum again, much more loudly than she had the last time. “AAAGH! FUCK! YES!” Beryl moaned, launching into what could only be described as moaning like a whore and swearing like a sailor. The dual stimulation of Beryl’s flesh and Carrie’s tongue, combined with her exotic accent snarling obscenities, was nearly too much for Tim. Sensing this, Carrie wrapped her lips around the head of his cock, gulping down Tim’s seed as it sprayed against her tongue. With a shudder and a sigh, Tim and Beryl lay down to catch their breath, Beryl cradled in the arms of her two American friends.

They carried on their play throughout the night, pairing off in every way, stopping periodically for something to eat or a few rounds of one of Tim’s video games, and spent much of the next morning asleep, which is where Cassandra found them around nine o’clock. She briefly considered waking them up, but decided they looked like they needed the rest.
By Library Lass

That's it, folks! I hope to find an artist to adapt this into a short comic. Originally I was going to pick Glassfish, but she has been inactive for some time, so I might hand it over to Sparrow.

No.61205
>>61201
Nah, i still think it should happen that way. Just Hannelore would be in shock and Marigold would be majorly embarrassed. Then Han would get a hold of herself and still try to talk to Mar to see if she's okey. girl-talk, etc.

inB4 'where' the SEX?!'

No.61224
>>61197
>The air is thick with the stink of pussy and said pussy is a complete mess, full of thick goo, that rasps and grunts with insertion.

Mmm... keep talking, baby...

No.61236
>>61224
Heh. By 'experience', i meant sharing a bunkbed with a girl who thought i was asleep. Sorry to disappoint.

The whole 'multiple orgasm to point of needing clean bedsheets' thing seems rare in fanfics. Maybe because women writers think it's gross and unattractive and male writers think female sexdrives work like theirs. Who knows.

No.61288
>>61205
I can live with that. But will there be sex at some point?

No.61289
>>61236
They need to run with that.

No.61290
>>61288
If whoever's going to write it can think of a way, sure. I don't read enough QC to know the characters that well.

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61527
Dream-Jade trying to wake Dream-John with some unorthodox methods.

I'd do it myself but I don't think I could get the voices right.

No.61982
God damn this final chapter is driving me nuts. I get an idea to take it in a new, "better', direction and then after investing so much time in it I get bored and hate the idea. At least I'm nearly done with it, I hope.

No.61983
Something with Wonder Woman?

No.62049
>>61983

wonder woman and wonder girl (cassie) must fight an evil alternate superman from an earth modeled after john newman's gor. what will become of them, and how does supergirl spell their salvation or doom?

No.62061
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62061
I got a fanfic idea for you, Sam,Alex,and Clover from Totally Spies taking a shit outdoors while Mandy was hiding in the bushes videotaping the whole thing.

No.62066
>>62061
At a party!

No.62303
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62303
>>61983
How about something based on this pic?

No.62386
>>62061

make it piss and not shit and I'd be interested in reading it. Nobody likes scat.

No.62452
>>62303
Wonder Woman's lasso can mind control people?

No.63456
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63456
Got one for Adventure Time.

Marceline's cave is rendered inhabitable somehow, so she returns to claim domain on Fin & Jake's treehouse again. This time however, she likes Fin enough to let them stay. The duo adapt to living with their new housemate and her weird ways.

It's less "hey kid, wanna /ss/" and more Marceline being a constant distraction to Fin (intentional or otherwise.) Coming to breakfast in just a towel after a shower, playing videogames with Fin in just a tanktop and panties, making a hammock in the same room as him, etc.

Fin's not stupid but he's obviously still in the 'girls are just like guys' mentality. He'd treat Marceline as such until something like what's written above, makes him see her differently.

Marceline will eventually catch on and confront him whilst Jake's away but it shouldn't result in a full blown sex scene in the first instance.

No.63467
>>63456
THIS

No.63476
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63476
Zimmy/Gamma, something sweet and consensual. Maybe including Kat.

No.63529
Idea: Marvel Adventures Spider-Man, Emma Frost, Chat, and Gwen Stacy in a foursome.

No.63745
So did that Marigold Hannelore thing go anywhere?

No.63768
>>63745
Wish I knew. Maybe we need to poke the original /co/ on where all the writefags have gone.

No.63769
>>63768

Maybe. I just wish there was more Marigold/Hannelor stuff.

No.63903
>>63456
I wrote that one fic with Jake bootyraping Finn until he died. I am intrigued by your idea and may possibly explore it in the future.

No.64396
Not an idea but a question i'm curious about. Do you guys long stories with slow build up and tension, over quickies that get to the sex within a few paragraphs?

I've read extremes of both and lean towards the former, so long as it doesn't derail into something else for very long.

No.64399
>>64396
Depends on the quality/quantity payoff and the story's overall style. The more direct approach is easier to write, though.

No.65202
bump

No.68884
We almost lost this thread to the void. Anyone got any new ideas?

No.68894
>>68884
a story detailing the scarlet witch's early time with the avengers when they make her their fuck slave "as part of her hero rehab." bonus points if it's the wasp the whole story

No.71143
So are we just out of ideas or are we jaded because no one is writing anything?

No.71145
>>71143
Mostly the latter.

I could think up more ideas but i put so much detail in them, I think it puts writefags off. No room for their own take.

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73106
>>56234
bump for this.

No.73167
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73167
Someone needs to make this happen. I don't care how, just make it so.

No.73179
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73179
>>73167

>Vicky
>love

No.73182
>>73179

I think its a trope. Girl bullies the hell out of a kid because she likes him

No.73188
>>73182
Well, it is loli Vicky, who WAS pretty nice.



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