I will be offline for a bit because of personal reasons.

Chapters: 30/? Fandom: Fear the Walking Dead (TV), The Walking Dead (TV), The Walking Dead & Related Fandoms, Fear The Walking Dead - Fandom Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Troy Otto/Original Female Character(s), Troy Otto/Original Character(s), Minor or Background Relationship(s) Characters: Troy Otto, Jake Otto, Blake Sarno, Cooper (Fear The Walking Dead), Alicia Clark, Nick Clark, Madison Clark (Fear the Walking Dead), Jeremiah Otto, Original Female Character(s), Original Female Character(s) of Color, Original Characters, Original Male Character(s) Additional Tags: Zombie Apocalypse, Apocalypse, Post-Apocalypse, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Blood and Injury, Blood and Gore, Enemies to Lovers, Enemies to Friends, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Implied/Referenced Character Death, Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Child Abuse, Past Abuse, Explicit Language, Revenge, Emotional Manipulation, Blood and Violence, Slow Romance, Complicated Relationships, Manipulative Relationship, Platonic Female/Male Relationships, Platonic Romance, Platonic Relationships, Developing Relationship, Unhealthy Relationships, Racism, Survival Series: Part 4 of Fear the Walking Dead | T. Otto Summary:

"Troy, stop," Cristine demanded. She didn't look at him, not even when she felt him cage her entirely between the door and himself, arms at either side of her body with his hands pressing into the door. Her eyes fluttered from the building pressure in her sockets. The upper corner of her lips twitched from holding back her urge to scream and cry at the same time.

This wasn't right.

Troy saw it all in front of him like a recorded movie and whispered, "not until you tell me the truth. Say that I'm right." Cristine didn't say anything for a long time and didn't want to argue, not when she wasn't sure what it would mean if she would fold under Troy's pressure and admit it. The familiar streak in his voice made her breath hitch. It was the tone that balanced on the fringe of reason and excited madness. Cristine bit her lower lip and glared at the floor. She didn't want to talk about this anymore, not when emotions started to run high and the thread of reason and insanity blurred. It was like toppling into the depth of everything dark and perverse of waiting to swallow them both whole with imminent ruin and self-destruction.

Like always, they were operating at Troy's pace.

Troy Otto FTWD3

GIFS ARE MINE, PLS GIVE CREDIT

Troy Otto FTWD3

GIFS ARE MINE, PLS GIVE CREDIT! <3

Troy Otto FTWD3

GIFS ARE MINE, PLS GIVE CREDIT! <3

My absolute favorite comments to get as a fic writer are the ones that are like "hey this porn you wrote is hot."

Because it is so hard to write good sex scenes. You're constantly wondering "is this actually hot or will it sound insane/cringey?" You're trying to hit emotional beats while not taking away from the sexiness. You're trying to make sure actions are clear and nothing gets all muddled and confusing for the reader. It requires you to really think about how the characters are going to react to everything that happens, so on top of making sure it's actually hot, you have to worry about if it's in-character for everyone involved. It's so much easier to write sex scenes that are bad on purpose than sex scenes that are actually good and meant to be hot.

So, yeah, I assure you, because the most common thing I hear people saying when they leave a comment about the sex scenes I write is "I hope it's not weird to comment on this scene," it's not weird at all and I appreciate it so much! I am literally never going to be mad at someone leaving a row of 🔥 emojis in their comment, I promise. If you're reading a fic and you think the sex scenes are well done, let the author know! That's likely one of the parts they're a bit nervous about working well so it'll mean so much to know you thought it was good.

Can’t wait for the new chapter!! ❤️

And I can't wait to share it soon.

Ah yes, the next chapter will be a rollercoaster of callouts and familiar (toxic) dynamics in my previous book(s), but they're long overdue. It’s almost done (finally) and my goal is to publish it near the end of the week / in the weekend.

I know I’m late but the second part of the one shot was AMAZINGGGG!! Hope all is well 🫶

Thank you so much ❤️ I enjoyed writing it as well. Also, thank you for asking. I’m well. Hope you too anon.

Troy definitely takes care of his S/O. He’s done it for his mom (even if she hated him for doing that) so when he has someone who deserves it, he’ll do it. What will baffle him is his S/O being appreciative of it and returning the favor.

Chapters: 2/2 Fandom: Fear the Walking Dead (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Troy Otto/Original Female Character(s), Troy Otto/Original Character(s) Characters: Troy Otto Additional Tags: Established Relationship, Post-Canon Season 8, Angst and Fluff and Smut, Takes place a few years after the dam explosion, meaning troy brought the horde to the ranch, the nation took over, troy was banished, james and jeremiah both died, through the manipulations of madison, i'll touch upon it, either way a lot of angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Angst and Romance, This follows the storyline of season 3 and S8, Fluff and Smut, Smut, My First Smut Series: Part 5 of Fear the Walking Dead | T. Otto Summary:

Troy was dead-murdered.

Cristine had clung to a flimsy thread of her reality through her connection with the ones she was returning to- her current small family unit, her grounding source in an otherwise chaotic existence. Yet, here Troy was, defying the narrative of her fractured reality. Cristine's heart pumped hard, and conflicting emotions drowned her senses. She had endured years of solitude, crafting a facade of resilience, and now, faced with his supposed face, her mind rejected the implausible truth.

"This isn't real," Cristine blurted out, her voice laced with desperate denial. The fragility of her mental state, often masked by a stoic survivor persona she had unveiled in full, unraveled in the face of this impossible. "You're not real. "Attempting to escape, Cristine recoiled, trying to distance herself from the phantom holding her captive that defied the logic of her grief-stricken existence. "You're dead." Sheer panic gripped her, an overwhelming surge of fear that clawed at the edges of her consciousness.

Depending on how quick I can finish it, I might post the chapter on Valentine Day (lol no pressure)

After so long the smut is smutting between Troy and Cristine!!! Hope I can share the smut for my short story reunion between them at the end of the week

After so long the smut is smutting between Troy and Cristine!!! Hope I can share the smut for my short story reunion between them at the end of the week

After so long the smut between Troy and Cristine is finally smutting!!! Hope I can share the it for my short story at the end of the week

Just checking in! How’s everything going? ❤️

Thank you so much for checking in anon <3. Life is a bit busy right now, but I am settling in my new place (finally!) and am healthy. Unfortunately hobbies (writing, reading, painting) have been pushed to the backburner, but slowly but gradually I will pick them up again, especially for my own sanity.

Next chapter is out!

So I mostly settled in so will be focusing on my WIP again!

Hope to share it with you both