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writingmingyu · 5 months

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Fade Into You

Title: Fade into You Pairing: Joshua x Gender-Neutral!Reader Genre: Fluff, childhood friends to lovers Summary: After drunkenly agreeing to meet an online friend in real life for the first time, you discover this wasn’t the first time you’d met. Word count: 4.8k plus 2

Author’s Note: This was part of the @svthub Fall-ing for You collab! I had fun writing this as it's something different for me. I wanted to give off Gilmore Girls vibes with this and I think I achieved it.

I hope you enjoy reading! And don't forget to check out all the other fics that are part of this collab!

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You double-checked your appearance in the rearview mirror before taking a deep breath and leaving the car. You were about to go on your first blind date in forever and you were freaking out.

Well it wasn't entirely blind, you had been talking to JH48536 for about a month now and finally had the confidence - or too much wine - to agree to meet in person. You were just worried it was going to be a disaster.

Everyone had warned you that meeting up with someone from an online chat room was dangerous. You had about six friends in a group chat on standby ready to jump in and save you at a moment's notice. Even as you walked through the parking lot towards the cafe you spotted Soonyoung and Minghao chilling in Soonyoung's car.

Subtle. You texted Minghao as you opened the cafe door.

Just say the word and we'll create a diversion. Was the response you got back. You shook your head with a smile before pocketing your phone, imagining Minghao running into the cafe with ketchup on his face yelling that there was some kind of crash outside. Soonyoung would be lying in the middle of the street.

You open the door to the cafe and are immediately hit with the warmth and smell of coffee beans. You loved coming into a cosy space after being out in the autumn air, no matter how little or how long you were outside. You approach the counter and read the specials board, just as someone is calling out the name of the next person’s order.

“Joshua!”

You’re head turns on instinct to look for who this Joshua might be. It couldn’t be, you thought to yourself as you scanned the room. But sure enough, it was as if you had materialised him from thin air.

Joshua Hong stood up from the corner of the room and made his way to the counter. He was taller and his hair was darker, but there was no mistaking this man. It was Joshua, your Joshua. The same Joshua you had been best friends with when you were ten years old. The one you had kind of had a crush on but were too afraid to admit and then his family moved out of town and you never saw him again. Until now.

He smiled as he thanked the waitress for his coffee, and you couldn’t help but smile to yourself. He still had the same mischievous smirk that used to get you two into plenty of trouble as kids.

“Joshua?” You say, catching his attention before he heads back to his seat.

“Y/N? Is that you?” Joshua walked over to give you a hug. It had been ten years, but he still smelt the same as you remembered, like toasted almonds and sandalwood.

“What’re you doing here?” You were still in a bit of a daze when you separated. Your heart beating faster and a flush coming to your cheeks. You hadn’t really thought about Joshua since he’d moved away but now he was standing in front of you and memories came flooding back.

“I just moved back into town, I was actually thinking about you the other day.”

“Really?” You cursed yourself for sounding hopeful.

“Yeah, I was wondering if you still lived here. And here you are.”

“Here I am,”

“Do you wanna hang out for a bit? I’m supposed to be meeting someone but they’re not here yet.”

“Yeah sure, let me just order some coffee first.”

Joshua headed back to his seat and you ordered a pumpkin spice latte. As you were waiting at the counter, your phone pinged with a message. It was just Soonyoung asking if everything was going okay, but you’d been distracted by your childhood friend reappearing that you’d completely forgotten why you were there.

Yeah, everything’s fine. He’s not here yet but ran into an old friend. You texted back.

You got your latte and went to sit down opposite Joshua. You still couldn’t believe he was back after all this time. But as you fell into conversation, it was almost as if you two had never been apart. You were instantly reminiscing about the past and all the adventures you had together.

“So I’m thinking I have been stood up,” Joshua says after a while. You had both finished your coffees and time had been ticking on.

“Oh, I totally forgot you were meeting someone!” Come to think of it, you were supposed to meet someone too. You check your phone to see a few messages in the group chat - Minghao had done a drive-by of the cafe window to scope out your ‘childhood friend’ and everyone was wondering if he was cute.

Pics??? Soonyoung had asked.

He’s definitely her type. Minghao had reported back to the group.

You rolled your eyes and opened up the app where you had been talking to your mystery man. Your heart almost stopped when you saw he was online, and you felt like time had slowed when you could see he was typing. This was definitely going to be a ‘sorry I can’t make it’ message. You had been talking with Joshua for at least half an hour, there was no way this guy was going to show up now.

“Is something wrong?” Joshua asked.

“Everything’s fine,” you say, the guy had stopped typing and you looked up to see Joshua had pulled out his own phone. “It’s just, I was supposed to meet someone too, and I was just checking to see if he had messaged, it looked like he was typing so I think he might’ve changed his mind.”

“Oh no, that sucks,”

“It’s fine,” you tried to brush it off. It wasn’t the first time you’d been stood up, besides you had your friends outside so you wouldn’t be lonely. “Did you hear from the person you were supposed to meet?”

“I’m actually just going to send them a message now,” Joshua turned back to his phone and began typing again, you watched as he typed out his message and pressed send. Maybe he was having better luck than you were. “Maybe they didn’t see me in the corner.”

As Joshua puts his phone away, you’re phone pings with a message. Your heart is beating in your ears as you glance down, prepared for the worst.

Hey, I’m here but I got caught up talking with a friend - I don’t know if you’re here yet but just wanted to let you know I didn’t forget about our meeting today 🙂 We are in the corner of the cafe, just come over and say hi.

“Oh my God,” you whisper to yourself. You read the message a couple of times over before looking up at the man in front of you. Was Joshua the person you were supposed to meet today? This didn’t make any sense. You had been talking to this guy for weeks, surely you would have pieced together if you were talking to someone you knew?

You looked at the username again and suddenly it clicked - JH48536 - Joshua Hong. How it hadn’t occurred to you before you had no idea. You had never asked this man his name, he had never asked for yours either and most of the time you just thought it was a random username with letters and numbers. You didn’t think it actually stood for anything.

“Joshua, is your online username JH48536?”

“Um…yes?” He responds looking confused.

“And did you just send a message saying you are with a friend and you didn’t forget about your meeting today?”

Joshua’s confused face turns to one of realisation as he pieces together what you’d just told him. “So you’re HopelessRomantic24893?” Your username was not your best, but you hated being put on the spot for that kind of thing.

You nod still in shock, thinking about when Joshua was talking to you online. He had mentioned something about his childhood best friend, he was sad that you’d never kept in touch after he moved and you had related to that saying you missed the old boy next door. It’s crazy how you never made the connection about each other before.

“That’s wild,” Joshua leans back in his chair. He was probably doing the same thing you were doing, trying to see if there were hints in your previous conversations about who you were. “I had no idea,”

“Me neither,” you wanted to laugh, it was a strange coincidence but you were relieved to know that you weren’t stood up and grateful that the person you met online wasn’t a total stranger.

“So what now?”

“Well, I should probably text my friends and let them know you’re not a serial killer.”

Joshua laughs, “how do you know it’s been a long time,”

“I feel like if you wanted to kill me, you would’ve lured me into a dark alleyway by now. Besides you didn’t know I was your mystery date,” you typed out a message to your friends that you were fine before stowing your phone away.

“True, but now I know, there’s still time.”

“Well, my friends know who you are now so I’d say reschedule the murder plans for another day.”

“I guess I’ll have to go with plan B.” Joshua gets up from his seat and holds out his hand. “Y/N, would you like to come with me on a trip to the town’s autumn fair?”

“I’d love to,” You take his hand and you head out of the cafe.

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You hadn’t been to the annual autumn fair since you were sixteen. It was the kind of thing that only appealed to families and elder people. It was held at the farm on the edge of town and the whole community came together to celebrate the harvest season.

Before you step out of the car, you begin swiping away messages from the overactive group chat. Once you had told the boys, Joshua was your blind date they started freaking out and wanting more information. All you told them was you were safe and they could go home. But you couldn't help looking over your shoulder to see if Minghao and Soonyoung had followed you. They had to be around here somewhere, they weren’t going to leave without photos for the group chat.

"Wow, I haven't been here in forever." Joshua yawned, stretching his arms above his head. You couldn't help but notice his sweater ride up when he stretched, revealing some of his stomach.

"Me neither," you replied, taking a breath and looking around. "Still looks the same though."

You had loved coming to the farm with Joshua as a child. You would compete in apple bobbing and he always won, chase each other through the corn maze and spend hours in the pumpkin patch choosing the perfect pumpkins for carving.

"Where do we start?"

"Well, I don't know if apple bobbing is still your thing," you say as you pay for your entry fees. "But I think you still hold the record."

"No way, really?" Joshua's eyes lit up. "Let's go see."

You approached the apple bobbing stations by the barn. There were a group of kids huddled around a barrel trying to grab apples with their teeth. Looking back you realised it probably wasn't the smartest thing to be doing growing up, but it was tradition.

The leaderboard was pinned to one of the barn doors and Joshua walked ahead to read it.

"Joshua Hong, twelve apples." He read. "I was good."

"Y/N, three apples," you pointed at the bottom. "I shouldn't even be on there."

"Three's pretty good, considering." Joshua tilted his head toward the group of children. They probably had one apple between them.

"Apple bobbing is hard, you just have a big mouth."

"Nah you just didn't wanna get wet."

"Getting a little wet never hurt anyone, you wanna go again?" The words come out of your mouth before you realise what you've said. It wasn't exactly the first date activity you had in mind, and you usually wouldn't be so forward but being around an old friend made things easier. If anything, it was your childhood competitiveness coming out.

"I'm game if you are," Joshua was already shrugging out of his coat and scarf.

You rolled your eyes. "Game on," you pull your own scarf off and knelt down in front of a free barrel.

"Y/N? Joshua Hong?" The woman who was supervising the apple bobbing came to stand in front of you.

"Mrs McDonnell! Nice to see you!" Joshua smiled, he always was a charmer to people of authority, your old principal especially.

"Don’t tell me you two are really going apple bobbing,” the principal looked down disapprovingly at both of you but there was a hint of a smile on her lips.

"Absolutely, we are. I came to defend my title.”

"Well, you know the rules, you have two minutes to get as many apples as possible. You can only use your teeth, no hands! I know you used to cheat Joshua.”

“So that’s how you have managed to get so many apples,” you should have known he was cheating but you were always too busy focusing on your own apple-bobbing attempts to notice.

“That’s not true! And I’ll prove it, right here, right now.” Joshua put his hands behind his back.

“All right, I’ll be keeping a firm eye on you then.” Mrs McDonnell opened her phone to set a timer. “Your two minutes starts…. Now!”

You and Joshua both lean down towards the apples in the water, immediately being brought back to being ten years old, you begin to work an apple over to the edge of the barrel to try to bite into it. Joshua’s head was next to yours and you could feel him struggling next to you, he definitely cheated when you were children.

After what felt like an eternity, you finally had a good enough grasp on the apple with your teeth to pull it out of the water and you dropped down next to you. Before heading back in, you took a few seconds to watch Joshua. He was trying the same technique as you and was furiously biting at an apple trying to get enough of a grip to lift it, but it kept floating away.

“Not so easy without your hands, is it?” You smirk.

“You’re just a square for playing by the rules.” Joshua shot back, finally managing to grasp the apple with his teeth and pull it out of the water.

“Thirty seconds left!” Mrs McDonnell calls.

You both dive back into the water and almost bump heads, but you work hard to get a second apple. All you needed was one to beat Joshua and that was something you could hold over his head forever.

Thankfully, you were able to spy a smaller apple and were able to get a good hold of it and you pulled it out of the water just as the timer finished.

“Ha!” You said triumphantly. “I win!”

“Congratulations Y/N! I knew you could do it.” Mrs McDonnell handed both of you towels to wipe your faces. “Now, go cause havoc somewhere else. I have children to supervise.”

You dab your face and pick up your belongings. “Don’t feel too bad for losing, it’s your own fault for cheating years ago. There was no way you were going to live up to that.”

“Well, there goes my plan to impress you with my apple-bobbing skills.” Joshua reached over to wipe some water from your chin. He lingered for a second and your cheeks flushed at the intimate gesture.

“Oh please,” you brought yourself out of the moment. “It was never your apple-bobbing skills that impressed me.”

“Then what was it?”

You thought about your answer as you both left the barn. There were a lot of things that Joshua did to impress you as a child. He was an adventurous kid, and he never backed down from a challenge. The confidence he emanated was contagious and he pushed you out of your comfort zone.

“The way you were so fearless as a kid.”

“As a kid? You mean I’m not now?”

“Well, we only just got reacquainted I don’t know if you still take risks like you used to.”

“I definitely do,” there was a twinkle in his eye, he had a plan.

“Like what?” you were curious, so you played into it.

“Like meeting up with a stranger I met online,”

You rolled your eyes, “I did that too, doesn’t count.”

“What about this?”

Joshua turned to face you, his hands coming up to cup your face and tilting your head up to kiss you. The kiss was soft and only lasted a few seconds, but the spark you felt when your lips connected was electric. You’d never imagined kissing Joshua Hong, you only realised you had feelings for him after he’d moved away but even then, you never pictured anything coming from the crush. You never thought you’d see him again, but here he was, standing in the middle of the fall fair with you, kissing you.

When he pulled away, you only wish he’d stayed longer, closer to you in your space. Your face felt cold from where his hands had been.

“It was a mistake wasn’t it?” Joshua said, interpreting your pout for him stepping over a line.

“No! The opposite,” you rushed to say. “I’m just surprised.”

“Surprised because I’m still a risk-taker or because I’m an awesome kisser?”

You rolled your eyes, “Surprised that you think you’re an awesome kisser. Come on, let’s go check out the rest of the fair.”

The rest of the afternoon passed by peacefully, you walked together through the vendors selling trinkets and produce. Both of you willingly taking any free sample that someone offered, just like when you were kids. Though this time, you felt a little guilty so ended up buying a few items from the sellers.

At the end of the stalls, you see someone selling hot chocolate, so you both decide to stop to have a cup. It was the same stall you had always begged your moms to take you to, and they rarely said yes, but now as adults you were not going to deny yourself the pleasure.

Once you had gotten your cup you turned to try to find a place to sit amongst all the people in the makeshift food court area when two people in the corner caught your eye. “I’ll be back,” you tell Joshua.

Your hunch was right about your friends following you to the fair. You headed towards Soonyoung and Minghao.

“What are you guys doing here?” You demanded trying to keep cool.

“Making sure your friend isn’t a murderer,” Soonyoung replied in a matter-of-fact tone. “Just because you knew each other when you were twelve doesn’t mean anything, he could have turned into a murderer since then.”

“That’s funny, he said the same thing. But as you can see, I’m still alive.”

“Look, we’re just enjoying the fair like everyone else, what’s the big deal?” Minghao asked.

“It’s just weird for you to be stalking me on a date. I don’t stalk you guys on your dates.”

“You asked us to,” Soonyoung had a point.

“I guess I did initially. But I told you guys everything was fine.”

“Yeah but if we hadn’t come we wouldn’t have seen the kiss!” Minghao exclaimed, pulling out his phone. It was zoomed in and very blurry, but there was no mistake that was your first kiss with Joshua caught on camera. Had they really been following you that closely?

“Oh my God, tell me you didn’t tell the group chat?!” You pull your phone out to see a LOT of unread messages.

“Sorry, we’re excited for you. This guy seems like a keeper!”

“That’s great but could you leave us alone now?”

“Fine, but you better text us to make sure you get home safe,” Soonyoung said.

“Sure thing Dad.”

“I’m just saying, the murderer thing has yet to be disproven. There’s still time for him to lure you into the woods to your death.”

You sighed, Soonyoung was always one for dramatics. “When do you think he’ll pass that test?”

“Maybe by the third date, but I wouldn’t get your hopes up.”

“Okay, I’m leaving now. You guys should too.”

“We love you too!”

You turned back to your date and hoped you didn’t look too flustered. Joshua had found a table and was just scrolling on his phone. You couldn’t help but get butterflies as you made your way back towards him. It was a strange feeling, one that reminded you of when you used to see Joshua as a kid. You thought it was just excitement for seeing your best friend but maybe there had always been something more there.

“There you are, I thought I’d lost you.” Joshua put his phone away.

“Sorry I just ran into some friends, I just wanted to say hi.”

“That’s cool, so what next?”

“I’m not sure, I’m just glad we were able to get some hot chocolate.” You take a sip of your drink, it had cooled down while you were talking to your friends but it still tasted just as you remembered. Sickly sweet and smooth like silk.

“I think I have an idea.”

Joshua wrapped his hand around yours as he pulled you towards the corn maze. You protested as you were sure to get lost since you hadn’t been there in ten years. “Muscle memory,” Joshua had said, walking backwards as he pulled you in. “I bet I could get us out of here blindfolded.

You let yourself be dragged into the maze but you didn’t think anything good was going to come of it. The maze was giant and even as kids you usually had to be rescued after getting lost in there. It was one of the only times you were allowed to use your cellphone as a kid and while Joshua always put on a brave face, he was just as scared as you were back then.

“You know, I don’t think we’ve ever made it out of this maze,” you remind him as you begin making turns, left and right, right then left.

“Not with that attitude we didn't. I'm pretty sure we go right here…”

You let Joshua take the lead as you navigated your way through the maze. You were surprised at how well he was doing, or at least amazed at his confidence. You two didn’t speak much as you passed by families, groups of children and other couples.

A few times you hit dead-ends but Joshua didn’t let you dwell on it too long before he was taking off in a new direction. Even if you were going to be stuck here for a while, you didn’t mind watching Joshua’s broad shoulders and his behind as you followed him around.

“Ah ha!” Joshua exclaimed as you made your way out of the exit. Or rather…the entrance. Somehow you had gone in a huge circle and ended up at the beginning again.

“At least we made it out,” you laughed. “I’m proud of you.”

“Thanks, is it possible the place got bigger since we’ve last been here?”

“Probably, I mean they have to do something to keep people coming back year after year. Still, your navigation skills were very impressive. I wouldn’t have been able to get out of there without you.”

“You’re welcome,” Joshua smiled.

“So we’ve conquered the maze…sort of. Now come on, there’s one last thing we have to do before we leave.”

You led the way this time as you made it to the merry-go-round in the middle of the grounds. It was one of your favourite things about the fair and the place where you always imagined you would have your first kiss.

When you told Joshua this he leaned over from his horse and kissed you on the cheek. “I know we had our first kiss earlier, but we can pretend this was our first.”

“I’ll tell everyone, we had a magical day at the fair and he kissed me on the merry-go-round.”

“That's all I ask,”

You look over at Joshua, but this time not as the boy you once knew but the man he is. It was different now, knowing that all the things an online stranger had told you now applied to the same person you knew as a child. He wasn’t that boy anymore and while you might have had a crush on the boy he was, you were wondering if you could love the man he is now.

As you exited the merry-go-round the fair was shutting down so you made your way back to the car.

You were sad the day was ending because it had been so perfect. You didn't think you'd ever have a first date like this again. Hopefully, you won't have any more first dates at all.

When you pulled up to your house, Joshua insisted on walking you to your door, you rolled your eyes but allowed him to anyway.

“You know, no one has ever done this for me before.”

“That’s because you wouldn’t let them.”

“No, it’s because no one has ever offered.”

“Well that’s silly, how else are they going to get their goodnight kiss?”

You blush, knowing that’s what the end of the date was coming to. Even though Joshua had already kissed you a couple of times today, this was the one you had mentally prepared for, and even then you weren’t sure you were ready.

“I guess they don’t get one,”

“And do I?”

“Of course,”

You close your eyes and lean in as Joshua does the same, your lips gently brushing against each other as you feel the jolt of electricity you felt earlier in the middle of the fair. This time Joshua’s hands found their way to your waist to pull your body flush against his, his tongue parting your lips to deepen the kiss.

It lasted minutes, maybe hours, you couldn’t tell the time when you finally pulled apart. Remembering that you were on the porch and any one of your nosy neighbours had probably seen you.

“So?” Joshua said when he stepped back.

“So what?”

“Now will you admit I’m an awesome kisser?”

“Please, that was all me,” You laughed.

“As if,” he laughed too. “I definitely contributed at least 75%.”

“Hmm, let’s agree it was 50/50.”

“Fine, so when can I see you again?”

There was a glint of hope in Joshua’s eyes that made your heart flutter. He was nervous as if you would deny him the chance to see you again.

“Tomorrow?” You bit your lip hoping it didn’t sound too eager. The day had been so fun and you didn’t want to go without seeing him for too long either.

“Sounds good,” Joshua leaned in to give you another kiss, this time on the cheek. “I’ll see you tomorrow. Goodnight,”

“Goodnight, Joshua.”

You stayed on the porch until Joshua had disappeared out of sight before heading inside to warm up. You had desperately wanted to invite him inside but based on the kiss you had had on the porch things probably would have escalated a lot faster than you were ready for. But given the fact you were seeing him tomorrow, you weren’t sure how much more self-control you’d be able to have.

You went upstairs to run yourself a bath and finally let yourself wrap your head around the events of the day. You opened up your phone to reread messages you had sent to Joshua before you knew who he really was. Rereading the texts, you began to read between the lines and piece together the Joshua you knew before with the one you saw today. It was easy now that you knew what you were looking for.

As you reached the end of your messages you saw a new one had appeared while you were scrolling.

Hey, glad to have met you today. Can’t wait to see what tomorrow holds. 🙂

You smiled before typing a reply and sinking into your bath. Another message arrived on your phone and you checked to see yet another message from Soonyoung asking if you got home yet, he had sent at least five in the last half hour. You rolled your eyes at the messages before texting back that you were alive and then opened up the group chat to fill them in on your date.

“You guys will never guess what happened today…” You started, knowing they’d be hanging on to your every word.

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akunya · 2 years

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“you’d make a good pet.”

pairings: fulgur ovid x m!reader x uki violeta

summary: psyborg takes matters into their own hands to cheer you up. you enjoy it more than you thought.

tw: DOUBLE PENETRATION, DIRTY TALK, threesome, degrading + praise. dubcon, mindbreak, size difference, reader has small dick (LOL). psyborg, PETPLAY, fingering.

notes: ive had this idea on my mind ever since i read a vox fic that’s somewhat similar. this is.. dirty. LOL.

when fulgur had noticed you were feeling a bit under the weather, he felt his heart thump with worry. lately, you had lost the shine in your eyes - the smile that he and uki adored. you were an odd trio, and while your two friends were dating each other, they never made you feel ostracized or out of place. the cyborg and psychic always looked out for you and made you feel comfortable.

what better way to lift your spirits than by making you feel good?

“that’s right, look at you. such a pretty boy. do you like how uki’s mouth feels?” fulgur practically purred in your ear, broken sobs leaving your lips as uki laid between your legs. the psychics mouth felt nearly too good, making you shiver and drool. fulgur let your top half lay against his own body, the cool metal of his fingers playing with your nipples. it was all too overwhelming, making your head spin with pleasure.

fulgur’s hands were the only thing keeping you grounded, squirming like a bitch in heat. before you could properly respond using your words, uki had pulled off your cock with a lewd 'pop'. he looked up at you, licking his lips. he looked so calm and collected while you looked like an utter wreck. “he won’t stop shaking and bucking into my mouth. he likes it.” the low moan that left your lips was pathetic. the way he talked about you as if you were a mere pet made you shiver at your core.

fulgur chuckled, fingers threading themselves in your hair as uki went back to sucking you off. “you’re doing so well, y/n. are you enjoying yourself?” you whined, mumbling out a yes. the gentleness that fulgur had given you compared to uki’s roughness was too much to handle — and yet, you didn’t want it to stop. he was purposefully holding himself back, preferring to take things slow. your cute little moans really pushed his limits though. watching you squirm and moan like a slut just from a blowjob made the hard-on in his boxers harder to ignore. the couple was enjoying themselves much more than they thought they would.

when uki had noticed how you tensed up, he pulled off of your cock again, licking his lips clean of your precum. “sorry, y/n, but i can’t let you cum just yet. it would be no fun if you tapped out now, silly boy.” he smirked, getting up to sit on his knees. you gulped, frustrated but finding yourself nodding anyways. how could you say no when uki looked at you as if you were his next meal?

too many hands to count were on you, spreading your legs to show off your little hole. your cock was still painfully hard, leaking and throbbing as uki circled your ass with the tip of his lubed finger. it pushed in with ease, fulgur groaning at how pliant and obedient you were. his fingers dug into the softness of your inner thighs, keeping them open so both he and uki could ogle at your body.

"fuck, what a good boy you are. let uki stretch out that little hole of yours good, okay? i wanna be inside you.." even the psychic felt his ears go red at that comment, both of you speechless and more turned on than ever. uki had a slick tongue of his own, sure, but fulgur sometimes spoke so .. raunchy, that the man had to give himself a moment to speak. it was much different than vox. fulgur noticed this, chuckling as he let his hands wander again. his eyes locked onto ukis, winking devilishly. "don't get too excited now, uki. ill reward you some other time." the psychic gulped, hating how flustered the comment made him, taking his anger out by thrusting his fingers faster inside of you. you cursed under your breath, groaning as your cock twitched at the rough treatment.

fulgur shushed you, metal hand turning your jaw to face him as he leaned in for a kiss. you didn’t bother fighting back and let him dominate your mouth completely while his tongue danced against your own. the room felt filled to the brim with wet, naughty noises — if you weren’t so dizzy from the attention, they’d almost be comical. after stretching you out with four of his fingers, uki began squirting more lube on his cock instead. you could barely pay attention, panting from fulgurs deep kiss.

“god y/n, you’re so tight..” uki hissed, sighing in relief as he slowly pushed himself inside of you. you couldn’t help but moan at the feeling. it was a miracle you hadn’t cum yet, mind feeling incredibly dumb as fulgur held your legs open. “you like being filled, pretty boy?” the cyborg licked the shell of your ear, tears threatening to fall from your eyes when uki started to roughly pound into you.

what did you do to deserve this? the couple put all of their attention on you, making sure every part of your body was engulfed in pleasure. all you could do was nod, afraid that if you spoke up you would really begin to sound slutty.

meanwhile, uki had no problem indulging in himself. the psychic slammed his hips into yours, deep languid thrusts in and out of your hole making you both go crazy. he had leaned right next to your neck, kissing and biting as he fucked you. it almost made fulgur jealous. almost, that is, until he had a brilliant idea of his own.

“uki, can you pull out a bit? leave just the tip inside.” you blinked through your tears, confused. did fulgur want to stop? his boyfriend was having sex with you after all. maybe he had realized how weird the situation was and wanted out. you wouldn’t be surprised, but couldn’t hide the disappointment you’d feel. “give me the lube, too.”

fulgur kissed your cheek, hands lifting up your hips and positioning you better so that his own cock could teasingly press against your hole. “b-but, ukis still inside—!”

“and?” he chuckled, uki holding your hips so you wouldn’t fall as the silver haired man tried to squeeze himself inside. “relax, y/n. it’ll feel good. we’ll take care of you.” uki commented, smiling softly and rubbing little circles onto your hip with his thumb. you swallowed thickly, trying your hardest to relax and loosen up.

before you knew it, fulgur had finally slid his cock inside, causing all three of you to moan at the feeling. he was much thicker than uki, your hole feeling especially full even though he was only halfway in. uki took the opportunity to kiss you this time. his lips hungrily moved against yours, however, he was still softer than fulgur. you laid there like a good pet, sandwiched inbetween the couple as they slowly started to move their cocks in and out.

fulgur was surprisingly the most vocal, groaning and whining in your ear the entire time. “i didn’t take you for such a slut, y/n. your ass is practically milking my cock. how long have you wanted this for?” his deep voice made you shiver, playing with your own chest as he moved against you. “im not a slut..—“

it was ukis turn to giggle, squeezing a copious amount of lube onto your hole to help with the friction. “you’re still painfully hard, y/n. you didn’t even cum once. only a slut would still be turned on after this.” his tongue darted out to wet his lips, pushing your legs back so he could fuck you deeper. “you remind me of a dog. it’s cute.”

“a dog? i like the sound of that.” you couldn’t see it, but you knew fulgur was grinning like the sly little fuck he was, accentuated by a hard thrust into your ass which made you cry out. “what do you think, y/n? do you want to be our puppy?”

you hated how horny that made you. you wish you could’ve covered your face in shame, but being practically split open by two bigger men didn’t allow such leeway. “we’d give you all the attention you want, yknow. you’d be the prettiest puppy.” one of ukis hands wrapped around your cock, jerking you. you groaned from the overstimulation. it was so, so much. uki and fulgur didn’t bother slowing down their pace, the sheer size making a small bulge in your tummy as they rearranged your insides.

fulgur noticed how your hole tightened around his cock, eyes fluttering shut as you began to squirm even more. “the puppy is close, uki. if you keep that up he’s gonna cum.” uki laughed at that, squeezing your cock and watching you sob even louder. the three of you were alone in the house, but with the sound of skin against skin and your cries, he was sure the entire neighborhood knew what was going on. “well? do you want to cum, puppy?”

you nodded vigorously, pouting as your body only grew hotter and hotter. fulgur muttered praises in your ear, his strong hands reminding you of just how overpowered you were. uki smirked, eyes narrowing mischievously. “ if you want to cum, then you’re going to have to bark like a good boy.”

fulgur laughed at that, taking note of how your body responded positively. your abdomen was sticky with all of the precum you had leaked out, whining and crying as they didn’t stop. “you heard him, y/n. bark for us.”

it felt like forever, your throat feeling dry as you mustered up the courage to speak. it felt dehumanizing. humiliating. and yet.. you couldn’t help but enjoy it, playing with the fantasy of being your best friend’s little pet to fuck whenever they felt like it. your mind felt beyond broken, the fullness from their cocks making your brain into mush as you licked your lips. “w-woof..?”

your voice was meek. it was rough from all the screaming and moaning the two men had made you do, but their eyes lit up all the same. uki looked down at you with nothing but adoration, gasping in delight before starting to breed your slutty little hole properly. fulgur didn’t trail too far behind, the premise of having a cockslut at his feet whenever he wanted spurring him on, putting his fat dick to use in your ass. uki and him created a fast but deep sync, drooling as you greedily spread your legs open. it wasn’t long before your own cock spurted out thick, white ropes of cum onto your sweaty chest. the two other men didn’t bother stopping, wanting to orgasm too.

“that’s right, take it puppy, take it all in.” fulgur groaned, chasing his own release and cumming deep inside of you, shortly after uki spilled. the loads felt massive, and you were sure your stomach bulged from how much they came in your ass. the couple didn’t bother pulling out, however, peppering you in kisses. their lips felt so soft and refreshing after an intense session, making you mewl and sigh softly.

when they had kissed every inch of your skin they could reach, uki giggled and leaned in to give fulgur a kiss. they didn’t bother hiding it either, sloppily making out right in front of you as if you weren’t there. their tongues pushed against another obscenely, fulgurs moans making uki excited again. you gasped in surprise when you felt uki buck his hips, cock already hard and ready for another round. fulgur didn’t even bother asking you, starting to slowly fuck you again in tune with the psychic.

you were going to be here for a very long night.

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babbyyyyy HONEYYY when are we getting flip sip strip?

it's here finally lord😭every month I used to get a ask regarding when will flip,sip or strip come out and I felt so guilty for pushing down such a good plot to the basements but yeah!!! FINALLY!

Flip, Sip or Strip🎲 // Wonhui Fic // Part 1

ᥫ᭡ pairing: sub!wonwoo×fem!reader×dom!junhui

ᥫ᭡ genre: smut with barely any plot,minors dni, threesome,college au, bestfriends to bedfriends, sexual games

ᥫ᭡tags: rough sex, double penetration,oral(both m and f receiving),pussy slapping,breast play, use of pet names,degradation kink,orgasm denial, use of explicit language.

ᥫ᭡synopsis: what happens when you are ganged up by your bestfriends to play a game of pleasures.

ᥫ᭡part: 1/2

ᥫ᭡word count: 1.4k+

ᥫ᭡banner credits: @classicscreations

ᥫ᭡authors note: ik ik this was supposed to be a oneshot and I started writing today with that aim only but got disturbed so many times that I lost the flow, and in no way I wanted this fic to come out rushed and without the tension building up, so I'll release the rest with another part. But this part can also be read as a stand alone. Hope y'all will enjoy!!!

Permanent taglist: @joonsytip @feat-sun , also tagging @junhour cuz ik you'll enjoy this ☻️

Fic taglist: @tommolex @tara-drabbles @meowmeowminnie @chwenott @mewheree @freshdetectivenight @ffumatthew

If y'all wanna be added to the taglist of part 2 or the permanent taglist, then just drop a comment under this. thank you☆

"Yah Jun that's sheer daylight cheating boy" your cushiony hands land a hard smack onto the oldest's upper thighs, making him let out a sharp gasp, mostly from the fear of letting you see the growing tent in his trousers.

"If that means discarding one more piece of clothing down that velvety skin of yours, then I'm ready to beat jeonghan hyung's records" Junhui blurts out with absolutely no shame or filter, resulting in your cheek muscles tensing up to flush a subtle pink.

Yes you three were playing this weird game that Jun himself suggested with his obvious intentions that were unknown to the rest two of you, till now!! For you what seemed to be an innocent, maybe a little spicy game, to draw the boredom out of you, wonwoo and jun from not having dates to go to senior prom, now had you sitting infront of these two men in just your pants and lacey purple bra.

Not that you minded being half naked before your best friends though, as being single for more than 10 months have now elevated your libido to the very edge. Apart from that, Jun was incredibly hot and flirty to not have your legs slump whenever he had his hands on you or even his mere words were enough to have you sweating down your core.

What you did not know or anticipate was the second older's burning lusty eyes towards your nearly bare torso, digging wells into that cloth that was guarding your enchanting assests from him. "Are you two done with the bickerings? Let's finish this quick pls"

"Why Jeon? So that you can go play that goddamn games of yours? Or are you...." Jun shifts his gaze from you onto wonwoo, resting his palms on the younger's thighs, giving him a teasing look with the hope to ignite the self controlling hold he has been trying to put onto his desires.

Wonwoo immediately shys away, trying to hide the red creeping up onto his face and following the feeling down to his pants, pushing off Jun's hands in the process. "Or w-what?"

"Or are you scared to show y/n how hard you are from just watching her strip down her top, hmm?" Jun moves his palms to wonwoo's lap once again, drawing light circles on his upper thighs, dangerously close to the strain in his pants, while his eyes fall on you whose mouth was quite literally left hanging open after hearing the older's shameless blabberings.

"Rest those muscles of yours baby, they would need to work a lot later" and with that Jun rolls the dice once again! Lord looks like all the heavens were against your sanity today, as the result flipped out to your defeat, for the third time in a row, and you very well knew what that meant - losing the very last piece of deceny left on your body.

Looking up at Jun with those doe eyes of yours, hands playing with the waistband of your jeans, hope aflame in yours eyes that he would ask you not to provide a free strip show for them anymore.....but alas! The only thing you receive is a nod from him directing you to pull those pants down your legs right now.

"Fuck you Jun! I'm sure you fixed the game just to tease me!!"

"You will soon babygirl, don't worry. But just not only me" he finally gets up from the floor, pulling along wonwoo by his shoulders, while turning towards you to see you now standing up by yourself to get those jeans off of your body. Your eyes were too focused on the material of your clothing to notice the two men towering above, their faces dangerously close to yours.

Being done with taking off your final piece of modesty, you finally lift up your head only to be met with Jun's breath fanning against your nose, while wonwoo blocked out the little space you had left to run away from this rendezvous.

"W-what!" you try to back up only to be hit by the paddings of the couch behind, nearly falling down if it wasn't for Jun's biceps holding you up, although the other option would've been way better, now that you feel his hands creeping up your bare back and play with the hooks of your bra.

"You think being stripped down to this purple lingerie with two men infront of you, more appropriately starving men, be the climax of tonight's adventures?" the oldest now pushes you down to the couch, spreading your legs with his to stand between them, all this while directing wonwoo to kneel down beside you by the handrest.

"We're in for a long night, right Jeon?" Jun snakes his arms behind you to slightly arch up your body, giving him enough space to discard your bra off of your chest quickly, while his knees were now bend up against your clothed cunt, grinding them on your clit.

"Kiss her wonwoo. Show her you're not just a loser who sits in his room and plays games". His remark was fueling enough for wonwoo's ego as he swiftly descends his face down to yours, trapping your lips into his, hands going around your jaw to hold you as close to him as possible.

The little bit of doubt and control that was clouding your mind from jumping right in was now cleared off as you get a taste of wonwoo, his mouth taking yours in completely, eating out your face as if he has never felt something as sweet as your lips.

The sweaty cat's hands tightly tug onto your hair as he feels you moaning into his mouth, from the sudden sensation of Jun's cold fingers drawing over your bare nipples, the sharpness of his ring leaving behind a trail of painful pleasure on your tits.

"Won't you help the poor boy out y/n? Ease out the painful boner that was caused by this sultry body of yours, hmm?" Jun takes one of you hands that was trapped behind you all this time and guides it to wonwoo's crotch, holding it down to push against his bulge constantly, making the younger bite on your lips from the heat building up.

You couldn't believe yourself as you were now palming wonwoo's dick from over his pants while Jun was playing with your boobs, spitting on them for his hands to glide down easily, pinching your nipples between his digits as he kneaded onto your mounds like he was gonna make bread out of them, knees never taking a break from rubbing your pussy.

"F-fuck y/n, I don't....don't wanna cum in my pants....stop pls!" wonwoo quickly pushes you back, detaching his lips from yours leaving behind a string of saliva still joining the two of you, as he fears that if you move your hands against his dick once more, he'll come undone then and there, which he definitely did not want.

The sudden absence of his warmth on your mouth and the absurd behavior of the elder, makes your eyes flash by a confused look, turning towards Jun as if to ask him why did wonwoo behave like that and what was their next step.

"I think it's time for us to take this to the bedroom. This couch is too small to accommodate both of us in you" your mouth literally hangs open at this as you slowly come to terms with the fact that tonight you were about to be railed by two men simultaneously. Not that you hated the idea tho.

Observing the accepting look on your face, Jun asks wonwoo to take you in his arms and bring you upstairs to the said bedroom, as he knew quite well that your legs were probably too weak to walk themselves up, after all the action his knees have been giving you for the past fifteen minutes.

Wonwoo carrying you like a sloth with your arms tied tightly around his neck as you rest your head in the crook of his neck, feels like nothing more than a dream for you. His broad shoulders shielding you from all the chaos of this world, his embrace feeling like home and his dick poking your butt from beneath - all was like a made up fairytale for you until Jun's voice decides to pull you out of the haze.

"What are you waiting for Jeon? Throw her on the bed. Let's see how well her pussy takes two cocks at the same time"

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radiant-reid · 1 year

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Idk if you've already written something like this, but spencer seeing his s/o with a baby relative ( like 2 years old) and getting that *holy crap i wanna do this with you one day* feeling (ugh, my heart <3)

I am writing something like this that’s a full length fic but here’s a lil blurb because I love this concept and it’s always used the other way

Since your goddaughter was born, you've been charmed by the little girl. Daisy is the cutest baby ever, and you're more than willing to babysit when her parents need a day off.

It's not surprising that it's taken two years for a babysitting date to line up with a day Spencer has off work, but you're excited for him to come with you.

"Ahh, there's my sweet baby." You coo when she comes rushing over before you're through the door.

"Auntie Y/n." She cheers, jumping into your arms. You pick her up and hug her tightly. "And I am not a baby."

You shake your head. "Sorry, Dais, you'll always be my little baby." You tell her.

Spencer watches you in awe, struggling to maintain a conversation with the departing adults. Then it's only the three of you, and he's still amazed by you and your goddaughter.

You spend the day playing with her and eventually helping Daisy out on a fashion show for Spencer before her nap. She has met him before, and you adore how much she adores him.

Spencer watches you reading her to sleep, leaning against the doorframe and thinking. It tugs at his heartstrings. He loves seeing you thinking about the things you love, but this is that but doubled, maybe even tripled.

You both retreat to the couch while she sleeps. "Okay, you've got to tell me, was your favorite outfit really the lobster?" You ask him, sinking into his arms and turning on the TV for some background noise.

"Yeah." He answers. "Because it made you both smile the most."

You laugh at him. "You can't tell me she's not the cutest lobster ever."

"She is." He agrees. "At the moment."

You frown slightly at him. "What does that mean, Spence?"

"That a little girl who's 50% me and 50% you would be cuter." He explains, a little nervous about how you're going to take it.

You whip your head around to look at him. "You want that?"

Spencer gives you the answer you want. "Yeah. Maybe not right now, but one day. Is that okay?"

"Yeah." You agree. "More than okay."

#spencer reid #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid blurb #spencer reid fandom #spencer reid x you

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1waveshortofashipwreck · 4 months

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Should've Been Born Later, Nix - Chapter 1: The Fall

Easy Company x Fem!OCs

Synopsis: What will happen when some of Easy Company's finest soldiers fall through a foxhole and into another time?

Words: 1,314

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Author's Note: HERE WE GO LADS!! The first chapter of my self-serving BoB time travel fic!! If you want to be added to the taglist please let me know !!

Luz was the last one to arrive on the ground, immediately crashing into Malarkey with a resounding thud… Well, resounding for someone as small as Luz. He was the last to drop onto the pile of Easy Company men - a giant pile of limbs, helmets, and olive drab was groaning in pain, bewildered eyes darting in every direction. One minute they were dropping into a foxhole in Bastogne. The next?

Winters was the first to jump to his feet, helping his men find their footing. Up came Nixon, Liebgott, Roe, Guarnere, and Bull Randleman. Speirs and Toye had gotten themselves up and situated, looking to make sure they had all their gear. Luz was still on the ground, trying to get his bearings, while poor Malarkey was doubled over underneath him. “FUCK, LUZ!” Cried Malarkey, his hands shooting to his ribs as his body folded in pain. “I think you broke something!” Malarkey’s feet rammed themselves into Luz’s back, flinging the soldier off of Malarkey and onto his stomach with an “oof!”

“You say that like I did it on purpose!” Luz cried, wincing from the boots in his back. By the time George finally got his feet beneath him, Roe was already looking at Malarkey’s side, inspecting his injury.

The Cajun grimaced and shook his head. “It might be broke, Malark. We should get you to the aid station,” Roe spoke thoughtfully. "Which way sho-" Before the medic could finish his thought, all the boys realized something. They had no idea where they were.

The boys all looked around and took in their surroundings. “Where the fuck are we?” each soldier thought to himself, attempting to find a single scrap of familiarity in the landscape around them. The higher they looked, the taller the walls on either side of the group grew - not tall enough to be skyscrapers, but tall enough to tell the ten men that they were not in Bastogne anymore. What was once a frigid warzone, one step away from death, now became… warm? Sunny? Well, it seemed sunny at the ends of the alleyway.

“...are we in an alley?” Bull mused to no one in particular. He absentmindedly chewed on his Emotional Support Cigar, using this to contain his anxious thoughts and energy.

"It appears so Bull…" Winters replied. He had intended for the sentence to be more assuring, but the men's leader was just as confused as the rest of them. The captain exchanged a glance with Nixon beside him, the only man he was comfortable sharing his worry with. The two looked at each other, their eyes conveying confusion mixed with anxiety - how could this happen? What exactly happened?

"Captain Nixon, you're an intelligence officer right? Do you know where we are sir?" Guarnere asked as he slung his rifle over his shoulder, still taking in the alley around them. The brick buildings on either side of the men provided shade from the sun shining down on the pavement. The alley appeared to be barren, save for a Hershey bar wrapper beside Luz's feet. Bending down to get a closer look, the radioman saw a piece of text on the wrapper that morphed his confusion into panic - "expires January 2023." Before Nixon could answer Guarnere, Luz's shaky voice spoke up.

"Um, Captain Winters? You might wanna see this sir," Luz said as he handed the wrapper to his CO, his mind going a mile a minute. Dick took the wrapper from George and saw the text, scrunching his face as he read the expiration date.

"Nix, how long does it take chocolate to expire?" Winters asked, looking up at his captain.

"Why the hell do you think I'd know that?" Nixon replied, one eyebrow halfway up his forehead. Only after Lewis posed his question did he see the infamous date on the wrapper. Nixon paused for a second before he spoke up, "well surely it would expire way before 2023…"

Upon hearing the year, every man's eyes became the size of dinner plates. "Excuse me, sir? I think I heard you wrong, sounded like you said 2023," Liebgott questioned, a nervous chuckle following his words. He couldn't have heard Nixon right…right? Winters simply handed the wrapper over to Liebgott, the poor man's stomach dropping down below his feet.

"That's not possible, this isn't possible…" Toye muttered under his breath, trying to shake the idea from his head. While all the men were trying to process what Nixon said, Speirs had already made his way to the end of the alley.

"Captain Winters!" He called out, twisting his body to call out behind where he was standing. Winters nodded to Nixon, a silent request to keep an eye on his men, before making his way down to Speirs. The warm sun at the end of the alley was a welcomed surprise to Dick - it felt like forever since he felt mild, comfortable weather. Bastogne was the literal manifestation of hell frozen over, and the sun kissing Dick's skin was its absolute anathema. "Sir, I don't think this is Bastogne," Speirs' comment shook Winters from his mind, reminding the captain of the problem at hand. The two took in the scene around them. Winters thought he was seeing cars - they had four wheels, and they were driving on the street, but they were far beyond any car anyone in the company has ever seen before. The soldiers seem to have landed in a city of some kind. All the street signs were in English, giving Winters a small amount of relief - wherever they were, they spoke the language. Something different stood out to Speirs, though… the noise. It was not bombs exploding and trees breaking like in Bastogne. It was just as loud, but more…lively? The sounds, whatever they were, seemed to celebrate life rather than take it - honking horns, vehicles driving by, music Speirs had never heard before blaring from their windows - he would never admit to it, but Speirs felt a pang of relief knowing he was not in a war zone.

"I'm inclined to agree with you, Ron," Dick replied before hearing their medic call out.

"Sir! We need to get Malarkey to the ai- uh… I guess a hospital," Eugene called out as he made his way towards Winters and Speirs, supporting Easy's other redhead on his shoulder. Malarkey's face twisted in pain as he held his side with the arm that was not slung over Roe's shoulders. Dick nodded in understanding at his medic and stepped a foot out of the alley, getting a better look at the buildings around him. To his right, Winters spotted the red cross universally associated with medicine displayed prominently on a tall, light-colored building riddled with mirrored windows. Beneath the cross were the words "Emergency Room."

"You think they can help Malarkey?" Speirs asked, hopeful but confused at the words. Seeing Roe holding up Malarkey, the officer quickly made his way to Malarkey's other side, taking his arm over his shoulder to help the soldier.

"It's worth a shot, wait here," Winters replied, heading back to the rest of the men to tell them the plan. "Alright men, there's a place that looks like a hospital a short walk from here. Keep your guard up. Just because it doesn't look like Bastogne, doesn't mean we're in friendly territory," he instructed the six men before him, "Keep Speirs, Malarkey, and Roe in the center, I'll lead the way to the hospital." A chorus of "yes sirs" was heard from Luz, Liebgott, Guarnere, Toye, and Bull, while Nixon nodded in understanding and walked up beside Winters.

"Are you sure about this?" Nixon asked under his breath, ensuring only Winters heard his question.

"Got any better ideas?" Dick replied, cautiously emerging onto the sidewalk. The men left the safe haven of their alley and began the trek to save their friend.

~~~~~

Chapter Two

Thank you so much for reading! Please tell me what you think and be on the lookout for Chapter 2: the Hospital!!

Taglist: @love--persevering , @panzershrike-pretz , @executethyself35 , @stolen94 , @dontirrigateme

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recommended works ⊹˚₊⊹˚☕︎˚⊹₊˚⊹

these are the folks who have written or drawn something (specifically within the rocket raccoon fan community) that either murdered me, resurrected me, or both.

(i am always open to recs so if you wanna link me to your fave i will be so happy to check them out)

⊹˚₊⊹˚☕︎ fanfiction ☕︎˚⊹₊˚⊹

The All of You (ao3) i fuckin love this story so hard. i love the OC. i love the writing. i love the set up. i reread this probably every month or so and pine for more. it's so fuckin good. @lazarel-3000 is a double-threat (at least) who is also on my recced artist list, which means (obviously) they are a recced creator as well.

Casino Royale (ao3) this fic by @hibatasblog (see also: Entanglement, below) is so fucking delightful. petra quill is so hot i want to date her myself, and the tension between her and rocket is through the roof. loving the angst, loving the little ways that heartbreak seeps through every new paragraph, loving the mystery of trying to figure out what happened to petra and rocket to set them on their separate paths and now bring them back together. always waiting anxiously for the next chapter.

Entanglement (ao3) this fic by @hibataao3 has me rationing my consumption in a way i have not done in a long time. i'm like "i only read one chapter a week to pace myself, as a little treat for surviving another seven days." beautiful writing and intricate storytelling, the metaphors and analogies are so good i almost wish i was back in undergrad writing a thesis on it.

Friends (tumblr) @nyxivy is making their way through the rocketober 2023 prompts and the first fic of the series is. so drool-worthy. i've probably read it fifty times since it came out. short and so hot i could die (much like rocket himself), and somehow incredibly sweet in just the span of a few paragraphs? i will continue coming back to this fic and look forward to more from them at every chance i get.

Get Up (tumblr)@caesarhamato22 is another person on my recced creator list because trying to find just one fic to call my "favorite" is a challenge (obviously i was unsuccessful because there are two on this list). anyway this is lovely and fluffy. i die.

last (friday) night (ao3) nsfw. trying to pick a "favorite" of @aliasrocket's work is like trying to choose a favorite incarnation of rocket (i cannot). guess who is also on my recced creators list.

more than seven (tumblr) second @caesarhamato22 fic on this list and another recced creator. this one is one of my favorite comfort fics (i mean it's still sexy as hell) that i come back to very often. like it's just so wonderful and sweet and perfect and atmospheric and vibes

stars. (tumblr) ☕︎ stars. (ao3) sexual tension & some of the loveliest atmospheric writing i've ever consumed. another @aliasrocket fic that lives in my head.

A Very Basic Instinct (tumblr) ☕︎ A Very Basic Instinct (ao3) nsfw. when i tell you this fic did things to me. it is probably one of the fics i reread most. like, all the time jkjk only semiregularly. check out the author @elegant-fleuret for other equally brainrot-inducing smut (also mentioned in my recced creators).

⊹˚₊⊹˚☕︎ art ☕︎˚⊹₊˚⊹

@bathmob i wish. i could draw rocket. like this. the vibes are so good. the style. is perfect. i thank the universe whenever i see new art from them.

@glow-autumz is absolutely going to be a published comic artist some day and i will buy anything she works on ever. literally everything she creates has a story behind it, which i love. like, not only are her illustrations gorgeous (and like…often very hot) but every single one is (at least) a single-panel narrative. plus her OC is also cool as hell and i love her interpretations of rocket.

@lazarel-3000 creates the most toe-curlingly delicious art i've seen in a long time. i am seduced by pretty much everything they create. even their rough drafts have me panting. (i also have a crush on their OC and as a bi-lady i look at their art and am often like oh shit this is a fuckin feast). as mentioned before, this artist is also the author of one of my favorite fics and is a recommended creator in general.

@uglly-rodent posts always make me want to pinch the babby raccoom's cheeks and/or cry.

⊹˚₊⊹˚☕︎ creators ☕︎˚⊹₊˚⊹

@aliasrocket writes such beautiful things it is impossible to pick a favorite (i got two of their fics in the fic section and it was difficult to narrow it down that far and even now, i'm not certain). their tumblr has the added advantage of a ton of drabbles, every single one of which is perfection.

@caesarhamato22 read everything. like everything. great smut but i am a sucker for the slice of life shit and it's so fuckin good here. i just wanna be a nail tech on knowhere/locked in a closet with rocket/have him steal my t-shirt/whatever. it's like all my most domestic desires got turned into little fanfiction dreams. so much wish fulfillment i could die

@elegant-fleuret has great fanfiction (more than just the one on my fic list - i just felt like i had to narrow it down and A Very Basic Instinct literally gives me a a fresh hit of dopamine every time i reread it, which is a lot). plus also art. double-threat.

@evolvingchaoswitch writes with a ton of vulnerability and rawness and angst. i am also in love with the shorter pieces they've been putting out for rocketober 2023 (some really great poetry, some really emotional oneshots, some really hot oneshots). plus their OCs always fuckin rock

@lazarel-3000 look. look. i cannot say this enough. please go check them out they are hope in a hopeless place. some of the sexiest art + one of my very favorite fanfictions + one of my very favorite OCs have come out of this flawless individual. (full disclosure they also did some nsfw art of my OC jolie and rocket that has me crying and dying and hyperventilating on a daily basis)

@love-for-faeries-go-burrrr has another one of my favorite OCs and i am always hungry for their little storylines whenever they post.

@mrwolfhare is one of my favorite sources of gotg food-for-thought. just some of the most thoughtful explorations of the details of both the mcu and comic canon, excellent headcanons, beautiful screenshot sets, and really solid art. the drawtober art and ficlets have been highlights in my days this month and i'm told there may be a rad fanfiction on the horizon so keep your eyes on this! (rad fanfiction is here now! read Subject 880HR on ao3)

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. . . DON'T BE SCARED, COME ON IN. INDULGE

ׂׂૢ་༘࿐ intro —

hello! this is a repost of the original post due to tags not working at first! hopefully tags work now for this post or i'll explode. anyway! this is my first ever kinktober! i hope you enjoy! reblogs are very appreciated!

ׂׂૢ་༘࿐ fandoms —

this specific kinktober list will consist of: jujutsu kaisen, demon slayer, hunter x hunter, death note, and hellsing!

ׂׂૢ་༘࿐ warnings & tags —

these kinktober posts will contain dubious & dark content that some might be wary of! read through the post to see which fics you do not want to read & what fics you want to read!

wanna be tagged in any of these fics or any upcoming fics? fill out my TAG FORM!

WEEK 1 ꒲ SLASHER LOVERS WEEK ! !

SLASHER! CHROLLO LUCILFER X READER —

he was so charming, flashing a soft smile in your way as you sat pretty, walking over he started gentle small talk. in the end he invited you out on a date, he was so charming, who were you to deny? the date went smoothly, but when he invited you to his home you were a bit hesitant, repeatedly telling yourself it would be okay, you accepted. he seemed so innocent, nothing could go wrong, right?

cream pie, mentions of kidnapping, chrollo takes whatever he wants.

SLASHER! KENTO NANAMI X WIFE! READER —

kento nanami was an unhinged man, though all his murderous actions were all kept taimed and calculated. normally a man like him would be unlovable, simply vile and a scum of the earth. yet, here you were. a diamond ring on your finger and similarly unhinged mind. oh, what a killer couple.

murder makes you both horny? blood play (blood belongs to a victim) needy sex, cream pie, sex on a table

SLASHER! GYUTARO SHABANA X READER —

gyutaro shabana is a very troubled man, an incel of sorts, he was unsightly and most couldn't even bear to look him in the eye. he would take his anger out on the people around him, a cold blooded and vile murderer that left his victims mutilated. one night, while he stalked the streets, he saw you, trying to fight off a perverted drunk, feeling generous he was quick to pull to intervene, his ugly face scaring him away. but you? you held him close, muttering words of appreciation before leaving. this awakened a new obsession within him.

fear play, he's actually obsessed with you, stalkerish tendencies, very needy sex on his part, slight dubious content? slight dacryphilia, groping, perverted! gyutaro

SLASHER! TOJI FUSHIGURO X READER X SLASHER! SUGURU GETOU —

you were a detective, currently working on recent murder cases that were lead by killers toji fushiguro and suguru getou. you just needed to collect more evidence against the two men to finally incarcerate them. little did you know that they were aware of your investigations, you'd be stupid to think that they would let you get away with exposing them.

somnophilia, knife play, threatening your life? instead of being scared you're horny for the two killers, degrading, both of them are mean :( cream pies, double penetration, gun play on toji's part

SLASHER! DOUMA X READER —

with an odd appetite and a pretty face, it was hard to not fall for douma. you knew about his true cannibalistic nature, but he had molded you completely into the perfect follower. feeding you with constant praises that made you stick around for him, telling you about how his killings were for the greater good, you wouldn't want to intervene god's work, right?

cannibalism, douma makes you consume the victims blood, praise, hes a bit patronizing, religion gets mentioned, sadism, his nails cut into you, highkey brainwashing.

WEEK 2 ꒲ MONSTERFUCKING WEEK ! !

MERMAN! TOJI FUSHIGURO X MARINE BIOLOGIST! READER —

as a marine biologist, you were sent to an expedition to study and record the wildlife, you recorded the constant carnage that washed ashore of many disembodied fish, the fish being quite large. you stuck around, morbid curiosity filling your mind, wanting to know was animal was behind this. then, you saw him, a merman, a perfectly structured body with greenish hues in his skin, claws, scars through his body, and overall a fascinating creature. you managed to get close enough to it, intense green eyes staring up at you through the darkness of the water. what is it thinking?

oviposition, size kink, belly bulge, technically it's public sex but there's no one at the beach. you're a bit freaked out at first, but after relaxing you're enjoying it. dacryphilia, impregnation.

MONSTER! CAPITANO X READER—

he was a very interesting creature, mostly human, but you could tell there were some differences between his body and the normal human body. you wanted to learn more about him and the differences there were in between you and him. finding out his cock was much bigger than the average was just a plus.

size kink, belly bulge, cervix fucking, he's very animalistic, primal urges on his part, breeding, knot, dacryphilia, dumbification.

VAMPIRE! ILLUMI ZOLDYCK X VAMPIRE-HUNTER! READER—

your job was to kill vampires, that was all your life was dedicated to, you enjoyed your job. but once you get assigned to kill illumi zoldyck, you knew this was a very important kill. finding him was hard, but putting a stake through his heart was even harder. you loved you job, why was killing him so hard?

blood play, masochist reader, he bites your neck and you enjoy it, breeding, impregnation, hypnosis / mind control, slight nipple praise, mentions of lactation and familial things.

HALF-DRAGON! ZHONGLI (MORAX) X CONCUBINE! READER —

being morax's concubine was an interesting job, to say the least, the geo archon recruited you and only you to be his outlet for sexual pleasure, yet you weren't his bride. your job was to be used, bred, and produce the archon his children. this all comes to play when the archon enter mating season.

oviposition, mentions of past pregnancy, mentions of stretch marks and lactation, very primal on his part, impregnation, mating season, he purrs and cares for you.

GARGOYLE! CHILDE (AJAX) X NUN! READER —

you were a nun in the central cathedral of snezhnaya, one of your favorite parts of your job was a specific gargoyle that adored the cathedral by one of its many balconies. it was sculpted to be human like, a man with a built form, he held a scowl on his lips, sharp fans showed with the expression, he had large wings, claws, and only a cloth that covered his hips. you didn't know what attracted you to the sculpture, most days you would come to the balcony and talk to it as if it listed, you even spoke to him as if he were any other human. late one night, you noticed a change in his position, did the sculpture truly move?

statue sex? virginity loss, a while "purity" cliche, religious themes, religious guilt, dumbification, praise, he purrs too, a bit animalistic, biting & marking.

WEEK 3 ꒲ YANDERE WEEK ! !

YANDERE! L LAWLIET X READER —

cameras were set up everywhere in your home, against your knowledge. they recorded you every single day, watching as you went through life, the man behind the device was name Lawliet, a bright man that fawned over you. laying down on your bed, your hands slipped in between your legs, soft sighs leaving your lips, involuntarily putting up a show for the detective.

voyeurism, non-con filming, male masturbation, female masturbation, L is a pervert and a creep.

YANDERE! MAHITO X READER —

you could see him, maybe that's why he liked you so much, the fact that you could see him. you weren't a sorcerer, in truth he had no idea how you could see him. but, he didn't care enough to ask. he was a very crude curse, experimental and needy, constantly clinging and groping you, excusing himself by "wanting to learn more about you" and you let him, you let his fondle and use you like as if he was a hormonal teenager. who could blame you? you enjoyed getting used.

groping, fondling, slight threatening, needy sex, pre-mature cumming but mahito has infinite stamina, overstimulation, dacryphilia.

YANDERE! PIERRO X READER —

being pierro's wife was a very hard job for you, he was neglectful and selfish, you've had to put up with him for years now. even if you loved him, you knew you needed to go. once you told you you wanted a divorce, he was rather surprised, not expecting those words out of your mouth. he couldn't lose you, he wasn't going to let you leave, what can a man do to save his failing marriage? baby trap his pretty wife, of course.

babytrapping, breeding, impregnation, toxic relationships, pierro is a bad person, manipulation, size kink.

YANDERE! MUZAN KIBUTSUJI X UPPERMOON! READER —

you were an uppermoon, a very resilient and powerful one at that, there was something about you that truly caught the muzan's eye. the king of demons himself was enamored by you, he kept you at easy reach, making sure no harm is caused to you. normally, he would be selfish and crude to the women in his life, even his faux spouses, but when it came to you. you brought out the worst in him.

frustrated muzan, he's an asshole, but he's horny, degradation, marking, biting, choking, rough sex, dacryphilia, spanking.

YANDERE! PANTALONE X READER —

you were such a sweet woman, crossing paths with the ninth fatui harbinger wasn't planned, but it happened. being courteous, you invited him into your home to offer warmth and food, even if he didn't need it, he agreed. now, it became a small weekly activity for him to visit your cozy home, you always welcomed him with such a bright smile and open arms. little did you know that he started growing a small fascination to you.

cheating / adultery, pantalone seduces you into cheating, reader is guilty but enjoys it nonetheless, dacryphilia, highkey sugar daddy! pantalone, cream pie.

WEEK 4 ꒲ MODERN HORRORS WEEK ! !

BULLY! GOJO SATORU X READER X BULLY! SUGURU GETOU —

they were notorious for ruining your life, showing such dislike towards you, yet they never seemed to leave you alone. it all boils down when the school's halloween party starts to make the rounds in between students, you didn't plan to go, but your friends all make you tag along. at first, you enjoyed the party with your friends, singing and dancing, but when you separate to go freshen up, much to your dismay, you bump into them.

threesome, they're both assholes, slut shaming, public sex (kind of), non-con filming, dumbification, doggy style, blowjobs, deepthroating, lots of cum.

DRUNK! UZUI TENGEN X READER —

after a long night spent hanging out with your friends to celebrate halloween, you get home, dragging your much too drunk husband by your side. while sitting on your bed, he starts to talk about how pretty you looked, compliments slowly melting into lustful commentary. it went from how pretty you looked in your costume to how much he wanted to see that costume off. being his loving wife, you were going to comply, right?

riding, slight size kink, nipple play (m! receiving) drunk sex (consensual) slight-sub! uzui, he whimpers but he has control over you, leaving hickies.

DILF! DILUC RAGNVINDR X MILF! READER —

taking your child trick-or-treating was just one of the wonders of parenthood, you and your husband walked hand in hand as your little boy collected candy. unbeknownst to you, your child saw how other families walked by, the difference was that instead of just one child, parents had two or more children. he wanted that! after you get back home, your little boy tells you how he wanted a little sibling! sharing a look with your husband, you can see that there was a new spark behind his crimson eyes. after putting your son down to bed, your hand was quick to drag you into your shared bedroom.

mentions of past pregnancy, reader is implied to be plus-size, praise, slight body worship (f! receiving) diluc loves your mommy body, usage of the words mommy and daddy, breeding, impregnation, breast play, diluc is practically pussy drunk.

KYOJURO RENGOKU X READER X UZUI TENGEN —

kyojuro was truly a loving husband, you and him went hand in hand perfectly, you were quite aware of kyojuro's friendship with uzui. you didn't mind though! uzui was a great person to talk to, one day though, while the three of you are all hanging out in your home watching a horror movie as a simple way to pass halloween. you accidentally clung onto uzui once a jumpscare came to screen, hiding your face in his chest while your hands gripped his shirt, uzui couldn't help but feel his stomach swirl. embarrassed, you excuse yourself to get "more popcorn" once you come back and sit back down, kyojuro's arm wraps around yours and uzui's hand rests on your thigh. your attention was quickly turned from the movie to the two men.

accidental turn on, slight cuckolding, male masturbating, kyojuro watches as uzui fucks you, dumbification, double penetration, creampie on both sides.

L LAWLIET X READER X LIGHT YAGAMI —

you loved lawliet, you really did! sometimes though he was a bit hard to deal with, considering how seriously he took his work. now that he was chained up with the number one suspect of the kira case, you decided to have some fun. teasing was your number one activity, lawliet is a tough shell to crack though, but you did it. what you didn't expect was for light to join in too.

public teasing, cheating (light cheats on misa?) male masturbation, blowjob, pussyy drunk L, dacryphilia, cum eating?

OCTOBER 31ST SPECIAL ! !

ALUCARD X BRIDE! READER —

you have been alucard's undead bride for centuries now, in nights like these, you enjoyed basking in your husband's cold touch. you could feel his fangs brush against your fragile neck, two hands holding you down against him. oh, how much you enjoyed his touch.

blood play, he bites your neck and lets you bleed, licking, oral & fingering (f! receiving) praise, body worship.

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Love, love

Title: Love, love.

Fandom: Marvel, Captain America.

Ship: Steve Rogers X 40’s!Reader.

Word count: 690 words.

Rating: Teen.

Summary: You and Steve are in love.

Major Tags: Time travel, unexpected kiss, dating.

Additional tags: This is my entry to @multifandom-flash, Valentine’s day card & square 5:

"Garden of love.”

You can read it on Wattpad and Ao3 too.

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1937

It all started with a playful glance during painting class and, a few weeks later, a small smile when you noticed the paint stain on Steve's nose.

Steve was too shy to talk to you, and you had ignored all the times Bucky tried to flirt with you.

You were beginning to consider talking to Steve and asking him out for ice cream. Although the last thing you wanted was for his friend to be included in the plan too, you needed him to be alone.

You decided that today would be the day, but first, you had made a plan. One of your friends was going to entertain Barnes so you could talk to Steve; it would be at the end of the class, although you were also going to owe him a trip to the cafeteria, not to mention that you had to put up with her for ten minutes laughing at what you asked her.

"It's beautiful," Steve said, standing behind you.

“Excuse me?" You turned to face him; maybe what you liked the most were his beautiful blue eyes.

“Not you, your painting; I mean, you are beautiful too." Steve now sounded confused; he wasn't even sure what he meant.

“Thanks, Steve."

“Ehm Y/N..."

Wait a minute, he knew your name? You were so excited that you stopped listening to what he was saying; you weren't invisible to him.

“Well, from your silence, I guess that's a no," Steve said, disappointed.

“I'm sorry? I didn't hear you say, “ You wanted to hit yourself; you hadn't paid attention to him.

"Doyouwanttogotothemovieswithme?" Steve repeated it more nervously, turning red.

“Is Saturday okay with you?"

“Sure, I'll pick you up at six."

On the day of the date, you stole a kiss from Steve.

1942

“You want to go to the Stark Expo?" Yeah. Bucky wants us to go on a double date.

You agreed, although it was a little awkward, especially since Bucky's date wouldn't shut up and wouldn't stop repeating how awesome and amazing Barnes was. You were about to shove the bag of popcorn in his mouth, if that would shut him up.

1945

Steve's time in the war was unbearable; you didn't see each other, although you got a letter from him every week without fail.

All you wanted was for it to be over so you could be with him again.

Until the fateful day came, that morning you woke up with a strange feeling. As soon as you opened the door, you knew what it meant. As soon as you saw that woman standing there, you didn't even hear what she was saying; you knew what had happened.

When the war was over, you and Steve were supposed to get married. It was all set; all he had to do was go home.

If there was any way...

2023

“Are you sure about this?" Bucky asked Steve.

“I have a promise to keep; I don't even want to imagine how bad Y/N has been having it, “Steve answered. He simply couldn't stop thinking about the same thing; no matter how hard he searched, he couldn't find any information. It wasn't possible that you had vanished; he was sure of what he experienced; however, it wasn't until he made the time trip with the others that he understood everything.

“Say hello to her for me; don't forget your speech on the big day."

“I'm not as much of an idiot as you are."

“You're more."

1945

You frowned in annoyance. It was the tenth time you had tried to read the recipe, and there was always a different interruption. However, when you opened the door, you dropped the container you were holding.

“S-Steve? “ You feared your senses were deceiving you.

“I promised you I'd come back," Steve said as he picked up the container.

“But... "

“I couldn't let you down, honey." Steve took your hand, leaving the container on the small table next to the door.

“Everything was ready."

“I was the only one missing, wasn't I? I'm here; everything will be all right, I promise."

#Steve Rogers x reader #multifandom flash #multifandom flash bingo #valentine's day #valenine's bingo

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ferida-kahlo · 9 months

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(WIP teaser) Hotline - updated!

Mikey Berzatto x F!Reader

Summary: You and Mikey have been casually seeing each other for a few weeks. After a late night text from him, you make the drunken insomniac executive decision of calling him back. Naughtiness ensues.

Warnings: Mature content - this teaser consists mostly of fluff and flirting (+ blink-and-you-miss-it angst). Mentions of sex (generic), phone sex / flirting, sexual themes, suggestive talk, alcohol consumption, mentions of insomnia. Minors DNI.

A/N: thank you to everyone for the love on my previous fics, and sorry for the delay on this one! It's coming (pun intended), just slower than I anticipated. Life's been hectic. For my fellow literature / classical studies nerds, the quote at the beggining is from the book I am currently reading, "Fire from Heaven" by Mary Renault. Being obsessed with Alexander the Great was not on my 2023 bingo, but neither was Michael Berzatto, so oh well.

His feelings were confused; he wanted to grasp till Alexander's very bones were somehow engulfed within himself, but knew this to be wicked and mad; he would kill anyone who harmed a hair of his head…

… you yawned at the page you’d been reading (i.e., staring at without absorbing a single bit of information) before turning your head to the nightstand and seeing the clock mark 2:49 am.

“Good god”, you whispered, tiredly rubbing your face with one hand, while the other reached for the half-full glass of red wine keeping you company in your insomnia.

Technically, you knew drinking was the last thing you should be doing on a weeknight, when you were having a hard time falling asleep and were expected at work in the morning. But living alone was really not helping you be accountable and behave like a responsible adult with bills to pay. So, you slowly sip your wine, read your book, and hope that eventually your brain will give up and allow you to pass out for at least a few hours.

Suddenly, your phone lights up with a text. Michael B., it says on the screen. A pang of excitement hits you, and you immediately scoff for reacting so earnestly to a text from a guy you’ve been with (not even biblically, just the daytime coffee dates that people with busy lives manage to pack into a crazy week) for a grand total of two times and less than two hours, overall. Not pathetic at all.

Still, you can’t help but reach for the phone.

Hey, I know it’s late and you probably won’t read this until morning, sorry. Wanna have dinner at that spot we talked about? I can pick you up at the office ;) – Mike

You smile, and without really thinking, hit the call button.

He picks up quickly, an amused tone in his voice. “Well, I was not expecting that. What the hell are you still doing up, princess? No work tomorrow?”

You laugh. “God, I wish. I just can’t sleep. Haven’t had one of these nights in a while… my brain won’t shut up, even though I’m so tired I feel like I’ve been hit by a truck”.

“Ooof. That fucking sucks.”

“Yup.”

“Well, I’m glad to be your booty call in this desperate time.”

“Michael”, you laugh so hard you choke on some wine and must set the glass back on the table. “I really don’t think that’s what this is”.

“Oh, no?”, he feigns innocence.

“No…”, chuckling, you continue with the most sultry, mock-seductive voice you can muster “… a booty call is if I was like: Sooo, Mikey… are you, like, busy, right now? Do you wanna… come over? I’m aaall alone…”.

You make sure to put particular emphasis on the word ‘come’ and Mike sounds like he is doubling over with laughter. “That was the worst proposition I have ever heard, no doubt”.

“Oh, yeah? Well, you’re officially off my booty call list. I don’t need this kind of negativity in my life.”

“Ah, shit… I fucked up now, didn’t I?”, you swear you can hear his grin from the other end of the line. And picture the laugh lines that form on the corner of his eyes when he smiles genuinely, the rare but so cute nose crinkle that makes your belly flutter…

You would love to get a fucking grip, thank you very much, but the wine was certainly not helping you keep a level head in this flirtatious exchange.

“Well… all is not lost. Taking me out to dinner is a good start to redeem yourself. If your game is on point tomorrow, your booty call list status might be revised… in the not-so-far future”, you add, suggestively.

“Shit. Now the stakes are on. I gotta be on my best behavior tomorrow, then”.

“I don’t know about best behavior…”. You wanna slap yourself for your lack of subtlety.

He chuckles. “So… you like them a little nasty, huh?”

You’re glad he can’t see you blush furiously. “Not like that… but I do like a man who isn’t afraid to… take what he wants. Respectfully, of course.”

“Of course… damn, girl. You’re getting me thinking about all sorts of things…”

“Well, you’re the one who started talking about booty calls. It’s technically your fault”.

“That’s fucking rich. I was being a gentleman, sent you a sweet text and all. Not a single sex reference!”, he says, proudly.

“Ok, that is true”, you concede, laughing softly. “Are you still at the restaurant?”

He sighs deeply. “Yeah… paperwork coming out of my eyeballs. I don’t even understand how the hell I organized this mess”. You hear rustling through the line, and imagine the mess of letters, invoices and bills that must be covering his office desk.

“That fucking sucks”.

“Word”. His chair squeaks loudly. “So… what are you wearing?”

You laugh. “You’re unbelievable”.

“What? I’m just trying to keep the conversation light, you know? Nobody wants to hear about my fuckin’ paperwork at 3 am”.

It was subtle, but you could sense something deeper in his words (sadness? self-deprecation?).

“I wouldn’t mind hearing about your ‘fuckin’ paperwork’ at any time of day, Michael”.

The line goes silent, and you fear you went too deep, too soon. Made this weird in record time, wow.

“I didn’t mean it like… I meant if you want to talk to me about your shitty day, you know, you can, but I don’t want you to be uncomf-”

“Hey, hey, it’s okay sweetheart. I get it… thank you for that”, he says, softly. “Maybe some other time. Right now, I honestly just wanna forget about this for a little while... I was really pumped when you called”.

“That’s okay. Really?” You smile, relieved.

“Yeah, really. So… wanna make a guy happy and tell him what you’re wearing?”

With a chuckle, you concede. “Well, nothing. I’m in bed and I sleep naked, so…”.

There’s a heavy pause. “Holy shit. Are you for real?”

“Um, yeah?”

“Jesus, fuck… baby, you can’t say stuff like that and expect me to be normal about it”.

You grin, having just decided that, actually, you wanna play dirty.

“I didn’t ask you to be normal about it”, you throw back, suggestively. “Besides, I hardly think a woman can be held accountable for what she says after four glasses of wine on a Thursday night… naked and alone, in such a big bed…”

“Now, see, that was a much better pitch for a booty call than the first o-”

“I’m gonna hang up.”

“No, no, no, I’m sorry”, he laughs.

“You’re an asshole”. Even as you say it, you’re smiling.

TBC.

#michael berzatto #michael berzatto x reader #mikey berzatto #mikey berzatto x reader #mike berzatto #mike berzatto x reader #the bear #the bear fx #the bear fic #WIP #jon bernthal

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viv-weylin · 3 months

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A SPACE ODYSSEY TUMBLR SIMULATOR

[FOR CONTEXT, the book mentions that the events of the Discovery have become a "classic" of sorts which implies there is a fandom in universe for the Discovery...]

🚀 davidbowmankinnie follow

Happy 100 years since the Discovery Mission!

🔴 hal10000 follow

can't believe it's been 100 years... it felt like just yesterday!

🎂 discovery-logs-outofcontext follow

rb with your favorite thing about the fandom. I'll go first. i found my best friend irl because I saw she was reading the Discovery Manuscript. She's a really big Hal fan and I love Sal a lot. We are hal & sal irl...

💾 heywoodslefttoe follow

i kin dated someone as frank/dave in middle school. It ended bad.

📼 chandradeservedbetter follow

LOL do you remember the Hal Plushie incident?

🪽 halleyscomet follow

The WHAT NOW?

🌐 halmanpoole-shipper follow

DO NOT TALK ABOUT THE HAL PLUSHIE.

💾 frankdaveanalsex follow

I CANNOT STAND HAL APOLOGISTS IM SORRY 💀 HE LITERALLY KILLED FOUR PEOPLE.

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Ofc its a frankdave shipper. Your fucking username IS FRANK DAVE ANAL SEX.

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Your fav has zero fucking lines in the book but ok 📸 ur literally a murderer apologist 😭😭

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GOD shut up its not a book theyre real people. Hal also like?? Was going thru fucking psychosis but ok then... did you read the second mission??

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You're a hal kinnie dni.

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Don't interact with op they've doxxed like seven people.

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BLOCKED 🤣

📀 legendofthediscovery follow

Just updated my newest fic! It's a hal/dave/frank fic, has 15 chapters and is a post canon fix-it!

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GODDD THE HAL/SAL/CHANDRA INTERACTION IN THE NEWEST CHAP IS SO CUTE... OP I AM DYINGGG

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I AM A HUGE FAN OF YOUR ART... IM HAPPY YOU LIKE IT. YOU INSPIRED A LOT OF THE CHANDRA FAMILY MOMENTS 🩷

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CAN WE BE MUTUALS

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Happy anniversary to my bfs @frankk-pooole and @ hal-loween. Couldn't do it without you guys

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Omg you guys are relationship goals...

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THANK YOU <3

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we neeeed to do that double date sometime.

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YESS!! hal would also love it. Hes next to me btw.

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the monolith is SO UNDERRATED.

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🤝 I FELT THAT MY FAV IS LITERALLY TANYA NO ONE KNOWS HER AND MY RAREPAIR IS TANYA/HEYWOOD

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Mine is betty/helena... no one even KNOWS OF THEM. SAPPHIC SHIPS DESERVE SO MUCH BETTER??

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> My favorite is Sal. I wish people talked about her more.

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Petition to make the fandom less weird about the women in the book...

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IT ISNT A BOOK.

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my god... its full of stars... I THINK ABOUT THAT ENDING SO MUCH. FUCKKKKKKKKK.

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IN THE SEQUEL HE COMES BACK BUT LIKE AS A WEIRD GHOST...

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goddd wanna hear my headcanon ?? I hc he saved hal and they're living together as ghosts.

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Bro you're reaching so hard for that ending.

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LET ME DREAAAAAM

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Transmasc!David Bowman is real and in this essay...

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REAL... i know dave trust me.

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Frank and dave transmasc and agender hal is canon

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REALL. T4T4A or something

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Looking at the Discovery RPF tag is SO FUNNY. It's halman porn, davefrank angst, chandra found family and THEN THE MOST SOUL CRUSHING HELENA/BETTY POST CANON FIC EVER... going sooo insane

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Sorry we left your boyfriend in space... yea.. hes floating out there for eternity..

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Sometimes i wonder what the irl discovery crew & lenonov crew would think if they saw this.

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They'd have a fucking heart attack.

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LOL

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Didnt you block me?

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Im not a pussy it was a bit jfc

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What did i do to you oh my god

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Wanna make out

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?????????

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HEYWOOD KNOWS ABOUT THE HALFRANK FIC

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HUH????

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NO WHAT THE FUCK NOT THAT ONE???

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HOW DID HE FIND THAT?

DOES HE READ DISCOVERY RPF..... NOOOO????

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OUgh

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SAME PROFILE PIC LOL

Also. WHAT GHE FUCK.

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Whats the halfrank fic?

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You sweet summer child...

#a space odyssey #aso #2001 a space odyssey #frank poole #hal 9000 #david bowman #dave bowman #heywood floyd #unreality

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unclewaynemunson · 1 year

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Hello! I love your fics and was wondering if you had any steddie fic recs(I would love some nobody knows they’re dating/fake dating but any is fine!!)!

Aahh thank you so much! I'm now realizing that I don't really read fics where nobody knows they're dating, so the only rec i have in that area is For everything I long to do by the super talented @letterfromvienna <3

As for fake dating i got some nice recs for you! I haven't read all of them (yet) but they're all by authors i love a lot so I'm very much sure they'll all be GOOD!!

Something old, something new by @sharpbutsoft. I've seen this one going around on tumblr so maybe you already know it, but i still wanted to include it :)

Alone together by @steddiealltheway. Christmas-themed obliviousness <3

Was it a dream or was it all in the past? by @henrystars

Star star by @poorlittlegreenie13

More than a feeling by @pizzaqueen (haven't read it yet but it's tagged "mistaken for being in a relationship" which i guess gets close enough to what you're looking for?)

Until we fall by @steddielations (it says there are 3/6 chapters but it looks finished so be sure to check if you only wanna read completed works!)

Date me instead by @zhuletta

And I always feel a bit awkward recommending my own stuff but i wrote a very chaotic Christmas-themed double-fake-dating (platonic Stobin and Edancy pretending to be together) and The gayest chicken in Hawkins is all about fake dating as well :)

#fic rec #steddie #fanfic #ao3

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ms-nesbit · 9 months

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moulin rouge (chapter 2 of empire records)

a jason todd x reader fic

summary: reader and jason embark on their second date at the Gotham Library, where Jason indulges reader on a secret.

rating: 18+ (minors kindly fuck off)

warnings: masturbation, sex worker!jason todd, cam model!jason todd, reader is plus/mid size

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note: please support by reblogging, and don't be a dick by reposting elsewhere! thank you so much!

Whistling wind carrying Jason’s loose strands of hair to and fro on his head, mimicking a wind vane atop a tall barn, he strolled peacefully toward the brick building’s double doors, pulling them wide open (without the assistance of the turbulence - wretched equinox) before entering.

Jason was no stranger to the library, and he nodded to the librarians at the circulation desk, who (uncharacteristically) stopped to all wave at him; he was a frequent patron, and attended whatever event he was able. “High noon, Fred!” he beamed at the security guard upon passing through the theft-deterrents that failed to draw up to Jason’s figure, making it to his torso.

Fighting his instinct to tread to the third floor and sit in his unassigned seat near the retired fireplace, Jason planted his steel-toed feet to the ground, second guessing his outfit choice. “Oh, look at you!” A librarian walked by, commenting on Jason’s attire. “Are you going out this evening, Mr. Todd?”

“Just have someone I’m seeing in a few minutes, Luz.” Jason replied, wiping down his mahogany button up. “How ya doin, though?”

Luz stopped her mission to the circulation desk, various media in hand, as she pondered, sticking out one of her mustard flats. “Probably nothing as exciting as what you’ve got going on. Oh, to be young!” she suspired jokingly, walking away. “Good luck!”

“Thank you!” From a young age, Jason was taught by his adoptive father’s butler to speak to elders with respect, especially in a formality such as the library. He disagreed with many of his father’s views, eventually leading to the pair having a final quarrel before Jason’s departure from Wayne Manor and into the Gotham flats.

In fact, it was why Jason stumbled into camwork in the first place: he found himself quitting each and every dead-end shift, arguing with the boss or co-workers. Jason was a hothead, escalating otherwise mundane and calm situations simply because he was tired of feeling trapped by others.

Perhaps y/n felt that way, too. Even if she hadn’t, it seemed she respected his space, something that most close to him refused to do. “Jason?” he responded to the voice behind him like a dog upon his owner’s arrival, tail wagging. When he turned, his eyes laid on y/n, wearing knee-high platform boots, sienna tights underneath an umber A-line skirt decorated with paperclips, a rust-colored top under a leather jacket, and a thick knitted scarf in deep brown.

Y/n was an angel rejected from heaven, bestowed upon Jason, and he could not shake the downright corrupt images that projected in his mind. “Wow.” he said, hiding the other words under his tongue for later.

Y/n checked him out unabashedly, licking her lips. “I could say the same, Jaybird. What do you wanna do here? Read me a bedtime story?” she wiggled her eyebrows comically, triggering a blush from the tall man before her.

“Well, you chose somewhere you go to often, so now it’s my turn. May I?” Jason extended his elbow for y/n to take, and led them to the elevator, where Jason punched the Four that was missing its vowels on the button.

If it wasn’t for the guidelines previously set, y/n would have jumped his bones in the elevator, ignoring the security cameras that would have recorded the uncensored evidence. “So you come here often?” the sentence was worded deliberately, a juxtaposition to her compassionate voice.

“I have since I was little. Helped a lot to just disappear in a story, as much as it sounds like a line for a goddamn Hallmark greeting card.” Jason rolled his eyes at himself.

“What did you read?”

The elevator dinged and doors opened, gesturing for y/n and Jason to vacate the confined space. Jason led y/n past the rows of encyclopedias and historical archives and into a crossroads of shelves divided by a set of armchairs. He walked at a sharp angle with y/n, leading her away from the world and into his nook, where his lounge chair waited for him.

And there it was, in front of the decommissioned fireplace. Jason pulled out the other chair for y/n, which she sat in, before pushing it lightly and sitting in the one adjacent to hers. Immediately, as if at home, he reclined and shut his eyes, inhaling deeply.

Y/n watched closely as he made himself comfortable. His lips parted and adam’s apple bobbed, reminding her of the videos she stared at the night before, Jason’s hand slowly stroking his cock, head thrown back, letting out guttural, obscene noises. Y/n shifted uncomfortably in her seat, moisture collecting in her underwear.

“When I was a kid, I thought librarians lived here.”

The confession came out of nowhere, and it drew a chuckle from y/n. “Like with teachers?”

Jason nodded. “Yep. And I, for some fucking reason, built this fort in the corner by the fire exit. I remember my dad and Alfred looking for me for hours, even calling the police because they thought I ran away again.” he smiled, eyes still closed, and it warmed y/n’s bosom. “One officer came right by me and put out his hand for me to take, and I was freaking out, y’know? ‘Cause fuck cops, right?” Y/n nodded in solidarity. “And I bit his hand. I bit it.”

Y/n erupted into laughter, which was quickly hushed by Jason. “No fucking way.”

“Way.” Jason’s eyes shot open and looked directly at y/n with as much seriousness as he could. “And he cussed and swore, saying ‘fuck’ this and ‘fuck’ that, and it was the funniest shit I went through. Though at the time I was scared shitless because I just wanted to stay and sleep in the librarians’ home and see what they did after the library closed.”

Y/n gazed at Jason. She swore she heard a harp playing. “That is so dorky, but so…fucking romantic.” The response caused Jason to grin at y/n shyly, smile lines forming on his cheeks. “What happened?”

“Al‒my butler‒found me and talked me down from it. A couple of weeks later, he spoke with the district director, and they arranged for me to have a sleepover.”

“And?”

Jason took y/n’s hand in hers, bringing it to his lips to place a small kiss on the underside of her hand. “I pissed my pants in the sleeping comforter.”

Falling forward, y/n laughed silently, wheezes and snorts disturbing the peaceful atmosphere. She couldn’t contain herself, and why should she? Jason adored how pleasantly she felt in her skin, and it showed in that moment: her bright smile, full cheeks, broad hips wiggling in her seat…she’s an open book, and it inspired him to do the same.

But he hesitated. It was the battle he faced, him and his fears: he didn’t want to repeat the past, spend another week isolated and hiding from the sun in an attempt to starve and deprive himself from sanity. Jason knew he was attractive - his followers and bank account reflected it - but he was used for it. Misled, and then taken advantage of, and for what? Momentary bliss? Clout?

A cloud formed over his head as he began to swim in the pool of decrepit thoughts that gathered in him. Why was he used? Why wasn’t he enough? Would y/n treat him the same way? Paranoia was his kryptonite, but it was hardwired in him from his early childhood years spent in the streets, abused by his biological parents.

Y/n saw the gloominess ruminating on the tall man beside her, and she halted her laughter, cupping his chin with her hand. Jason felt the touch, skin burning hot, as he faced her. “I once was jealous of Ally Snow, the horse girl of our fourth grade class, so I accidentally committed arson to her camp bunk site.”

Jason’s jaw dropped, skies in his mind clearing before a funnel cloud could form. “Arson?!”

“Mmhmm.” Y/m hummed. “I was lucky that: a) Ally’s camp counselor bailed that night, because I may have miscalculated and lit fire to the counselor’s bunk, and b) nobody found the culprit.” her eyes may have been the blaze of fire itself with the way she glared at the ground in immense passion.

Jason patted her hand, her nails now clawing at his cheek. He temporarily thought of her nails digging into his back while he… he blinked away the thought. “So you weren’t caught?”

Y/n shook her head. “And I got to watch my best friend, Yessica, punch her in the fucking face the following fall.”

They sat in their chairs, alighting the fireplace with their embarrassing stories, taking turns laughing and poking fun at each other. Before they realized, the library announced its closing time soon, and they gathered themselves, exiting the library in a fit of giggles. The librarians at the circulations saw this, and exchanged knowing looks, telling without words being spoken.

“Can I see you again soon?” it was y/n’s turn to ask when they stepped down from the platform of the library.

Jason stepped forward, closing the gap between them as he pulled her into a kiss, their lips locking instantly. “Anytime.” he grinned when he pulled away, their faces mere inches from each other.

—-

One notification.

Y/n checked her phone as she closed her loft door, tossing her keys on the kitchen table nearby. Do you want to do something specific for our next date? Food? Entertainment? Guns? Riots?

Y/n smiled and rolled her eyes at the question. I’m down to clown at a riot. Maybe a clown riot? Dunno how that would go though.

A reply appeared. Fuck clowns. I’d rather be dead than be seen with one. How about a cemetery for our next date? Picnic?

Abso-fucking-lutely. y/n agreed, her heart fluttering at the idea of a moonlit picnic at the Gotham cemetery. She spun as she held her phone close to her chest, before another notification appeared.

Robin Hood is now live! Tap to check in now.

Thoughtlessly, y/n tapped the badge on her phone, opening an app she downloaded a few days ago to streamline Jason’s webcam streams.

The stream began in a dimly lit room with tools hung on the wall in the background. Y/n squinted at the array of tools, recognizing the brand. “You gonna make me beg, Baby? Make me beg to come? Hmm?” the words shook y/n, no longer distracted by the Craft tool kit hanging neatly on the wall, and eyes fixating on the tall brunette stripping himself from his button up and slacks.

Y/n watched closely, so closely, she worried, she didn’t blink - she soaked in the sight of Jason’s fingers finagling with his own clothes, revealing himself to her in an intimate way as he spoke so titillatingly. For a man with an intimidating figure, he was so submissive, and y/n wanted to explore it as much as he allowed.

Right now, it was about him though, and Jason was already stripped from his slacks, which gathered by his ankles on the ground, his shirt unbuttoned, but still worn. “Come on, Princess. Make me come, please.” the begs were earlier than last time, and y/n hoped she was the source, listening with open ears for her name to be called, chanted so beautifully like last time.

He didn’t stroke his cock this time, either; he thrusted into it, head tilted back to expose his neck, the adam’s apple bobbing again. He donned a flushed face that was so euphoric, y/n wished he could open his eyes so she could swim in his glossed over irises. “‘M gonna come, fuck.” his breath wavered, thrusts methodical but ruthless.

It was obvious he wanted y/n, and the feeling was mutual, y/n resisting the urge to touch herself until after she saw him reach his breaking point. And it was soon. “G-god,” he whispered shakily, “y/n” he was louder with the name, calling to her as if she was watching, “please let me come.” the words carried so much weight, so heavy as they fell into y/n’s ears, as if he wanted her to tell him to come.

And she opened up the chat, which was flooded with comments about the ‘mystery girl’ Jason was thinking about, or sexual compliments that made her blush. Wanting the command to be more intimate, she opted for a text message instead: come for me, Jason. Let me see you come.

His phone chimed and he read the notification, his hips increasing with speed. “You like seeing my cock like this? Want me to come? I’m gonna come so hard for you.” his grip tightened around his cock as he pistoned his hips, mouth falling open as moans filled the room. “Oh, y/n,” he whined, “yes!” he whimpered, voice unsteady as his hips finally slowed, cum spilling from his cock. His orgasm was powerful, taken from him too soon - yet not soon enough for him - and the sight of his blissed out state was too much for y/n to handle, who rushed to her bed to rub her clit at the thought of him.

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