#Roommates!AU
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Pockets Full of Stones
A Call of Duty Roommates AU
MDNI 18+
Johnny 'Soap' MacTavish x f!Reader x Alex Mason
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Synopsis: Your best friend and longtime roommate receives an unexpected promotion and is forced to move across the country. And in this economy, it leaves you scrambling for a new abode and equally new cohabitants. Thankfully for your sake, two broke lads are in desperate need of a third to complete their townhouse trio.
slow burn, epic amounts of banter, friends to lovers, little bits of angst sprinkled throughout, smut to come, eventual throuple
Snippets (No set timeline here. Just random thoughts)
Evening Attire *
Lazy Mornings *
Cool Headed Mason *
Slow Glide ***
Height Ratio ***
Stolen Need ***
Celery Stick **
Chapter One * (Coming soon)
Tag list OPEN
#soap squad ™️#pockets full of stones masterlist#roommates!au#soap x f!reader x mason#johnny soap mactavish#alex mason#cod au#cod fanfic#call of duty#cod
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557 words | rating: t | roommates!au
Samatoki's roommate was doing stupid, sexy, shirtless push-ups in the living room again. Which was fine. It was whatever. Ichiro always put down an exercise mat wherever he worked out, so he never made a mess or anything. There was no reason for Samatoki to complain.
There was also no reason for him to sit down on Ichiro's back while Ichiro was doing those stupid, sexy, shirtless push-ups.
But Samatoki had just woken up. With a killer hangover. Or maybe he was still a little drunk from going out last night.
Point being, when he saw Ichiro doing those push-ups in the living room, he was sufficiently out of it to think it would be funny. To sit on Ichiro's back.
To pretend to, at least.
Samatoki had the vague idea that he would just mime the sitting down motion, without actually putting any real weight on Ichiro, and that they would both have a laugh about it before he wandered off to the kitchen to put on some coffee for them both.
But when he went to execute that vague idea, after grunting a response to the cheery good morning Ichiro called out to him, he found that he'd vastly overestimated his own ability to squat and pop back up without losing his balance.
In short, he fully sat right down on Ichiro's back.
And Ichiro just went on with his push-ups. Unbothered, unfazed.
Samatoki froze and stared. He'd been all ready to apologize and spring back up, but the way Ichiro kept right on doing those push-ups with perfect form, as if Samatoki didn't weigh a thing, was downright mesmerizing.
Because Samatoki most certainly did not weigh nothing. He still had his feet on the ground, sure, so it wasn't like he had all his weight on Ichiro, but he was still a grown ass man sitting squarely on Ichiro's back.
Meaning Ichiro was at least strong enough to do push-ups with a grown ass man sitting on his back.
"Can I take you out to dinner?" Samatoki blurted out.
It was only then that Ichiro faltered. He paused with his arms bent at a perfect right angle, then finally collapsed onto the mat with a wheeze of laughter.
"This is what did it?" Ichiro turned back just enough to grin up at Samatoki, without dislodging Samatoki from his absurdly gorgeous back. "I've been flirting with you for the entire duration of our lease, and this is what gets me a date?"
"You've been—" Samatoki cut himself off with a groan, then squeezed his eyes shut and smacked the heel of one palm against his forehead. They'd been living together for nearly a year already.
They could've been going out, and doing all the fun things that came with going out, for nearly a year already?
"Okay, change of plans," Samatoki declared. "Forget dinner, I can't wait that long. We've got way too much time to make up for. Can I take you out to breakfast?"
Ichiro laughed again before carefully turning onto his back, giving Samatoki enough time to shift and straddle his hips.
"Samatoki," he said, smiling the smile that had had Samatoki wanting him, bad, for months. "You can take me straight to bed."
They didn't even make it to bed.
There was a perfectly good exercise mat right there, after all.
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Danny: I took a calculated risk.
Vestara: yeah? Well you’re fucking bad at math
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Can I please get Roommate!Frankie where reader cooks the boys fav food one night?
A Jar
A Roommates universe drabble
Pairing: Frankie x f!reader
Warnings: A partially nude Frankie, assumption that reader’s hands are smaller than Frankie’s, lots of awkward pausing, my rusty ass writing (it’s been a bit, okay?)
A/n: Look, I know this series has included a lot of Frankie ogling the reader. I figured it was time to even the scores out a little bit.
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“Hey, Frankie?” You called through the apartment you’d been referring to as home for just over two weeks now. You’d finally started to get a feel for the kitchen which although surprisingly well equipped was not arranged in a manner you found logical at all and decided to make your new roommates a nice meal as a thank you for putting up with you and preventing you from homelessness.
You hadn’t thought much of pushing through the slightly ajar door to his bedroom when you heard a muffled “Yeah?” from the other side.
“Can I get a hand with—“ What you walked into caused your synapses to pause for a second. Stood in front of you was Frankie, hair damp and tousled, clad in only a towel which hung low on his hips. You could see a flush which had bloomed up his neck from the warm shower he must have just stepped out of, the morning dew like dampness across his skin that had yet to evaporate into the air, the soft dip of muscle beneath flesh and a line of hair down his abdomen which disappeared beneath––nope. Nope, not going there.
You forced your eyes to become occupied by the label on the jar of tamarind paste in your hand. Sure, you were becoming fast friends with this man, and you’d gotten to know him better in the past few weeks than you ever knew some of your closest friends in college but you weren’t quite at the seeing-each-other-naked-and-being-unfazed-by-it part of your friendship. And if the way you could feel the blood rushing to your face and struggled to remember why you came in here in the first place was any indication, you probably wouldn’t be there anytime soon.
“Sorry, I hadn’t realized you were… I can come back.” You stuttered out, only letting yourself peek back up at him when you heard the slightest of chuckles escape him along with an “It’s okay,” as though he hardly realized his state of indecency.
Another brief silence consumes the room and then you gasp out an “Oh, I was gonna ask if you could take a crack at opening this. I can’t seem to get a grip on it.” You say, directing your attention once again to the jar in your hands. “Tiny hands,” you supply, doing something along the lines of rather halfhearted jazz hands which did not do its job to dispel any of the awkwardness in the air but was worth it to see his eyes crinkle up at the corners with another little laugh.
This time he’s the one whose response was slightly delayed and with the way his eyes shifted over you for a millisecond you wonder if you’d managed to get something on your clothes in the midst of cooking.
“Yeah sure,” he lets out suddenly, uncrossing his arms from over his chest to take the jar from you. You’d never realized how large his hands were before and you weren’t quite sure why the discovery made butterflies rise in your stomach but you couldn’t seem to shake the feeling as you scolded yourself for the way you drank in the flex of his arms and the way his muscles shifted beneath his skin. God, was he doing this on purpose?
The jar yields with a satisfying pop that snaps you from your trance and you curse how easy he made it look after the nearly ten minutes you had spent trying to get it open before surrendering to asking for help.
“Thanks, I’ll let you get back to…” you wave a hand in his general vicinity before realizing you weren’t quite sure where you were going with that sentence and instead jerk a thumb back in the direction of the kitchen. “I should get back to cooking,” you grit out, having to refrain from outwardly cringing at how much of an idiot you sounded like despite the amused expression which remained on Frankie’s face.
“What are you making?” He asks and you almost miss the question with how fast you’d made a beeline for the door to prevent yourself from any further embarrassment.
“I’m taking a shot at this pad thai recipe I haven’t made in ages.” You say, hanging onto the door frame as you turn to look back at him one last time, almost managing to prevent your gaze from wandering this time.
“Huh, that’s one of my favourites,” He says, a slight gleam in his eye as though it was some kind of coincidence and you feel a smirk tug at your lips at that.
“So Pope says,” You hummed, and with that you slipped back down the hall into the kitchen.
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#frankie morales x fem!reader#frankie morales x reader#frankie catfish morales x you#frankie catfish morales x reader#roommates!au#roommates!frankie#partial nudity tw
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Ci siamo lasciati scappare la più incredibile dinamica possibile:
Roommates!AU
Ovvero
"Oh no! L'albergo ha sbagliato con le prenotazioni! Sarebbe proprio un peccato se per questo Fiore e Ama fossero costretti a condividere una camera per tutta la durata del soggiorno 😏"
Bonus: c'è un solo letto. È matrimoniale.
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roommates!AU where Galo and Lio dorm together in uni?? A cute AU by @Ralesninja!
Support me on Patreon for more (SFW, NSFW) content!
#promare#roommates au#roommates!au#galo thymos#lio fotia#galolio#liogalo#they're both as dumb as bricks and suck at studying#idiots in love#my art#fanart
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Summer/Fall Aesthetic Board for my Good Omens fic District of (un-)Certainty
Millenials in DC!
Roommates!
Ineffable romance!
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superheroes or roommates au, kurotsuki
i’ll do roommates because my superhero au headcanon for this two just mainly consist of spideypool crossover au lmao
contrary to what people might think, kuroo is the neat freak between the two of them. not to say tsukki is a slob, no, he cleans after himself and is well organized. it’s just that…kuroo has different and higher standards. at first, tsukki was glad that his roommate isn’t a total caveman and he won’t live in a typical dirty dorm of 2 adolescent male, but then kuroo starts obsessively cleaning whenever he has free time and has started nagging tsukishima to do the same and it driVES HIM UP THE WALL SOMETIMES. kuroo would sometimes vacuum at unholy hours when tsukki just fell asleep after pouring over studies/work and just have a couple of hours left to sleep.
they have a chore chart and they take turns cooking their meals. when they’re especially lazy, they order take out. washing the dishes depends on who cook. if one of them cooks, the other does the dishes except when they order take out because in that case the chore chart applies.
they do groceries together because while kuroo takes care of their place well, he’s really shit at buying groceries and mostly just stock up on junkfood. tsukishima evens out their shopping cart with equal amount of real actual food and then snacks. but ironically, it’s kuroo who always nags tsukki to eat more and makes sure he eats bc tsukishima forgets whenever he’s absorbed in his work and that’s just not ok for kuroo. he’s taken to making little snacks and putting them beside tsukishima whenever he’s working/studying.
their apartment is really cozy. it’s just the right size for two people. a regular two bedroom, one bathroom place. it always smells of coffee because the machine is always on (because they both have hectic schedules and always need the caffeine) and there’s always music playing in the background. they also have an assortment of plants in their balcony and a couple of succulents in their windows. when one of them is pulling an all-nighter, the other makes coffee to tide over the other the whole night. and if they’re short on coffee, they share their cup until they stock up again.
eventually, they turn the second room in to an office because tsukishima moves in to kuroo’s room (after a brazen drunken confession, a sober awkward confession, a couple of dates–you know the drill) and now they’re thinking of getting a pet cat! (well, kuroo is. he’s still trying to convince tsukishima but it’s only a matter of time before he comes around. he can’t say no to kuroo after all.)
send me an au and an ship and i’ll give you 5/+ headcanons about it
#bonus: tsukki says yes to the cat and it ends up liking him more than kuroo lol#kurotsuki#kurotsukki#haikyuu!!#roommates!au#writing#anonymous#haikyuu!! aus#au
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Okay but how about Roommates!Frankie helps you open a jar? because I’m self projecting my tiny hands on everyone now 🤡
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Send 🃏 And I’ll Generate An AU From The List Below!45. Roommates AU
“Hey there, nice to meet you, you’d be Scientia, right?” he asked with a broad easy smile as he held his hand out to shake his new roommate’s hand.
“Got in yesterday. Sorta picked out the room with the bigger windows out on the quad, but I didn’t set anything up, wasn’t sure if you’d care, wouldn’t wanna be the asshole that just claims it without checking in.”
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hello, i was the anon for fic search 13, i found the fics, so i wanted to let you know what they were. they weren't how i thought but i came across them still! anyways 1. is "cat and mouse" on ao3 and the second is "that space in time" also on ao3 and both are xiuchen. I appreciate any effort you guys put in trying to find them!
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Hello nony! Thanks a lot for letting us know and sorry we couldn’t help ahah but we’re super glad you found the fics you were looking for! :D The post has been updated here and here are the fics if anyone’s interested!
Cat and Mouse (Minseok/Jongdae, roommates!au R)
That Space In Time (Minseok/Jongdae, neighbors!au, R)
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" I so didn't need to hear you and Katara bumping uglies last night."(roommates au)
“Nothing ugly about love--or making it--
“--Maybe we can keep it down next time, though--
“--If you’re going to listen--”
( @seismicsight
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