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squadmuse · 13 days
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yesterday i said i was in my mcdreamy phase again but now im in my hotch phase today… a girl got to phase nonstop as it seems 🙈
always up for some chat about mcdreamy, hotch and mikey btw
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laneysmusings · 2 months
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First of all, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! I'm glad I was able to provide some joy!
Secondly: PLEASE expand on those intimacy issues, I've got some popcorn (and maybe some tissues) ready 🍿
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Based off this headcanon: ₊˚✦ cuddle bug but doesn’t look like it immediately — like sure he’s probably got some weird stuff with intimacy beyond sex (I can do a WHOLE other set of headcanons about this man’s issues with intimacy, both sexual and non sexual)
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₊˚.༄ Mike Logan Intimacy Headcanons
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₊˚✦ he’s presented in the show as a womanizer or a tomcat, not settling down and more-so dating around and sleeping with women casually. In my brain, that frequency of sex with no nonsexual intimacy makes me think he’s had little to no experience with genuine care
₊˚✦ not as if life never handed him opportunities, but Mike doesn’t attach well and hates change even more, seen in his handling of changes in partners from Max to Phil and Phil to Lennie. (The former has more trauma involved but it’s neither the place or time to get into that mess)
₊˚✦ Mike’s just too closed off to comfortably/easily involve himself with a partner and be intimate nonsexually, like being open and talking about things, communicate. I think he struggles with how he views himself and treats himself, and in turn can’t really give everything when he’s got nothing he can even give himself if that makes sense?
₊˚✦ he's had such an unkind home life, between his abusive father and even more abusive mother, any attachment or closeness others seek with him I can see Mike fighting off. Biting the hand that's trying to feed him, y'know? We see it with Lennie when he takes Phil's place and Mike dismisses him and bickers, biting at him. Initially, he's not willing to open up for fear of being vulnerable enough to get hurt again.
₊˚✦ But when you do get him to open up? that luxury of getting to know him slowly and intimately, taking down the walls brick by brick, it's beautiful. I just know that you have to take time, in words or actions, to show him that you aren't going anywhere, anytime soon. That does mean having to trudge through the casual stage of dating and being something different, something more and real with him than the flings he's been known to have (I'm in love with a slut, so what)
₊˚✦ The loyalty Mike shows? his dedication to others around him once he knows that they are not leaving is so vast and deep. It's shown with his partners and those he works with. He entrusts his life with them, working where he does and as he does. Mike eventually entrusts his life with you too.
₊˚✦ with the sexual intimacy, he's not all too hesitant to fuck first and ask questions later, my beloved hoe, but Mike can hold out depending on his relationship. A monogamous king with questionable taste, he can wait a moderate time at least until getting to bed. But not the most chaste partner you'll have. He's got energy, gotta' be spent somewhere.
₊˚✦ when he is attached, with a whole established relationship, he's spending his weekends at your place until the two of you eventually rent and live together. A small apartment with big windows, probably in Brooklyn. He's at your hip when he realizes you aren't going anywhere, and most of your time is lazing about in either of your apartments, in bed, in bed, and on outings where he can wrap his arm around your waist with his hand in your back pants pocket.
₊˚✦ Mike's a bed hog and there's specifically a scene in Sex and the City where a character played by the same actor that plays Mike tugs his love interest back into bed when getting up. It lives in my head rent-free, it should live in all of y'alls heads rent-free, and I say with confidence that Mike sleeps in on his weekends and refuses to be the first to rise from the sheets unless he's back beneath them within several minutes.
₊˚✦ he will invade your personal space, when you're working at home or doing a craft, and will either participate or be near you while you're doing things if he can't help or join. Mike just plays but eventually can learn the concept of parallel play and sharing the space instead of needing to be literally on top of you.
₊˚✦ when Mike gets home from a long or bad day, he usually goes to your shared home and changes into softer clothes then joins you on the couch. You thread your fingers through his hair and massage his scalp and temples, making him bury his face into your stomach as he lays his head on your lap, groaning as you manually shed the day away and send him melting into you.
₊˚✦ Before you two shared a living space, he would go to yours on rougher days or just pick you up on his drive home, eager to be with you and around the comfort you bring. Mike can isolate but you know when to press him to talk and when to just let him decompress in quiet.
₊˚✦ overall, he's hard to get to open up but you won't get him to leave once you do. You put in the effort, the time to getting to know him and gain his loyalty and adoration — you're the one that's stuck with him. And you couldn't be happier.
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mikelogan · 1 month
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i have literally nothing to say for myself. just casually* dropping an absolutely debauched mike x reader fic and then going to go scream into a pillow.
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*there is absolutely nothing casual about this
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complicated exes. ( mike logan x reader )
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Mike was an open book to you. His childhood, his work and his past relationships. The night you met you bonded over complicated exes although Mike argued his frequent caller was nothing compared to your ex-boyfriend who you had recently taken a restraining order out on.
After you arrived home from work and found items moved around he helped you through the procedures although he would have rather hurt him instead when you found photographs of you and Mike on dates and kissing goodbye.
Mike understood why you were hesitant to embark on a new relationship so you took things slow, meeting up for coffee as friends until you couldn't deny it anymore. You cared about him and you decided that your ex wasn't holding you back any longer.
For two weeks, a period in which you moved into Mike's apartment, there was no sign that your ex was around. But before you could become too hopeful, late night phonecalls began and Mike tried to track your ex only to find he had moved out of his apartment months ago and no one seemed to know where he was, the calls made from payphones.
Despite his attempts your ex-boyfriend was unsuccessful in ending your relationship, in fact his antics only made it stronger and after three months, having a simple drink in a bar, Mike knew that one day he would propose to you. He was tired of relationships that never went anywhere, and you were the perfect balm for his wounds, and he took away your insecurities one by one, by being a caring, doting, protective boyfriend.
Your ex-boyfriend wasn't the only difficult man in your life, your boss was a sexist philanderer and while he had never met him, Mike had listened to your day which you tried to keep upbeat despite your boss commenting on your sex and how 'men do it better' or attempting to flirt his way into bed with you. One day it had gone too far and you had fled, quitting as you left the building and called Mike as you took a cab home to the apartment.
The next day Mike came home hours after he had left to visit the crime scene and gave you the news that your boss was murdered, stabbed repeatedly in the parking lot by his car. You were floored by the news and while you wouldn't shed any tears, you were filled with unease and fear as you quickly figured out who the killer was.
Mike's job working homicide was difficult enough, court appearances, smart-ass suspects, and lawyers dragging their feet. So now and then it was common for you to keep any worries you had to yourself and focused on helping him unwind after a long day. But when you received a voicemail from your ex, his confession to the killing recorded before he declared that you could never outrun him, that Mike was next, you knew it was time to confess that the calls had never stopped.
Due to staff shortages, you were offered your job back and you accepted until you could find somewhere better, and when Mike and Lennie interviewed your colleagues, they each reported a man loitering in the lobby of the building the day of the murder. One woman claimed you had motive and Mike was quick to shut her down, until Lennie sent him away to take a non-biased statement.
You exited your office when you saw Mike walk by and he sighed when he saw your expression. "Oh, no, I know that look. The 'we need to talk' look."
You wanted to smile at how well he knew you, but this time you couldn't muster the energy, anxious about his reaction when you told him. He followed you into your office and looked around. "So this is your office, huh?" He took a seat in front of your desk while you closed the door. "it's uh..."
"Depressing?" You suggested, taking a seat on your desk. "I need to tell you something."
Mike stared at you for a moment, a sigh leaving his lips. "I get the feeling I'm not gonna like this."
"The phone calls never stopped." You confessed. "My ex he's been leaving voicemails and sending me texts every day. Sometimes four times, sometimes ten."
"What -" Mike huffed, gesturing with his hand, "Why didn't you tell me?"
"You would try to find him and you've got enough to deal with already. I didn't want you to go out there worrying about me." You said softly. "He left me a voicemail the morning after the murder."
Mike slouched in the chair, exhaling his anger away as you took out your cellphone to play the voicemail. His eyebrows furrowed as he listened, his eyes looking at you while your ex made threats about finding you home alone when Mike was out working late.
You knew from his expression he wanted to lecture you, tell you that you should have told him regardless of the job he had. He had once said, "what kind of cop would I be if I can't look after my own girlfriend?" and it was something he lived by.
"You should have told me about the calls." He said, sending you a stern glance before standing up.
"I'm sorry." You gazed at him with teary eyes, worried he was angry with you for withholding information but Mike was angry at himself for not realizing you were quietly carrying this burden.
He brought you to his chest, wrapping his arms around you as he kissed your head. "Briscoe needs to hear this." He told you as he pulled away. "Don't worry this time the bastard isn't getting away."
You closed your eyes when he kissed your forehead, opening your eyes when he stepped away to leave your office to find Lennie. He turned, hand resting on the doorknob. "Oh, and next time, I want to hear everything. I mean it, you step on an ant, I want to know."
You exhaled light laughter, a smile forming on your lips when he sent you a wink before walking away. You took a deep breath, thanking your lucky stars that you found a man like Mike Logan.
True to his word, Mike and Lennie arrested your ex-boyfriend who brandished a knife but Mike fired a round into his shoulder, making him drop it, and quickly handcuffed him. As the two retold the story over a drink in a bar where the events were told with hilarity as the two bickered about who arrested your ex.
"Well, whoever it was," You turned to kiss Lennie's cheek then turned to your right and kissed Mike's cheek. "Thank you. Drinks are on me."
"I won't argue with that." Lennie grinned.
You stood up from the barstool and walked away to approach the bartender, and Mike's eyes followed you as he finished the remnants of his drink. Lennie cast his partner a glance and knew that this time it was different. Mike Logan was ready to settle down, officially a one-woman man. And Lennie couldn't think of anyone better suited than you.
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tinkerbelldetective · 11 months
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Keep Me Out of the Rain. Please.
When Mike Logan shows up at your door, he's usually cheeky, his smile glowing brighter than New York City as a whole. He might come around and bring food, or drag you to dinner, or sit around and vent about whatever was going on in the 2-7. Not this time.
Tonight, Mike Logan stares down at the you with shoulders low and eyes heavy.
"Mikey?" You step aside, gently tugging him in by the sleeve of his signature leather jacket.
The pitter patter of the rain on your home's window was calming just a minute ago, but now the dark sky and rainfall accentuated the dreary aura that was washing over him.
Standing back in front of him, you stood, waiting, before his arms shot out and pulled you into him. You quickly returned it, wrapping your arms around him as much and as tight as you could manage, breathing in the scent of wet leather.
For a moment, you thought you heard him cry out, but it didn't last long enough to comprehend.
It must have been 5 minutes before he let go, shuddering in a deep breath as he sat down on your couch.
Sitting beside him, you pulled him into your arms again, trailing your fingers through his hair at the base of his scalp, wondering what the hell happened to your friend to push him into this empty shell you were holding. You pressed a kiss to his temple.
And that's where you stayed.
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4 a.m. rolled around without much of a warning. In your half-sleep state, Mike had begun to hold you. His eyes wide open into the darkness of your living room. He pressed his lips to the top of your head with a shaky sigh before resting his head against yours.
"I'm sorry, Mike."
"Go back to sleep."
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tenpintsof-sundrop · 5 months
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My Top 10 Fics Of 2023
So, because it is the 'wrapped' time of year where everyone looks back on their year through playlists and other types of stats - I thought that I would look back on my year through something completely nonobjective and based on exactly 0 data - my favourite fics I have written this year that are based completely on my personal enjoyment of them.
Last year, I did something similar to this where I counted down the top ten fics based completely on data - how many notes each fic had gotten on tumblr. But most of the posts were shorter fics that I hadn't spent a lot of time working on that I wasn't very proud of. (Like the fact that my current most popular fanfic on my sideblog for fanfiction is the shortest in word count.) So I have decided to go over the fics that are the most popular in my heart - countdown style.
This year I have written 39 different fics and I have written over 395,000 words, and these are my favourite fics that I have written.
Honorable Mentions:
Black Suit - Emily Prentiss x Fem!Reader (2,900 words). One of the most well-rounded fics I have written in such a short word count. And just - look at her.
My Bleeding Heart - Draco Malfoy x Fem!Reader (3,400 words). I have never used Death Eaters as the basis for angst in a fic and I had so much fun with it. Plus the kidfic fluff at the end was really fun too.
IFHY (I Fucking Hate You) - Abby Anderson x Fem!Reader (8,100 words). So @holy-minseok made a post about how there isn't enough fics with reader characters that aren't nice and sweet and I haven't stopped thinking about it since. Because I have so many fics with rude, toxic readers and this is absolutely one of them. This reader is a Grade A Bitch and that's a huge reason why I had so much fun writing it.
Better Than Sleeping - Jason Todd x Fem!Reader (5,300 words). This is some of the best quality smut I have written this year, hands down.
The Patron Saint of Liars and Fakes - Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader (8,200 words). I love writing fics based on specific episodes of a show, and this definitely helped to fulfil my whump quota for the year.
Sweet Revenge - Ellie Williams x Fem!Reader (16,200 words). This is a fic that definitely converted me from a hardcore Abby girl into an Ellie girl. I am very proud of it. (And eventually I became an EllAbs girl, as god intended.)
Free Use Day - Poly!OG!Titans x Fem!Reader (14,300 words). This is probably my most epic and honorable of the honorable mentions. This is the first time in years that I have written such a long pwp, and it's written about some of my ult favs. So I fucking love it. (It came so, so close to making the top ten.)
(Now, onto the top ten.)
The Top Ten:
10. Dreaming Of You - Gar Logan x Fem!Mute!Reader (31,300 words)
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You and Gar have been best friends for a long time. Nothing could disrupt the harmony of such a perfect friendship. Nothing except maybe… your usually predictable powers going haywire and somehow showing you all of his heated daydreams about you. But he couldn’t possibly have romantic feelings for you. He couldn’t possibly want anything more than your close platonic friendship and the occasional steamy fantasy. Right? Gar Logan x Fem!Mute!Powered!Reader. Best Friends to Lovers. Smut and (Slight) Angst. Set during Season 2.
At first I wasn't even sure if I should put this one on the list, because it's technically a re-post, but I was like fuck it, I make the rules here. And the reason it's at 10 is because technically I wrote most of this in 2021 originally (though it feels like longer ago than that omg), but this year I heavily updated the fic, including writing some new scenes for it that flesh it out very nicely. To me, this is everything a good re-post should be. It cleans up what was already there and amazing about the fic and it enhances it so much.
I loved the concept of this fic from its core, and now I get to be so, so proud of the way I have enhanced it years later. To me, this will always be my core Gar fic (as much as I will always write more for him) - and it is something I am truly, genuinely proud of. If you love Gar and you love smutty fantasies involving him, I highly recommend checking this fic out.
9. No Brainer - Derek Cho x Fem!Reader x Melanie Cross (Mayhem (2017)) (7,100 words)
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When the ID-7 Virus, aka the Red Eye Virus hits Towers and Smythe Consulting, it throws the entire office building into chaos. With a mandatory quarantine from the CDC in action, that chaos builds in on itself, and somehow, you, Derek, and Melanie get everything that you want. aka You have something Derek and Melanie need. Derek and Melanie have something you want. You all agree to make an exchange, and everyone ends up more than happy. Derek Cho (Steven Yeun) x Fem!Reader x Melanie Cross (Samara Weaving). Co-Works to Lovers. Smut. Based on the film Mayhem from 2017.
This is one of my personal favourite fics of mine that I believe very few people following me have ever read. I absolutely love writing fics based on random one-off horror movies - I have way more in my drafts, and one of my goals for 2024 is to complete and post more of them. But one night I was laying in bed and I randomly watched this film because I knew Steven Yeun was in it. I had seen a lot of clips of him covered in blood and yelling, and I found him really hot in those clips, so I knew that I would enjoy the film. And I absolutely fucking did. Not just based on his hotness, but just - the entire film was so, so enjoyable.
Also, the ID-7 Virus, a fictional sickness that lowers your inhibitions (something that is shown in the film to work like sex pollen) is the perfect basis for a fic. So I literally started writing this on my phone before I had even finished watching the film. And I posted it a few days later. I think it's just pure fun. One of my favourite things to write about is a healthy combination of horror and sex, and this is definitely toeing the line perfectly in my opinion. If you haven't seen the film, I highly recommend it - watch it, and then come back and read this fic.
8. My Heart Is The Worst Kind Of Weapon - Ellie Williams x Fem!Reader (9,600 words)
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Ellie confronts your abuser, and after years of torment, you finally feel free. Ellie Williams x Fem!Reader. Strangers to Lovers. Hurt and Comfort.
This is a fic that is very close to my heart. Not only is named after a tragically underrated Fall Out Boy B-Side, one of my favourite songs ever, but it is a fic about conquering the abuse of a family member - and when I wrote this, it was coming from a place of the utmost sincerity.
I am someone who has experienced abuse from a family member, and it felt so entirely empowering to write this - to write about someone coming to your rescue so honestly. Someone rescuing you out of pure want, not because it's an obligation or a burden. But because they are compelled by their own morals and they feel that your abuse is a cruel injustice against the world. This and the companion fic I wrote for Abby with a similar storyline are two of the most important fics that I have written this year.
7. Ghosting - Mike Schmidt x Fem!Reader (3,700 words)
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Mike has been in love with you for as long as he can remember. For about as long as the two of you have been best friends. He always thought he would have more time to work up to confessing those big, dangerous feelings for you - until something more dangerous swooped in and stole any time he had left with you. Mike Schmidt x Fem!Reader. Star-Crossed Lovers. Pure Angst. Set during the events of the movie (and features spoilers for the plot).
I feel like this list would be incomplete if I didn't pick at least one of the FNAF fics that I wrote (and two of them ended up on here). With how much it was delayed, it was actually wild to see the FNAF Movie actually come to life before our very eyes, and it was amazing to actually write some fics about it. This is the first time (in a very long time) that I have written pure angst with no sense of fluff at the ending, and it was actually so much fun - it's fun to give into the darker side of a fic, and to write about the most torturous human emotions with absolutely no relief.
Also, I think dying in someone's arms (especially holding your lover or your would-be lover) is such a compelling trope and I loved writing about it. This was so much fun for me to write, and it was something so interesting to explore aside from the usual smut that I write.
6. From Your Lips - Jennifer Jareau x GN!Reader (3,000 words)
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After JJ is attacked by dogs on the Hankle farm, everyone is busy worrying about Reid’s missing status, but you take the time to check on JJ and try your best to calm her flustered mind. Jennifer Jareau x Gender Neutral Reader. Friends with Benefits. Smut and Angst. Set during Season 2, Episode 15.
This year, I had another large foray into the Criminal Minds fandom, and I wrote a JJ fic for the first time. And just in general, I am so proud of this fic. I think even for a short fic, it has such a great essence - again, I love setting fics during specific episodes, and I found it so fun to play around with the religious imagery and the religious themes already in this episode, as well as the imagery of rabid dogs.
To me, this is what truly makes fanfiction great - taking details of the canon, chewing them up like bubblegum and then adding something else in to make them your own. I had so much fun writing this fic, 10/10.
5. Love From The Other Side (aka The Golf Club Fic) - Abby Anderson x Fem!Reader (5,600 words)
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Abby kills the man that has been haunting your nightmares for years. You find it only fitting to give her a proper reward. Abby Anderson x Fem!Reader. Established Relationship. Smut. Set during The Last of Us Part II. (aka - the fic where Abby fucks the reader's pussy with the golf club that she used to kill Joel.)
So, as you will notice with this fic and the next one, 2023 was the year I truly said fuck it. There used to be a time when I was afraid to admit my weirder kinks and fantasies (like, I used to be afraid to even say that I read A/B/O), but then I realized that this is the freak-nasty website. And way too many people are shy. So I must be the one to provide the freak-nasty fics.
This is a fic I had in mind since the very first time I watched TLOU2 gameplay. And originally, it was going to be a simple, purely pornopraphic fic about Abby fucking the reader with the golf club - but as I was writing it, it turned into something that I find oddly beautiful. And (again, just like with the next fic) I find that writing about kinks in long-term relationships, especially the kind of relationships that have come to be co-dependent - it's like writing this toxic, cathartic poetry.
It's writing about two people who need each other but can be so horrible for each other - and it is one of my favourite things to write about because it's so damn interesting. This was a slay, and generally awesome because it was getting out an idea that's been in my head for years.
4. Damn The Man, Save The Empire - Vanessa Shelly x GN!Reader (6,100 words)
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Vanessa has always taken care of you. Since the two of you were kids, she has put her neck on the line for you, and you rarely knew how to return that epic kindness. One night, while both of you are raw and on-edge, the dark cloud of your strange past looming over both of you nearly swallows both of you whole - and once again, Vanessa is right there, taking care of you. (Dark)Dom!Vanessa Shelly x Sub!Gender Neutral Reader. Toxic Co-Dependent Relationship. Smut and Angst. Takes place before the main timeline of the film (features spoilers for the movie).
Again, like I said with the previous fic - this was one of my favourite fics to write because it is so delightfully unhinged. I really enjoy exploring toxic relationships through fiction because - for one, writing healthy, functioning relationships is not always interesting. And there is something so beautifully dark and poetic about writing two people who have grown into each other like twisted tree branches and need each other, but are so bad for each other.
And this year I have been exploring gender neutral smut a lot more. I used to always write fem reader smut as my default, but I have been having a lot of fun with the creativity of writing smut without describing the reader's body in detail. I love coming up with metaphors and describing around the body parts. I find it to be a fun creative challenge. Anyway - this was a lot of fun to write, and I highly recommend it if you enjoy reading darker fics.
3. Lessons For A Genius (Lesson One) - Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader (17,200 words)
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What could a certified genius possibly have to learn from someone like you? Turns out - a hell of a lot.  And the real ‘teaching’ started when your graphic explanations of slang toward Spencer for the sheer shock value of it turned into something a lot more… hands on.  Sub!Spencer Reid x (BAU)Dom!Fem!Reader. Co-Workers to Friends with Benefits. Smut. Set during early Season 2.
I feel like it would be a miss to make this list without mentioning a fic that I obsessed over for two weeks straight - a fic that drove me insane in the best way. Of course, there is also the sequel, but I personally prefer the first lesson. This fic has been brewing in my mind for a very long time, because it is painfully obvious to me that Spencer (in the early seasons) is an awkward virgin, and I have always wanted to ruin him.
This fic is a lot of my fantasies brought to life, and I feel like it's a really masterful painting of those fantasies - for once, without overly focusing on the murder mystery aspect of Criminal Minds fanfiction (which I have a tendency to get distracted by). I am really, really proud of this fic, and I know you guys enjoyed it. It is definitely a highlight of my writing this year.
2. Emergency Contact - Jason Todd x GN!Reader (10,500 words)
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After Jason miraculously comes home from his brush with Deathstroke, you’re both feeling it in very different ways. You have an unexpected physical wound from the battle, and he has many (very expected) emotional wounds. You help each other heal. Even if it’s very stubborn on both your parts. Jason Todd x GN!Powered!Reader. Enemies/FWB to Lovers. Angst and Hurt/Comfort. (Slight Smut). Set during Season 2, Episode 5.
This is a fic I have talked about a lot recently, because I have been working on the sequel. (I was hoping to get the sequel finished and posted before the end of December, but it's gonna be a longer fic, so it's looking like it's gonna be one of the first fics of January instead.) Anyway - to me, this is by far one of my best fics and one of my most important fics of 2023. This was battling for the top spot.
But even if it's second place, I am so incredibly proud of this fic. I think it's beautifully written, I am incredibly proud of the literary references I worked in with The Great Gatsby - especially because I feel like Jason would be the type to read Gatsby and compare himself to someone tragic and doomed like Gatsby (he would soo compare himself to Gatsby, especially because he was also a poor kid who was randomly sponsored by a rich man who saw potential in him). Overall, I just had a very distinct vision when writing the fic, and that vision came to life. And I really, really hope that my vision comes to life in the sequel too.
1. King For A Day - Poly!Golden Trio x Fem!Reader (22,400 words) 
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You have always had a special relationship with Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, and the one and only Harry Potter. When you set out to help them find and destroy Lord Voldemort’s Horcruxes, it seems that your intimate knowledge of them is the one thing keeping them together - until the unique dynamic shifts, thanks to one of those pesky pieces of dark magic. Angry voices carry, and it turns out - moans of pleasure do too. Poly!Golden Trio x Fem!Reader (Fem!Reader x Harry Potter x Ron Weasley x Hermione Granger). FWB to Poly Lovers. Smut (with a slight bit of Angst). Set during Deathly Hallows.
And finally, we get to my favourite fic of the year!!
So, I'm gonna be honest, a huge reason that this fic gets the top slot is because of my nostalgia for Harry Potter. This year was the first time in a long time that I have written Harry Potter fanfiction, and it felt like a reawakening of my soul. I was genuinely happy, and I was spending time enjoying concepts and characters that I have not thought about for a long time.
This fic in particular, I feel like I have been working on it for years in my mind. This fic is a culmination of all my thoughts about these characters, all my time in the Harry Potter fandom, and generally, I am so, so proud of it. I am proud that my love for Harry Potter has come to fruition in this form - a poly smut fic, something that is just so me.
Overall - I had such a great year chasing fic ideas that make me happy, despite the popularity of the characters or the fandoms, and I encourage you guys to spend 2024 doing the same. Cheers!
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agender-wolfie · 6 months
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Fem is not the default for fanfics and it’s not a woman’s only space. It’s also disrespectful not to tag your shit ☺️
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eclairoo · 7 months
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Ive been wanting to write for quite some time now but I've been too afraid to post lol. should i?
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cheriladycl01 · 4 months
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Qatar Heat - Grid x Driver! Reader
Plot: Everyone has a hard time at the Qatar GP, most needed medical attention once the race finished, some drivers retired and some continued even though they threw up in their helmets. What happens when the female of the grid, who already struggles with body temperature regulation finishes the race?
Credit to skitskatdacat63 for the GIF
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It was Thursday, which was media day in Qatar which meant that right now you were walking round the paddock in shorts and your Aston Martin Team top.
"Lance, hey are you okay?" You ask your team-mate. You'd known him since last year as the reserve driver for Aston Martin, Seb wanted you to take his place after retirement.
"Yeah, its just so hot. And Henry's still making me do training" he complains.
"I know but think we got the ice bath's later!" you grin excited to have the ice bath. After a hot day of training it was like a reward. So you did your ball exercises and you did a track run for the media team. Afterwards you were about to lay down on the track ground but it was blistering when you put your hand to it.
"Tires are gonna get shredded" you complain a little out of breath to Jessie your personal trainer.
"Can we go get water and smoothies now?" You ask and Sid one of the media guys who had followed you around today nods. You guys get out of the sun before running into the garage and collecting as many people's orders from the garage as you can.
You bring everyone back what they wanted on a tray. Sid filmed you the whole time, so he could upload it to the Tik-Tok saying that the new Aston Martin waitress is pretty cool. And another one joking that you can always fall back on waitressing if F1 falls through which you found hilarious.
"Okay, Lance Y/N. Ice bath time!" Mike Krack informs you both. You go into your driver room changing into your bikini that'd you'd brought with you. You pull the Aston Martin polo back over, feeling as though it would be odd to walk out the back of the motorhome in a bikini.
You see the cameras on you and immediately smile. You go up very close to the camera.
"Hi guys, i felt awkward coming out in just my bikini so Aston Martin Representation!" you whisper before stepping back and poking your thumbs at your top to show them what you were talking about, as if it wasn't obvious.
Looking to your left, Lando, Oscar, Alex and Logan were also all doing icebaths out the back of the motorhome too.
"Looking good boys" you shout after wolf whistling in their direction, they all laugh having finished their icebaths coming over to you and Lance.
"Come on" Alex gestures you towards the ice bath. You roll your eyes pulling the top over your head and passing it to Alex, he steps back looking at the other three boys who are shamelessly staring at you.
You were the current youngest on the grid. 21 years old, so Oscar, Logan and Lando all took a liking to you, not only because of the age similarities but because of your sense of humor.
"Ready Lance, you ask your team-mate whose shirt was just pulled off and handed to Mike who was helping the social media team.
"Lets make this interesting. First to fully submerge wins"
"That's not exactly fair your from Canada...okay your on" you shout and before anyone can blink your jumping into the ice bath. Your up to your thighs before you watch as Lance starts to sink down. Not even thinking about the cold you just force your whole body down. You can feel the cold all around your hair as it floats up and you can feel the cold water on your eyelids.
You come back up with a gasped breath before looking over at all of them.
"Who won, it was me right?" you say with your eyes blown wide as Lance emerges.
"Yes, but your fucking crazy" Lando laughs looking at the smile that comes across your face.
"Hahaha Suck that Stroll! I win" you say looking over at him.
"Ohhh you know what we should do" you say looking over at the camera that was still pointed at you.
"We should do a thirst trap of me, so people can edit me on TikTok!" you exclaim and Oscar chokes, while Logan and Land laugh as your started to lean back in the bath, running your hands through you hair.
"Y/N how many times have we talked about this" Your PR manager exclaims trying to stop the admins from filming.
"Oh come on its what they want!" You exclaim.
After that night, you went out for food, a healthy meal of course that Lance payed for as the looser of the bet.
Friday First Practice was good, you'd come in 4th just behind the two Ferrari's and Max.
Qualifying was just as good, you were starting in 4th next to Lewis, with George and Max ahead of you for Sunday's race and that was locked in. It was exhausting, you were boiling but you pushed. Lance was angry with the car performance and got angry at Henry, you were shocked to see and hear what happened when you were still driving and scolded Lance, before nearly fainting from being dizzy.
Again, you did the ice bath dinner and slept.
Now to focus on Saturdays sprint. You did well in the first two sprint shoot outs. But ended up retiring the car in Q3, starting in 9th position.
You were so faint for the whole race. Today, it was hotter than all the other days. Your fireproof felt more clingy to your skin than usual and the water in the car was heating up quicker than it normally did.
At one point during the sprint race the water was so disgusting to drink you actually spat it out in your helmet on reflex.
You finished in 8th gaining 1 point for the team who congratulated you. You stayed in the car as you pulled into the garage for a minute before you stripped of in the garage down to tank top and your underwear. You sat on the cold garage floor, head in your hands as you panted, looking for breath.
A team member brought an orange juice up to you, tapping you on the shoulder to which you shake there hand and thank them for the gesture.
You sip it slowly, not wanting to gag like you had before.
"How you doing sweetheart" Mike comes up to you, everyone in the garage had reported to him, how red and beat up you look coming out the car. You look at him and nod.
"It's always been harder for me" you laugh looking up at him wiping the sweat from your forehead before it falls down into your eye.
"What do you mean?" he asks crouching down so he's at a similar level to you.
"I mean, you've probably never checked my medical papers right. And women struggle with heat more than men anyway but my body doesn't regulate its temperate that well... so I've always struggled with being hot in the car but this is next level" you sigh to him.
"Are you going to be okay to race. We can get Drugovich to fill" Mike says concern filling his face as he can tell your struggling from the speech pattern and labored breathing.
"No i promise I'll be okay and I'll bring us home points" you smile.
I'm going to go congratulate Oscar on his Sprint win. You smile before holding you hand out for help. He helps you up and you trot over to Mclaren pulling the taller male into a hug the minute you see him.
"You did amazingly Ozzie" you grin, still holding onto him.
"Hey! I did well as well" Lando interrupts and you roll you eyes before turning to look at the man baby behind you.
"Yes yes, well done on P3 Lando Norris" you grin pulling him towards you and hugging him. He hugs you back before lifting you and squeezing you making you groan at the harshly shown affection that you were used too.
"How you feeling about tomorrow starting P4?"
"I'm hoping for a podium with my boys" you grin, pulling them both in, one arm round each of them.
"With us starting P6 and P10. I doubt that" Oscar groans, knowing he stuffed up Qualifying the other day, along with his team mate.
"Never say never. Tomorrow's going to be a hard race for everyone"
Sunday was the day that everyone struggled as you'd said.
Max actually ended up crashing out, and after coming back on the track, the car didn't have the pace it had from the start of the weekend.
"Come on Y/N, win in rookie season will look amazing. Keep holding. You've got Oscar behind 2.3 seconds gaining and Lando behind him. 3 laps left" you engineer inform.
"Guys the heat's really getting to me" you voice but its barley recognizable through the radio.
"Not long left, just push until the end" the engineer says but his voice waivers, he could tell you were struggling but unlike Logan who retired early on, lap 40 and with only three laps left there was no point especially when you were this close to a win.
"I - I know" you waiver, you control the car, speeding up trying to get this done as quickly as possible.
Martin Bundle - AND IN HER ROOKIE SEASON Y/N Y/L/N IS THE WINNER OF THE 2023 QATAR GRAND PRIX
"Guy's I need to get out this car now" you cry, tears forming in your eyes.
"Okay copy that"
"I cant move" you cry, the only thing that was able to move from your body was your hands which were shaking.
"We're sending pit crew to help" your engineer says. You see race marhsalls come up to your car, where Oscar and Land pull up alongside you. They both jump out hugging their team who were stood their waiting for them both. They turn to congratulate you thinking you'd be there next to them with the Aston Martin team but see you still sat in the car.
"Oh my god, she's shaking" Oscar says looking closer at you.
"She's in shock, from the heat" Lando says running over Oscar behind him.
"Y/N hey hey hey. Its okay its okay" Lando says flicking up your visor so he could see you. He honestly could have cried at the sight. He saw you looking so exhausted and out of it, the tears in you eyes and the sweat underneath them mixed.
"Come on baby lets get you out" Oscar voices, pulling Lando back by the shoulder and leaning down into the car, putting his arms under your knees and the other behind your back before lifting and pulling you out the car.
"Can we get a cold towel over here" Lando shouts which makes your head dizzy. Oscar sits you on the car wheel, pulling your helmet off, and then your balaclava. You were extremely red in the face but he still thought you were the prettiest girl he'd ever seen.
So did Lando, he had for a while, and he would always flirt with you when you were the reserve Aston Martin driver. But he cared for you, and seeing you like this pulled at his heart strings.
"You did so well today darling" he compliments. He pulls back your hair that was sticking to your face, doing it in a low bun so it wasn't tight but was out of your face and off your neck.
Lando unzips your race suit, pulling it down off your shoulders so your in your fireproof top before laying the cooling towel around you neck.
"Just breath" he smiles at you handing you and Oscar an icy bottle of water than was handed to him by his team. They got you to the cool down room where you sat on the floor with your back against the wall and your cheek resting on the cold marble.
"Great race guys. Said I'd have a podium with my... my boys" you smile, before you feel the urge to throw up. You get on your knees grabbing the bin before spilling the food you'd eaten before the race into the bin. Oscar sits next to you rubbing your back.
"Come on lets go get weighed" Lando sighs. Oscar goes first, the you and Lando watches the figure seeing you'd lost a whole 6 kilograms which meant that you'd lost 9 over the whole weekend. He, Oscar and Logan would all have to go out for a big meal to all put the weight back on.
The podium was amazing, first place and sharing a podium with Lando and Oscar had never felt better. It was a shorter podium as they wanted all of you to seek medical attention. You were eventually declared to have heatstroke and were forced on home rest in a nice a/c-ed room and lost of Peach Ice Tea's.
One thing for sure was you never wanted to race in Qatar as this time of the year again.
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lokideservesahug · 26 days
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For How Long!?!- Masterpost
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A Logan Sargeant x fem!driver!Reader SMAU
Warnings: None yet!
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Chapters:
Introduction: Who is Y/N Y/L/N
Chapter 1: The Calm before the storm
Chapter 2: Pre-Season
Chapter 3: Première Course
Chapter 4: A big decision
Chapter 5: A private and a public celebration
Chapter 6: Wait...For Real?
Chapter 7: We didn't know!!
Chapter 8: You were great
Chapter 9: The Reactions
Chapter 10: Reactions...revisited
Chapter 11: The Future
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Extras:
1. Y/N Y/L/N Career Timeline
2. Mike and Y/N's discussion
3. First impressions (and do-overs)
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Likes, reblogs and especially feedback is greatly appreciated.
I have started a taglist for this series so if you would like to be tagged then please let me know.
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lemonadeinfuser · 9 days
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Holiday House
Aaron Hotchner x Fem Reader
In short: Hotch needs help, and you need a job. Part 1 of ?? we shall see how far this goes :) Warnings for mentions of alcohol (very infrequent) possible mentions of smut/cut to black scenes in the future! ;) __ Is in place of Y/N!!
“And the town said, ‘How did a middle class divorcee do it?’”
Aaron Hotchner was never one to admit to needing help, let alone one to ask for it. But as he sat in the dim light of the kitchen, a case file in one hand, a glass of whiskey in the other, a million thoughts ran through his head. His thumb rubs his temple gingerly, averting his gaze from the graphic crime scene polaroids, over to his son’s bedroom. Just a few hours earlier, he had called off abruptly to pick up Jack prematurely from school, after he had climbed to the very top of the jungle gym in an attempt to do something Garcia called “parkour”.
He survived with only a few scrapes and bruises, but it was clearly a drastic cry for attention.The door was open ajar, illuminated only by the dinosaur night light, casting a soft blue glow over the sleeping boy. When Haley had died, he had quickly realized that being a full-time father would not prove easy with his job. As time went on, it only got more difficult for him to divide his attention- and Jack’s recent episode at school was a cruel wake up call. One thing was evident- he needed someone to attend fully to him, and Hotch needed the ability to commit fully to his team, and to the BAU.
So, first thing in the morning, Penelope was faced with a curt knock on her office door. Spinning around in her chair, she rises and opens the door, Starbucks in hand. “Fancy seeing you here, hands- Oh, hello, sir, m-my apologies. I thought you were Derek.” She cleared her throat, but arched an eyebrow as she detected a faint twinkle in Hotch’s eyes. “Garcia.” “What do you need sir? Stats? Access to a secure database?” She spins around quickly, already typing the nearest case details into her supercomputer. “Well, actually, it’s more of a personal question. Do you happen to know any, uh, childcare workers?” “Like a nanny, sir?” He cringed at the cutesy word, but nodded nonetheless.
“Yes, I suppose.” Garcia pushed her glasses up her nose slightly, observing the man in front of her. Although she wasn’t technically a profiler, she knew Hotch well enough to find things out of place, as they were now. “Actually, yes, sir, I know just the person.” A slight plot began to form in her head, as she sent a number through her printer and into Hotch’s hands. “That’s my friend, __. She’s perfect, lots of experience, Jack would love her. Actually, sir, you would too..” Hotch fumbles for a second, before raising an eyebrow in her direction. “That’s quite enough, Penelope. This is strictly for Jack’s benefit. I appreciate this, however.” He nods curtly, backing out and bumping straight into a coffee-bearing Morgan. “Trying to steal my girlfriend, boss-man? Not cool.” Derek chuckles, pushing past him politely and planting a kiss on Penelope’s cheek. “Damn, I beat you to it!” He gestures to the coffee already in her hand. “I can always use more,” Penelope giggles.
Hotch shuts the door quickly, glancing down at the number in his hands. He walks quickly back to his office, passing right by Spencer and Rossi arguing about something or another. “With all due respect, sir, Logan Paul has absolutely nothing against Mike Tyson-” “He’s a billion years old!” Shaking his head slightly at his team’s banter, Aaron sinks into his chair, punching the number into the landline on his desk. Everyone else may use cellphones now, but Aaron still preferred the old fashioned way, when it came to business.
You had just finished an extremely degrading night shift at the diner, picking up your phone with a raised brow as you exited the back room. “Hello?” “Hello, this is SSA Aaron Hotchner. Is this __?” Your heart rate picked up- maybe from the fact that an FBI agent was calling you, maybe because his voice was low and steady and weirdly attractive. “O-oh, um, hello sir do you- need something?” Hotch takes notice of the light and airy pitched voice on the other side of the line, and something about it makes his heart skip a beat. He ignores it, proceeding, “I was wondering if you were prepared to interview for an in-home, uh, nanny job? For lack of a better word. Penelope Garcia gave me your number, and I trust her judgment for better or worse.” A smile spread across your face. “Absolutely, sir. When would be a good time to meet, Mr Hotchner?”
It’s strange. Aaron gets called sir about a hundred times a day, but something about your innocent voice sends a shiver down his spine that he can’t explain, but does his best to ignore. “Why don’t you stop by my house at around 6 tonight? We can talk, you can meet Jack, and we can go from there.” “That works for me, sir.” You smoothen out your skirt, a sudden blush chasing your cheeks as you think about meeting this mystery man, one you’d only heard anecdotes about from your best friend and her boyfriend. “Perfect. I’ll have Garcia send over my address.” The line clicks before you get the chance to respond, leaving you slightly flustered, with your hands wrapped around your cellphone a little more tightly than you thought, almost as if you were holding onto the idea of him. The poor man, left alone with his son, with a job like that.. You shake your head, quickly grabbing your purse, clattering your nametag down on the counter with a defiant “I quit.” to your manager as you happily left that damn place for the last time.
Back at the office, Aaron watches his team out in the bullpen, Morgan and Garcia enveloped in something on his desk while Spencer spins a rubix cube towards Emily, with a “good luck” sort of look. He’s not sure what the emotion he’s feeling is, but whatever it is, he brushes it off and grabs the case file dropped off earlier, emerging into the open office, with the same professional air as always- if a little less uptight than usual.
“Who knows, if she never showed up, what could have been?”
A/N: AHHH this was so so much fun to write!! I hope my writing style and the way I write Hotch is okay, I’m still new to the fandom and show but I did my very best! Suggestions are always welcome! Please like, comment, reblog and send me requests!
-e.a <33
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squadmuse · 18 days
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NSFW ALPHABET
THE MIKE LOGAN EDITION
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A - Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
Mike is attentive, he wants to make sure you’re feeling good and how you’re feeling after it. He doesn’t want to go too hard or let anything he does affect you too much. He’ll cuddle you if you want his cuddles, wrapping you up in his strong arms and will carry to your en-suite bathroom, where he’ll be so gentle yet affectionate as he helps wash his cum off and massage your sore muscles. Mike will then carry you back to bed and watch as you fall asleep in his arms.
B - Body part (their favourite body part of theirs and their partner’s body)
Mike obviously likes his hair (is that even a body part?) but he likes his tongue and his large hands as he can do so much with them both, leaving you a puddle… and he’s a typical man who knows how good his dick is. Mike is a guy’s guy and he is totally open to a nice pair of breasts or a nice ass, he is going to love on your body as if it’s sacred to him.
C - Cum (anything to do with cum basically…)
Again, Mike is such a guy so he loves cumming on your breasts or ass or tapping his cock against her open mouth as he cums and seeing your tongue painted white. I think when it’s a more serious relationship, Mike isn’t against cumming inside without protection too.
D - Dirty Secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
Mike is known for being quite the ladies man, and something he’s never done but always had an interest in doing is a threesome with you. Mike also is a fan of stripteases.
E - Experience (how experienced are they, do they know what they are doing?)
Oh Mike is very well versed in the bedroom, he knows exactly what he’s doing and knows exactly how to leave you absolutely wrecked.
F - Favourite Position (again, pretty self explanatory…)
Cowgirl, as it allows him access to every part of your body. But he also enjoys doing doggystyle with you.
G - Goofy (are they more serious in the moment or are they more humorous?)
Mike is quite flexible in this aspect, but it takes a while before he can be truly himself with you and this in bed too. As your relationship with him progresses, you see Mike becoming more and more goofy and more playful too.
H - Hair (how well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes?)
He’s a guy who takes good care of his hair up top but he isn’t as particular down below and only trims it so it’s not unruly or too much. He likes his body hair, and so do you and your hands are quick to roam his broad chest, running through his chest hair.
I - Intimacy (how are they during the moment? Are they romantic?)
Mike is more and more romantic as you date longer and longer. That’s not saying he ain’t romantic, he knows how to wine and dine and how to treat a woman very well. One night stands are still treated with well and with respect, but he opens more and more as he knows you’re the one for him - he doesn’t open up that easily and when he does, he’s a lovesick puppy head over heels in love. Mike is 100% a gentleman throughout though in many ways.
J - Jack Off (masturbation…)
Oh this guy has a high yearn level and he’s loyal, so if he can’t be with you or you’re not in the mood or something, Mike jacks himself off. He likes it a lot when you do a striptease for him, his large hand working his cock as you shimmy for him in itty-bitty lingerie. Sometimes he’ll jack off in the shower or over the phone to you. Oh he also loves mutual masturbation, he gets off seeing you reach your own peak.
K - Kink (what are their kink/s?)
Mike doesn’t like anything too kinky or risky, he’s a cop. He loves seeing you in lingerie and you giving him stripteases, oh and he has a food kink for sure. Roleplay is also a kink that Mike has, and his handcuffs have found their way into your sex life on multiple occasions. Dirty talk comes so easily to Mike too. He loves cumming into you without protection, but he doesn’t quite have a breeding kink? Also with the stress of his job, Mike ain’t against giving up control in the bedroom and loves bathtub/shower sex.
L - Location (where are their favourite places to do the do?)
Oh Mike will do it primarily in the safety of your home or somewhere away from prying eyes. He’s a cop and can’t risk getting blackmailed or caught, and won’t risk your reputation either. Hotel rooms are a good place for him, or if you’re on vacation together somewhere where nobody knows you both. Jacuzzi sex has definitely happened once or twice…
M - Motivation (what turns them on, what gets them going?)
Anything you do gets Mike raring to go. He’s just that kind of guy! He loves seeing you wet for him or you holding back your moans. You in lingerie is a huge biggie, same goes for swimwear and pretty dresses. There have been galas or parties where he’s been hard as a rock seeing you all dolled up in a slinky dress. Also you taking care of him, showing him love and affection gets Mike so loving on you.
N - No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs?)
Mike is big on consent, he won’t do anything you’re against or anything too painful. He’s never going to do anything if you’re drunk either as he knows your inhibitions are lowered from the alcohol.
O - Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill etc)
Mike is a god when it comes to giving you oral sex, you feel like you’ve been sent to heaven when his talented tongue brings you to orgasm after orgasm. He loves it so much when you suck his dick. You’re both giving people, and so you’re both well taken care of!
P - Pace (are they fast and rough, soft and sensual?)
It depends, and it can depend on his caseload on how Mike fucks. If he’s stressed also, he isn’t a just fuck fast and rough, he sometimes needs t that soft sensual sex to relax him. When you’re more serious about each other also, the soft sensual sex happens just as often as the rough fast fucks.
Q - Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often etc.)
100% a fan of quickies. Mike knows he has an unpredictable schedule due to the cases he works as a police detective and that he doesn’t always have the time to fuck you as long as he’d like and so quickies do happen. But he is sure to be attentive and gives 110%.
R - Risk (are they game to experiment? Do they take risks?)
Mike does like a risk, but he knows to make educated risks? The riskier stuff happens in the privacy of your own home or away on vacation, like that time where you both skinny dipped in Barbados or did a stranger roleplay in a bar in Manhattan. Mike isn’t against experimenting either. He doesn’t do pegging at all.
S - Stamina (how many rounds can they go? How long do they last?)
Mike goes to the gym to keep fit for work, and therefore has a good amount of stamina that he uses to wreck you in bed. He was quite the ladies man before he met you, and therefore also built up a great recovery period. Mike isn’t against using viagra either as he ages, so that helps also and he isn’t against using his hands or mouth to keep you cumming as he recovers from his own.
T - Toys (do they own toys, do they use toys? on a partner or themselves?)
Mike isn’t the biggest fan of toys being used on himself to be honest. It’s not that he’s against them, it’s just he isn’t that experienced with them and prefers to use them on you. However if he had to choose one, it’d be that vibrating cockring you bought for him to try out. As a gift back to you, he got you a remote control vibrator, which he loves to use on you nonstop.
U - Unfair (how much they like to tease)
Mike Logan is the king of teasing. He’s quite the typical guy in that regard, not quite a playboy but just so boyish? He knows exactly how to get your body riled up and then leave you literally so wanton for him.
V - Volume (how loud are they, what sounds do they make etc?)
Dirty talk is easy to Mike, and he loves it when you do it. He can be surprisingly loud at times but also surprisingly quiet at times, it depends on what is going on in his life and career. Oh he grunts and groans a lot, burying his head in the crook of your neck or in your cleavage as he does.
W - Wild Card (random headcanon)
He absolutely adores it when you ride his thigh or sit on his lap. It seems so vanilla seeing how much more you do together, but it has Mike crazy for those moments.
X - X-Ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
Have you seen the size of this guy? Mike Logan has a big cock, and he knows how to use it! He’s thick with nice sized balls that aren’t too big and he’s cut, which surprised you. Veiny as heck too.
Y - Yearning (how high is their sex drive)
A high sex drive without a doubt. Mike isn’t an addict so to speak, he’s just a guy who loves to use sex as an expression of want and love. He finds it hard at first to use his words in relationships so sex is an easy way for him. But when he experienced you for the first time, felt actual love and depth… well sex became even more of an expression for him even though he opens up more with his words.
Z - Zzz (how quickly do they fall asleep afterwards)
Mike isn’t one to fall right asleep, he is somewhat sleepy but will take care of you and make sure you’re well taken care of before thinking about himself. Sometimes he’ll wrap you up in his arms and snuggle you, watching as you drift off to sleep before doing the same himself.
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laneysmusings · 2 years
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General Masterlist
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Last updated: March 2nd, 2024
Law & Order:
₊˚.༄ Mike Logan
✧ Repose - SFW & GN
domestic homecoming to Mike Logan tinted with golden hours
✧ At a Glance - NSFW & FEM
while unpacking, Mike’s old glasses are discovered. Sexual hijinks ensue — ♡ personal favorite
✧ Workplace Offerings - NSFW & FEM
Mike works his way under your skirt after offering up a tempting negotiation agreement
✧ Headcanons - SFW & GN
miscellaneous ideas about Mike with no direct pairing
✧ Intimacy Headcanons - SFW & GN
headcanons about Mike focusing on his intimacy, commitment issues, and attachment to his romantic partner
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mikelogan · 9 days
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part 4 of mike x reader featuring two requests, one for angst and one for mike singing elvis while dancing with his girl. heed the tags!
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joesanrio · 9 months
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joe on the impaulsive podcast talking about his on screen romance with reader, not being very subtle about the fact that he actually does fancy her
I've been missing my bae Joe... but that interview has a chokehold on me! 🩷🩷 Thank you so much for requesting this :)
She's cute, yeah | R.R
Summary: He always secretly liked when interviewers asked about you, because now he gets the chance to talk about his favorite person.
Pairings: Joe Anoa'i {Roman Reigns} x fem!reader
Warnings: Flustered!Joe, Teasing (friendly), intense emotions, Joe is referred to as Roman.
Word Count: 514
Ratings: Fluff | 16+
A/N: The way he kept saying “Yeah” WITH THAT VOICE 😮‍💨
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“Oh yeah yeah, my Y/n.” Roman trails off that bit of his sentence.
Logan and Mike looking at each other with a smirk, “So when did it first start? Like did creative pitch it or was it like suggested?” Logan asked as Roman nodded at the question.
“Um well it started like 2013. The team thought it would be a good idea because during that time I was in the shield, and I was more of a visual especially during segments.” Roman explained, as he could feel himself beginning to sweat.
“Oh! So, like to add more to your character!” George piped up from beside him.
“Exactly! And Y/n and I have been friends for a while so luckily it wasn’t as awkward. I mean- she’s so talented and easy to work with, we literally could talk all day and it’ll still feel like it wasn’t long enough because she’s so- um her energy is so...” Roman blanks at the end as he tries to find a word to describe his Y/n.
“She’s so awesome she got the Tribal Chief blanking!” Mike jokes making everyone burst into laughter, Roman rubs his ears as he can feel the heat becoming intense on the tips of his ears.
“Nah, I’m just not good a describing people.” Roman chuckles as he quickly comes up with an excuse.
The more he tries to think of a word to describe you. Different words pop into his mind, but nothing comes close to how you are. The guys joking in the background as all he could do was smile and nod.
“She’s unexplainable.” Roman shrugs as Logan nods, feeling all eyes on him, but not in the same way as before.
“You’re right though, I met Y/n once and she left me with an impression that was hard to shake off.” George mentioned as Mike perked up to mention the time, he met you.
“One thing I remember vividly when I met her was the fact that she was so beautiful.” Mike spoke as Roman immediately looked at him when he complimented your appearance. “Like I don’t know if it was the lighting or what, but that girl was glowing!” Logan added as the guys agreed.
“Yeah! She is gorgeous.” Roman blushed at the thought of your visuals, might as well just be a tomato from how red he was. That was something Roman always complimented you on, and you loved it because he was the only guy you wanted to hear call you pretty or anything else.
The guys now talking in depth about their first impressions of you, and how they thought you would be different. Roman did not miss out on speaking about his first impression.
He knew that if he kept on with his rant that they would have to cut him off eventually. Roman couldn’t help it though, when he hears your name it’s like his body goes into overdrive.
“Yeah, she’s cute.” Roman speaks before realizing what he said out loud. Everyone laughing at how out of it Roman seemed since you’ve been mentioned.
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tinkerbelldetective · 11 months
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You, sleepily: You're so stupid, I love you.
Mike Logan, just waking up and minding his own business: *making a confused face*
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