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kathaynesart · 6 months
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What’s the whole idea behind the Farmer Leo AU? What’s the in-universe backstory? Very curious
Haha I'll be honest I have no lore for Cowboy/Farmer Leo. He's just a simple guy rustling up some cattle.
Now if you wanna talk about TRUCKER Leo, I have a whole headcanon lore about this bad boy (originally created by @giantrobotslug)! I'll get a Trucker trend going yet, haha!
He's just so silly, how could I not hyper-fixate?
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wo3backup · 9 days
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Update on "No drops past midnight" my Trucker AU
I'm STRUGGLING on a specific chapter. I can’t really skim over it either cause I feel like it's suppose to be a meaningful scene.
SO HERES WHAT I WANNA TRY.
Trucker Y/N hauls across the country. Since they do that they want to let the Daycare attendant experience the world since they spent their lives in the pizza plex.
Do ya'll have any places ya'll recommend they should make a pitstop at?
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navybrat817 · 2 months
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You're writing a trucker au? 👀
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I am not, nonnie! @witchywithwhiskey @oh-my-damn @imyourbratzdoll @kthynes have all done trucker fics or series.
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Delivery Driver!Bucky has been mentioned on my blog, but totally different from a trucker AU.
Love and thanks! ❤️
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vattenkokare · 1 year
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part two of good christian boy and the rat man on the road in their scania
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oh-my-damn · 2 years
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Hello my dear... You already know why I am here, don't you, hehe? Sooo, look, there is this thing about Tender Trucker.. and I mean he changed me, okay? There is before him me and after him me. So please! I really need to know more about their first meeting after those months while she was gone. I am dying to know what was his reaction when he finally saw his sugar after all those weeks again. please *puppy eyes*
Your wish is my command, hon!
Highways & Heatstrokes drabble below
Warning: cute, soft moment, also p in v and a little bit of angst (bsrely) but mostly its adorable and sweet
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"Hey," Ari breathes out the second his mind has processed who is actually sitting in front of him right now. He eyes you for a moment, checking your current state; you look healthier than the last time he met you in a diner, although you do look a little tired.
"What are you doing here?"
The question catches you a little off guard; you figured he'd be happy to see you, and suddenly you're starting to doubt this entire thing. What if he was fine with you leaving and you read the situation all wrong?
"I, uh," you hesitate, your eyes darting to your hands as you shrug, "I guess I just.. I missed you."
Your words are quiet, practically a whisper, because the confidence that was soaring through you a moment ago has evaporated in an instant.
When Ari stays quiet, you slowly look up at him, the pain inside already building, fear of rejection overtaking your mind.
But then he speaks.
"I missed you too," he replies, smiling warmly, those beautiful cerulean blues locked on you. "A lot, actually."
Your release a sigh of relief, your tense form relaxing where you sit.
"I want to come back," You hurriedly say before you lose confidence again, "I don't want to be apart "
"Me neither."
Your smile widens, leaning towards him over the tabletop, "Really? Are you sure?"
Ari chuckles at your expression, a large paw of a hand lifting to cup your cheek, "Yes, I'm sure. I missed you so much, sugar."
Butterflies tumble around inside you at the familiar petname, your face leaning into his touch. Ari looks you over for a moment, and then around the diner, "How've you been gettin' on? You been eatin'?"
You shrug casually, smiling as your cheek nuzzles into his hand needily. Ari chuckles again before we waves the waitress over with his free hand, "Let's get some food in you."
You whine when he starts to retract his hand, already missing the warmth of his touch. Ari tilts his head, taking a moment to look at you, and within a second, he's moved to your side of the booth. He picks up your legs, moving you sideways to drape your thighs over his.
You lean into his side immediately, your palm landing on his stomach and your face tucking into his neck. You inhale deeply, humming at the familiarity, Ari's arm wrapping around you to hold you close.
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Your fingers are entwined with his thick ones as his hips roll languidly into yours. Your back sinks into the mattress with every move, moans fluidly leaving your mouth every time his cock kisses your cervix.
Ari's warm breath brushes over your neck, his heavy moans in your ear. Your hands are above your head, holding onto his with all you can muster as he fucks you languidly in the back of his truck.
You can feel your insides churning around themselves, the intoxicating feeling of your body winding tight from knowing what's to come. But it's mixed with something else.
"Ari," You gasp breathlessly, making the heavy man fucking into you grunt in appreciation, "Ari, please, I.. I-"
Your words are cut short when his hips grind into yours, his head lifting from the crook of your neck. Your wide eyes meet his cerulean ones, long chestnut hair falling over his face as he looks down at you.
His fingers give yours a squeeze as his hips still, his nose brushing against yours before he whispers, "Say it. C'mon sugar, tell me."
Your eyes bounce between his nervously, your lips parted in a choked breath before you whisper, "I love you."
Ari's lips lift in a smile, leaning closer to pepper gentle kisses over your forehead down your nose. Once they finally reach your own, the touch is barely there when he whispers, "I love you too," before his lips takes possession of yours.
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imyourbratzdoll · 11 months
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I’m writing trucker Ari..😩
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witchywithwhiskey · 12 hours
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Hi Molly I’m sorry if you’ve answered this before but I wanted to ask if trucker Ari will ever love reader? I know you said that he’ll never be a soft daddy bc he’s a mean man but even when he’s mean will he still love her in the future? do you think he’s capable of love?
I love you and your stories, thank you for sharing them w us!! Much love❤️❤️
hi nonny!! thank you so so much for sending in this ask, and i'm so glad you enjoy my stories ♡♡♡ that means so much!!!!
in terms of whether trucker Ari will ever love reader....that's a tough question. the simple answer is that, yes, i think Ari is capable of love and he will, however reluctantly, fall in love with reader—in fact, i think he already is falling in love with her. he's just so out of practice of loving someone, he doesn't know it.
and when he realizes he loves her, he won't like it, but he won't know it's happening until it's happened and by then there isn't anything he can do about it. (he'll still be angry about it, though, and he'll absolutely take that anger out on reader—but don't worry, she'll enjoy it 😏)
i guess what i'm trying to say is, i don't think love always needs to be soft. Ari isn't soft because he genuinely doesn't know how to be. but that doesn't mean he loves any less. and i don't think reader necessarily needs his love to be soft. i think she enjoys the rough, meanness of him, which is why they work so well together.
hope that answers your question!!
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cyberrat · 9 months
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74th Batch Of Fics: 4th Fill
Hanzo/Cole – Trucker AU – Epilogue – Will there be a Happily Ever After?
Can't believe Trucker AU is over :') it was very fun to write!
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What did it mean when Cassidy had protected a stranger like Hanzo the same way that he had protected the man that had turned his life around so many years ago?
Hanzo looks away with a derisive click of his tongue. “He’s an idiot,” he says with bitterness in his voice.
“Sure is,” Reyes replies. He looks more satisfied now… as if he is happy with Hanzo’s reaction. “He’s already fucked it up big time. I don’t want to see him dead because of some yakuza flirt trying to get out of the gang life.”
Hanzo’s head snaps back around, heart immediately picking up in speed as he stares at Reyes. “How do you-”
He’s interrupted by the man all but crooning: “I’m not an idiot like the ingrate in my kitchen. I’m not going to do anything to you. Yet. I’m just saying that if he ends up dead in a ditch because of you – you won’t live for much longer after that, alright?”
Hanzo closes his mouth quietly. Their heads turn as Cole comes strolling back in, a beat up thermos of coffee in one hand and a few mugs in the other.
“Y’all done talkin’ bout me?” he asks in a lazy drawl.
Reyes scoffs softly but also doesn’t deny the accusation. In fact, he mildly replies: “Just wanted to make sure we’re all on the same page.”
Hanzo does not say much during their stay with Gabriel Reyes. He thinks about what he has been told and just watches the dynamic between the two men. Reyes couldn’t seem more annoyed about their presence but there is just something about him that makes Hanzo feel like he is very pleased about Cole’s company.
To Hanzo’s surprise, he even bullies them into staying for the night. Cole puts up a pathetic little fight to get out of it but it’s obvious that he speculated on a proper bed for once and takes it after just a few back-and-forths.
The room itself is small but nice and clean. He has no idea how Reyes takes care of the place with that busted leg of his but as far as he can tell, the old guy has an unbreakable will and won’t be stopped by anything.
He sits on the edge of the bed, hands lightly brushing over the duvet. It occurs to him that it is the cleanest thing he’s been on since coming into the US in the first place. All he’s known are the passenger seats of trucks like Cassidy’s and dingy Motel rooms.
He listens to Cassidy in the bathroom. When he comes out, Hanzo looks up to see him with nothing but a towel around his hips. His hairy gut is hanging over it, probably keeping the thing in place.
Hanzo watches him as he moves around the room and is disturbed to find that he is turned on by the sight of him.
He frowns and looks down at his hands, curling them into fists and then relaxing once more.
Cassidy sits down next to him, his voice lowered so Reyes probably won’t hear them, wherever he’s gone off to now: “What’s goin’ on in that pretty li’l head o’ yours? You’ve been pretty quiet.”
Hanzo keeps staring at his hands. The scent coming off of Cole is different than usual. He smells clean, for starters.
“I am thinking about where to go next.”
“What do ya mean? I got my route planned out already.”
“Yes. Your route. But what about mine?”
“... I ain’t followin’.”
Hanzo sighs deeply and looks up at Cole’s face. “We’re done here, aren’t we? You helped me find Genji just like I wanted you to. And I paid you plenty for your services.”
At that, Cole’s face becomes stormy. He throws out an arm, gesturing toward the door as he half-shouts: “The fuck did he say to you?!”
Hanzo narrows his eyes and turns his head away. “He just confirmed what I already knew: that you’re an idiot that has no sense for self-preservation and I’m not going to be the one that gets you killed, alright?”
There’s a few beats of silence as Cassidy ostensibly tries to wrap his few brain cells around what Hanzo just said. Then a heavy hand curls around the nape of his neck, fingers squeezing on either side just shy of painful.
“You want to leave because you’re worried about me?”
Hanzo bristles at the incredulousness in the other’s voice. He can feel a flush starting to crawl up his chest which he fights tooth and nail against.
Cole continues: “You do know I’m roughly double your age. Let me make my own damn decisions.”
Hanzo feels himself get pulled into Cassidy’s naked chest. He struggles against it but it is very half hearted.
“Fat bastard…” he mutters softly.
Cassidy does not reply immediately; he just keeps squeezing the back of Hanzo’s neck which is… surprisingly soothing.
Hanzo closes his eyes slowly and finds they are too tired to open up again so he simply listens to Cassidy’s heartbeat, calm and strong in his chest.
“Ya should stick to sellin’ your pussy for information if that’s the extend of your intelligence,” Cole mutters eventually. He starts to maneuver them around which ends in Hanzo pretty much lying on top of the old fool. Cassidy grunts softly and mutters something about Hanzo being way heavier than he looks but Hanzo elects to ignore that.
He tries to think about how disgusted he had been with the fat bastard upon meeting him and while that isn’t even that long ago, it’s not quite possible for him to get into the same mindset as he had been back then.
Cassidy is disgusting. He exploited Hanzo’s situation for sexual favors – unashamedly at that – and even let other people have at him.
…But it’s not like Hanzo didn’t enjoy it all. The degradation, the objectification… the simple life of being a cock warmer.
The fat bastard keeps muttering under his breath as he drags the blanket out from underneath them and then pulls it over Hanzo’s head, cocooning him into warm darkness.
Hanzo’s hand slowly brushes over the stiff little hairs on Cassidy’s chest and down to his belly, following the furry trail until he comes to the edge of the towel.
Slowly, he opens it up so he can curl his fingers around the warm shaft. It feels soft and spongy in his hand and weirdly comforting. Cassidy grunts above and, surprisingly enough, lets him be.
For a few minutes they just lie in silence before Cassidy says in a low tone of voice: “You’ll come with me.”
It’s worded as an order but the uncertainty in his deep voice makes it sound more like a question.
Hanzo inhales deeply and starts to relax in what feels like for the first time of his life.
“Yes,” he mutters into the darkness. “Yes, I will.”
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staceymcgillicuddy · 1 year
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to get my soul known again
Chapter Two is up, in which Eddie has a burger, and Chrissy has a question.
(I promise am not making a picture collage for every chapter, but uh. Look. That shot of Grace. How could I resist?)
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fat-hedonistic-hogs · 5 months
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Nothing worse that being between truck stops with a full gut... doesn't help the front of her jeans are getting really snug
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in-flvx · 10 months
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lil snippet
Lily puts down the receiver, and James waits a few minutes for her to return. He uses that time in the best possible way. By drinking in the sex god. Since when did men have such long and dark lashes? Right now they are casting his dark eyes in shadows. He is drinking ale, his eyes glued into a book that has seen better days. Every once in a while he'll grab around the counter to the bowl of pretzels and pop one into his mouth. Between these dark red lips. James should read up on his colors. Red really wasn't cutting it description wise. Red sounds boring, and banal if applied to these lips. All of the sudden the man looks up, directly into James' eyes, and James' jeans start to feel tight. Enough so that James misses most of what Lily is saying. There is this smirk again. A wink. And the eyes find their way back on the pages of his book. "Jamie where is your mind tonight?" "I'm here, love." "Cheers then!"
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kathaynesart · 1 year
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Sorry no update just yet. I blame this distracting dumb dumb from the Trucker AU created by @becomesgarbage on Twitter (please go follow him). There's something about him that just cracks me up. Definitely needed some laughs between the sad Replica updates (it'll lighten up soon I promise) so thought I'd share for fun.
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wo3backup · 4 months
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No Drops Past Midnight - Chapter 2 - wo3_backup - Five Nights at Freddy's [Archive of Our Own] MADE A MEGA ERROR
I am so sorry yall that was the wrong chapter2 I wrote two and never gave Ignis the corrected one.
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bedrockbones · 1 year
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In trucker au, what does technos truck deliver? Ngl I have no clue how or what trucks deliver but yeah. Also hiii o/
Bread? >:)
uhhhh Illegal Things. Drugs. Bad Stuff
i have no idea
techno isnt normally a trucker he just got put on the job while he recovers from an injury but he does indeed haul for the Syndicate
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danger-r-98-5 · 10 months
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FIC SNIP MONDAY! (But it's Friday)
Snip from the upcoming chapter of "Driving through the dark side (on our way to paradise)"
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Arthur looked away from the scenery as his phone rang. He knew the ringtone and knew it would be Johns face on the screen, but he was confused.
Usually the younger didn’t call him in the afternoon in case he was driving, just sending texts throughout the day until the evening when he would step out of the hotel for a smoke and call the younger man.
Luckily, he was pulled over at a truck stop, temporarily put out of service because of an exploded air line. It was a simple repair overall. Most truck stops carrying the parts needed to replace them, this one was no different, Charles running inside to retrieve the parts while Arthur waited.
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oh-my-damn · 1 year
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Can I borrow one of your glitter pens Mandy?
Yes you may!!
How about a blue one, bestie?
We like blue!
Sneak peek of Roadkill (Trucker!Curtis x hitchhiker!reader) under the cut!
You pull the comforter up to your chin as you look him over, not even realizing that he's noticed the wide eyes staring at him.
"How'd you sleep?"
His voice startles you, eyes quickly darting away from him and to the ceiling above you.
"Good," you respond quietly, teeth digging into your bottom lip nervously.
"I'm glad," Curtis responds, "Seemed like you needed it. Are you hungry?"
Yes.
Your eyes move back to watch his side profile as you whisper, "A little.."
"We're about half an hour away from the next stop," Curtis smiles, "I'll park there for the day. We can have some food and I can get some rest. How does that sound?"
You're surprised at how nice he's being, this isn't your usual experience with strangers. Or truckers.
Your eyes move to focus on the sunrise in the distance, words meek, "I don't have a lot of money, but it sounds nice."
"We'll figure it out," Curtis responds with a smile, "Don't worry about it."
You immediately tense up at his words, your eyes turning wide as you whisper, "N-no, I don't want to do that."
Curtis frowns, glancing over his shoulder briefly before he looks back at the road, "You don't want to do what?"
"Figure it out," you stutter nervously, "I-I don't want to owe you anything, I will just leave, I don't-"
"Hey," Curtis says gently, interrupting you, "Hey, calm down. That's not what I meant. I just meant I'd take care of it, okay? You don't have to pay me back."
Your eyes get watery as you look at him, and he looks over his shoulder again at your silence.
His heart breaks a little when he sees the expression on your face, knowing exactly what it means.
"You won't owe me anything," he whispers before his focus is back on the road, "I promise, I don't want anything from you. I just want to make sure you're okay. You need food."
You inhale a shaky breath, reaching up to wipe your eyes as you whisper, "Okay.."
"Okay," Curtis nods, his tense form relaxing a little, "Okay, we'll get you some food."
Thank you for joining my 2k celebration party!
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