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Sandtrap (St. John Allerdyce X Mutant!Reader)(NSFW)

This is especially for rax-writes and saintpyro, you sweeties XD

This is an older Pyro, so be prepared for an old person joke here or there….also try and guess who the police chief is….XD

A/N: After I saw some gifs of Aaron Stanford in some of his more recent work, it got me thinking. What would Saint John Allerdyce be like in the current present X-MCU continuity? Would he be in the X-Men or still apart of the Mutant Brotherhood? Or maybe he’d be something different. This is what I came up with. Enjoy. Summary: When Pyro, now known as Detective John Allerdyce,  must protect a mutant who can control sand like he controls fire, he gets an unwanted reminder of his past life. But there’s more to Sandtrap than meets the eye. Warning: Basically, Pyro.  Words: 1,222

He stared blankly at the flame appear and disappear, urging him to move it. To burn something. To destroy. The once brightly painted shark was now faded on John’s constant companion. He could’ve gotten a new one, but it was still his baby. The only memory of his life before the Institute and the X-Men. Before her. “Could you stop that?” The tired old man hissed. “I’d prefer my officers not set off the sprinkler system.” “Sorry. You know it’s an old habit.” He shoved the zippo in his pocket. “So boss, what’s this case?” “Not a case, protection detail.” The chief pushed a file on the desk over to him. “Student of your alma mater who witnessed a mob hit.” “Is this your idea of a cruel joke?” John looked at him with a cold stare. “No joke. Y/N Y/L/N, code-named Sandtrap.” His boss recited as he slammed the pictures on the table. “Able to control sand and dust.” “I don’t deal with mutant punks and I don’t do protection detail, you know that.” “Detective Allerdyce, I know about your past. But you’re the only mutant on my squad.” “And none of the other officers will take the assignment.” “Dad.” John turned to see his chief’s daughter, who held out a brown paper bag. “You forgot your lunch.” “Thanks Luna.” John caught her staring at his lighter, which he had subconsciously taken out of his pocket. “You like sharks?” She shook her head. “Um, no. Just flashbacks of an old flame.” “John.” The chief stared him down. “Alright. But don’t blame me if a building burns.”

Y/N tried not to think about the stares she was getting from the officers as she sat in the break room. A young woman in plain clothes had given her a cup of coffee, but it just stayed there in her hands. But it might be just her luck, since she’d gotten into trouble out visiting her friend. Scott said an old friend would take her back to the school, but the way he’d said old friend sent a shiver down Sandtrap’s spine. “Detective Allerdyce! Finally.” One of the officers scoffed. She looked up to see a man who seemed eerily familiar. “The infamous Pyro is gonna protect this mutie?” That clicked. The yin to Iceman’s yang. He looked older than the pictures she’d seen on the institute’s walls. His hair longer, a bit of facial hair. “You Sandtrap?” “Yeah, that’s me.” “Gather your things. I’m driving you to the safe house.” “You mean, we’re not going to the school?” “Nope. Orders are to take you to the department’s safe house, which is where I’m taking you until the feds can come get you.” “Feds? What?” “You’re a federal witness, sweet cheeks. Federal witness means federal custody.”

There was a reason John had joined the force, become a detective. And it wasn’t to babysit a kid. At least, that’s what he was telling himself she was when she was standing in a towel in front of him. “You stunned or something?”   “No, um, just tired.” John tried to cover up his embarrassment. Luckily, his job saved his ass. “Detective Allerdyce here.” The voice on the other end was unmistakable. It was her. “Your chief told me this was how to reach you. What’s this I hear about you putting my student in federal custody, Sugar?” “She wasn’t arrested, Rogue. She witnessed a mob hit. There’s a protocol.” “Never thought I’d hear you talk about police protocol. You have changed, John.” “Not by much.” He sighed. “Well, as long as Y/N safe.” Rogue breathed. “The Professor ought to be okay with it.” “Okay.” He said a complaint goodbye, letting the click of the other side signal the end. “You liked her.” John heard Y/N breath. She knew all too well the pains of heartbreak. He could see it in her eyes. “You’re beautiful.” He stunned both of them with his words. He had never slipped like that in front of anybody, not even Bobby or Rogue when they had been a steadfast trio. “You really think that?” She stepped back, John catching her hand. “Yes, I do.” In that moment of pure instinct, he had to engulf her in his presence, stand above her. And kiss her. It was passionate, of course, but also something neither of them had ever felt before. They weren’t detective and protected anymore. His hands groped the curves of her body as she hurriedly tried to bring him to her level of undress. They didn’t even make it to the bed, the two of them intertwining on the floor. When John’s fingers slid into her easily, he got a slight realization. “Were you fingering yourself in the shower?” “Yes. I…I couldn’t help myself.” Y/N choked back, obviously nervous. “It’s my first time.” “Shit.” He rethought what he was doing, but not before he felt her hand on his. “Not like that. I haven’t had sex with anybody other than my last boyfriend.” He could tell from her eyes it wasn’t a very good relationship. “He was in my class, but it’s been a few months.” “Then let me show you what a man with real experience can do for you. If you’ll let me.” She nodded her head in agreement. “Of course.” Assured, he placed a lingering kiss on her neck. The energy reemerged, egging him to show her the whole of his expertise. When they finally connected, a surge of pleasure went through them both. He could hear their moaning in symphony, a sound he had never been able to hear in any of his other, be they short, relationships. John felt the need to comfort Y/N, make her feel safe and warm to his touch. She was like the flame on his lighter, a dangerous thing he could only nudge in the right direction. And she loved it. The way he wildly threw himself into the moment excited Y/N even further. She followed his command to open her legs wider, let him drag her legs so her thighs touched his hips, every one of his thrusts going deep into her core. They both felt alive.

A knock at the door woke them up, the two of their bodies next to each other in the bed. “That’s probably Chief coming to kill my horny ass.” John hurriedly pulled on his pants, reaching for his gun as the knocks got louder. Of course, John was a cop through and through. “What’s the codeword?” Familiar claws pierced the door. “How about, let us in or I’ll get you back for that time you put itching powder in my suit, you little bastard.” “Hello Logan.” John looked to see a familiar wheelchair and it’s occupant. “Professor. I’m ” “Miss Y/L/N has to come with us.” Charles explained. “We can protect her better than any federal agent.” “She’ll be safe with you?” John didn’t hide the note of concern in his voice. “Of course. She’ll be quite safe.” “Okay, I’ll tell her.” John turned to see an already dressed Y/N, her bag in her hands. “Have a safe trip.” “Promise you’ll keep in touch.” “I wish I could, but I don’t think I have your number.” “Don’t worry.” She smiled before she left the safe house. “I put it in your phone, Detective Allerdyce.”

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One of my managers asked how pregnancy was going and I told her that my belly button was starting to look like the enterprise

She told me she loved the Star Trek reference and I smiled like a puppy who was just told they were a good boy

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The funny part about playing a character who can literally WALK THROUGH DIMENSIONS on tiktok is watching a movie like Across the Spiderverse and being like

Oh they would have chewed him out. You don’t throw away food someone gives you like that.

I know they know Eldtrich, but would they know Spanish.

Pixel would be friends with Hobie.

Pixel would DEFINITELY be friends with Hobie.

Pixel would’ve tried to hire Hobie. Hobie wouldn’t have taken the job but you know.

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I’ve kinda been meaning to spill some beans

I’m pregnant!

Baby’s due in November

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A painstaking work !!

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Shout out to fanfic writers that don’t get put on rec lists.

Shout out to fanfic writers who write short fanfics.

Shout out to fanfic writers who don’t write often.

Your fics are just as much a labor of love.

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The Wren And The Lavender Bush (Mollymauk/Reader)

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“Well, people in the carnival, they come and they step in to this world because they don’t feel like they fit in other places. Sometimes those people...they leave.” They straightened their shoulders. “I’m staying here. In this town.”

“But you don’t have to stay here on your own. I can stay with you.”

“No, Molly. You can’t.” Y/N averted from his gaze, feeling the pain in his scarlet eyes. “I don’t know how to explain it, but I know you have to continue with the carnival. There are some broken hearts out there that need to be healed with your words. Plus, the boss does need you to sell those tickets.”

“Well you got me there.”

“Here, I was planning on giving this to you for your birthday but...” They handed the thick cloth to him. “I found it in a shop two towns past. Added a bit of flair to it to make it more you.”

He danced around in his new jacket. “Oh it’s perfect.” Mollymauk stopped when he saw the tears welling up in their eyes. “Dear, don’t cry now. We’ll see each other the next time the carnival comes to town.”

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I love when people say Essek “evil smart pretty boy” is Matt’s self insert, when he has literally stated that his actual self insert is Yeza “small, nerdy, stay at home wife guy who loves his son and Veth.” I just think it’s funny. Matt is a treasure.

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I love this so much oh my gods! I'm CACKLING. Also Caleb's eyes at the end? 👀👀👀 We truly won with this folks

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Of all the ways they could have gone for animated recap Essek, objectifying him is not the one I expected but absolutely the one I should have expected

I just imagine an Ember Island Players situation where Essek "I have no interest in such things" Thelyss is like "hey, why am I the sexy one??? I was nothing but professional and respectful!!!"

And Caleb "perfect memory" Widogast is like "no no that's exactly how I remember it"

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I wanted to share all of these gorgeous photos from my special day, hopefully to inspire someone who is currently starting their wedding planning.

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If you wanna use this as a prompt for sweet fluffy fluffy spice, tag me PLEASE!!!

My fiancé just came up with the best neurodivergent flirt

I heard you need spoons, wanna fork?

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Seaglass (Loki x Reader)(NSFW)

Dedicated to Lala for telling me to write smut whenever my heart desires, and to Becca.

Summary: When Loki falls in love with a girl who makes jewelry out of seaglass, he can’t help but be intrigued. Warnings: Smut (Have safe and CONSENSUAL sex boys and girls. Remember no means no. No matter what Loki says) Words: 1,148

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Star Spangled Cuddles (Steve x Reader)(NSFW)

Anon: 33 and 24 “out of blankets” and “stay here and cuddle with me” can you do a poly. relationship between Steve/bucky/reader? If you’re not comfortable with poly, can you do it with Peter parker/reader?

24. “don’t wake up, stay here and cuddle with me.“ 33. “Out of the blankets.”

A/N: I know you wanted this to be a poly Steve and Bucky or a Peter Parker fic, but I couldn’t resist making it a Steve/Reader, since I’ve never written one before. Don’t worry, I’ve added a few Bucky and Jeni moments to round it out. Warning: Captain America FLUFFIES and Smut. I couldn’t resist. Words: 1498

It had been a hard one. Three weeks of slinking around, collecting intel and tracking down the worst of the worst. Steve was glad to return to what he hadn’t had for a while. A welcoming home. And the best part about being home was cocooned in blankets on their sofa, her hair splayed across a pillow as late night television lit her perfect face. He leaned over Y/N, placing a chaste kiss on the top of her head before seeing her sleepy gaze. “Babydoll, I’m back.” “Was it a hard mission? You seem worn out.” She looked at him, half asleep and worried. “Out of the blankets.” He instructed before holding her frame in his arms. “You have no idea how long I missed doing this.” “I may have an idea.” Y/N buried her head in Steve’s wide shoulder. “I wanted to surprise you.” “Well, you did that.” “I’m glad.” “Should I give you a reward?” He grinned, playing with her hair. “How about carrying me to bed? My legs feel heavy.” “Okay.” He lifted her up with ease, causing her to comfortably settle in his arms. “You’re so beautiful.” “You’re just saying that.” Y/N said sleepily before falling back asleep. He had to do something for her. And he might know the right person to ask.

“I thought you were spending your  day off with Sam and James.” Jeni’s words were accented by her alternating punches. “I spend so much time on missions with them.” He tried to find the right words. “I want to do something special for Y/N. So I thought you’d be the right person to ask advice about it.” “You want my advice? Really?” Steve heard her giggle as she continued to punch the bag he held back. When he stopped it, Steve found himself staring down her small frame. “What? What’s so funny about that?” “Sorry, it’s just I’m not usually the first person to ask when it comes to romantic advice.” She shrugged, her purple ponytail slinking off her shoulder. “I mean, I do get asked for advice about things like long distance relationships and other … specific things.” “Specific things?” “Um.” “If my arm vibrates.” Steve turned to see his childhood friend, who snaked his arms around his girlfriend’s waist. “James stop that.” Jeni laughed as Bucky started planting kisses on her neck. “I’m all sweaty.” “So that’s why you taste so salty.” “But Steve.” “I don’t mind, not really.” “The punk knows not to get between me and my favorite snack.” Bucky started leaving marks on Jeni’s skin. “James!” “I know you like being watched. You wrote that one story.” “James Buchanan Barnes, you know that someone requested that.” The glimmer of mischief in his friend’s eye reminded Steve of the old days. Of the adventures they had during the war. “I promise, today I’m gonna treat you like a princess. But let me be a little roguish.” “James, I want-” “That’s it.” Steve’s exclamation made the two lovebirds stop in their tracks. “What’s it?” His two friends mirrored each other. “I know exactly what I’m going to do for my day off. Y/N is going to be so happy.” They looked as he ran off. “Your friend hasn’t ever been in a serious relationship, has he?” “Not many. Unless you count me.” Bucky shrugged, but then continued his peruse of Jeni’s body. “I can’t remember. Have we ever done it in here?” “James!”

As the alarm started to beep, Steve went to turn off the thing. He didn’t want it to spoil his fun. Especially since he had something really fun planned for his day off. “Better text Sam and tell him I’m not coming.” He groaned. Then he thought of the perfect excuse. “Done, now on to breakfast.” He started to get up, only to be held back by a tug at his waistband. “Steve, no.” Y/N pouted. “Don’t go.” “I’m awake. I’m going to make breakfast for my favorite girl.” He pushed a piece of hair out of the way before giving her a sweet kiss. “What would you like? Today I’m doing whatever my girl wants.” “Don’t wake up,” She breathed sleepily. “stay here and cuddle with me.” “Like I said.” He chuckled, bringing the blankets back over their bodies then hugged her closer to his warm chest. “Today, I will do whatever my girl desires.” “I … I want a kiss.” She blushed as he pulled back. “Not like you usually do, I want you to give me a French kiss.” “What’s a French kiss?” “Well, it’s eh, where you put your tongue in my mouth when we kiss.” “Oh, I know what that is.” He cupped her cheek, kissing her before pressing his tongue against her lips. When she opened them, he found himself falling into the motions. The moment they parted their lips, Steve couldn’t help but search Y/N’s eyes for clues on what to do next. “More.” She echoed his hopes, allowing him to taste more of her. He couldn’t help but press his hand to her thigh, opening her legs so he could rub his hips against hers. “Anything else, babydoll?” “Uh huh.” “What would you like me to do?” He hummed, playing with the hem of her pajamas. “I won’t do anything you’re uncomfortable with.” “Babe, I want you to touch me.” She moaned, her hands bunching up her shirt to allow him more access. The sight seemed to click a switch in him. “Touch you where?” He palmed her now exposed breast. “Here?” “Babe, please.” “Tell me where?” “Finger me.” She looked up at him with playful half-lidded eyes as she kicked off the blankets. “In my pussy.” “As promised.” He pulled down her pants, resting on his side so he could gaze at her form as he pushed his fingers into her, adding more as he started to stretch her. When her own body started to fidget with pleasure, he returned his own lips to hers, the motion of her hips the accent to the melody of their kiss. She could feel the heat of him as he used his other hand to free himself. But when her hand wandered to touch him, he stopped her. “Babydoll, you don’t have to do that.” “But don’t you-” “I don’t need you to do that.” He moved his lips to make marks on her neck. “The sight you’re making is enough for me.” “Babe!” A series of shockwaves surged through her as he started to rub her clit with his thumb. “What is it?” He whispered in her ear, making the pleasure almost unbearable. “I want you in me.” “But I already am.” She had never seen this side of him, this devilish side of Captain America. It kind of turned her on more. “I want your dick in my pussy.” Y/N begged, her wanton expression driving Steve further. “As my babydoll wishes.” He finally thrusted into her, waiting for the initial pleasurable shock to subside before moving his hips. The walls of their apartment were filled with the sound of their moaning and grunting, which soon became faster and more abrupt. “Steve!” She screamed as her pleasure mounted, resulting in an echo of her own name by Steve. But even though the event had tired her out, she was rewarded by sucking kisses by her boyfriend. “Babe, what are you doing?” “I liked how you were screaming my name.” He smirked at her. She couldn’t remember the last time he’d done that. “So, I want the whole world to know you’re mine. So, I’m going to leave my mark all over your whole body.” “Babe!”

“James, the phone’s ringing.” Jeni whimpered as her boyfriend brought over some cold medicine. “You’re being a pretty difficult patient, Miss Jacobi.” He snickered, checking her face for a fever before he grabbed the phone. “Hello, Barnes residence.” “What’s with the message you sent me? Jeni’s sick too?” “What do you mean too, Sam? And yeah, she’s sick.” Bucky have her a look when she started to trace his ab muscles. “Steve says he’s sick. I thought you super soldiers didn’t get sick.” “What’s up?” Jeni noticed the change in her boyfriend’s demeanor. “Give me the phone.” “Sam, I’m handing you to my girl.” “Sure.” “Hey Falcon, what’s the deal?” “Is there any chance Steve could have gotten what you have?” “Not what I have, but there is one thing that can get Steve and James ‘sick’.” She giggled. “And it’s something that can only be cured by a very special treatment.” “Dear god, you mean he’s ditching me for…” “Yep, now don’t expect to get an answer for a little while. I think James is getting a little sick himself.” “Dear G-” She hung up on the avenger. “You feeling better?” Bucky smiled at his girl as she stared at him with a wistful look in her eyes. “I think Steve and Y/N have the right idea.”

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