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Sweater Sharing

Rating: Clean/SFW/Safe

Pairing: Adam/Andrew

Prompt: Cozy Sweater

Tags: Pining; Mutual Pining; Friends to Lovers

Notes: This is my first fic for this pairing so it might be OOC. A lil rushed but I hope y’all enjoy

Partners: @mercury-skies @theseusinthemaze

September 25. A mainly mundane day for most people, falling on a normal work or school day. Uninspired. Boring. But not for Adam and Andrew. September 25th for them was the start of their annual Fall road trip. A two week long cross-state drive-a-thon full of too much pumpkin scented shit and not enough sensibility to refrain from buying it. Every year the two of them piled all their “essentials” into Adam’s crappy hatchback and set off to the Oregon-California border. Every year the two did this to “build friendship.” Every year except for this one. Because Adam could not do this. He could not sit in a car with his obnoxiously heart wrenching crush and come out alive. But of course, nothing went his way.

“C’mon Adam. We do this every year! Every year buddy! Please? Please?”

“Andrew I just-“

“Do you have something else to do? Because I could do that with you, just tell me the plans!”

“No it’s not-“

“Is it a date? I could be your wingman!”

“No Andrew it’s just that I-“

“Please Adam?”

Andrew could do convincing puppy-dog eyes, in his defense. So here he was, Andrew deviously crafting a carpool karaoke playlist specifically designed to annoy him, Steven wishing them off through Skype call, sounds of his family in the background. Adam could feel butterflies in his stomach as he looked at Andrew, heartsick in a million little ways as his friend eagerly chattered with Steven about all the things they were going to do. But then the call was over and it was just them and all the stuff they needed to pack. Better for Adam to just get to work, maybe it would distract from the thumping of his heart.

—

Ah, roadside diners. Adam felt a special fondness for most of the quirky restaurants, having been to almost all of them in his time with Andrew. But he definitely hated this one. With all his heart. Because really, was it fair for them to be playing Andrew’s “most favorite song ever Adam!” after hopping him up on pumpkin spice coffee with unlimited refills? No, it wasn’t. And now Andrew was dancing, hips swaying as he moved to the beat of the cheesy 90s song. Adam was just about to give up on his pie and end himself with his fork right there when it got worse for him.

“Adam come dance with me!”

“These patrons do not want to see me flail about to jukebox music Andrew I promise you that.”

“Oh just get up here!”

And then Andrew had his hands and he was pulling him up to dance. Dear god wasn’t Fall supposed to be fun? Maybe that was Winter, the cold months when Andrew was too frozen to do anything. Yeah, maybe those were the good times. Because this definitely wasn’t one of them, Andrew’s soft hands in his as he moved him about. No, definitely not.

—

Being in the car with Andrew after that was scarcely better. He sang loudly and distractingly, even though it was adorable. But Adam couldn’t think stuff like that. He wasn’t going to allow himself to. So instead he settled on bobbing his head to the music, amicably filling his mind with the thoughts of all the stuff he’d waste his money on at the roadside stops. He was going to buy some stupid snow globes. He knew it.

—

Their first night in a hotel was brilliantly awful. Andrew insisted on laying in Adam’s bed with him, and he knew that he’d get cramps from how stiffly he sat, trying not to melt all over Andrew. But he guessed either Andrew was too tired to notice, or he just didn’t care, because they made it an entire season of Gilmore Girls before the shorter man wanted to go back to his own bed. Andrew was always a heavy sleeper, but Adam lay awake and stared at the ceiling, listening to the breathing of his friend. God, he had it bad. His heart skipping beats when Andrew touched him, his skin aching for a brush against Andrew. He was becoming a cliche. A terribly stupid cliche about unrequited love and friendship he would scoff at in movies. And he was living it, and enjoying it. Because even though it hurt, he loved it. Sighing, Adam rolled over, pulling the blankets over his body and trying to turn off his brain and go the hell to sleep. He didn’t succeed.

—

“Andrew can you drive today? I’m so tired. I think I’m crashing. Too much pumpkin pie at the beginning of this trip. It’s withdrawal.”

“Don’t be so dramatic Adam you’re not going through a withdrawal from pie.”

“No seriously dude. I have the shakes and everything.”

Andrew snorted at that, climbing into the driver's seat easily.

“Lay down in the back you pumpkin druggie, I’ll wake you up at the next hotel.”

“Thanks man.”

“No problem Adam. Get some sleep.”

—

Adam woke up as the car slowed to a stop.

“We ‘ere now?”

“No no I just gotta stretch. C’mon go back to sleep.”

“Mmph. ‘Kay. Turn the AC down though. ‘S freezing back here.”

“Ah just put a sweater on you big baby.”

Adam let out a groan, but groped around for a sweater in the backseat groggily, pulling one on quickly, immediately falling back asleep, snoring lightly under the soft music from the radio.

—

This next diner was kinder to him. Only lilting 70s songs over the stereo, so he didn’t have to dance with Andrew again. Although, this dining experience was definitely a… weird one.

“And what can I get for you two boys?”

“Two coffees, one burger and a salad. We’re sharing a plate, right Adam?”

“Yeah. Though you shouldn’t order croutons on this salad, last time you spent 10 minutes picking them out.”

“Oh, yeah, and no croutons. Thank you.”

“Of course babies, and I’ll throw in a slice of pie just because you two are so cute together.”

Adam chuckled at the thought that he and Andrew were cute, usually that was reserved for him and Steven, waiters always gushing over their friendship.

“Well that was new. Usually don’t see waitresses complimenting our friendship huh?” Adam looked up from his phone to see Andrew smiling strangely at him, before the other shook his head gently.

“Yeah Adam, don’t see that with our uh… friendship.” He chuckled to himself, as though that was another one of his puns. Adam was going to quiz him on it when the waitress, Cindy, returned.

“Okay cuties. Enjoy your date.” Adam blushed, startling at the insinuation, dropping his fork to the floor. When he got back up, fork in hand, he noticed the same strange smile on Andrew. Odd, Andrew had never given him that look before. Adam filed it for later, shutting off his phone and leaning towards his friend, listening easily to the story he started.

—

Another damn motel. Adam was getting antsy, the confined spaces he shared with Andrew seeming to shrink, pushing the two of them together, literally. Because this motel had no idea of space, beds pushed together to be able to fit the nightstand, pillows overlapping to create the appearance of one large bed. This was not good. This meant he and Andrew would be required to sleep in the same bed, next to each other, Andrew close enough for Adam to touch. Terrible. Adam threw his stuff down in the closet, bags piled in one corner, before piling Andrew’s stuff on the opposite wall. God, he hoped Andrew could sleep through Adam’s panic. But then, as Adam stood, he suddenly had something else to worry about. Because he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. Him, in all his bespectacled, bed headed glory. Him, wearing Andrew’s sweater. The big one with a band logo on it he didn’t recognize, the one that Andrew had most definitely recognized. Shit. That’s why Andrew had been smirking in the diner. God, Adam was panicking. Hunched in the closet, hands in the folds of the stolen sweater. There was really only one option. Take it off.

—

Adam made sure to carefully fold the sweater. He laid it on Andrew’s bed gently, before deciding to hand it to him in person. It’d be useless to lay it on the beds because they were so close together, damn motel owners. So he sat and waited for Andrew to get back from the town with their dinner. But sitting down was definitely a mistake, because he hadn’t realized how tired he was, until he was drifting to sleep.

—

“Having a good nap?”

Adam startled awake, sitting up quickly only to bump foreheads with Andrew, smile back on his face from before. Adam looked down for the sweater and, oh God. He had fallen asleep, and managed to wrap himself in it, almost like a child with a plush animal. He blushed, quickly folding it and thrusting it towards the blond man.

“Uh. Here. Sorry for taking it.”

“No no. Here. Keep it, it looks good on you.”

Andrew pushed it towards him gently, smile turning a bit more mischievous.

“You know Adam. I think it looks really good on you.”

“O-oh?”

Adam was blushing wildly now, stammering and fumbling with the sweater as Andrew drew closer. And closer. Until he was practically on top of him, eyes full of wonder.

“Yeah. I think it looks nice on you. Makes you look like you’re…” he trailed off, mouth inching towards Adam’s.

“Makes me look like what?” Adam felt his heart rushing, blood thrumming in his ears because God, Andrew was so close.

“It makes you look like you’re mine.” And then Andrew’s lips were on his, moving softly together with his. Breaths warm on each other’s faces. The sweater tossed easily aside. Maybe Adam would put it on later.

[strange-destinations]

commission: hebe and mel (in hebe’s rainbow jumper!) for theseusinthemaze!

(my commissions are still open!)

[crankywhenprovoked]

Kinktober 2017. Day Five Humiliation. Suzy/Reader

Warnings: ABDL. (lets be real, it was bound to happen)

Your cheeks are burning red as Suzy stands over you, her hands on her slim hips, one perfect eyebrow cocked up.

“Well well well, what do we have here?” She asked, her voice sickly sweet.

You bite your lip, looking down at the puddle under you, that is still slowly spreading across the floor.  She knows the answer, it’s pretty obvious, but you know what she’s doing, shes giving you an excuse to lie, to be bad to her, well, for her.

“What?” You ask, looking up at her with innocent eyes, as innocent as you can get anyway.

“Uh uh uh, baby, you know better.  I know you can feel what I’m talking about.”

Between your legs throbs softly at that, and you find yourself shaking your head, and shiver as her smile turns just that much more sinister.

“That’s strike two.” She shakes her head in faux sadness, wicked grin on her face.

“Uhhhh, Juice?”

The look that crossed her face made your whole body shutter and shrink in on yourself, scooting away from her, making the puddle spread.

“And that’s strike three.”

~*~

Staring at the mobile above your head, your cheeks feel on fire as Suzy pulls your lower clothes off, tossing them and your soaked undies in the trash.

“You told me you were going to be good.” Suzy tsked, rubbing between your legs, and thighs,  with a chilly wet wipe.  “Told me that you were too big for diapers, that you were my big Pumpkin pie.”

Covering your face with your hands, you whine a little. “I am big.”

“Not big enough to not piss yourself.”

Her tone snaps through you, making you try and close your legs, but her forearms were there to keep them open, pressing just a little hard.

“Uh huh, that’s what I thought.  So you know what we’re going to do?  We’re going to diaper the baby.”

“Nooo.” You whined, blush moving further up your face, and to the back of your neck.

“Yep, we’re putting the big ones on you too.”

“But, but.”

“No buts, I told you what was going to happen if you kept having accidents.  I can only believe you so many times when you say you’re big.  So this is my only option.”

Your face is firmly buried in your hands as she goes about getting you dipped, cool hands working quickly, purposely ignoring your arousal.  She’s well practiced at what she does, and only a few moments later, shes pulling the last strap on the diaper.

“There we go, nice diaper for the baby.” She cooed, tickling your tummy.

You squirm a little, none of the movements helping the throb between your legs, hoping she would take care of you, or just put your pants on and let you go. It’s the drop of her garbage that reminds you of the beginning of all this, the reason for her putting the diaper on at all.

“Oh no.” You gasp, the heat on your face sparking again.

“Oh, What’s the matter baby?  Realize that I can’t put your pants back on, how they weren’t wearable anymore.  That you’re going to have to walk around the office today like a toddler, in just your diap-y and shirt.  Knowing that everyone is going to see what a big baby you are today.”

All you can do is moan, body shaking as she moves around the table, pressing a kiss to your forehead before leaving the room.  You know the rules, once in the diaper you were hereby banned from touching anything bellow it, and if caught mama would make sure you didn’t come for days.

“Aww, Suzy didn’t tell me we had a baby in the office today.” Arin cooed from the doorway, making you flush hard again.

It was going to be a long day.  And you couldn’t wait.

[vio1etmoodswings]

Y'all, Y'ALL!! Prolific fanfic author TheseusintheMaze has finally climbed aboard the good ship Charleight!! It's about to get smutty up in here! They've posted two stories already:

"Bamboozlement"

Charley admits an embarrassing secret to the Doctor. He tells her one back.

and a sequel (beta'd by yours truly):

"Love Handles"

Charley learns a twenty-first century term. Among other things.

Read and drop all your lovely comments to goad them on!!

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TheseusInTheMaze -> TechnicolorRevel

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I’m legal, I can follow you now, I’m not underage anymore, add me back. Everyone please message @theseusinthemaze.

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This one was commissioned by theseusinthemaze!!

[dyonisia96]

My Doctor Who Secret Santa Gift I wrote for TheseusInTheMaze! Hope you enjoy it :)

I took part in the @whocember-celebrations !

[jubberry]

My TUA Ship fic rec

Here’s some of my favourite tua ship fics in case u all need something to read! (U already know theres gonna be a ton of fiveya here lmao)

Of Accord and Satisfaction [T] 2/3

By luckubus

Cutest businessman fiveya au ever, and best origin backstory for modern five’s name tbh

Sir Five is a Dick [No Warnings Apply] 5/7

By GabeYells

A fiveya centric story where Five is a legendary knight hero who is a huge asshole. Very cute medieval setting, and the rest of the hargreeves pop up too!

Alone With You [T] 1/1

By Decaykid

Very soft horrance story where Ben comforts Klaus who feels like he’s hit rock bottom.

Kiss With A Fist [T] 1/1

By Patchouli (lifelesslyndsey)

This is sooo cute and I love them! Adorable horrance story about that scene in season 1 where Ben punches Klaus but like.... more kissing involved

Only Our Enemies Leave Roses [G] 1/1

By JellyDishes

This one is fiveya and goddamn... its poetry. Its a really beautiful, angsty read

‘Vanya, Alone’

By shortnotsweet

How am I recommending fiveya fics but not adding shortnotsweets fics?? This is a ‘modern au’ version of the end of the world. A really beautiful read. Also read the rest of their fiveyas cause their writing is phenomenal

The Wedding Date [T] 1/1

By NicePlaceToBe

A Fiveya modern au. This is actually Peak Mutual Pining and it literally hurts me to read (but in a good way)

Explicit/Mature content under the readmore (which hopefully works cause im on mobile rn)

treat me like a stranger [M] 6/6

By rappaccini

First of all, el is brilliant. Second of all, this story is about if five kills leonard and ‘takes over his role’ so to speak. Very fun to read, and also very soft fiveya moments, especially at the end.

Tied Up [M] 1/1

By Electra_XT

A funny, sexy horrance story where they try to play with bondage but things..... happen

A Shipment of the Relevant Equipment [E] 1/1

By TheseusInTheMaze

This is my favourite Vanya characterization ever! An Allison x Vanya story where Vanya has a lot of adult toys of a certain type and Allison finds out about it. Really funny and sexy, I love this one a lot!!

Feeling flows both ways [E] 3/3

By pacoca

Plugging in my only fiveya ship fic, which was also actually a gift fic. So the tropes I used here were based on what my secret santa wanted (who has very good taste tbh)

[rappaccini]

i just found your blog while desperately looking for other alluther friendly people. i love your metas and theories btw! wanted to ask if you or your followers have any alluther fic recs?

oh absolutely. 

here:

and death i think is no parenthesis, by laiqualaurelote (26k) (rated m). au where allison’s a realtor trying to sell a haunted house filled with supernatural creatures. alluther aren’t like... the Main Feature of this fic, but they’re in the fic and they’re great here.

the banks of certain rivers, by issay (6k) (rated e). post-season 1, canon-divergent. absolutely lovely writing, get ready to cry.

before i wake, by thatsrightdollface (1k) (rated t). au where allison learns about luther’s accident.

begin again, by electra_xt (2k) (rated t). luther and allison get together. 

fata morgana, by thefudge (800) (rated m). luther hallucinates seeing allison on the moon. i really dig the writing here, it’s real poetic, but the content isn’t for everyone. 

growing things where they just don’t grow, by thatsrightdollface (2k) (rated t). character study on luther and his little plant. i really dig the writing here.

i think we’re alone now, by actionpackedlips (8k) (rated e). allison and luther have sex for the first time. it’s real sweet.

lonelier version of you, by thatsrightdollface (2k) (rated t). season 2 canon compliant, allison meets an alt version of luther.

sharing, by theseusinthemaze (6k) (rated e). super hot smut where allison gets jealous and fucks luther in a club. 

unstuck from time and gravity, by thatsrightdollface (2k) (rated t). great writing, the day that wasn’t, luther goes to los angeles with allison to meet claire. 

if anyone else has some please speak up!

[spikeymarshmallows]

Fic Recs [Kliego, Horrance, etc] Smut that might give you emotions AND/OR Spikey Shows Off Her Id

For All TUA Feedback Fest - Firstly, please note that I am a Hargreeves Shipper, and as such, many of these recs are Kliego, 2/4/6, etc focussed.

My second fic rec list for TUA! I’m someone who lovessss smut, but I reallllly love smut that has emotions. It doesn’t always have to be happy, loving emotions either. Just things that make you feel. Sometimes they make you laugh! Sometimes they give you complicate emotions. But... Here are some of my favourites!

Brothers Grim - Patchouli -  Diego/Klaus/Ben. Just... [What OT3 list is complete with this series? This has so much porn, and so many good kinks, and so many emotions. 

Close – yourfearlessleader - Klaus/Diego. Knife kink. The way Diego takes Klaus’ hand at the start. My emotionssss.

Common Grace – manic_intent - Diego/Klaus/Ben - Ben as a god? I love the sass and banter, and the sex is just.... so beautiful. 

let loving start – landfill_lady -  Klaus/Diego. Okay, so this isn’t smut, but god, I AM SOFTE FOR THIS KIND OF THING.

Menace by TheseusInTheMaze - Diego/most of the siblings. Okay, so like, when I first saw this, I was all “eh, it’s not my thing” and didn’t check it out. But I learned Theseus’ work was AMAZING and have slowly worked my way through I think all of their TUA fics. But aside from Whim [rec’d below], this has gotta be a favourite! I really loved Diego’s journey throughout. So, an unexpected Love! Very worth checking out!

money by plingo_kat -  Klaus/Diego. All I can say is idfic, and I would read another 150k if it was there.

not talking about it by achilleees. Luther/Diego. Okay, another one that I initially passed over, but then I was all “wellll, I do like this author...” and yeah, turns out I dig it. One of my favourite things about achilleees’ writing is how they can use a single line, and yet it feels like you’ve been given this rich tapestry of backstory behind it. It’s a skill, and one they’ve clearly worked at, and honed into an art.

Tag Team – yourfearlessleader - Diego/Klaus/Ben. DP? OT3? OKAY FINE, YOU TALKED ME INTO IT.

Turn Memory to Fantasy - Electra-XT - Five/Diego. Note: Aged up Five!! This is a really good read if you like sub!Diego, and struggling with his image, and the complexities of Diego’s inner monologue, and all that jazz. I felt like Diego’s struggles were very authentic to the character.

Upper Left Lateral Incisor – capyshota - Diego/Ben/Klaus. My thoughts on the matter, and my id, can be summed up with the following quote: The dynamic Ben has with Klaus is so viscerally different to the one he has with Diego. It’s most noticeable in the emptiness—the lack of gratitude, of soft, tender touches, both of which are being heaped upon Diego. That sort of dynamic has years of history and negotiation and exploration behind it, and even through the harshness Diego can feel the love.

When you kiss me on that midnight street – mistilteinn -  Klaus/Diego. Fuckkkkkkk. Overstim, crying, daddy kink. Fuckkkkkk.

Whim – TheseusInTheMaze - Klaus/Diego. IDFIC TO THE NTH DEGREE. Also an underrated gem. Diego just fucking lays into Klaus, very, very consensually, and I am so fucking here for it, like you have no idea.

You could have anything – sephirothflame - Eudora/Diego. Okay, so not what I would usually read, but I am so very, very here for Diego getting pegged and crying.

[strange-destinations]

doodle commission for theseusinthemaze - ace and mel on a date!

[crankywhenprovoked]

Kinktober 2017. Day Seven Cross dressing. Arin/Reader

Warnings: Lots.  Abdl, simulated breastfeeding, 'Bad parent' Arin, has an element of 'if you do this, I won't tell'

Cartoon noises and things come from the tv in the room, the only real source of noise for right now, the stuffed animal in your hand quiet.  When you shift there’s a slight crinkle, but it’s not enough to really draw you out of the slight trance you’re in, watching the characters on screen.  For a while you were playing with blocks and your toy doll house, but those were just a distant thought now.  You’re so wrapped up in what you’re doing that you don’t even notice someone else in the room until they’re right next to the tv.

“Hi, Momma.” You say softly, around your pacifier.

“Hi baby, feeling ok?” Arin asks, biting his glossed bottom lip.

“Uh huh.  Toons.”

Arin nods at your point, watching for a moment before moving to sit down behind you, dress coming up his thighs slightly.  You watch for a little while longer, before turning your attention to Arin, resting your head on his bare knee.

“What’s up, butter cup?” He asked, petting the top of your head.

“Hungry.”

“I can get you a bottle, or maybe a sammich, or.” He trails off as you reach up, tugging at the neckline of the dress.

“Can you feed me like you used to when I was a baby?” You ask, innocent eyes looking up at him.

You can see the fully shiver that racks through him, as he nods and helps you up on the couch with him, as he tries to maneuver the both of you.  In the end it’s him lying down, with you on your stomach between his legs, face in his chest.  You drop you pacifier excitedly as he pulls the dress down, exposing one of his nipples, other hand on the back of your head.  As soon as your mouth wraps around the small nub, Arin lets out a soft moan, and you can feel his cock hard against your stomach.

“That’s my good, Pumpkin.” He praises, as you continue to suckle, his fingers rubbing the back of your head.

Even though there’s no milk, you’re comfortable and warm, wrapping close to Momma, letting him hold you close.  When your teeth graze his nipple softly, you feel a jump under your stomach, which makes you do it again, Arin whining.

“Careful, Pumpkin. You know not to use teeth.”

“Does it hurt?” You’re voice is over sweet, which only makes Arin groan again.

“No, but you shouldn’t.”

“Why?  Does it have to do with this?” You ask, rubbing your hand over his erection.

“Pumpkin!” He sucked in a breath, pulling your hand away.

“If you want to take care of it, Momma, I won’t tell anyone.  I’m real good at keeping secrets.”

Arins face was flushed as he shook his head, trying to fight to just give in, moaning again as you shift against him.

“No, no.”

“If you say so, Momma.”

Latching back onto his nipple, you ignore his warning about teeth, biting just hard enough to keep him moaning, but not hard enough for him to stop you. Reaching down, you pull the hem of his dress up, until it’s over the top of his panties.

“Go ahead, I won’t tell.” You repeat, going back to suckling, letting your eyes slip shut, smiling as you feel his hand move into his panties.  “Good Momma.”

[vio1etmoodswings]

One of my favorite 6/Charley smuts

My friend TheseusInTheMaze gave us this beautiful and hot Six/Charley smutty fanfic: