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unlikelyeverything · 7 months ago

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Passing Time

Ennis Del Mar X Male Reader

Content disclaimer: anal sex, anal fingering, first times (m/m), aggressive sex, internalized homophobia, mentions of cheating.

Synopsis: The year is 1963. You and Ennis are up on Brokeback Mountain, herding and protecting the sheep. Over time, the two of you have begun to open up to each other, slowly but surely. Ennis, ever stoic, has started to share more about himself, his walls cracking just enough to let you glimpse the man behind them. You know he's engaged. You know he's a man. But none of that stops the pull you feel is too strong, undeniable, and impossible to ignore. And so, you decide to act on it.

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Wyoming, 1963.

That summer, you were desperate for work, any work you could find. It didn’t matter what it was as long as it paid. One day, while nursing a drink in a rundown bar, you overheard a man named Joe Aguirre was hiring ranch hands to herd and watch over sheep up on Brokeback Mountain. Herding didn’t bother you much; nothing did, as long as there was money at the end of it.

Every now and then, when you passed a mirror or caught your reflection in a window, you couldn’t help but pause and take stock. A button-up shirt clinging to its last threads, an old coat that had seen better days, jeans worn thin and patched in places, and boots on the verge of giving out. You were holding it together, but just barely.

That’s how you found yourself outside Joe Aguirre’s trailer that morning, waiting to plead your case for the job. But you weren’t alone. Another young man was there, leaning against the side of the trailer like he’d been born to blend into the rugged landscape.

His face spoke of hard labor, the kind that wore a person down in quiet ways, weathered skin stretched over high cheekbones and a strong jawline. His tanned complexion bore the mark of long days spent under the sun, while his hazel-brown eyes carried a distant, guarded expression, as though they had learned to keep the world at arm’s length. His sandy blond hair was unkempt but practical, the kind that hadn’t seen a comb in days but suited him just fine.

His wiry, lean frame spoke of strength earned through relentless work, his posture slightly hunched, as if he carried burdens he rarely shared. He wore what seemed to be the uniform of the Wyoming plains: worn denim jeans, scuffed boots, a plaid shirt under a weathered jacket, and a dusty cowboy hat that looked like it had seen as much of the world as he had. Nothing about him seemed showy or deliberate, yet there was something about his quiet presence that drew your attention.

That was the day you met Ennis Del Mar.

Joe Aguirre wasn’t one for beating around the bush. He laid it all out plain and simple, what he needed from the both of you and what he expected in return. You nodded, agreed, and that was that.

When you stepped out of the trailer, you paused just outside the door, feeling the other man’s presence as he followed behind. Turning to face him, you held out your hand.

“Y/N L/N,” you said, offering a friendly smile.

“Ennis. Ennis Del Mar,” he replied, gripping your hand firmly. His voice was low, steady, and it sent an unexpected shiver down your spine the moment his rough palm met yours.

“Well, Ennis Del Mar,” you said, trying to keep your tone light, “reckon you and I are ‘bout to get to know each other real well.”

An understatement, if there ever was one.

The day you loaded up the dogs, horses, and supplies, you couldn’t stop your eyes from drifting to Ennis whenever you were sure he wasn’t looking. There was something magnetic about him, his quiet strength, his stoic demeanor. He was a mystery you couldn’t help but want to unravel, a man who made you curious about all the parts of him he kept hidden.

You gave your head a quick shake, trying to snap yourself out of it. You had a job to do, and you needed the money. There wasn’t room for distractions, not now. But damn, you thought, this was shaping up to be one hell of a long summer.

The trek up the mountain wasn’t too bad. Herding the sheep went smoother than you’d expected, thanks to the dogs and Ennis, who moved with the easy confidence of someone who’d done this plenty of times before. He handled himself so naturally that you couldn’t help but watch him as you rode behind, your gaze slipping his way more often than you meant it to, drawn to him like a moth to a flame.

With the sheep settled in the fields, you and Ennis set up camp nearby. Aguirre’s instructions were clear: one man was to stay at camp while the other slept near the sheep in a pup tent, no fire, no exceptions. Unfortunately, the job of commuting back and forth by horseback each morning and evening for breakfast and dinner fell to you.

After about a week, the constant trips were wearing on you, but strangely enough, seeing Ennis at the camp made it worth the trouble. He didn’t talk much, mostly small talk about the job or ranch life, but something about his quiet presence kept you coming back.

Still, he wouldn’t open up beyond the surface, and you found yourself hesitating in conversations, careful not to push too hard. You didn’t want to overwhelm him or scare him off, just the opposite, in fact. Maybe, you thought, a little whiskey by the fire could loosen both your nerves. It might just be the liquid courage you needed to break through that wall of his.

That night, just before you rode down for dinner, you made sure to tuck a bottle of whiskey into your saddlebag.

By the time you arrived, the sky was already darkening, and there was Ennis, sitting by the fire. A pot of something was simmering, probably soup or beans, and it smelled decent enough to make your stomach rumble. You felt a spark of excitement, this was it. You’d been thinking about how to get Ennis to loosen up all day, and tonight, you had a plan.

You dismounted your horse, pulled the whiskey bottle from the saddlebag, and made your way toward the fire.

When Ennis saw you approach with the bottle in hand, his eyes lit up brighter than you’d seen all trip.

“Been holdin’ out on me, have ya?” he asked with a dry chuckle, the first bit of humor you’d heard from him in a while.

You grinned and shook your head. “Nah, I just forgot I had it, if I’m bein’ honest.”

He scoffed, rolling his eyes slightly. “Yeah, I bet.”

A surge of hope warmed your chest. That was the most emotion you’d seen from him in days. Maybe you were finally getting through.

The two of you sat by the fire, sipping whiskey, but not enough to get drunk, just enough to take the edge off. Your plan was working. You started slow, talking about your family, your friends, and life back home, giving him just enough space to feel comfortable. And sure enough, Ennis began to let his guard down, piece by piece, sharing bits of his own story.

As much as you appreciated him finally opening up, his tale was a heavy one. He’d lost his parents, had to leave his brother’s place, and ended up here on Brokeback with you. You didn’t let it show, but you couldn’t help but feel a twinge of pity for the man, a life full of hardship, loss, and solitude.

But he was talking, and that was a victory in itself. He told you he was engaged to a woman named Alma Beers back home. You mentioned you weren’t involved with anyone, not at the moment anyway.

The conversation drifted, from the serious to the random, but it didn’t matter. This was the most stimulating night you’d had with the rugged cowboy, and you were genuinely enjoying it, just the two of you, the crackling fire, and the faint glow of the stars above.

It was getting late, well past midnight, and you knew you should be heading back to the sheep, but the thought of it just didn’t sit right. Maybe it was the whiskey, but you couldn’t shake the feeling that Ennis didn’t want you to leave either.

Ennis wasn’t just any man. He was an engaged man, and this whole thing was getting messier by the minute. Yet, there was something about the way his eyes lingered on you, the way he inched closer when he borrowed your lighter to light his smoke. You couldn’t help it. Ennis Del Mar was messing with your mind, and you couldn’t seem to get him out of your head.

You took a slow breath and shifted in your seat.

"Guess I best be headin’ out to the sheep, see ya in the mornin’," you said, starting to stand. But before you could make it, a strong hand gripped your shoulder, gently but firm, pulling you back down.

You looked to the side, and there he was, eyes locked on you, that look, the one that twisted your insides and stirred something deep inside you. You didn’t know how to stop it, how to fight it.

“It’s late,” he said, his voice low and quiet, his gaze flicking to the tent. “Might as well stay here. Plenty o' room for both of us. Ain’t no sense in makin’ the trip just to come back in the mornin’ for breakfast.”

Your heart raced in your chest. Stay with him? You didn’t think you could do it.

“Yeah, alright. Thanks,” you muttered, barely able to get the words out.

So, that’s just what you did. The fire burned out, and soon enough, you found yourself in a small tent with Ennis. Your bodies brushed against each other now and then, his heat radiating off him like a furnace. It felt good, but you had to force your mind to think about anything other than the way he made you feel.

You lay on your side, back to him, eyes closed, but sleep wouldn’t come. Your body was too restless, too aware of his presence so close behind you.

Then, out of nowhere, you jumped when you heard Ennis clear his throat, breaking the silence between you.

“You still awake?” he asked, his voice low.

Your heart thudded in your chest.

“Yeah, I am,” you managed to say.

He shifted beside you, lying on his back, staring up at the roof of the tent.

“Ya know somethin’,” he began, “you confuse me. When I’m around ya, it makes me feel... weird inside.”

You froze, your mind racing. Was that a compliment? What in the hell did that even mean? You opened your eyes, staring at the side of the tent, still not turning to face him.

“Feel weird, huh?” you tried to laugh, but it came out dry, unsure.

“Yeah... honestly,” he said, his voice carrying the weight of something unspoken. “I don’t know how to explain it. It’s frustratin’…”

That got your attention. Ennis, the stoic man, was sayin' he was frustrated by you? You rolled over onto your other side to face him, and found him still lying there, flat on his back.

“I’m frustratin’? How?” you asked, your curiosity now piqued, wondering what he meant.

You studied his face, noticing how genuinely aggravated he looked-like he was wrestling with something inside, trying to find the right words, but they just wouldn't come.

Then, without thinking, your hand found its way to his. It was as if your body had taken over, and your mind couldn't keep up.

Ennis looked at you for a moment, eyes wide with shock, before he jerked his hand away.

"W-what the hell you doin'?" His voice mixed with surprise and something else you couldn't quite place.

Your heart dropped. Panic surged through you, but your mind was scrambling to catch up with what your body had already done. You had no idea what to say nothing felt right.

You slowly sat up, Ennis mirroring your motion, and the two of you locked eyes in the silence that followed. The tension between you was palpable, and as much as you wanted to pull away, you found yourself unable to.

Then, with the faintest light from the moon filtering through the tent, you admired his face rough, and undeniably beautiful.

Slowly, you reached out again, this time to touch the side of his face. To your surprise, he didn't flinch away. He just stared at you, eyes heavy with hesitation, as though he was torn between wanting to pull away and wanting to let himself go.

You didn't think, didn't overanalyze. You just leaned in, pressing your forehead gently against his. He grabbed your shoulders with a force that sent a jolt through you like he was trying to decide whether to push you away or pull you closer.

You didn't wait. You leaned in again, placing soft, tentative kisses on his lips. At first, he didn't respond, but then, slowly, he kissed you back.

Your whole body ignited, and for a moment, you couldn't believe what was happening. What started as hesitant, almost shy kisses quickly turned into something much more desperate pulling at each other, grabbing faces, tangled in each other as if you couldn't get close enough. The kissing grew urgent, raw, and passionate, your hands grasping at him like you might lose him if you didn't hold on tight enough.

It wasn't just desire, it was something fierce, something untamed. And neither of you seemed to know how to stop. But you knew you were heading down a dangerous path. Ennis was engaged, and you weren't a fool. You knew this wouldn't last. All of this would soon come to an end. Still, you couldn't help but let yourself go.

You kept kissing him, pouring your emotions into each and every touch. There wasn't a way to stop now. There was no turning back.

As you explored each other's body, the rhythm of your breathing became one with his, and your desire for each other grew stronger.

When you looked in his eyes, you could see the conflict there, the turmoil, but also the lust. You could see he wanted you, needed you as much as you needed him. That thought sent another wave of desire through you.

You continued, kissing and touching, each kiss deeper than the last. Your bodies moved in perfect harmony, your hands exploring the curves of his body.

You couldn't get enough of him. You wanted him with every ounce of strength you had.

Finally, you couldn't wait anymore. Your hands eagerly undoing the worn belt of your pants as Ennis’s hands struggled to unbutton his shirt.

As you finally got your pants and briefs down Ennis wasted no time in palming and staring stoke your erect cock as you kissed.

It was sloppy, messy, but it was fucking perfect.

Ennis kissed down your jaw starting to undo his own belt jerking his pants and briefs down to his knees.

“I- I ain’t never done this before” he whispered huskily into your ear.

You’d always been secretly more attracted to men but this was really your first time going this far with one.

“Me neither…” you manage to whisper out of breath.

Without another word Ennis grabbed your hips and flipped you on your stomach not bothering with getting either of you the rest of the way undressed. Suddenly he used one hand to grab your jaw pulling your mouth open just enough to stick his fingers in.

“Suck em, get ‘em wet.” He said bluntly.

For someone who has never done this before he seemed to know what he was doing.

You sucked on his fingers and got them nice and wet, once he finally pulled them out he used his free hand to pull your hips up, arching your ass out for him. He took his fingers and traced them along your entrance eliciting a gasp from you.

It felt weird, but good, and you couldn’t hold back the groan out let out when he finally pushed one finger in.

He went slow, teasing you, taking his time, getting you ready, once you could feel he added a second finger, and he immediately started stretching you out. He used his thumb to tease your balls at the same time, and god, it felt good. You found yourself pushing back onto him and moaning.

You gasp softly, biting your bottom lip.

“S-Shit-“ you gasp.

This only encourages Ennis to keep going, he keeps working you making sure you are ready to take him.

You could feel your cock leaking onto the blankets, and you looked back at Ennis. He had already taken half his shirt off, his muscled chest and body on display.

Ennis looked like he was struggling with self control, like he wanted to push your face in the ground and fuck you senseless but he was also enjoying the tease of it all.

You feel him pull out his fingers and before you could ask what he’s doing you hear him spit in his hand, lathering himself up.

He positioned himself behind you, spreading your ass cheeks and using his spit covered cock to tease you.

This was it, there was no going back now.

With a small thrust he started to enter you, slowly pushing in inch by inch, it took time for him to get all the way in. He was big, really big. But you were ready for it, your body relaxed and you could feel yourself getting used to the size of his cock.

Ennis grabbed your arms and used them to pull himself deeper inside you, his breath coming out heavy.

Then without warning he started moving, starting off with short slow thrusts but soon building up speed and force until he was fucking you hard.

You found yourself moaning loudly, the feeling of him inside you was indescribable. It was so fucking good.

You pushed your ass back on him with each thrust, urging him deeper.

Ennis’s quietness included his sex, the only thing filling the tent was the sound of your combined grunts and moans and the of skin slapping against each other.

Ennis continued to fuck you, picking up speed until finally you felt his cock expand inside you. He moved his hands to your waist holding you in place firmly.

This was good, it was perfect. How could something that was supposed to be so wrong feel so amazing?

Ennis growled and buried himself to the hilt only to pull back and slam back in again.

His one of his hands tightened around your waist, and he used the other to push your face into the blankets. He wasn’t letting up, still going with the same restless energy.

It finally became your undoing and you shot your load onto the blankets below you with a loud groan.

Once Ennis realized you had came he wasn’t holding back anymore, now it was his turn. His thrusts became erratic and his breathing got heavier, he moaned out loud as he unloaded inside you.

It took a few moments for Ennis to come down from his orgasm, his arms still wrapped around you.

“Damn” Ennis spoke first, still buried inside you.

You let out a huff of laughter, “Fuck”

Ennis slowly pulled out, but neither of you moved.

In the quiet darkness, Ennis broke the silence again, “You best not tell nobody about this.” He said matter-of-factly, he wasn’t being mean but you could sense his unease. He had just fucked a man, it was going to take a while for him to get used to that idea.

“Course not.” You said, and Ennis slowly let go of you, and say up straighter.

He took a few minutes to get dressed, and when he finally got out of the tent you realized you had just fucked an engaged man. It had been perfect, but now it was messy. You wondered if this would even happen again.

But there was something in his eyes that told you it wasn’t the last time, and that this whole situation might be more complicated than you had originally thought. But you didn’t care. For now, he was yours, and that was all that mattered.

You were fucked, but it was too late to turn back now. You had gone over the line, and nothing was going to stop you from following him over. Not when he made you feel this good. And you knew it was only going to get better. It was time to face the facts, this wasn’t just a one shot thing with Ennis Del Mar, and nothing could ever change that.

If there was one thing you were sure of, it was that this was just the beginning, and that there aren’t any reins on this one. You were ready to take the leap and see where this journey would take you both.

You lay there in his arms, it was quiet and silent, you know he’s laying there, thinking about it, probably contemplating his life decisions, but you can’t blame him. This whole thing was a mess…

But you aren’t going to think about it right now, right now. You’re the one in his arms and frankly that’s where you feel the most comfortable.

You didn’t know what the future would being, but you were ready.

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jakegyllenbaalz · 8 months ago

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donnie darko, dir. richard kelly (2001)

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sagamaster1 · 1 year ago

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Okay.. sum1 seriously needs to make a ghoul x reader smut rn. I need that mf. Orrr.. I'm so lost on what I want I'm into so many things rn. Like bo sinclair, johnny sawyer, John marston, Arthur morgan.. blah blah.. it's a rabbit hole.

#cooper howard #johnny slaughter smut #ennis del mar #arthur morgan smut #arthur morgan x reader #red dead redemption 2 #bo sinclair

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wormswurld · 1 month ago

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what do we think about Brokeback Mountain piss kink??? In my opinion—sounds lovely lmao 🤭

why not! what’s stopping those cowboys from getting freaky & dirty?? if anyone’s doing the pissing i think it’s ennis tbh.. then jack sees him and probably pops a confusing ass boner

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sissytobitch10seconds · 25 days ago

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Can't Stay Away

Fandom: Brokeback Mountain Summary: An alternative imagining to why Jack and Ennis were brought together so aggressively that night in the tent. Warnings: Dub-con, A/B/O dynamics, smut, vaginal sex, and canonical infidelity Word Count: 3,673 Ship(s): Ennis Del Mar/Jack Twist

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They hadn’t been able to bring much with them when they had gone up onto the mountain. Anything that they wanted to haul up had to be carried in the saddle bags of their horses. They each had a change of clothing that they had to wash in either boiled water or the terrifyingly frigid stuff from the river than ran nearby their campsite. Jack had also brought his harmonica since that was able to be tucked into his pocket whenever he wanted to play it. Ennis had brought a rifle, which was a good thing to have when they were trying to keep wolves and coyotes away from their flock. The one thing that Jack had made sure to bring above everything else was the packet of pills that he had smuggled out of his mother’s home.

The revolution in omega lives had come in the form of suppressant pills, which were supposed to be used to stop omegas from going into heat and having multiples or a surety of a child. While it wasn’t as good as the birth control that was being produced in Europe around the same time, it was what had allowed Jack to run away from home properly. His mother had already been taking the suppressants for a while because they were supposed to help her through the early stages of menopause. He had slipped them into his pocket before he jumped in the shitty pickup that he had gotten for his sixteenth birthday and made for the hills. He had gotten his own packet prescribed to him by a doctor that was willing to not look for a parent or an alpha, which meant that he had just barely enough to make it through the stint up on Brokeback.

He woke up early in the morning and traveled back to the camp from the pup tent next to the sheep. He was beginning to get really tired of the hours long ride that it took him to get his breakfast and his meds. When he didn’t take them for longer than he was supposed to go between doses he began to feel nauseous and heated, the heat that he as meant to have in the spring creeping closer and closer to him.

It wasn’t helped based on the fact that he was stationed on the mountain with the alpha of all alphas. Ennis Del Mar had blond curls that shone gold in the sun when he tilted his head the right way, rippling muscles that he liked to show off when he was pounding stakes or picking up a sheep that had wandered a bit too far from the heard, and the sweetest smile that Jack had ever seen. He was kind and patient, to a certain extent. Ennis barely spoke, so it wasn’t like they knew each other better than they had before they had traveled up the mountain. Jack knew that the smell of the other was driving up the fucking wall, though.

All he could think about was Ennis when he was heading back from the pup tent for his shift at the camp. They changed every three days so that no one would end up getting too antsy when they were at camp or wandering back from the herd before they were meant to. It felt like that was waiting to happen anyway, since the pup tent smelled like piss and was bone thin compared to the teepee that they had at their permanent camp.

Jack dismounted from his horse and ten made his way to the side of the tent. They’d had a hard storm the night before, complete with hail and wind strong enough to life someone smaller up off their feet. Thankfully, it seemed like Ennis had remembered to grab their things and store them under the tarp flap that was on the edge of the teepee so that none of it would blow away.

He undid the ropes and then tossed the flap of fabric off so that he could reach the items underneath. He shifted Ennis’ pack off the top and then reached for his own.

“You want breakfast first or do you have something better tastin’ in there?” Ennis asked as he approached the omega from behind.

He let out a small shudder and then turned around to great Ennis. “Just looking for something to replace the harmonica, since you complain about it so much,” Jack teased. He stood up and walked over to the fire where Ennis had grilled some of the meat from the elk that they’d hunted a little while ago, along with more beans.

“What? Did you pack the spoons too?” Ennis asked. The alpha jerked his head back towards the fire with the cooking pot hanging over the top of it.

He sat down with a small huff and then grabbed his portion of the food. He began to shovel it into his mouth as quickly as he could. He had business to do around camp, or at least that was the excuse that he was preparing if Ennis happened to ask what the rush was. Thankfully, their conversation died out after that and they just continued on as they always did. Jack was able to get his pill after breakfast was over and Ennis took off for the herd.

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It didn’t take long for them to wear enough that they finally gave up on going back and forth from the herd. They had long since passed the summer solstice, so the light that they had was already waning and it was making it harder for them to go back and forth with enough time to get the rest of their chores done. With the longer nights also came the bitter cold that meant they couldn’t go without a fire or with the thin walls of the pup tent. They instead took shifts with the teepee and the raging fire that they were supposed to use to cook.

The weather on the mountain was beginning to get more tumultuous than they had expected it to. The nights would be bitterly cold, enough so that when they woke up in the morning the edges of the puddles around the river would be coated in ice and frost climbed up the outside of their cooking equipment. The tarp began to be used to make sure that their firewood stayed dry so that they could heat themselves in the morning before their bodies shivered into nothing. That meant that their personal items were stuck into the saddle bags for the donkeys when they weren’t using the pack animals to get their food.

That was, of course, the wrong thing to do. That was about all that Jack seemed to be able to do in the long run. Even if things looked like they were going well for him in the beginning, by the time that he was really beginning to settle into the idea of something and get accustomed to it, it would be ripped away from him all at once.

Nothing changed when he was on Brokeback. He had been keeping track of those two white boxes full of pills like his life depended on it because it partially did. There was always the chance that Ennis would kill him for impersonating and alpha or a beta, it had happened to omegas that stepped out of their societal lines before. He didn’t think that the alpha was the type of person to do something that cruel and angry, but there was always the chance. There was also the chance that it would lead to a heat and he would get pregnant, which meant that he would be saddled with the bastard of an engaged man for the rest of their life. The importance of the pills was exactly why the universe decided that he was going to lose them somewhere when they had a massive hail storm.

He had to keep plunging ahead though, because he needed the money from the job that they were on. He knew that there was always about a fifty/fifty chance of a heat coming after suppressants were out of the system, even if it wasn’t spring, but he was hoping against all logic that he would be one of the people that was fine until the next spring. By then he would be able to find another doctor willing to prescribe him pills and continue about his life as a rodeo cowboy.

Late one night, he was sleeping inside of the tent because it was his turn to not have to suffer by the fire. He had drifted off not long after he had snuggled down into the wonderful blankets that they had rescued from the pup tent to make a pseudo nest within the teepee. He didn’t think anything of that, especially since he was in a very stressful situation.

He woke up after an hour or two of dozing because he could hear Ennis shivering by the fire like he was actively freezing. “Get in here before I have to bury you instead of just the hide tomorrow,” Jack shouted after he undid the ties on the flap of the tent.

Ennis, to his credit, didn’t argue. He picked up the items that he had dragged from the tent and then stalked over to the opening. His body felt frigidly cold as he slipped his booted feet underneath the blankets inside the tent and then laid down. Jack leaned over him and redid the ties on the opening so that they weren’t just letting in the cold night air.

He laid down beside the other man and tried to relax. He couldn’t ignore the smell of saddle leather and sweat, which was what Ennis smelled like over the top of his normal scent. His normal scent was something musky and heady, like the base of a dog’s neck. That felt like such a stupid thing to compare it to, but it was just as comforting as a hug from a pet and as exciting as a new puppy.

Jack fidgeted when he felt Ennis go slow and his breathing turn even instead of the panting he had been doing while trying to get warm. The omega rose up so that he was sitting in the tent instead of laying. He tugged some of the blankets up from where they had bunched up near the base of the tent and packed them against the side where the opening was. He convinced himself that it was simply to try and keep that extra layer of cold out since he hadn’t been able to do the outer ties, only the inner ones.

He laid back down and then found himself getting warm. He kicked the blanket that he had been on top of his personal one off, pressing it to the wall he was closest to.

Jack lay there in the dark of the night, trying to focus on the sounds of the wind whooshing through the tree branches and the chirping of crickets. His mind kept drawing him back to his body and the way that it was changing against his best wishes. His forehead had begun to get clammy with the too-hot sweat that was forming in a sheen over his skin. He felt something stirring in his guts, which was his first confirmation that something was really wrong.

He turned onto his side and brought his legs up to his chest to try and protect himself, despite the fact that he had been the one to invite the alpha into his sort-of nest. He knew that if Ennis did something to him then it could turn out badly, but he was beginning to wish for it anyway. Without a toy or synthetic alpha hormones it was unlikely that this was going to be an easy heat nor one with enough cold spells to do anything properly.

He had to wake Ennis up before he had the chance to be so incomprehensible that things got dicey.

Jack rolled over from where he had been facing the wall and then placed a hand down on Ennis’ shoulder. He shook him once, twice, three times before the alpha finally roused and his beautiful eyes opened again. “Alpha,” Jack whispered before the words had even had a chance to register in his own mind. “Shit, I meant Ennis. I need you to make a decision and you need to make it quick.”

Ennis took in a deep breath that could have been mistaken for what some people did when they were just beginning to wake up. Jack knew better, he had spent his first heat away from home listening to people make that noise just outside of the motel room that he had camped out in for that horrendous week. He knew that Ennis was taking in the scent of firewood and falling leaves, that Jack was beginning to put off the smell of an omega on the precipes or beginnings of heat.

“I thought that you was a beta,” Ennis drawled as he pushed himself up onto his elbow. He reached a hand over and touched Jack’s hip before he caught himself and put his hands instead in the front pockets of his jeans. He looked a little ridiculous in that position, but Jack fully understood that it was the only way that the alpha was going to be able to actually keep his hands to himself.

“I take suppressants so that I can do more than be pupped up and a homemaker. Aguire already had us doing illegal shit, so he didn’t check either of us out for what we was,” Jack explained offhandedly. “But I guess that I’m one of those people that goes into heat when I get off them instead of it coming next spring. I need you to choose if you want to spend this heat with me or if you want to fuck off with the herd until we’ve both ridden this out.”

“I can’t leave you like this, it’s inhumane!” Ennis squawked indignantly. “I’ve heard that omegas can die from being left alone when they’re in heat. I ain’t going to let you die, Jack Twist.”

“You’re okay with having sex with an omega while you’ve got that beta fiancee of yours waiting back in town?” Jack asked. He could feel his breath beginning to come out in pants and the stirring in his guts got more intense. His cunt ached with the need to be touched, to be filled, and to be properly fucked. Slick was beginning to douse the inside of his jeans and soak through his underwear as he was prepared to take the alpha beside him.

“Don’t matter right now, does it?” Ennis grumbled. He leaned forward and pressed a kiss to the edge of Jack’s jaw and above the mating gland on his neck. The omega let out a keen in response to the motion and then flopped back down onto the bed with his neck entirely exposed to the other.

He had never spent a heat with another person, his parents had absolutely refused it despite how common it was becoming for an alpha in rut and an omega in heat to spend their estrus together as long as birth control for both was involved. The closest that he had gotten was when his boyfriend from his last year of high school had left behind a jacket that he had spent humping for the duration of the week. This already felt so much different than simply having something saturated in his alpha’s scent. Jack felt like he was melting into a puddle of something that could be molded and put back together however Ennis liked, and that was from a single kiss.

Ennis reached out and ran his hands down Jack’s body, starting at his hips and ending at his supple ass. He groaned and wiggled forward on the floor of the tent so that his front was now pressed up against his alpha. He felt safe and contented when he was wrapped up in the strong arms of the other cowboy, like nothing could break through Ennis’ grip and hurt him. Jack reached out with his own arms and wrapped them around Ennis so that he could bury his fingers into those beautiful golden curls that he found himself admiring so often.

Their lips hovered apart from each other for a moment before they crashed together into something forceful. It was a tidal wave, a coastal storm that promised to take down everything in its path. They were pulled together like magnets in the hands of a child, their lips colliding every single time that they had spent more than half a second sucking in breath.

It only took a single moan from Jack before things went even further. Ennis grabbed hold of Jack and then flipped him over so that the omega was up on his hands and knees, his ass in the air and the wet spot on the inside of his jeans catching in the cold night air. He gasped and buried his face down into the blankets surrounding them when he felt the alpha’s hands begin to explore.

Ennis reached around him and undid the buckle of his belt before the leather had slipped out enough to make the denim sag slightly at his belly. His animalistic mind told him that his belly was too empty, too thin and muscular and not swollen with pups. His rational mind told him that was what he wanted, he didn’t want to be carrying around the pups of a man that might not even stick around once the knot had lessened.

He felt his pants and underwear get tugged down in a single motion so that his bare ass and cunt were exposed to the rest of the tent. “Please, please, Ennis!” Jack cried. He could feel the way that the blood was pumping through him to try and work the hormones through his body. The pup tent may have smelled like piss when they opened it, but the next suckers that ended up on Brokeback were going to have to deal with the scent of omega and heat when they came to stay in the teepee.

“Hush, darlin’, I’m coming,” Ennis whispered. He brushed one of his muscular, calloused hands over Jack’s bottom and hip, just barely skirting the outer lip of his vulva. The omega gave an involuntary shudder as he felt the feel-good hormones begin to course through is body at an alarming rate.

It only increased when Ennis finally managed to get his pants down and then took his massive cock into his hand. Jack hadn’t seen a lot of penises in his life, but he knew that his chosen heat partner was certainly packing something more than a standard alpha would be. He could feel his mouth watering at the idea of the entire length finally being plunged inside of him where it belonged. He barely had time to think about it before the head was inching its way through his folds to find his entrance.

A string of incomprehensible words and moans emitted from his mouth the entire time that the shaft was sliding into his body. He knew that his legs were shaking, but his arms had already given out and there was nothing for him to do but bury his face into the sheets underneath him as he road out the pleasure.

He had expected Ennis to begin thrusting into him with wild abandon since that was the stories that he’d heard the entire time that he was a teenager, but the alpha had opted to take the slow approach. He would drag his cock in a different angle every single time that he pulled back and then thrust forward all at once so that Jack didn’t have to deal with the feeling of being empty when he was in the beginning of his heat. That feeling would be easier to deal with when he was further into the process and exhaustion could sate his mind, but now all he could think about was being stuffed to the brim with whatever or whomever he could find.

Ennis had been listening to the different noises that Jack was making during the beginning of their session because he had picked up on the things that were most pleasurable for him. He focused all of his attention on thrusting at the specific angle that made Jack feel as though he was seeing stars when he was filled and caused his body to shiver when the cock was removed.

He was lost in the pleasure until suddenly his entire body was overtaken with a shaking orgasm. His toes curled and all of his muscles went lax at the same time, sending him tumbling down onto the blankets beneath him. Ennis kept thrusting for a while longer, which was good for the heat but made Jack feel slightly sore. A sharp, “Alpha!” left his mouth when he felt the knot catch on his lips before popping inside of him like they were made for each other.

Ennis leaned down and bit onto Jack’s shoulder as hard as he could. It wasn’t a mating bite, but it was the standard claim that an alpha would lay on their estrus partner to make sure that no one else came and infringed on what they now saw to be theirs. Jack whimpered as he felt the cock inside of him twitch and begin to spill seed deep inside of him.

He was going to have to be careful and use all those home remedies his mother had drilled into his head to make sure that it didn’t take. Hopefully the suppressant heat wouldn’t make him as fertile as a normal heat would have. At least it had brought on a cold spell, which allowed him to drift to sleep in Ennis’ arms.

#fanfiction #fanfic #writing #ao3 #archive of our own #Brokeback mountain #jack twist #Ennis Del mar #Ennis x jack #jack x ennis

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reddie-ao3feed · 2 months ago

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ONE-SHOT IDEAS

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/aYkOUeL by i_love_BrokeBackMountain hello this acc is actually my co-account due to me being locked out of my other: I_LOVE_SALVIS but this is my updated oneshot requests! :) Words: 484, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Riverdale (TV 2017), 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga), Sally Face (Video Games), Brokeback Mountain (2005), Mouthwashing (Video Game), Scream (Movies), Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021), IT (Movies - Muschietti), South Park, Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi Relationships: Sal Fisher/Travis Phelps, Neil Douglas/Todd Morrison, Ashley Campbell/Larry Johnson, Henry Fisher/Lisa Johnson, Ennis Del Mar/Jack Twist, Eddie Kaspbrak/Richie Tozier, Bill Denbrough/Stanley Uris, Ben Hanscom/Beverly Marsh, Jayce/Viktor (League of Legends), Caitlyn/Vi (League of Legends), Ekko/Jinx (League of Legends), Curly/Jimmy (Mouthwashing), Daisuke/Jimmy (Mouthwashing), Billy Loomis/Stu Macher, Sidney Prescott/Tatum Riley, Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku, Iida Tenya/Todoroki Shouto, Toga Himiko/Uraraka Ochako, Dabi | Todoroki Touya/Takami Keigo | Hawks, Kaminari Denki/Shinsou Hitoshi, Ashido Mina/Asui Tsuyu, Ashido Mina/Kirishima Eijirou, Asui Tsuyu/Uraraka Ochako, Archie Andrews/Jughead Jones, Betty Cooper/Veronica Lodge, Kyle Broflovski/Stan Marsh, Kenny McCormick/Leopold "Butters" Stotch, Bebe Stevens/Wendy Testaburger, Tolkien "Token" Black/Clyde Donovan, Craig Tucker/Tweek Tweak, Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter, Ron Weasley/Blaise Zabini, Hermione Granger/Ginny Weasley, Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley Additional Tags: Smut, Fluff, Angst, Male Homosexuality, Female Homosexuality, Gay, Everyone Is Gay, well... alot of them, one shots, One-Shots, oneshots read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/aYkOUeL

#reddie #richie tozier #eddie kaspbrak #it 2017 #it 2019 #fic rec #reddie fic red #stephen king it

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miss-americana-reputation · 2 years ago

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save a horse…

ennis del mar x fem!reader

smut and a bit of smut

basically, smut, then the rest of the day is fluffy 💋💋

a/n-read this for my explanation for it being a fem!reader but y’all can imagine whoever you want to

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i wake up to the sound of him turning over. “ennis?” i hum out. “hm?” he hums. i blink open to see him just waking up. “morning.” i smile. “morning.” he smiles back and kisses me.

i smile as his big hand moves behind my back and holds me against him. we continue to make out like this until i move over so i’m straddling him. “oh, i like this.” he smirks and moves his hands up my thighs.

i lean down and connect our lips again while he touches and gropes all over my body. “ennis.” i whine into his lips. “hm?” he hums and pulls away barely, so our lips barely touch.

“can i stay on top?” i ask and softly kiss down his face to his neck. “fuck, yes.” he groans as i softly bite his neck. his hands tangle into my hair as i kiss all over his neck and chest.

he pulls me back up to his lips and connects them again. “please.” i breathe. “okay.” he says. i kick the sheets off of us and we quickly strip. i pull of my last item of clothing and turn to see him slowly stroking himself, his tip an angry red

“shit. ennis.” i smile. i lean down and kiss the tip before pulling away. “fuck.” he smirks as i line myself up with him. i sit down onto his length, pausing halfway to adjust myself.

“fuck.” he sighs. “ennis.” i moan and sit down on him more. “oh yes.” i moan as i take him fully. he guides me against his cock. “you- fuck.” he says as he firmly grabs onto my hips. “ennis.” i brace my hands on his chest.

“you’re squeezing me, darling.” he smirks. “mhm.” i nod. i start to bounce myself and he lets his hands fall from me. “look at you.” he smiles and snakes his hand to my ass. he gropes it as i ride him, squeezing harder when i clench around him.

“shit.” he sighs. i watch him reach over and i slow down my hips as he grabs his pack of cigarettes. he tucks one between his lips and grabs his lighter. he lights the end of the cigarette, sucking and blowing out a puff of smoke as he drops the lighter onto the nightstand.

“come on.” he smirks and slaps my ass. i smile as i start to bounce on him. “shit.” he breathes out. “fuck.” i moan. “yeah. like that?” he smiles and spanks me, blowing out a puff of smoke in the process. “mhm.” i nod.

“oh fuck.” he groans, taking another puff from his cigarette. “yeah. fuck, ride me.” he grunts. “ah! ennis.” i moan, jaw going slack.

“feel good?” he smirks. “yes.” i gasp. i hurriedly bounce on him while he holds onto my hips. “please.” i cry out. “what?” he smiles, more smoke blowing out. “i need to.” i whine and bounce more harsher against him.

“come on. do it.” he smiles. i finish and clench around him so hard i almost push him out. “fuck, fuck, fuck.” i moan as i finish. i pull out and stroke him quickly so he finishes on my stomach. “shit.” he sighs as he’s done. “yeah.” i smile and softly kiss him. i quickly wipe myself off and get dressed. he gets dressed in his underwear and i join him in bed.

“you enjoy it?” he smiles. “mhm.” i nod and trace small shapes on his chest. “you hungry?” he asks. “yeah.” i nod. “okay.” he says and gets up. he goes to the kitchen and eventually i climb out of bed and go to him.

“hi.” he says while cracking an egg into a pan. “hi.” i hum and start a pot of coffee. “what’s the game plan today?” i ask as i start the machine and let it drip into the pot. “the normal.” he shrugs. “okay.” i softly laugh. “what’s your plans?” he mumbles through a barely there cigarette. “dishes, laundry, then probably stare at you.” i smile. “interesting.” he nods.

“here.” i say and pluck the cigarette out of his lips. “you’re gonna burn your lips.” i say as i put it out, dumping it into an ashtray. “what would i do without you?” he asks. “probably burn the house down.” i smile as i fix us both coffee. “hm.” he responds as i pour him a cup.

“how you like it.” i smile as i hand him it. i kiss his cheek as i go make mine. “do you need anything from the store? i’m starting to make a list.” i ask. “uh, get back to me.” he smiles. “okay.” i smile.

he makes me breakfast and we sit down at our small table. “what time is it?” he asks. “you have the watch.” i point out. he sighs and looks over at the clock in the kitchen. “shit.” he sighs. “yeah?” i ask. “i gotta get out there quickly, they’ll have my ass.” he says.

he quickly eats and runs to get ready. i’m sitting and reading as he comes out with his hand in hand. “love you.” he says and kisses me. “i love you.” i call back.

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#smut #ennis del mar #smut than fluff #x reader #brokeback mountain #please be nice #cowboy #fem!reader #this was stressful

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brokebitchbookclub · 5 years ago

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Brokeback Mountain by Anne Prolux: How to be thristy, western, and gay.

Jake Gyllenhaal and Heath Ledger were robbed of Oscars, also this is a r e a l l y gay book.

Brokeback Mountain, the story of Jack Twist and Ennis Del Mar falling in love but not knowing how to handle it. Both want each other but can’t because of society. This is a story of love... also smut.

Dramatic ass readings aside this book was sooooooo sad. I actually had tears streaming down my face because of the love. It’s a cute short story that takes at most like 40 minutes to finish, so use your lunch break to read about the gays.

Nonetheless, no matter how much I love this book, I still can see all the problems with this book because I’m an asshole (or I care.) Actually reading when Jack and Ennis were up in Brokeback Mountain was difficult because it was very muddled with western drawl. and it didn’t really come across that they were in love, so it literally just went “we’re up in the mountains...now we’re fucking each other”

The content of this book is really important. Before this book/movie combo, gay literature wasn’t really in the main publics eye (straight people have no idea wtf a gay book is) and this story really helped gay culture come into the public eye. Most people know what you mean when you say this title, which is a really wonderful thing. If you’re interested in other authors who write books for depressed gay people, I recommend Stephen Mccauley, Casey Mcquiston

Yes there is smut, let’s talk about it. So they smut scenes aren’t like the most tame thing ever, but they also aren’t 50 Shades smut scenes. The book does a good job making sure everyone knows this isn’t “friends with benefits” it’s the gays taking over and infecting each other with gay western energy.

My takeaway is that hets have problems but gays have more problems that are way more interesting. Rating: ★★★★★

#be #books #book review #review #gay #gays #gaysactingstraight #lgbt book club #book club #book #short story #brokeback mountain #funny

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ao3feed-larry · 5 years ago

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Black Rainbow | رنگین کمان سیاه

by vampire_sh17

همیشه میگن عشق حد و مرز نمیشناسه. اما میدونی، هیچ چیز نمیتونه از پس زمان بر بیاد.

Words: 1364, Chapters: 7/28, Language: فارسی

Fandoms: One Direction (Band)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Major Character Death, Rape/Non-Con

Categories: F/M, M/M

Characters: Harry Styles, Louis Tomlinson, Jack Twist, Ennis Del Mar, Russell Edgington, Renly Baratheon

Relationships: Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson

Additional Tags: Major Character Injury, Original Character(s), Historical, Royalty, Prince Harry Styles, Student Louis Tomlinson, Open Ending, without smut, Rape

via AO3 works tagged 'Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson' https://ift.tt/3d279tW

#author #larry stylinson #larry fic #ao3 feed larry #Black Rainbow | رنگین کمان سیاه #<p>by <a rel= hre

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rpmatchmaker · 7 years ago

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Partner search!

Name:Rhys Age:20 Timezone:Central Email:[email protected] Hey there! I'm looking for long term, descriptive roleplay partners. I do m/m, m/f, f/f. I am also very wary of being approached with "I only do this gender" because I am very flexible, and just want many different characters on both of our ends. I do not appreciate stereotypical 'top/bottom' and 'seme/uke' tropes (please don't call it yaoi/yuri and/or give anime-esque face claims) and would like for relationships to remain as realistic as possible, meaning switching. I do smut. (Note: I rdon't roleplay with minors. Please be 18+. If you aren't a legal adult, I will not respond.) Fandoms ----- •Life is Strange (Max/Chloe, Max/literally anyone, Chloe/Rachel, Warren/Nathan) •Game of Thrones (Gendry/Arya, Jon/Ygritte, Robb/Theon, Robb/Talisa, Sansa/Margaery [video game>>] Mira/Sera, Asher/Gwyn, Rodrik/Arthur, Elaena/Gryff) •The Wolf Among Us (Bigby/Snow, Bigby/Woodsman, Bigby/Bloody Mary) •Steven Universe (Ruby/Sapphire, [aged up] Connie/Steven, Pearl/Rose/Greg, Pearl/Amethyst) •The Mortal Instruments (Alec/Magnus, Simon/Raphael, Isabelle/Simon, Isabelle/Lydia, Jace/Clary, Clary/Isabelle, Jace/Simon) •The Walking Dead (Rick/Daryl, Rick/Negan, Negan/Dwight, Daryl/Carol, Rick/Shane, Rick/Michonne, Michonne/Andrea, Glenn/Maggie [video game>>] Luke/Nick, Lee/Carley, Lee/Kenny, Eddie/Wyatt, Nate/Russel) •The Last of Us (Joel/OC, Joel/Tess, Ellie/Riley) •Infamous; Second Son (Eugene/Delsin, Reggie/Delsin, Fetch/Delsin) •Marvel (Tony/Steve, Tony/Bruce, Bucky/Steve, Clint/Pietro, Clint/Phil, Natasha/Wanda, Peter/Wade, Peter/Harry, Peter/Gwen, Peter/Harry/Gwen, Wade/Vanessa, Wade/Peter/Vanessa) •Until Dawn (Chris/Josh, Chris/Mike, Ashley/Sam, Sam/Beth, Emily/Jess/Matt, Ashley/Chris) •Borderlands (Jack/Rhys, Jack/Rhys/Timothy, Fiona/Athena, Athena/Janey, Fiona/Yvette, Rhys/Vaughn, Jack/Nisha, Axton/Rhys, Axton/Maya, Maya/Lilith, Lilith/Roland, Timothy/Wilhem, Jack/Nisha/Rhys) •Underland Chronicles (Gregor/Luxa, [aged up] Gregor/Howard) •Uncharted (Nathan/Sam, Nathan/Harry, Nathan/Elaena, Elaena/Chloe, Sully/Chloe) •Miraculous Ladybug (Adrien/Marinette, Nino/Alya, Marinette/Lila, Marinette/Nathaniel) •Suicide Squad/Batman (Bruce/Dick, Harley/Ivy, platonic Harley & Floyd, limited Harley/Joker [i advise being very careful, as this pairing is extremely toxic and abusive], Floyd/El Diablo) •Brokeback Mountain (Ennis Del Mar/Jack Twist) •Shutter Island (Teddy Daniels;Andrew Laeddis/Chuck Aule) •Hamilton: An American Musical (Alexander Hamilton/John Laurens, Alexander Hamiton/Aaron Burr, Alexander Hamilton/Elizabeth Schuyler, Alexander Hamilton/Angelica Schuyler, Elizabeth Schuyler/Maria Reynolds, Aaron Burr/Theodosia Prevost, Philip Hamilton/Theodosia Burr, Lafayette/John Laurens, Alexander Hamilton/George Washington, Lafayette/Hercules Mulligan) Eyewitness (US): (Philip/Lucas) --- I don't do canon/oc, but can be convinced for some, I am all for it! If you don't see a certain pairing you're looking for, approach me with it! I may have forgotten or whatnot and could easily be swayed for that pairing! ---- I would love to chat OOC. Being friends is what really makes this work! I want to hear about what's going on in your life. I want to be someone that you can lean on! If I do not reply to an email within the span of a few days, it may be because it got lost in my inbox. Just send it again if this occurs! I write in third person, past/present tense, and in paragraph form. I'm going to be honest, if you show disinterest with one liners and very limited two-paragraphed responses to my six, then I will most likely not respond. I want to be friends, and get along, but if someone doesn't want to put in the effort, I understand. I know life is busy, and you don't always have time, but if it's a constant one-two paragraphs and not at least giving me a heads up that you'll be gone, I'm not going to accept it when I specified that I just want something over three. :( I feel bad for doing this, but it just gets tiring to try awfully hard and get a disinterested response in return. Original plot ideas ------ •Anthropomorphic medieval nobles that have to tame the beasts within themselves in the midst of a war. ((This is an extremely descriptive, multiple character plot that I have pre-planned.)) •Super duo/team coming together to defeat a mass villain/conflict •Pandemic survivor must take an immune survivor across the US in order to extract the cure (credit to The Last of Us) •Future where androids/robots are used as helpers for just about anything, for example: Keeping disabled and elderly people company in their homes, doing odd jobs to assist humanity, etc. among this, most people who don't need them as companions are very prejudice against the AI. It is up to our characters to stop the impending war between AI and human. (Credit to I, Robot. Two of our main characters can be a human and an AI! :V) •Assassin roleplay (can be assassin/target, assassin/assassin. historical or modern) •Explorers looking for a treasure on the coast of a tropical island(credit to the Uncharted series! Can be romantic or platonic) •Time traveller gets stuck in time, and another person has to help them get back to the reality they came from. • Oceanologists go to a secluded island to study the plants and sea life in the water, and on a scuba dive, discover creatures unlike anything they've ever seen. People with tails and scales! (Merpeople! :D Can be romantic, like all the others) •Person goes to live in a very wealthy relatives home after they pass away, and learns how secluded the neighborhood really is, with a small village of less than 30 people, and nothing more. Supernatural occurrences ensue, and characters must stop the thing/creature as it starts taking people in the night. •Detective duo goes to a secluded mental penitentiary together in order to solve the case of a patient that went missing out of nowhere. Throughout their journey, detective 1 is separated from their partner, and is put through a series of trials in order to find their missing patient. What they think is going on isn't what it appears to be. (credit to the movie Shutter Island. Heavily influenced on the plot, and will contain many, many triggers. Such as murder, mental illness, and deception.) ------------ Limits: I cannot do pedophilia, mpreg, beastiality and/or furries, gun/knife kink, bathroom stuff, a/b/o, or gruesomely detailed rape/forced sexual interactions. Other than that, anything is fair game. Please don't contact me with a "hey, wanna rp?" I appreciate you adding things about yourself, and things pertaining to the RP like your limits and what interests you most! :) thank you! I apologize if I seem straight forward or offend anyone over some specifics I want, but I promise I am much, much more friendly and relaxed when we talk OOC.

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