#Fanfuc

[whiskeyandcigarsmoke]

Give me that good hurt

[justasnailman]

hear me out

corrupt prison duo as the queer coded christmas duo we all know and love, the wet bandits.

Athena as Kevin. Because it makes so much sense, the traps are basically Redstone.

Rae as the old man Kevin is scared of, like- THE OPTIONS.

Tell me that smile isn't Athena.

tell me I'm wrong.

[lyahh483]

OH!

shootjoowce on insta

[kanouseis]

i look at you and i want to give you everything

☕️ kamen rider saber

☕️ kento/rintaro/touma

☕️ post-canon, domestic fluff romance, established relationship

☕️ rated g

☕️ 3.7k words

[ravenstone12]

FUCK IT IM WRITEING THE BAD GUYS FANFICTION WOLF AND SNAKE BACKSTOY THATS TOATLKY NOT A SELF INSERT GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Tw: attempted scuiside, knives,murder,threats,smokeing.and also just a bunch of fucked up stuff happend to me and the peopel around me so if you dotn mind I'll be putting it here I'll also add in other rtrumamtising stuff so that you'll never guess what actually happened.

Chapter 1. Humble beginnings (aka they are children)

It's not easy being this good at hide a seek, you gotta learn, and you ca never use the same place twice or you lose, and losing is the worst when big sister mindy is babysitting. Luckily me and my best buddy Mr.Snake are REEEEEELY good at hideing. Right mr.Sna- wha-hey! Stop smoking you'll give away our hiding spot-!

"Neahh calm down woofie mindy's too dumb to look up"

(Mindy)Found you! Dumbasses

Cut to next scene

Oh well a couple of new bruises and one more whisker cut, at least we didn't get caught immediately! And-and! We got to eat a WHOLE SANDWICH

Sssshhh Keep It down woofie, dont wanna get in any trouble. [He watches the door as he lights his next cigaretteby the window]

Oh yeah, sorry I've never been so full!

Ya've bee. That full before, when ours fosters was still here, still cant give ya convinced them we were siblings.

I know right! And they didnt sperate us!!

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Do you think mindy will ever... get, better

Mabie wolf... ma- *violent coughing and hacking*

Snake!!! I'll get your mist machine domt move tyr to keep breathing

*franticy scrmabliling to open the zipper, plug in the mashine then attach the tubes and open the medicine packet all while snake is desperatelytrying to breathe, he is no longer coughing but only from lack of energy, not need, and while wolf squishes the medicine into the masks container for it he attaches the mask to snakes face, turns on the machine, the loud loud mashine and connects the tube to snakes mask*

WHO IS MAING ALL THIS RACKET- SNAKE I BOUGHT YOU AN INHAILER SO YOU DIDNT HAVE TO USE THIS FUCKING THING ANYMORE[screaming and kill king things including the mist mashine with yanks snakes barley breathing body with it, and while wolf trembles I fear] YOU ARE A COMPELATE WAST EOF OXYGEN YOU THING YOU CAN SMOKE AND THEN CONPLAIN ABOJT YOUR ASTHMA?? this is the LAST time you use this machine Got It? *She holds a knife to snakes throat* next time you need to use this thing, just kill yourself or I will. *she storms outs, stabbing the knife into he floor*

Hey wolf. *GASP* c-can you hold me...

I'll hold you snake. After all I'm a good boy and good boys a-always help others.

*snake is too weak to anser*

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Between you and me snake. I'd hold you even. If we were both rotten to the core.

The end for now I am tired.

[popcorn428]

the amount of panic I had earlier when I forgot ao3 was updating and I went on and it said it was unavailable

[justcallmesakira]

sakiras guide!!!: ♡- fluff, ☾- angst, ★- dark content, lime/lemon, ☆- suggestive, "- prompts

ADA

Dazai Osamu

I see your pretty eyes on mine, mister~ ♡

Skulls and hearts ♡

"Soulless roses purge from my mouth, with your lips on another womans one" ☾

Bsd men with a childish s/o! ♡

How he asks you out (hcs + scenario) ♡

Dazai with a sister dating fyodor! ♡

Dazai with a little sister ♡

All pickup lines are taken, can i pick you up?~ ☆

Set love to the rain ♡

Bsd characters taking care of sick reader! ♡

Atsushi nakajima

Skulls and hearts ♡

Bsd men with a childish s/o ♡

Ranpo Edogawa

Port mafia ranpo who... ☆

Bsd men with a childish s/o ♡

Ranpo with a s/o who eats salty food + spicy food ver. ♡

Yosano akiko

Bsd characters taking care of sick reader! ♡

Fukuzawa Yukichi

N/A

PORT MAFIA

Chuuya nakahara

Skulls and hearts ♡

"Why do i need an expensive perfume when i have your scent?" ♡☆

You look lonely...I can fix that ☆

Bsd men with a childish s/o ♡

Wine and lovebites (birthday special !) ♡☆

Akutagawa Ryunosuke

Bsd men with a childish s/o ♡

Gin ryunosuke

Bsd charas with a childish s/o ♡

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[randokatz]

MY FRIEND SOMEONE WROTE A ZANE X NOI FIC (AND ITS NOT ME THIS TIME/silly) AND I TYINK YOU SHOULD READ IT IF YOU HAVENT ALRRADY

IF THE LINK DOESNT WORK, ITS CALLED “Sugar Cookies” ITS SO GOOD BRO

ANYWAYS HAVE A GOOD DAY OR NIGHT !!!!!!

I've already made fanart

NO BUT SRSLY THIS FIC WAS SO GOOD BRO WHATTT

[kawaii-lavender]

Wowow double post

Anyways my favorite ship of all time

Derror

I'm so normal,

@kandi-catnip is the other insane person, also the Dirk roleplayer

[goldenempyrean]

hi! could you do “You don’t need to be embarrassed; you’re allowed to be sick”, “i don’t feel well”, “i’m not grumpy” with wandanat x reader, sick nat?

Taking Care Of Her

〚 Notes - Hey, hows everybody doing? Hopefully good :) Idk why but I felt like I havent written in ages but anyways, have I edited/grammar checked this? No I absolutely have not, anyways I still hope you enjoy :D 〛

〚 Summary - Nat's been pushing herself way too hard and it seems that persistant training comes with rather harsh drawbacks. 〛

〚 Wordcount - 1220 〛

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Your morning had gotten off to a fairly typical start. You and Wanda were seated at a table with some other Avengers while enjoying your breakfast. Natasha, your other girlfriend, wasn't awake yet. Though redhead was sleeping in later than usual it really wasn't all too surprising. After a minor mistake in her last mission, Natasha had been relentlessly training for almost the entire week straight - pushing herself way further than necessary. She was way overdue for a break. So, when Natasha was still aside you when you’d woken up that morning, both yourself and Wanda decided against waking her, letting her catch up on some much-needed sleep. 

And much needed rest it was, Natasha hadn’t told you yet, but she hadn’t been feeling good for the last few days now. Whether she picked something up on her mission or it was just simply a result of pushing her body too far was anybody’s guess but either way, she really wasn’t feeling great. 

But she hadn’t expected to feel this awful. Natasha stirred from her sleep a few hours later, she rolled over, yearning the familiar and comforting warmth of your body - only was met with a painfully empty bed. She groaned, the action causing her chest to tighten, forcing her to cough thickly down against her pillow in a poor attempt to muffle the awful sound. 

The overwhelming urge to stay in bed was overpowered by Natasha’s craving for comfort, ignoring her aching joints she forced herself up from the bed, taking one of Wanda’s shirts and pulling it over her shivering body. 

She shuffled from the room, a chill coursing over her exposed flesh as her bare feet padded along the compound's cool tiled floor. Natasha felt herself grimace as beads of cold sweat ran down the nape of her neck. 

You’d heard her before you saw her. The recognisable sound of Natasha’s sneeze echoed down the halls snatching both yours and Wanda’s attention. Almost in sync, the pair of you turned to see your girlfriend stumble into view.  

“Natasha?” You almost gasped seeing pale girlfriend, her skin covered in a visible sweat despite her only wearing shorts and a baggy t-shirt, “Oh sweetheart...” 

"Nat, my God," Wanda exclaimed as she rushed over to the redhead's side, her cool hand coming to be pressed against her cheek as she looked for confirmation of the fever, she suspected her girlfriend had, “Natty, you’re burning up!” 

Nat only seemed to become aware of the other Avengers' presence at that point. It had taken her some time to get used to being vulnerable in front of her girlfriends. And it was almost embarrassing for her that you both had responded in such a public way, in front of everyone. Natasha recoiled slightly as she began to stammer, "No- No I’m not.” 

"Sweetie do you honestly think we believe that?" You replied as you crossed your arms, your brow furrowing as you leant down and looked into Natasha's glassy green eyes. They're ringed with dark, smudged circles—clearly the result of a sleepless night or two. 

"You don’t need to be embarrassed; you’re allowed to be sick " Wanda insisted, gently running the back of her hand across her girlfriend's hot brow.  

“Just leave it, I’m fine.” Natasha pouted as she tried to stop herself from sniffling. 

“Oooh, someone's grumpy.” Tony jeered from the table with a smirk which was soon wiped away when several unimpressed death stares were sent his way. 

“I’m not grumpy...” Nat growled, straining the back of her throat which sent her into a fit of raspy coughing, an action which was soon followed by Natasha hiding her face behind her hands as she sneezed roughly down into them, “hHih-HEhktshoo! Hhi- Heh’kshuu!” 

That seemed to drain any remaining energy from her already exhausted body. In response, Natasha's head dropped down as her gaze landed on the floor, her lips quivering as she tried not to cry in front of the other Avengers. She felt so weak in that moment, but her overflowing emotions could easily be blamed on her raging fever. They always seemed to make her weepy. 

You know exactly what to do. You're her rock in times of trouble. "Shh, it's okay." You put a hand under her chin. Her green eyes lighting up with recognition and she melts into your arms. Your arms wrap around her in a hug. It's a nice moment. A quiet moment. 

Well... quiet until Natasha’s breath hitched rapidly before she sneezed directly against your shoulder, “H’htsSHIEW!” 

Your face dropped into an expression of blatant shock, your mouth falling widely open as you continued to hold onto your girlfriend as she sniffled. Wanda had to stop herself from laughing audibly at your reaction. You wouldn’t say that you were a germophobe per say, but the thought of getting sick made your skin crawl and despite the fact your body was telling you to go and take a shallow bath in hand-sanitiser, you held onto Nat, biting back your complaints as you whispered a small ‘bless you’ down against her hair, following your words with a gentle kiss. 

The tip of Natasha's nose was pink and raw as she buried her face further into your shoulder. A shiver sent a wave over her sweat-slicked skin. A congestion-riddled mumble was all she was able to offer. 

Wanda shook her head as she took the sniffling assassin from your shoulder, pulling her into her own arms. "Sorry," Natasha mumbles, blushing deeply and sniffing. Her nose is running and red, and that only makes it worse. Using the sleeve of her shirt, she wipes at her face. A small, pitiful noise slipped from her mouth at the kindness she is shown. And as she felt Wanda’s loving arms come to support her waist, Nat let herself whisper a quiet “I don’t feel well.” against the witch's shoulder. 

“I know you don’t baby,” Wanda murmured as she ran her hand down, her other hand rubbed Natasha's back comforting, before pushing her hair out of Nat’s pale face, “I knew you’d been pushing yourself too hard recently, this is what happens when we take things too far.” 

Nat only nodded; she knew Wanda’s words were true. She had been pushing herself too far. Her eyes flicker toward the rest of the Avengers before back towards Wanda, her face still reddened with fever, "They're not... mad, are they?" 

Wanda's lips tilt, "Of course not. Don’t worry your pretty little head about it. Everyone's just a little worried about you, that’s all, but that can be easily fixed sweetie and I think we all know how.” 

Her head is beginning to feel fuzzy and her nose scrunches in discomfort as she coughs again. Yet despite all her discomfort and haziness, she still recognises the feeling of your strong, tender arms as they come to sweep her up into your hold and in that a moment a new feeling washes over her. Relief. And she nuzzles into your neck, seeking comfort in the closeness. 

With Nat safety held in your arms, you reached out to Wanda, taking her hand in your own as you began to carry Nat back in the direction of your room, “Come on Wands, let's go take care of her.” 

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[cool-lesbian-is-here]

“There was a hard block of silence, and then i said quietly, as though my words might detonate the room, “Do you remember what made you fall?”

His eyes continued their roaming across my face. “I don’t know, I must have just lost my balance. It must have been that. I did have this idea, this feeling that when you were standing there beside me, y- I don’t know, I had a kind of feeling. But you can’t say anything for sure from just feelings. And this feeling doesn’t make any sense. It was a crazy idea, I must have been delirious. So I just have to forget it. I just fell.””

-a separate peace by John Knowles

DENIAL IS A RIVER IN EGYPT, THEY R GAY FOR EACH OTHER.

Also just try telling that doesn’t sound like an extract from a fic. Just try.

(That was so painstaking to type it all out 😭😭)

@jammahanna here’s the update on their gayness 🫶

Edit: I am rereading that extract and it makes absolutely no sense without context, so my condolences 🥲🥲

[eccentricsugar]

My top Genshin Impact Ships

(Disclaimer: If you don't agree with any of them, then good for you. Let me brain rot about 2d ppl in peace thank you)

1. Keaya Alberich x Albedo

2. Ningguang x Beidou

3. Alhaitham x Kaveh

4. Cyno x Thighnari

5. Lumine x Childe

6. Jean x Lisa

7. Raiden Ei x Yae Miko

8. Venti x Xiao

9. Kujou Sara x Itto

10. Scaramouche x Therapy

[lyahh483]

Streamer Matt I will love your forever😻🙏🏽

[sweetcocopowder]

Day Three: Bath Sex/Mutual Masturbation

Kinktober Masterlist coming after October

Synopsis: Shay is back in Boston for a short time while on a lead on the box. Haytham realizes how much he's missed the man, but all while knowing Shay will leave soon. Duty for the safety of man kind and all.

Word Count: 1.8K

Pairing: Shay Cormac/Haytham Kenway

Warnings: Nsfw/Angst/Feelings/Hanky panky

For some reason, it’s a peaceful night in Boston.

The bath sits in front of the fire, a long cast iron tub that only someone like Haytham could afford. One in which only himself and Shay have the privilege of sitting in. Shay has only bathed in those small wooden ones where your knees are up touching your ears all while you scrub away. But to Shay now, being able to lay down and stretch his legs out in hot water is heavenly. He could fall asleep here. The water still nice and hot and keeping warm from the fire.  

All while Haytham sits at his desk on the other side of the room behind Shay writing out reports. Trying to find out the next best cause of action for these new precursor sights he has found. The soft scribble of pencil on paper is a soothing background noise.

The reason why Shay is back in America in Haytham’s bath and not half way across the world somewhere is all because of the box. His now cold lead had bought him into Boston, where he so happened to run into Haytham in the Green Dragon. Or maybe Shay made sure he was in the tavern when Haytham and the rest were around. The looks on their faces when he popped up. He wish he could have that painted.  

Haytham’s pencil suddenly snaps under the amount of pressure the man was putting it under. It’s soon followed by a curse and the pencil is heard hitting the other side of the room.

Shay slowly opens his eyes. “Haytham,” he slowly says.

Said man almost jumps out of his skin. He had forgotten Shay was in here with him. The thought that the hunter is with him again is still an odd thought. It’s been a good few years. Haytham leans back in his chair and runs his hands down his face with a soft groan.

“Come here,” Shay drawls.

He doesn’t bother looking over or moving in the tub to peer upon Haytham. But he doesn’t have to, to know that the man is frustrated and pouting. And Haytham is. He stays sitting and stares at the back of Shay’s head with a frown.

“Don’t mind me, Shay,” Haytham conflicts. “I’m alright.”

“Haytham,” his name is said more sternly this time. Almost like a parent warning their child.  

The Grandmaster loudly sighs so that Shay can hear his annoyance. But it doesn’t stop the man from waving a hand, beckoning him over. Haytham stares at him a moment longer before standing and walking over to where Shay is in the tub.

Shay smiles slyly as Haytham stands over him with his arms crossed over his chest. There is no soap suds sitting on the top of the water to cover his body from Haytham’s wondering eyes. Shay’s hair falls down his shoulders, the greying hairs at his temples seeming to catch the fire light. It reminds Haytham all too much of his own and how old they’re both getting.

Shay holds out a hand, “Join me, Haytham.”

Haytham wants to protest, but as he gives a look over to his desk he’s reminded how this moment could slip through his fingers if he chooses to say no. How quickly Shay could be pulled away from him again. And then how many more years will he go without seeing the other man?

He unclips his cloak and lets it land at his feet with a loud thud. Shay’s smile now reaches his eyes as he watches his Grandmaster strip in front of him. He rests his hand back into the water, waiting patiently for Haytham to finish. Layer by layer until he’s kicking off his under garments. Brown eyes trail down his body, not ashamed by looking at something marvellous in front of him.

Haytham steps in slowly and Shay moves so that he can lay down between his legs. The bath is a little too small but neither of them complain. Even when the water splashes and sloshes out a little as Shay sits up straight against the back of the tub, not a word is spoken or snapped.

Now settled and finally being able to just, look at Shay, Haytham’s words almost get caught in his throat, “I thought I would never see you again.”

The smile from Shay’s lips falls and his head tilts ever so slightly. “You didn’t think I’d find the box?” He asks a little offended.

Haytham shakes his head once. “No, no Shay of course not. I know you’ll find it,” he phases off.

But Shay waits for him to finish, letting the fire crackle and pop and the gentle breathing of the both of them to ease the silence. Haytham looks down, finding himself not able to speak as he looks at the other.

“I thought I would be long dead.”

Haytham leaves it at that. Long dead before Shay got back. That leaves a heavy lead like feeling in the hunter’s gut. Shay stares at him for a moment with a look in his eyes that Haytham can’t read.

He then sits forward and moves until he’s kneeling over Haytham, using the sides of the bath tub to keep him up. He’s mere inches away from Haytham’s face, looking at him through thick lashes.

“Yet, here you are,” Shay speaks so softly it’s almost lost to the night.

“And yet, here I am.”

With that, Shay brings their lips together with a passion long forgotten. His hands come to Haytham’s sides, holding him as all he can do is melt in the touch. It has been too long. Haytham’s hands are caressing Shay’s head, running his fingers through his hair and tugging ever so slightly. He feels a little desperate. Like someone that hasn’t been touched in over a decade.

But hasn’t he? Hasn’t Haytham kept to himself all these years and focused solely on his own work. Searching and failing for these goddamn precursor sights. Each trail leading to a dead end that leaves him more frustrated to isolate himself in his office every hour of the day. Leaving himself to rot away by himself and become dead meat. 

But Shay, Shay treats him like a cherished, lost item now found. With a long lost love that has never gone away and has only been festering inside him. Touching and feeling Haytham for any new changes that have happened over the years or any old ones he has always gone over. He finds the old scars and moves quickly over them, but when a finger flitters over a new mark he inspects it with curiosity. All while he moves from Haytham’s mouth to his chin, then down his neck where he begins to lightly suck and graze his teeth over sun kissed skin.

Haytham inhales through his teeth sharply, gripping onto Shay’s shoulder as his body is caressed. A hand travels down Haytham’s body to wrap around his hardening cock. At the simple touch, Shay has the man under him grunting and clenching his jaw to hold in those noises he so much wants to hear.

“Sh-Shay,” Haytham breathes out.

A grin can be felt against his skin as Shay strokes Haytham slowly but surely. The warm water makes it easy as skin glides over skin. But it’s all a little too much when Shay brings his own dick into his fist with Haytham’s. Shay moves his hips to jerk Haytham and himself off as he pants softly and lovely in his ear. The water sloshes at the movement but the clean up is the last thing on Haytham’s mind.

He stares at the ceiling as he can feel the pleasure rippling through his body. His gut tightening and once in his younger years, he knows he would have been able to last longer. But his stamina is not what it once was. And he has realized he is very much starved for touch.

Haytham bucks his hips up into Shay’s hand, trying to get more friction that the water isn’t providing. He grips onto Shay, not wanting to ever let go. His body feels like it’s on fire and about to explode but there’s something stopping him. It just isn’t enough to push him over the top despite him being right on the edge. And it becomes frustrating as he bucks his hips up again.

Suddenly, Shay bites down hard into the nape of Haytham’s neck as the younger man comes. It’s almost like a shock of electricity strikes him as he finally tips over the edge. His orgasm rips through him as he comes into the water along side Shay. He doesn’t realize his vision had become spotted until he has to blink a couple of times to come back.

Haytham’s body goes placid as Shay hauls himself back up with hands on either side of the tub. A sly smile covers his face as he collects himself, his dark eyes flickering over Haytham’s face. The older man brings a hand up and cups Shay’s face. He runs a thumb over the crows feet now revealing themselves on the hunter’s face. Almost making the man look wiser for his years.  

The words leave Haytham’s mouth before he knows it, “I regret sending you away.”

Shay’s smile faulters a second time that night and he stares blankly at him now. Haytham swallows thickly as he brings his hand away from Shay’s face. He has always been known as a mood breaker.  

“I’m sorry,” the older whispers.

“You can’t go saying things like that, sir,” Shay almost hisses, but holds himself off. “I have a duty to the order.”

Haytham quickly corrects himself, licking his lips before speaking firmly but softly. “I didn’t mean it in such a crude way, Shay. I regret sending my best man away only because you are the only one I can truly trust in the Order. That is why I sent you away because I know you will come back with the box.”

Haytham cups Shay’s face with both of his hands this time. But brown eyes refuse to meet his own gaze.

“But that does not mean I miss you every day, and regret my decision even if it was for the good of man,” he finishes, needing these words to be said so that Shay knows.

Haytham blinks as a tear strikes his eye from above. The water might be spoiled and becoming cold, the fire dwindling to soft coals so the light in the office room is dependent on a singular lantern from the desk, but that all doesn’t stop Haytham from holding Shay close to him as the younger man’s body shudders under his touch. A strong ache squeezes at Haytham’s heart and throat at the realization that Shay will be off once again.

And oh, will he be missed dearly.

[msilverstar]

Author: @its-tortle Date:   02 Mar 2021 Chapters: 1/1, 4,585 words Fandom: Captain America (Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sarah Rogers & Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers Characters: Sarah Rogers (Marvel), Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes (mentioned), Other Avengers - esp Team Cap (mentioned), Original Characters (backdrop mostly) Additional Tags: Mother-Son Relationship, Steve Rogers Needs a Hug, sarah gives him one, Post-Serum Steve Rogers, Canon Divergence - Avengers: Endgame (Movie), Fix-It, 1930s, Family Feels, Light Angst, Fluff, Love Confessions, Coming Out, Friends to Lovers, (not quite but it sure as hell will be), Ambiguous/Open Ending, Conversations, Awesome Sarah Rogers, Irish Sarah Rogers, some references to religion (catholicism), but not many, Time Travel Summary:

“Hello?” she calls.

Steve holds his breath again, even as he feels pressure build up behind his eyes. Because that’s his mother’s voice, and he hasn’t heard in twenty one (conscious) years. He doesn’t dare move.

OR

'If Steve was going to travel back in time for anything before returning to his own timeline, it would be to see his mom again one last time'

Bookmarker's Notes:

Steve deserves a chance to tell his mom how much he loves her, and listen to her say she loves him.

[sapphic-woes]

Coming back on here after ao3 shuts down like a soldier from war.