#I think that's all the prominent characters here

[p0orbaby]

Request😍: y/n and alessia or leah (you decide! find your tumblr side and aaalll the stories of them. It leads to jealous alessia/leah bc of y/n being with other girls (like getting jealous when your partner cheats in your dream). Reader has to handle the situation and in the end manages to make less/leah focus on all the fluffy/spicy stuff there is about them. If you want to make it smutty (what we all love hehe): they eventually get inspired by tumblr and choose another story (you can decide which of all the good alessia/leah x reader smut on here) to reenact. Thank you!!! (If you dont want to write this feel free to repost for another writer, also you can switch the roles who is jealous, i dont care:)

i amended this a little, pls don’t hate me

it would be harsh to call this a crack fic but i honestly giggled the whole time writing it 🤭

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You find Alessia on the sofa, her face illuminated by the blue glow of her phone screen. At first, you think she’s watching one of those oddly specific TikToks she loves—something about cats playing table tennis or an American teenager ranking their favourite crisps. But then you notice the furrow in her brow, the way her teeth tug at her bottom lip. Her expression is equal parts confusion, disbelief, and mild offence.

“Everything alright?” you ask, setting your keys on the counter.

She doesn’t answer immediately, which is a bad sign. Alessia always greets you the moment you walk through the door, even if it’s just to ask what you’ve brought for dinner. Instead, she tilts the phone slightly so you can see the screen.

“Do you know about this?” she asks, voice clipped.

You lean over, squinting at the screen. The webpage is clunky, its layout straight out of 2012, and the title reads something absurd like ‘Sunlit Smiles and Shadowed Hearts’. Your name is prominently featured in the summary, alongside a few other recognisable ones.

“It’s fanfiction,” she says, answering the question you haven’t asked yet. “About you”

You blink. “About me?”

“And other people,” she adds, her tone sharp now, like the edge of a too-clean knife.

The penny drops. “Wait—what?”

She sits up straighter, turning the phone to face you fully. “Look. This one has you with… God, Tooney. And this one—oh, this is just brilliant—you’re married to Ona. Married! Like we’re just some passing fling”

You bite the inside of your cheek to keep from laughing, which, given her expression, would be a tactical error. Alessia doesn’t do jealousy often, but when she does, it’s like an overdramatic romcom villain plotting their revenge.

“Well,” you say carefully, “at least they’ve got good taste?”

“Good taste?” she repeats, incredulous. “One of these has you sneaking off with Mary behind my back during a post-match interview!”

“Creative, though,” you offer.

She glares at you, tossing the phone onto the cushion beside her. “This isn’t funny”

“It’s a little funny,” you say, sitting down next to her.

“It’s not,” she insists, crossing her arms. “Do you know how many of these there are? And how many don’t have me in them at all? Like I’m just some side character in your life?”

You try to suppress the grin tugging at your lips, but it’s no use. “Less, you do realise this is all made up, right? None of it’s real”

She huffs, her cheeks pink now. “I know that. But still. It’s insulting”

You reach for her hand, gently uncrossing her arms. “Alright, let’s look at it this way. I’m obviously very popular. Isn’t that a good thing?”

“Not when you’re popular with everyone except me”

“Oh, come on,” you tease, squeezing her hand. “I’m pretty sure there’s stuff about us too. The fluffy, romantic, borderline inappropriate kind”

Alessia hesitates, her gaze flicking to the phone. “You think so?”

“I know so,” you say confidently. “Because we’re the superior couple. Clearly”

That earns a small smile, though she tries to hide it. “You’re an idiot”

“And yet, here I am, fully committed to proving my devotion,” you say, reaching for her phone. You type in a search, scrolling through pages until you find what you’re looking for. “See? Right here. This one’s about us”

She leans over, peering at the screen. Her eyes scan the words, and slowly, her frown starts to fade.

“This is… cute,” she admits reluctantly.

“Exactly,” you say, draping an arm around her shoulders. “So, no more being jealous of fictional versions of me, okay? They don’t get to go home with you. I do”

She turns to look at you, her expression softening further. “Fine. But I’m still not over the Mary thing”

You laugh, pressing a kiss to her temple. “Noted. I’ll make it up to you”

“You better,” she mumbles, but there’s no real bite to her words anymore.

It’s only later, as you’re cooking dinner together, that you catch her sneaking glances at her phone again, her lips twitching with the beginnings of a smile. If she’s reading more of those stories, you don’t mention it. Some battles are better left unpicked.

[buckets-and-trees]

The Night's Not Over

Characters/Pairings: soft!dark Nick Fowler x curvy!female Reader Word Count: 1.7k Summary: After your shower with Nick, it turns out your night isn't over after all.

Content Warnings: modern AU; explicit smut: kissing, clit play, vaginal intercourse, unprotected sex; light dirty talk; crude language; fucking without feelings; porn with almost no plot; brother's best friend

Author Notes: There is very nearly zero plot in this AU. It's really just porn with light connections to the other parts. And short but certainly not sweet, this is the fifth offering for my Birthday Jubilee.

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You fell asleep reading, book plastered across your chest.

Not that you registered that.

No, you registered someone sliding the book out of your hands.

Your eyes fluttered open, adjusting to the soft light of your bedside lamp. Nick's muscular form loomed over you, a soft chuckle escaping his lips as he gently placed your book on the nightstand. The movement caused his abs to flex, drawing your gaze to his bare chest.

"What are you doing here?" you mumbled, sleep still clouding your mind.

Nick's steel blue eyes locked with yours, a predatory gleam flickering in their depths. "I couldn't stop thinking about you," he murmured, his voice a low rumble that sent shivers down your spine.

Your gaze traveled lower, following the defined lines of his abs to where they disappeared beneath the waistband of his low-slung sweatpants.

You couldn't help but notice the prominent bulge straining against the soft fabric, a clear indication of his arousal. You swallowed and peered back up at him through your lashes.

“And instead of staying in my bed, stroking my cock, thinking about about what I heard last night, thinking about how good you felt around my cock in the shower, I decided not to deny myself any more when you’re right here, ripe for more pleasure.”

As Nick's words washed over you, a mix of desire and apprehension flooded your senses. You knew you should resist, that this was wrong on so many levels, but your body betrayed you, responding to his presence with an eager thrill.

His hand slid under your pajama top, calloused fingers tracing patterns on your skin. You shivered at his touch, your nipples hardening as he palmed your breast. Nick's mouth found yours in a searing kiss, tongue demanding entrance. You yielded to him, opening your mouth and meeting his passion with your own.

As Nick deepened the kiss, his free hand tugged at the waistband of your pajama bottoms. You lifted your hips, allowing him to slide them down your legs. His fingers ghosted along your inner thigh, teasing you with light touches that made you squirm.

He slowly lowered himself onto the bed beside you. His lips started to travel down your neck, and you tried to quell the nagging voice in your head reminding you of the potential consequences of engaging with this man again.

"What about Ari?" you whispered, your voice barely audible.

Nick paused, pulling back to look at you.

“What’s a little sharing between friends?” he countered, face free of any concern. “We’re not getting married, we’re just having fun on vacation.”

Nick's words hung in the air as his hand slid lower, cupping your pussy with a firm, possessive touch. Any potential protest died on your lips, replaced by a soft gasp of pleasure. His fingers slipped beneath the gusset of your panties and expertly parted your folds, finding you already growing slick with arousal.

"So wet for me already," he murmured, his voice husky with desire.

You whimpered in response, your hips bucking involuntarily against his hand. Nick's thumb found your clit, circling it with teasing pressure as his fingers explored your entrance. The dual sensation sent sparks of pleasure coursing through your body, making you arch your back and clutch at the sheets.

Nick's mouth returned to your neck, leaving a trail of hot, open-mouthed kisses along your throat. His teeth grazed your pulse point, sending shivers down your spine. You tilted your head, giving him better access as his fingers continued their skillful exploration between your thighs.

"Nick," you gasped, your voice breathy with need. "Please."

He chuckled against your skin, the vibrations sending another wave of arousal through you. "Please what?" he murmured, his fingers slowing their movements to an agonizing pace.

You whimpered, frustration and desire warring within you. "I want... I need..."

Nick's thumb pressed firmly against your clit, making you cry out. "Say it," he demanded, his voice low and commanding.

"I need you inside me," you finally managed, squirming to try and push down your panties.

Nick growled in approval, withdrawing his hand from between your thighs and helping you discard the underwear. Then in one swift motion, he pulled your pajama top over your head, leaving you completely exposed beneath him. His eyes raked over your body, dark with desire.

“The things I want to do to this body,” he murmured. You would be more insecure about your soft stomach, your padded hips, but he clearly meant business - he’d had you in the shower and evidently was eager to have you again.

You reached for the waistband of his sweatpants, eager to feel him against you. Nick helped you push them down, kicking them off onto the floor. His cock sprang free, hard and ready.

Nick positioned himself between your legs, the head of his cock teasing your entrance. You arched your hips, silently begging him to enter you. With a low groan, he slowly pushed inside, stretching and filling you inch by delicious inch.

You moaned at the sensation of Nick filling you completely. He paused for a moment, allowing you to adjust to his size. Then, with a low growl, he began to move, setting a slow but powerful rhythm that had you gasping with each thrust.

Your hands roamed over his muscular back, feeling the flex and strain of his muscles as he moved above you. Nick's lips found yours again, swallowing your moans as he picked up the pace. The bed creaked softly beneath you, the sound mingling with your shared pants and gasps.

Nick shifted slightly, changing the angle of his thrusts. The new position allowed him to hit a spot deep inside you that most men barely took the effort to find, and it sent shockwaves of pleasure through your body. You cried out, your nails digging into his shoulders as you clung to him.

"That's it," Nick murmured against your ear, his voice strained with effort and desire. "Let me hear how good I make you feel."

You couldn't hold back the moans and whimpers that escaped your lips with each powerful thrust. The pleasure was building rapidly, a tight coil of tension low in your belly. Nick's hand snaked between your bodies, his fingers finding your clit and rubbing tight circles in time with his thrusts.

"Oh god, Nick!" you cried out, your back arching off the bed as the dual stimulation pushed you closer to the edge.

"Come for me," he growled, his movements becoming more erratic as he chased his own release. "Want to feel you come around my cock.”

His words and the relentless stimulation pushed you over the edge. Your orgasm crashed over you in waves of intense pleasure, your inner walls clenching around Nick's length as you cried out his name. Your body trembled beneath him, overwhelmed by the force of your climax.

Nick's thrusts became more forceful and erratic as your pulsing walls milked his cock. With a final, deep thrust, he buried himself to the hilt inside you, groaning your name as he found his release. You could feel the warmth of his seed spilling inside you, prolonging your own pleasure.

For a moment, you both lay there, panting and intertwined, coming down from your shared high. Nick's weight pressed you into the mattress, his skin hot against yours. You could feel his heart racing, matching the frantic beat of your own.

As reality slowly seeped back in, you became acutely aware of the compromising position you were in. Nick was still inside you, his body a warm, heavy weight pressing you into the mattress. The room smelled of sex and sweat, evidence of your passionate encounter.

Nick lifted his head, his blue eyes meeting yours. For a moment, neither of you spoke, the air heavy with unspoken words and lingering desire. Then, slowly, he pulled out of you, both of you gasping softly at the sensation.

He rolled to the side, propping himself up on one elbow to look at you. His fingers traced lazy patterns on your sternum, sending little shivers through your body.

"That was..." he began, his voice husky.

"Incredible," you finished, unable to deny the truth of it despite the forbidden nature of it all already starting to encroach on your consciousness and your conscience again.

Nick smiled, a mix of satisfaction and something deeper in his eyes. "Exactly," he murmured, leaning in to press a soft kiss to your lips.

You returned the kiss, but your mind was already racing. The reality of what you'd done - not once, but twice now - with your brother's best friend was starting to sink in. And not just one best friend, but two of them. The guilt and anxiety began to creep in, warring with the lingering pleasure still thrumming through your body.

Nick must have sensed your inner turmoil because he pulled back, studying your face. "Hey," he said softly, his hand cupping your cheek. "Don't overthink this.”

You nodded, trying to push down the conflicting emotions. "I know, it's just... complicated."

“It really doesn’t have to be,” he insisted.

You opened your mouth to protest again, but before you could form the words, Nick silenced you with a deep, passionate kiss. His lips moved against yours with an intensity that made your head spin, effectively scattering your thoughts.

When he finally broke the kiss, you were breathless, your mind hazy with renewed desire. Nick's steel blue eyes locked onto yours, a mix of lust and mirth swirling in their depths. His hand trailed down your body, leaving goosebumps in its wake.

"I think," he murmured, his voice low and husky, "for your own good, I should probably stay here in your bed tonight, keep your head nice and empty and your cunt full of my cock."

His crude words sent a shiver of arousal through you, even as a part of you knew you should object. But with Nick's hands already going to work on you again, you simply rolled on you side to face him and hitched your leg up over his thigh so you could kiss and grope and pleasure each other until he was hard enough to fuck you again.

more to come...

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My TF2 Fic Rec List [ Fanfics I've Read That You Should Too]

*cracks knuckles* right, let's get started! X Reader fics are not included bc I already did a list of them for an ask. Mind the tags and ratings, as always. I'll add to this as I collect more, but its decently long as is

Symbol Key:

** = Incomplete

~~ = Personal favourite

++ = Under 10k

SpeedingBullet:

~~Running Blind by TheTriggeredHappy

(( Scout's eyes are badly damaged in battle and for some reason, Medic's gun can't fix him. Until they figure out how to heal Scout, he needs someone to look after him and keep him safe.

Sniper is given the job.

[3rd person limited, Scout's POV, some character development done on a whim] ))

The SpeedingBullet fanfic. If you like Scout X Sniper, and you haven't read this one yet, I don't know what to tell you. You are severely missing out on not only a great romance story, but also fantastic team dynamics. Also has an available Podfic!

++From a Hospital Bed by SlightlyLessThanAnon

(( Jeremy wakes up in the hospital, his brain struggling the find coherent thoughts as the world churns around him, in and out of consciousness.

He finds the team may care about him a little more than he thought they did. ))

Short but sweet. More whole team fluff than strictly SpeedingBullet. Very cute.

~~Golden Brown, as well as its sister fic, Take Me Out by Ali_Ker (Alina_Kerrin)

(( After seeing his co-worker in a new light, Scout is faced with unknown feelings and a new, distracting perspective on things. ))

This lovely author can be found here under the handle @alikerao3

Grouped these two together because they are they same story, but told from the perspectives of Scout and Sniper respectively. Definitely a bit of a heavier read, especially for anyone who has dealt with Catholic guilt or internalized homophobia, but my God is it worth it. Don't just read one thinking it isn't worth it to read the other fic. Read both. Also, check out the song that inspired the title.

~~Going Through The Motions by AussieBookworm

(( Working under RED can be repetitive at times - but nothing like this. After a curse is fired his way, Scout is forced to live through the same day over and over and over again. It should be easy for someone as perfect as Scout to break the curse, right? As long as he doesn't have to confront the things he's been feeling towards Sniper it should be a piece of cake! ))

Possibly my absolute favourite TF2 fic right now. Scout gets character development out the ass, Demo has a prominent, important role, and there's a plot twist so good it had me tweaking out. TW for Suicide as a method used to get out of a time loop. Absolutely incredible, and it needs more love.

Gills and Gunpowder by popkeeki

(( Monsters are becoming increasingly rare. Between getting pushed to the periphery of society or being targeted by traffickers, life is hard when you are not (entirely) human. Like many others, Scout tries to keep his true form a secret. It has never really been a problem. That is, until a nosy teammate catches him mid-swim. ))

SpeedingBullet Mermaid AU!! Good luck finding a fic with this premise that also reaches this level of quality.

**~~Pet by Anonymous

(( Sniper's terrified of losing the one person he has in his life. It turns out there's a convenient solution to that: just make sure he has no way out, and the rest will follow.

Scout wakes up in a van he knows all too well, loopy and hungover, and Sniper's waiting for him.

*

Or: Learning to live with claustrophobia in small spaces Or: Making the best of assisted living Or: You can’t outrun a fucking bullet ))

Are you like me? Do you enjoy Scout whump and Yandere!/Possessive Sniper? SpyDad? Do you want more of it in your life? If the answer is yes, than Pet is for you! No NSFW, just pure, delicious kidnapping and one-sided love.

General Fanfic Recommendations:

++Something's Up With Respawn by Camelot_taurus, Old Works (HarveyDangerfield)

(( Respawn starts to glitch, and the Administrator sets Engineer to work fixing it.

It doesn't take long for him to find out exactly what's going ))

Super funny, weird little oneshot. Basically, Respawn starts glitching and producing fucked up, Paperjam Dipper-esque clones of the Mercs.

++Mask Off by MatryoshkaDoll413

(( Scout is sick. Really sick. 'If we can't get this fever under control it's the hospital or the morgue' sick, and Respawn can't help him this time. They'd already tried that. He's gotten so delirious he's fighting Medic every second he's awake, not really lucid enough to remember so much as his own name, much less that of any of the team. Medic is ready to put him under full sedation and try and work things out from there, but Spy has an idea. ))

Wholesome SpyDad fic. Spy actually acts like a dad for once, for his sick little bunny.

~~++Scout, Respond by MatryoshkaDoll413

(( Scout wakes up in a dark, unknown place, with rocks bearing down on him and a spotty recollection as to how he ended up there in the first place. The only thing that keeps him sane is the voice of his team in his ear, telling him to talk, to breath, and, more than anything, to stay awake. ))

Scout gets trapped beneath a collapsed building, and receives comfort from his team over his headset while they race to dig him out. Super cute, definitely a must read, and I've done so more than once.

pick it all up (and start again) by bugbee

(( The clues had always been there, he had just never wanted to see them. Maybe neither of them had, instead content to deny the truth before their eyes for the rest of their days because it was better than confronting the alternative. Except Scout had died, and Spy wasn’t able to keep on pretending for his last moments. A part of Jeremy was glad for it, despite the simmering rage and betrayal and hurt. So when he tried to look God in the eye and tell Him that Tom Jones was his father… He couldn’t. Not really.

(Scout discusses his parentage with God, and stays dead for a little while longer. Well. A lot longer. On the plus side, he gets to attend his own funeral reception.) ))

An alternate take on Scout's death from the comics. Very Scout centric, obviously, and ends happily.

~~A Little Bird Told Me… by the_soup_specter

(( Medic learns a secret— something personal, powerful, big enough to cause a rift in the team of mercenaries that could tear two of them apart. And for once in his life… he’s not sure how to proceed.

With no better ideas, Medic decides to ask his fellow mercenaries for advice. But as dueling viewpoints begin to pile up, will he be able to make a decision before the team is changed forever? ))

Medic learns Spy is Scout's dad, and spills the beans. Everything turns out ok, but man the aftermath initially ain't pretty.

~~seven times he has to explain (and one time he doesn’t have to) by conner_is_alive

(( the trans scout obsession has me in a vice

also if i don’t vent my trans sadness i will literally rip a government building down brick by brick lmao ))

The fic that made me a trans Scout believer. If you're on the fence about that headcanon, maybe give this fic a read.

**~~Kith And Kin by BOREDGrace23

(( Mick never thought much of the BLU team. They were just clones, after all. Designed to be their opponents in a meaningless war.

That's why when he woke up, his vision blurry, his brain blistering from a headache like he'd just woken up from a hangover, and several burning questions about what had happened, he thought it was strange that they hadn't killed him already.

//

Or, BLU are clones and RED are decidedly not. They’re then forced to work together when their teams disappear. ))

If you like Emesis Blue, or horror in general, go read Kith And Kin. And when you finish, go give @boredgrace23 some love for such an incredible fic.

**++Der Junge by UpInFlamesWriting

(( Everyone on the team knows that Scout & Medic do not get along. They're like Sniper & Spy, except less bloodthirsty about it. Medic scares Scout, & Scout doesn't give Medic a reason to like him. When the two of them start being more than friendly all of a sudden, the team starts to worry, especially when it becomes obvious that Medic & Scout are keeping secrets from them. Scout & Medic are not about to tell the rest of the team that they are a pair of transsexual men, especially when Medic agrees to help Scout in his transition. For all the weirdness that goes on in the base, the world is not kind to queer people, & they aim to keep the reason behind their friendship a secret, even if it kills them. ))

Trans Scout and Trans Medic solidarity fic. I need more of this.

Eight Mercenaries and A Toddler by ChaosandMayhem

(( When Respawn malfunctions and their annoying Scout is turned into something far more precocious, it'll take all of the RED team's wits and patience to look after him. At the same time, Engineer must find a way to turn Scout back into an adult before the BLUs-or anyone else-realizes what's happened. No pairings, just a bunch of exhausted trained killers and one hyperactive child. ))

An Ancient Text from 2012 and the only FF.Net fic on this list, EMaAT is a classic for me. Lot's of Spy backstory, if memory serves. Quotes from this live rent free in my mind.

PracticalEspionage:

++Under the Lake by Her_AngelEyes

(( Engineer goes fishing. Hilarity ensues. ))

Don't let the description fool you. This is a non-con/mind break fic. If you like darkfic stuff, than this is for you~

[evervigilantnightshade]

The Line - Part 13

Reader and John have always straddled the line between playful flirting and taking things further. However when they are forced into a safe house and a secret comes out will they be able to save what they were heading for or is all lost.

Reader x John Price, Ghost, Soap, Gaz, Laswell, Original characters.

MDNI

Warnings: ALL THE SMUT

The next two weeks flew by. John had worked hard to respect Y/N’s wish to take things slow. They would go for walks daily around the farm, talking about their lives and getting to really know one another. They spend time with the family too. She got Charlie, Brooke and Emma to take Kyle and Johnny horseback riding which was an adventure because Johnny apparently was a natural whereas Kyle struggled. Emma ended up staying behind with Kyle because he barely left the yard. 

One night John even planned a candlelit dinner in the loft, just the two of them. Y/N felt like she was on cloud nine. John was so attentive, caring, and soft. This was a side of him she’d never seen and surprised her. Her heart would flutter when he would call her pet names or place his hand on her back. 

What really made her heart burst was seeing him with the kids. He was so good with them she thought about what he would be like with his own child. They were all currently sledding down the big hill by the forest. John had ridden down with both twins multiple times and even had Meadow laughing for the first time all week. They loved him, and it made Y/N happier than she’d been in a long time. 

After a snowball fight instigated by Johnny everyone headed inside for some hot chocolate. Y/N decided to go down and take a shower, the cold outside biting into her skin. 

She stood in the walk in closet stripping her clothes off and getting ready to take a shower. Her muscles ached of course but it was her core that ached the most. The more time John and her spent together in this relaxed setting the more she fell in love with him. The more she fell in love with him though the more she wanted him. She sighed and started looking for something to change into when she got out of the shower. 

She thought she heard a soft knock on the door but when she didn’t hear anything else she assumed it was a noise from somewhere else in the house. She then heard the door open and John called her name. She quickly looked for something to throw on, settling for an oversized hockey jersey. 

“Hey sorry, I know you’re getting ready to get in the shower but Freya accidentally spilled her hot chocolate on me. Don’t worry I got her a new one but I have to change because I’m covered in chocolate and it’s sticky.” 

Y/N stepped out of the closet and John was standing with his back to her shirtless. The muscles in his back flexed as he searched through his bag on the bed looking for a new shirt. She almost moaned at the site. She leaned against the wall by the bathroom enjoying the view.

“Hey.” 

“Hey,” He called over his shoulder. “Just give me two minutes and I’ll get out of your hair.” 

“Or… maybe not.” She said softly and he turned to look at her. 

All the air left his lungs when he saw her standing there in a jersey that barely covered her, her face flush and her eyes fluttering. 

“Oh sweetheart, that’s unfair.” 

“Maybe hold off a moment before putting a shirt back on.” She bit her bottom lip and his knees almost gave out. 

“Yeah,” He walked over and leaned against the wall across from her. “I can do that.” 

“Actually you know what, I think she got hot chocolate on your pants too.” 

“Is that right love?” 

“Mmm better take those off.” 

He reached down and popped open the button of his jeans before sliding his thumbs under the hem and slowly lowered his pants and discarding them, leaving him standing in only his boxer briefs. The outline of his hard cock prominent through the thin material. 

Y/N moaned at the sight of him and traced her finger up and down her thigh.

“You're playing a dangerous game here love.”

“Not a game.” She said as her fingers brushed the hem of the jersey. “You mentioned you were sticky.” 

John lost the ability to speak when her hand found its way under her jersey and she teased herself. Seeing him speechless made her smile. 

“You should take a shower if you’re sticky.” 

He nodded thoughtlessly as he watched her tease herself. She pushed herself off the wall and then grabbed the hem of the jersey pulling it over her head before turning around and heading into the bathroom. He stood there frozen until he heard the shower start and Y/N gently ask if he was coming. 

“What am I doing?” He scolded himself and quickly stripped out of his boxers and headed into the bathroom shutting the door behind him. 

The steam was filling the room and he made his way to the shower. The bathroom was large with a clawfoot tub on the left wall and a large shower on the right. He opened the door to the shower and stepped in. 

Y/N’s back was to him, letting the warm water pour down her skin. He took a step forward and ran his fingers gently down her spine. She softly moaned and leaned her head back. He closed the distance between them and let her rest her head on his shoulder as his hands went to the front of her body. He moved them up and he cupped her breasts, kneading them soliciting another moan from her. She reached back, grabbing his thighs and squeezing them.  

Seeing her exposed neck he lowered his lips to her skin, sucking and nibbling while his fingers danced south, a mixture of sensory overload and pleasure surged through her. The pressure inside her was already building. His fingers danced gently across her as if he was savoring the moment and she let out a whine. They both had been waiting for this moment for so long that she both was eager for it and wanted it to last. 

No longer being able to stand it she rolled her hips pressing herself into his fingers while also squeezing his thighs. A low chuckle shook his chest. 

“I hear you love.” 

His fingers pressed into her and her knees felt weak. He brought his arm around her to help her stand as his fingers slowly entered her, his thumb brushing against her swollen nub. 

“Oh god John, feels so good.” 

“I know, baby.” 

He pumped his fingers in and out of her, his thumb working on her clit and the edge of vision started to blur. She could feel her insides coiling up with that familiar warm sensation and she knew she was close. 

“So close.” 

“Cum for me baby. Cum all over my fingers. Be my good girl.” 

His words sent her over the edge and he held her close as her body arched and her body shook as her orgasm tore through her. When she was done he brought his fingers up to her lips and she eagerly opened them and began sucking on them. He pressed his cock into her back, grinding against her. 

“Turn around for me baby.” 

She turned to him and looked up at him with glassy eyes. 

“You’re so beautiful.” 

He leaned down and kissed her, his tongue swiping across her lips before she parted them and he pushed it in, tasting her. He moaned as her hand found his throbbing cock and she manoeuvred their bodies so that he was now under the stream of water.

“So big.” She moaned into his mouth and he smiled. 

“All for you baby.” 

She slowly lowered her body down, her tongue dancing over his chest and stomach. He swallowed thickly and braced his hand on the shower wall beside him. When she was down on her knees she looked him over fully, licking her lips. 

“All for me.” 

Her hand gripped him and she lifted his cock and her tongue licked him from root to tip before she lapped up the precum that was seeping out of him. John’s head fell back as she opened her mouth, sliding the tip while circling it with her tongue. 

“Fuck” he moaned and she hummed in approval. 

Slowly she slid her mouth down his cock, while her hand worked it from the base. She knew she wouldn’t be able to take him all, he was already filling her mouth and stretching her lips, but with practice, one day. 

She began bobbing slowly up and down, pushing him as far as she could to the point of choking and then easing up and pulling back. Repeating this motion over and over again increasing the speed as she went. 

As his breath became quicker and his moans longer she reached up with her hand, cupping his balls, rolling the sensitive skin in her hands massaging them lightly. 

“Darlin I’m not going to last long. Wanted this for so long. Where do you want me too…” 

Y/N looked up at him and the sight of her covered in drool bobbing on his cock almost sent him over the edge. She winked at him and continued sucking him and he started to feel it coming. He looked down and put his hand on the back of her head as his balls tightened. 

“I’m coming.” Was all he got out and she pushed him further into her mouth as he filled it.

He felt his knees tremble as she continued to clean him up, now sensitive to her mouth. Eventually she stood up and slid past him to wash the drool off her chest. He leaned over and rested his head on the back of her head, his arms wrapping around her stomach. 

“I love you so much.” He whispered and she smiled

“I love you too John.” 

They held each other as the water washed over them until John pulled back and grabbed the shampoo bottle and began washing Y/N’s hair. His hands massaged her scalp and she moaned causing him to smile. When he was done rinsing her he did the same with the conditioner and then grabbed the soap. His finger ran over her entire body and he ended up coaxing another orgasm out of her with his fingers. 

She did the same for him, washing his hair and his body but instead of using her hands or mouth to pleasure him she suggested they go to the bed, which John enthusiastically agreed to. They quickly exited the shower and he followed her to the bed, admiring her ass as she walked. When they got to the bed she sat down and moved her body to the middle and beckoned John with her finger. 

“Jesus love, how’d I get so lucky?” 

He got on the bed and positioned himself over her, his arms caging her in. She reached up and wrapped her arm around his shoulders pulling him down to kiss him. Her mouth conveyed the urgency she was feeling and shifted his weight to one arm as his other hand explored her breasts again. 

“John, I need to feel you inside of me.”

He spread her legs and positioned himself in between them. His fingers moved down to her core finding her still wet. 

“Baby I want to taste you, but right now my need to be inside you is so strong I just can’t wait.” 

“Lots of time for that later.” She said, placing her hand on his cheek.

He moved himself to her entrance slowly pressing himself in. He didn’t want to hurt her so he kept his eyes on her to be sure she was ok. She shifted her hip slightly and opened herself wide allowing him to enter her a little faster than he meant too. 

“Shit are you ok?” 

“I’m fine John, keep going.” 

Slowly inch by inch he sunk into her until he was in completely and he rested his forehead on hers. 

“So tight baby, fit me so well.”

“Feels so good John.” 

He slowly began pulling back out and then again slowly back in. A small involuntary snap of his hips at the end made her moan and squeeze the flesh of his sides where she had rested her hands.

He looked down at her and she had a smile on her face with her eyes closed and he leaned down and kissed her while pulling out faster this time and then back in again just as fast. She moaned into his mouth and it was the most amazing sound he had ever heard. 

He began thrusting into her then losing himself in the sensation. He looked down at where their bodies connected and moaned. 

“S’ like you were made for my cock.” 

Her fingers dug into his sides as he brought one hand up and started massaging her breast. Her moans encouraged him further and he sat back and reached his down rubbing his thumb over her clit, causing her back to arch off the bed. 

“Oh god John, feels so good.”   

His thrusts and thumb worked in tandem and he could feel her clamping down on his cock as her moans came out faster and louder. He could feel his own orgasm coming and increased his pace. Suddenly she cried out and clamped down on him calling out his name. He fucked her through her orgasm holding on until she finished before his thrusts became erratic and he let go, shooting his seed inside her. He sat buried inside her while he came down from cumming and then laid down beside her on the bed. 

“Holy fucking shit that was amazing.” She whispered as she panted. 

“I have no words. That was incredible. Can’t believe we waited this long to do this.” 

“Yeah we could’ve been doing this for like a year.” Y/N laughed 

“Well I guess we have a year to make up for.” John said and he crawled on top of her again.

[landinrris]

what's your favorite fic you ever wrote and your favorite one you read but didn't write

Oh God, not forcing me to pick a favorite child 😱 (thank you for making me think though 🫶🫶)

Uhhh.... the most I can get it down to is two universes, sorry 😅. It's split between either the entire Sleeping With Other People/Taste My Disaster trilogy and (surprise surprise) Double Exposure.

Taste My Disaster trilogy because all three fics feed into a larger narrative about meeting someone at the wrong time and then re-meeting them again at the right one. There's a lot of growth that happens on both Lando and Carlos' sides from start to finish. Even though the overall idea is adapted from one of my favorite movies, I made it my own in different ways. I also don't often write background ships that feature somewhat prominently, but I did here.

Double Exposure because of just the sheer batshit insanity I was on writing it that still seems to hold up a year and a half later. It was one of the first times I made a concerted effort to tap into the idea of an unreliable narrator and trying to capture the human element of just not wanting to hear a person out in an argument.

As for picking a favorite fic I've read.... oh god. There's a reason my fic recs are always in no specific order 😅. I love so many for different reasons, but if I had to pick like a novel length fic that I've read multiple times, it'd be "See You Again" by madlyiephasetwo. It's got angst, it's got smut, it's got background ensemble characters, it's got Galax, it's got royalty Lando and F1 driver Carlos. If you haven't read it, would 100% recommend.

Also, small shoutout to what was "serendipia" by erythromycinum. It was the perfect dreamy Mallorca get-together fic where Carlos and Lando meet each other by chance. It was deleted before I could download a backup, but if you're out there erythromycinum, I miss it every day 😢

[popart-vvv]

Arcana Analysis--The Amazing Digital Circus: Ragatha (The Lovers)

I see you, RagaPom shippers! I know you were jumpscared by the title of the arcana! Just hear me out.

We have Ragatha, a player in the Circus with a ragdoll avatar. She's a sweet girl with an optimistic demeanor, and Pomni's first friend in the Circus. As of late, however, it seems that she's putting on a front.

Her card is The Lovers, number six in the major arcana deck. Its prominent keywords are connections, relationships, and harmony. A large part of Ragatha's character up to the most recent episode is how she interacts with others, most prominently Pomni and Jax, a caustic rabbit.

When Pomni first arrives in the Circus, Ragatha is the first player to attempt a connection with her. As mentioned in the previous post, it fails because Pomni gets distracted by a supposed exit door, ending the first episode on an awkward gap between the two. Ragatha doesn't hold it against Pomni for long, however, and spends the next episode worrying for Pomni's safety. And who can blame her, considering the nature of the Circus? Thankfully, the end of the episode has Pomni acknowledge her and the other players. The end of the next episode has the two make more progress in their relationship, as Pomni sincerely thanks Ragatha for looking out for her in a moment of true friendship, much to Ragatha's delight. (wink wink, shippers ;) )

When reversed, The Lovers represents imbalance in the connections and relationships we make. When it comes to the other players, there isn't a lot of reciprocity between them and Ragatha, which is shown on full display in episode four. Ragatha and Jax fight a lot because of the latter's jackass behavior, particularly when the mood-swinging Gangle is involved. All of Ragatha's angry moments are directed towards Jax whenever he bullies Gangle, showing that she cares about Gangle as well. But all of that gets smashed to pieces after she accidentally ingests the druggish Stupid Sauce. Ragatha's filter is removed, and she voices her thoughts on Jax and Gangle out loud to their faces. For the former, she says "I, like, hate you, but I don't want you to hate me." Despite being frustrated with his bad behavior, she doesn't want him to feel the same about her. For the latter, Ragatha says "you're kind of annoying when you have your happy mask", a contradiction to her previous protective nature. While we don't get to know Jax's real feelings about her, Gangle privately admits to Pomni that she doesn't really trust Ragatha's attempts at positivity. In addition, notice this picture that Glitch posted after the release of episode 4:

Gangle drew this herself. It has her, Pomni, and Zooble, but no Ragatha. So it's possible that in future episodes, Ragatha will still try to be the big sister to Gangle, even though Gangle doesn't really like her after that one statement.

There is a bit of a tragic side to this selfishness, though. When Gummigoo, an NPC Pomni befriended in episode two shows up at Spudsy's, she tries to reconnect with him. Ragatha, having accidentally consumed the Stupid Sauce, takes note of it and thinks Pomni is flirting with him. She then remarks to herself "I wish someone would flirt with me". Maybe she wants a relationship on a deeper level in the Circus, but because of the dire situation of the setting, no one is willing to try it for themselves.

A secondary theme of the arcana is choice, which, when applied here, foreshadows the direction Ragatha's character development takes in the future. If she finds out about the mean things she said during her Stupid Sauce period, what does she do? Does she try to laugh it off, or does she bare her real thoughts and feelings? Alternatively, she may get caught in a more dire "rock and a hard place" situation.

To summarize, Ragatha made a genuine connection with Pomni, but she has to work on her relationship with the other players, Jax and Gangle in particular.

[bugbachelor]

I add that there is a very common mistake of believing that the Trix are gothic. The Trix are not gothic, there is nothing like that that says that.

https://www.tumblr.com/bugbachelor/771716099336208384?source=share

extremely true actually, thanks for the addition! they just are nawt. whatsoever

they do all have a surprisingly well telegraphed style considering they only get one casual outfit for them

Darcy dresses pretty casual except that her look is ripped right from the late 60s-70s. Icy's look is very put together and preppy. and Stormy has that flowy party girl look going

honestly i wouldn't call the general witch fashion in the show very goth either. (i tend to call them wannabe goth sometimes for laughs but they really aren't. at least not in a general sense)

they're alternative. maybe some mild baby goth vibes here and there. ripping these pics straight from my last rb where i talked more about witch fashion:

like yeah, there's definitely an alt tendency here. some actually looking more punk, some a bit goth. more prominent side characters like Lucy and Mirta also fit that bill really well, even bringing some actual blacks to the table which is very rare in the show

the thing is i'm not even sure i would even call the Trix all that alternative in their civilian style. they have super normal looks, not that different from the winx even. only really standing out by the three of them going with more monochrome colours (potentially a group decision). which makes something like Stella commenting on the Trix's appearance a bit hypocritical because they don't even dress that differently to the winx. Stella could easily pull some of their outfits off no problem (if she changed the colour, some of those do not work for her)

i think for the Trix it's really just the witch transformations that throw people off. where you get the super empathized dark eyeshadow and skin tight body suit look with arm warmers/gloves and boots. that's definitely the edgy look people have in their head when they think of the Trix

because the show doesn't care to elaborate much about witches we don't even know if witch transformations work similar to the fairies' or if they have any influence over the look. but the every day outfits where we know for a fact that Trix have to chose for themselves don't reflect that edgy vibe At All

you have much brighter colours, regular clothes, not even super adventurous or alt cuts, and a very moderate amount of makeup with very light eyeshadow and lipstick (super standard for the show, also what the winx do)

and we also know they don't just wear them to be more unassuming or something. they're still rocking their regular comfort style even when hiding out with Valtor and so on. that's just their actual preferred style

they just do not have that gothic look, barely even alt. not to say they don't have very cohesive personal styles. again, they do. they're just not as hardcore as they portray themselves personality wise. their bad girl persona just works so well they're even fooling the fandom into thinking they're dark and edgy when it comes to fashion

[jingerpi]

something weird after growing up unable to express your personhood (cult+queerphobia) is learning to understand how to relate to characters. learning that you can really like a character and see some aspect of yourself in them without them being literally you. it's so instinctual to hold characters so close and tightly and feel like they represent you and wash away anything characterizing them differently from you but over time you begin to learn to simply appreciate characters as what they are, as (fictional) people who are often as diverse and unique as real people, if not more so. it's okay to feel a connection to a character and have them be your favoritest even if they're different from you, it's okay, you can let go and acknowledge the things that make them different from you. maybe this is a hyperspecific experience that only applies to me and like 1 other person, but it really does feel like a strangely significant lesson in media and how to relate to it as a real person

[age-of-moonknight]

“Hunter’s Moon,” Vengeance of the Moon Knight, (Vol. 2/2024), #4.

Writer: Jed MacKay; Penciler and Inker: Alessandro Cappuccio; Colorist: Rachelle Rosenberg; Letterer: Cory Petit

[aeb-art]

i was trying to make up side characters for @8um8le's space friends and thought "every show needs a grump"

i'm not gonna finish this though, so y'all can have it now o7

[volfoss]

like i genuinely cannot believe thegall that she has quinn saying that oh they loved being servants... really??

[ID: Text reading:

"“I let them go into the front parlor together, and then I went into the kitchen for lunch, where Jasmine was just telling Big Ramona that they were rich. I hated to break up their happiness with my glum looks and I blamed it all on hunger. Besides, Jasmine had always been rich and so was Big Ramona. They just never wanted to leave Blackwood Manor, everybody knew."/end ID]

[the-judicial-assistants-notebook]

y'know, I've been seeing a lot more posts talking about how fanfic, specifically, puts characters into boxes and takes away the nuance of them, and while I think that's an important discussion to have, I also find it quite perplexing? Like, these posts seem to come from people who don't even, or maybe very rarely, consume fics in the first place, and I say that because, if you do consume fics semi-regularly, you kind of learn? how to gage what the stories and characterisation are going to be like based on the tags and summary? Sometimes, you do have to step into the fic to figure it out, but it hardly takes very long to realise if it gels with you or not. Idk, it's not anything serious or important, but it does give me... "girl, what were you doing at the devil's sacrament" vibes, you know?

[nitetime-moon]

Fighting Art Block Pt 1

[unproduciblesmackdown]

further musings with the ability to consider the overarching series wherein it like as ever, questioning how well anything was questioned when in the end it seems like it's going "okay let's look at these people we think are epic" where ultimately of course it's like oh they might also be shitty they might not get the best endings, b/c they couldn't Change....while characters like wendy who ostensibly did get [better endings, b/c you can change] status spent the whole time Not choosing to change, ends up with a foot in both camps w/axe & chuck, like okay watch me assuming she's just off to more of the same. but what mattered was that billions always considered her Epic. rian's not a character and didn't do anything and ended up clearly only another [just some asshole] employee who'd just like to keep showing up for the usual and stepping on & bullying other employees for ego, and the fact that it was completely believable she just committed to sticking with that forever until then it was like oh okay she's supposed to have only just now for some reason decided it's time to leave b/c she's just too nice? like, that is not convincing, i'm sure she's off to more of the same forever too anyways, but yet again the non plan here seems to have been determined by billions' deciding this character is like, ambiently epic. chuck sr gets alleged heartwarming moments (on his terms) b/c damn if he isn't epic at least, like axe and chuck sufficiently are. winston as a consummate cringe loser nerd couldn't ever be written anything in particular besides being crushed, which he deserves, and is so fun. ben kim on the other hand might be billions' specialest little guy who they Don't think deserves being crushed (as much) (and/or we can at least sympathize with him over it) but he doesn't get much of an ending to speak of or muse on b/c if anything his triumphs were about being a little more Epic but in the end maybe he just wasn't quite Epic enough, whether for a better or worse ending. b/c these other characters might end up either way but again if you're really worth talking about on the show at all you do simply have to have been Inherently Epic in the first place, which will no matter what guarantee you an epic consideration and material devoted to you, versus the inherent losers who will get no such thing no matter what. (wags was useless and an asshole but we Needed his involvement and focus and ending that was just fine thanks)

[dragonowlie]

My internet is back! *holds my downstairs neighbours like a cat that knocked over a potted plant* YOU!

anyway the second I realised my internet was fully back I immediately put on castlevania nocturne and there is so much I could say about it and if I had more energy I might but tldr

BAROQUE MUSIC

[silvvergears]

So I guess I'm going to spend the next four to five business days hyperfocusing on a potential Dishonored au for TOG ft. Hunter as Emily, Eda as Corvo, and Belos as the Royal Spymaster. I've already figured out most of the casting and how the storyline will shift and change (Hunter is older than Emily was and has a much more active role) for both games, and as soon as work is done I'm going to work on some art for it