#and rosa focused fic

[laciefuyu]

Enough screaming session about my faves manhwa now i slep

[lesbianpepsi]

your face is a like a melody, it won't leave my head

pairing: jock!amber freeman x volleyball player!fem!reader

summary: amber can't stop obsessing over a certain volleyball player

words: 2.379k

warnings: amber being a stab enthusiast, swearing, bad writing

authors note: my biggest red flag is giving all my fics long ass lana del rey lyrics as titles 😕🚩

Woodsboro High was like any other basic American high school. It had its popular kids, nerds, and of course the jocks. But one thing that separated Woodsboro from all the other schools was the jocks, more specifically the star jock player; Amber Freeman.

Not a sleazy guy named Jason Jackson but a girl named Amber Freeman.

She was absolutely notorious for her massive parties, how good she was at football and how stupidly attractive and athletic she was.

Everyone was fawning over her good looks and obnoxious attitude; well almost everyone.

You were the star of the volleyball team, the one who worked the hardest to gain the title of captain and went to every single practice to come out of it sweating like a pig.

You were the one in five hundred who did not like Amber Freeman.

Her cocky behaviour and rude attitude to students and some teachers who didn't deserve it made you go red with rage.

The feeling was heavily reciprocated as Amber made it very clear she did not like you.

"Accidentally" kicking her ball in your direction at lunch every time, snarky comments whenever she saw you and mistakenly using your locker to keep her things when she needed to change into her football gear.

It was anything but fun to deal with.

After a particularly rough practice session after school, you had to stay behind to clean everything up while your teammates headed towards the changing room to get their stuff and leave. Your oh so lovely coach didn't bother to help either, she simply threw the keys to lock the gymnasium at you and told you to lock up.

With a tired sigh you began rounding up all the volleyballs into a large black bag, throwing one in after the other. As you were about halfway done the doors opened, you sighed in relief as you hoped it was maybe your best friend Rosa had decided to help you clear up.

Grabbing a ball you turned to look at the doors, smiling widely before it quickly faded away when your eyes landed on who it was.

Amber Freeman stood there with a smug smile as she headed towards your direction, she was wearing her own jersey which told you she had just finished her own practice.

The jersey was the school's colours navy and yellow with the mascot being a panther, the front of Amber's jersey showing her signature number '96'.

The colour scheme was the same as your volleyball outfit; your long sleeved navy shirt with some stripes of yellow on it accompanied with short navy shorts that matched Amber's navy jersey and tight yellow slotted waist pants.

"What are you doing here, Freeman?" You grumbled as you stuffed a ball more roughly than necessary into the large bag.

Amber chuckled as she stood in front of you. "Coach didn't like my apparent 'arrogant' behaviour in practice so she said I gotta help the volleyball team clear up." She explained with a light rasp to her tone, something that you couldn't help but find hot annoying.

You scoffed as you picked up another ball off of the ground, dropping it into the half full bag. "Amber Freeman being arrogant, how shocking." You retorted, your tone dripping with sarcasm as you glanced at Amber.

The dark haired girl still had that smug grin that you wanted to desperately wipe off of her face. "Someone's grumpy, are you annoyed that you and your girl broke up?"

Your jaw clenched as you averted her gaze, focusing your attention back on the balls on the floor, much more aggressively than necessary shoving them into the bag.

"Fuck off, Amber. That's none of your business." Amber let out a laugh as she snatched the bag from your grip, opening it wider as she smiled at you.

Sceptical, you glared at her before you picked up three balls off the floor and dropped them in, the entire process being much faster with Amber holding the bag.

After a small period of silence much to your displeasure Amber broke it.

"Is it true you broke up with Neve 'cause she said she wanted to fuck me?"

You froze as your grip on the final ball tightened as you glared at her. You honestly thought she couldn't be any more of a bitch but here she was, in all her glory being a massive bitch.

"If Neve wants to make the mistake of fucking you then that's her and yours business, not mine." You replied, rubbing your thumb against the ball. "Well don't you worry baby cakes, I wouldn't sleep with her anyway." Amber asserted with a smirk, giving you a wink as she did so.

Your ears burned at her weirdly cute stupid nickname, your grip tightening even further.

Before even thinking you threw the ball weakly at Amber's face, resulting with her letting out a pained whine as the ball swiftly dropped into the bag. You grinned - mostly satisfied at the fact the ball dropped back into the bag- as you retrieved the full bag from her clutches.

"Whoops." You apologised as you tightened the top of the bag with the string, throwing it over your shoulder.

Amber rolled her eyes at your fake apology as she frowned like a hurt child, rubbing at her forehead where the ball hit.

"You're not funny." She grumbled out, moving her arms to cross them over her chest.

You narrowed your eyes at her with a smirk of your own. "I might not be funny but at least I'm not a reddit user."

Amber eyes widened in shock for a split second at your words, that only made your smirk grow even larger. She tilted her head to the side soon after, acting confused but you knew the truth.

"What are you even talking about?" She questioned. You stifled a laugh at fake confusion, you were positive Amber Freeman would not make a good actress.

"Does stumachersknife69 ring any bells, Freeman?" The jock averted your piercing eyes with a cough, finding a new interest on the floor. "I don't know what you're talking about." She mumbled.

You snorted a laugh as you nodded your head. "Sure you don't. Maybe I'll just have to ask Tara." You quipped making your voice sound more flirty at the end knowing how Amber would react to it.

Everyone in Woodsboro knew not to try to play any games with Tara Carpenter, Amber Freemans best friend. The football player was very protective over the smaller girl.

Amber's dark eyes glanced back at yours instantly at yours words, a glare on her face as she straightened her posture.

"The fucks that's supposed to mean?" She asked in an accusative manner. You shrugged your shoulders innocently as you smiled at her. "Well, you did say I was grumpy, so maybe I should start dating again. Tara's quite pretty, beautiful even and so sweet. What's not to like?"

"Like hell I'd let you go on a date with Tara." Amber said gruffly, her jaw clenching as your fake smile widened even further, knowing it would rile her up even more.

With a dry laugh you asked her: "Are you her personal guard dog or something?" your smiling becoming real at how annoyed Amber got.

"No, I just don't want her hanging out with douchebags like yourself." She cursed back. You watched her carefully as she took a step closer to you, glaring at you the entire time.

"How am I a douchebag? I've literally had like three girlfriends in my entire life and actually treated them with respect unlike you." You retorted with cockiness that faded once you noticed how lame what you just said sounded.

Thankfully Amber paid no mind to the fact you only had three girlfriends as her anger fizzled over. "Excuse fucking me? Are you saying I don't respect the people I go out with or something?"

You snorted a laugh as you stared at her in disbelief. Amber was the literal biggest player in the school, of course she barely cared about the girls she slept with. "You fuck 'em and leave 'em on the very same day without warning, that's kinda of a douchebag thing to do."

The jock stool another step closer until the point she was in your personal space, breathing heavily as she gazed into your eyes. "Oh shut the fuck up." She growled, the air around you suddenly starting to feel much warmer.

You didn’t wait a second to think of a reply before two words appeared on the tip of your tongue, escaping before you could do anything about it.

“Make me." You challenged with a smirk.

Amber opened her mouth to say something but faltered at the last second, shutting her mouth. The dark haired girl cocked her head to the side with raised eyebrows. “What did you just say?” She asked you in a low voice.

Your eyes flickered down to her pink lips before back to her dark eyes, licking at your own lips.

“I said make me.”

The football player didn't waste another second before her lips were on yours, capturing your lips eagerly as one of her hands moved to the back of your neck, pulling you even closer.

The bag full of volleyball balls had dropped from your shoulder to the ground, the impact making it reopen as all of the balls escaped with a roll.

Amber nor you paid any attention to it.

Your own arms wrapped around her waist as you pulled her even impossibly closer as you kissed her back just as fiercely.

The dark haired girl faintly tasted like raspberry apple, a taste you had never found so addictive and delicious until now.

Your heart beating faster than it had all of practice at the feeling of Amber Freeman’s soft lips on your own. Shutting your eyes it was as if you’d gotten much more sensitive, the feeling of the butterflies in your stomach intensifying.

Amber’s tongue professionally slided along your bottom lip as she begged for entrance. You whined pathetically loud at the feeling as you quickly went to complied to her request, soon after

Amber greedily shoved her tongue inside your mouth.

Your hands gripped at her jersey; your knees started to feel weak as her tongue explored your mouth.

The jock’s other hand held your waist with firmity, her thumb gently moving up and down your waist.

You couldn't bring yourself to pull away from Amber’s addictive soft lips, no matter how much your lungs begged you for oxygen.

Unluckily you didn't get much of a choice when you’d pull away when you heard a booming voice.

“Yo! Freeman where you at?”

You recognised the voice as Chad Meeks Martin’s voice, the second most popular footballer player at Woodsboro.

Amber hurriedly pulled away from you, breathing heavily as she still held you. It took you a moment or two to open your eyes, your breathing as erratic as Amber’s.

It definitely didn't calm down when the first thing you saw was Amber’s flushed cheeks and swollen lips, her signature smirk toying at her lips.

Your eyes locked with hers as you loosened your grip on her jersey, swallowing dryly.

You could feel the jock’s fingers playing with your hair as she leaned closer, her mouth hovering over your ear.

“I'll see you tomorrow, Y/n.” Amber whispered out in a sultry tone, kissing your cheek as she pulled away.

Before you could argue Amber's hands dropped from your body as she left without another glance, leaving you alone feeling flustered and as much of a mess you had at the end of practice.

It took you five minutes before you could move, silently repeating your previous actions as you kept the volleyball balls into the black bag. The warmth on your cheeks never leaves.

Once you actually kept everything you headed towards the locker room that was empty. You didn't bother taking a shower and as you decided taking one at home would be easier.

Throwing your backpack over your shoulder you locked the gymnasium before you kept the keys in Mrs Smith and Miss Myers small office near the gymnasium.

As you opened the door you saw Miss Myers inside writing away on her notepad, she jumped at the sudden entrance before she turned to give you a sweet smile.

“Y/n, great to see you, how was your practice?” She asked you in a honey sweet voice, very different to the deafening yells she’d give the football team when they played a game or were practising.

Without a doubt she was the scariest teacher at the school.

You grinned back at her as you nodded your head weakly. “Knackering, one of the hardest we’ve had in a while.”

She barked out a laugh as she threw her notebook to the side. “I can see you're still quite flushed.

That was more Amber's fault than Coach Smith but you didn't dare tell her that. Instead you laughed before you gave her the keys.

“Smiths made you lock up again?” You nodded your head, rolling your eyes as you grinned. “Captain duties apparently.”

She gave you a sly smirk as she took the keys from you, hanging them next to the dozen other keys they had.

“You're as dedicated as my quarterback.” Miss Myers complimented. You tilted your head to the side as you played with the strap of your backpack. “Freeman? I thought she was a hassle in today's practice?”

She laughed as she waved at you dismissively. “Amber is never a hassle in practice, that girl always tries her best and it shows.”

You blinked at her confused; Amber's earlier words replaying in your mind of her saying she had to come and help you clean up.

Had Amber lied to you to just see you?

Shaking your head weakly you smiled at Miss Myers one last time as you took a step back. “I'll see you tomorrow, Miss.”

“See you, Y/n, get home safely.” She replied with a wave of her hand, you waved back before you turned on your heel, exiting the building.

Amber Freeman’s irresistible smirk all you could think of as you headed back home.

[kurogane2512]

First off let me say god your works are absolutely amazing as always kuro! Signora def deserves more love. I wanted to ask if you could do a fic for Signora where reader just loves to bury their nose on her neck and inhale her scent after being away from each other for a long time and just being all fluffy and stuff (of course you're welcome to add some nsfw 👀). Also could i be the 🐯 anon? That's all keep up the amazing work!

This is so cute oh my god ugh to hold and bury my face in her�� also yes certainly go ahead with that anon name pls its so suitable for Signora reminds me of the nickname she had for reader in my books🤭

18+ CONTENT

Game: Genshin Impact

Characters: La Signora x fem!reader

Type: Smut and Fluff (kissing, pampering, thigh riding)

The Fair Lady strutted inside her office, reading over documents and pondering strategies for her next mission when a knock was heard on the door. She nitted her brows as she had asked to not to be disturbed for the next few hours unless something was very urgent.

"Who is it?" she demanded, her voice ringing across the room.

"A-Apoligies, my lady. It's urgent...." one of the guards replied in a scared tone. Signora grew suspicious and exhaled a sigh.

"Come in and make it quick."

She turned towards her shelf to keep the documents in a file while the door opened to allow the person to walk in.

"Start speaking already." she ordered as she arranged the documents in the file, not turning around to look at the person.

"Ahem, I'm afraid you'll have to come with me somewhere, milady~"

Signora's eye widened at the familiar voice, she quickly turned around and was taken by surprise at who was standing in front of her.

"Y/n?! When did you—?"

You chuckled at her surprised state then closed the door behind you and walked closer to her. "Oh, did I really manage to surprise you with my early arrival, Rosa?~"

Signora blushed for a moment then smiled before pinching your cheek, "Why did you not tell me you'll come back earlier? I would have come to pick you up."

"Ow ow! Sorry, I just wanted to surprise you!"

She smiled and released your cheek then caressed your face, "Hmph~ Is that all you can do for a surprise?~"

You smirked, "Heh~ And here I thought you'd be pleased to see me earlier than expected. Guess I should have come later than intended~"

Signora chuckled before leaning close to your face, muttering a 'shut up' while ghosting your lips. You smiled back then connected your lips with hers, engaging in a sweet and gentle kiss. Her hands cupped your face while yours snaked around her waist and pulled her closer, your bodies pressed together as the kiss turned heated with your tongues dancing passionately.

"Mm.... Aahh.... Y/n~" Signora moaned in between the kiss, her angelic voice filling your ears making you more desperate for her. You released the kiss after a while, panting heavily while gazing at each other. She then wrapped her arms around your neck and tightly embraced you, caressing your head while you lovingly held her and relaxed.

"Did I disturb you? You sounded irritated earlier...."

"....No, it's okay. I was just focused on work and didn't want to be interrupted."

"T-Then, I'll come later—" you let go of her and stepped back, "I was too excited to meet you, I should have chosen a better time."

Signora hated having to send you away, she shook her head and quickly held your hand. "I said it's okay, I was due for a break anyways."

She determindedly gazed at you and you smiled in return, "Hmm.... not eager to send me away, milady?~"

Oh, how cheek of you she thought. She pulled you in and embraced you again, not willing to speak further and just wanting to hold you. You smiled to yourself and wrapped your arms around her again, snuggling into her neck and breathing in her scent.

"You smell so good, Rosa.... Isn't that my favorite perfume?"

"Mhm, it is. I just happened to wear it today, turned out to be a good decision now~"

You nodded and shifted closer, causing her to step back and lean against the shelf. She felt your lips against her skin and in no time, you started planting light kisses on her neck and exposed chest.

"Mm~ Y-Y/n.... my love~" Signora moaned and tilted her head back, giving you the chance to kiss further up and lap at her neck while massaging her breasts.

"Hah... sorry, I just can't hold back.... I missed you so much I—"

"Shh~ It's okay~" she put her finger on your lips and kissed your cheek, "Let's become comfortable, shall we?~"

You nodded with a blush then followed her as she made her over to the sofa and sat down then pulled you on her lap, making you straddle her. She proceeded to pull her dress down and reveal her breasts for you to touch then held your waist and positioned you on her thigh. You dived in and immediately took her breast in your mouth, licking and sucking her hardened nipples while kneading the other breast.

Signora softly moaned and pushed your head closer, letting you be enveloped in her soft bosom while your hips subconsciously rubbed on her thigh. She internally chuckled and pushed her leg up making it hit your clothed core, a muffled moan leaving your mouth sending vibrations to her as well. She cooed and held your hips to make you grind more, she knew how much you wanted this.

"M-My~ So desperate.... mhm.... how adorable you look, m-my love~"

You hissed and molded her breasts harder, pinching her nubs and lightly grazing your teeth around them before sucking more intensely. She guided your hips further and in no time you were desperately grinding her thigh to seek your release, your clit rubbed against her skin in just the right way and she could feel your wetness seep down. You held her tightly as you nuzzled into her neck and panted out, seeking more friction and rubbing faster as you felt your orgasm approach.

"Mmm.... Rosa... Aaah~ Cumming.... Please~"

"Aww~ I wanted you to hold on longer, love~"

"N-No... please... let me... ngh~"

"Hehe~ Alright, I'll be kind for now. Go ahead and cum for me, my darling~"

She bounced her leg up making you whimper and finally release with a breathless moan. She held you close as you came down from your orgasm then held your chin and tilted your face up to kiss you, "Well done, my love~"

[idontplaytrack]

hi!! could i request a fluffy rosa diaz x reader fic where reader works as a detective at the precinct and rosa kind of has a soft spot for her (more like a crush on her), so when rosa gets sick like in that one episode reader finally convinces rosa to admit she doesn’t feel good and takes her home and takes care of her? tysm!!

Hermosa

- Rosa Diaz x detective fem! reader -

Warnings: coarse language, fluff, implied smut at the end

Thank you for your request! :)

You clocked in at exactly nine o’clock that morning. Right on time, you looked at the desk opposite of yours and it was empty. “Amy, has Rosa come in yet?”

“Oh. No.” Amy’s eyes widen briefly, shocked.

“Oh, wow. Rosa’s not here yet? Doesn’t she stay like really near here?” Jake remarked.

“Yes she does.” Gina chimed in, “Her apartment is the closest to the precinct.”

“Is she not coming to work today?” Amy asks you.

“If I knew that, I wouldn’t have asked you.”

“Right.” Amy smiled sheepishly, focusing back on her work.

“She hasn’t texted you or anything?” Jake carries on the conversation with you while you got settled.

“No, I just thought she was already here-” Before you could say anything else, hurried footsteps interrupted your train of thought. Your eyes followed the sound, which turned out to be Rosa who’d just arrived.

“Holy shit, girl.” Gina broke the silence as the rest of the squad watched her, bewildered, “You look like hell.” Rosa scowled, sitting down in her chair.

You’d been glaring at her since the moment she sat down across from you. Rosa shot you a look meaning for you to drop it and leave her alone. That was the end of that conversation for a bit. Meanwhile, she was sniffly and sneezed a handful of times. Not to mention she looks pale as a sheet. She somehow made it to lunch before you got so annoyed that you pulled her aside, “Will you just admit you’re sick and let me take you home?”

“y/n, I’m fine. Diaz’s don’t get sick.”

“Oh, yeah? What are you then? Just trying a new makeup look for Halloween?” You huffed.

Rosa chuckles. “What’s so funny?” You ask, almost offended.

“Ha ha.” She responded, “You’re not scary.”

“Rosa!” You nearly rolled your eyes, “You’re sick, please just let me take you home so you can rest? The last thing I want is you passing out on the gross precinct floors.”

“Wait a minute-” Rosa got all serious for a second, “You said ‘please’?”

“What?” You asked, puzzled.

“You asked if you could please take me home.” She pointed out.

“So?”

“So, okay.” She shrugged, “Whatever.”

“Okay?” You repeated, not expecting her to agree.

“Rosa’s going home?” Jake gasps, “Oh, she so likes you.”

“Shut the fuck up.” Rosa complains, tossing an eraser at him.

“I’ve been watching you two, Diaz.” Gina added on, “Very flirty~”

You tried to hide a blush that very clearly still showed. “You two would be great together.” Charles chimed in, “So great.”

“Also, that height difference is mwah- perfect.” Gina wasn’t done.

“I agree.” Amy shrugged, “Rosa’s always had like a soft spot for you. From the day you started, even.”

“Wow, you guys are suddenly experts, huh?” Rosa scoffed, “Let’s go, y/n. Ignore them- they’re a bunch of kids.”

————

As Rosa laid on her couch, you were at the stove cooking her some soup. “Hey.”

“Yeah?” You glanced at her over your shoulder.

“Do you buy what they say?”

“What do you mean?” You asked nervously.

“Do you think they’re right? That I’ve had a crush on you since you joined our squad?”

You stayed quiet for a minute, stirring the soup. “Um…you’re not gonna beat me up depending on my answer, are you?”

“What?” Rosa guffaws, and ended up coughing. “No, that’s crazy.”

“Well, if I’m being honest. I hope they are, because literally- god, this is going to sound so stupid.”

“Oh, just say it.” Rosa insisted, grabbing a tissue to blow her nose.

“Over time, I’ve found myself liking you as more than a friend. But- despite all the time we spend together while on the job, I realise I still don’t really know you. But I mean, the squad thinks we’re best friends. And I’d like to think that we’re close because you haven’t threatened to chop me up yet and compared to how you are with the rest of them, don’t you see a difference? I mean, do you?” You panicked at the end.

Now Rosa was stunned into silence. That was a first. “Honestly…I didn’t even realise what I was doing. It just naturally happened over time- Holt kept partnering us up and little by little, we got closer.” She began, “I guess…I didn’t dare to take a bigger step to actually flirt with you because I get so nervous, I suck at it. And- I didn’t know if you were attached or not so I didn’t want to weird you out either.”

She’s never one to talk about her feelings- she says it makes her want to throw up. But she actually opened up and talked to you. You were shocked, then you were somewhat…honoured. Maybe also a little smug that you managed to get that out of her.

You turned the stove off, grabbing a bowl and a spoon. “I’m not seeing anyone and I’ve never had a boyfriend or a girlfriend before.” You admit, she walks over to the kitchen- to you, and wrapped her arms around you from behind. “You’re the first person that I’ve fallen for so quickly and so hard, it feels terrifying, but also equally exciting. But I just- I really didn’t know and didn’t want to say anything because I was afraid of the outcome.” You managed to say before her grip around you tightened fully, and she’d rested her chin on your shoulder.

“Will you be my girlfriend?” She asked softly as she watched you ladle a scoop of the chicken noodle soup into the bowl. You would’ve dropped the damn ladle if you weren’t so aware that she had her arms around you.

“Will I be your girlfriend?” You repeated her question in disbelief, “Oh, my God. Yes, Rosa.”

She chuckles into your ear, sending a chill down your spine and made you squirm, “I won’t kiss you because I don’t want you to get sick, but once I’m better, you’re about to get pampered, hermosa.” You asked her to let go of you so you could take the bowl over to the table, and she does.

“Eat with me.”

“Yeah, I will. Just gonna set this down for you first.” You told her.

Rosa tells you to return to the precinct after lunch, but you said no. “Holt let me. Besides, he says if they needed me, I’ll get a call. I don’t think he was expecting me to go back today, anyway.”

Rosa smirked, “What do you mean, y/n?”

“What I mean, is that he seems to know about your little crush on me.”

“No he doesn’t.”

You snorted, “Please- he so does. Yesterday, I was out with him for a case. He asked me directly if I liked you and if I’d noticed that you’ve been extra nice to me. Also, it was very funny to see that look on his face when I dragged you into his office so he could see how pale you were.”

“Hilarious.” Rosa agreed, “Thanks- for making me the soup and making me come home.”

“No problem.” You smiled, eating a spoonful of the food.

“Look, this soup is great, but why couldn’t we get pizza?”

“That dairy’s just gonna make you more congested.” You pointed out. “Like I would care.”

“You might not, but I do. I’m the one that’s taking care of you and having to deal with your whining.”

“My whining?” She gasps dramatically, “God, y/n. I think that’d be you. We made out at the New Year’s party and you were whiny freaking mess.”

You blushed thinking about the memories of that night. “Speechless?” She teased, “What do you say you get us dinner tonight and I’ll give you a little thank-you? I might be sick and can’t kiss you, but there’s a lot I can do with just my hands.”

“I’ll think about it.” You shrug, a smirk creeping onto your face.

[magnificoluvr]

— silly rosas royalty fic based on my own post

With a light sigh, Queen Amaya climbed the stairs of the Rosas castle. Earlier, she was a part of setting up for the upcoming wish ceremony, and it had taken much longer than expected due to a few minor complications. Thankfully, everything was sorted out in due time, though it admittedly exhausted Amaya. She wasn’t sure what time it was now — likely after midnight — but she was glad to finally be heading to bed. By now, she knew that her husband would likely already be fast asleep. Unlike most nights, she could fall asleep without a string of complaints about his day before the two slept; not that she minded, truly, but the silence would be appreciated this evening.

Opening the door to their shared chamber, Amaya looked to the wide bed in the middle of the room. Sure enough, a distinct figure lay snugly under the bedsheets. Feeling relieved, she stepped into the room, closing the door behind herself, and got ready for sleep.

Sitting at the edge of her side of the bed, she took a moment to gaze down at the sleeping Magnifico, who was lying on his side and facing Amaya. He looked peaceful, judging by the content expression on his face, lips slightly parted. His chest and shoulders rose with every slow breath he took in his slumber, and his hands met beside his head, one next to the other. An endeared smile on her face, Amaya lifted a hand to lightly brush away stray bangs that had fallen onto his face.

Turning her head away to yawn, she was reminded of her desire to rest. Amaya laid down and pulled the bedsheets over herself — what she could manage to gather, anyway, since Magnifico had a tendency to take them for himself while asleep. Turning to face Magnifico, she reached over to his hand that was facing up and held it in her own before she let out an exhale and closed her eyes. As tired as she was, she never could fall asleep right away, and didn’t doubt that this night would be the same. Even so, she laid there for a while, silent and still. Perhaps she should have prepared tea prior to coming to bed, she thought, but it was too late now.

As it was most nights, the chamber was incredibly silent; a pin could drop and it would echo. Even the wind outside settled into quietude at this hour. That factor, combined with the moonlight gleaming softly through the window’s curtains, tended to make for a good atmosphere conducive to dozing.

When Amaya was half asleep, steadily slipping into slumber, she felt something that began to pull her out of it. After a moment, she recognized that her hand was being tightly gripped; she opened her eyes and, adjusting to the darkness, discerned that it was Magnifico’s hand that was under hers. Focusing on his face, she saw that his eyebrows were furrowed and his mouth formed a frown, with sweat beading on his forehead. His features were scrunched up as if to convey discomfort or pain, yet his eyes were closed. The concerning sight woke her instantly. She sat up, noting that his breathing had become unsteady, and freed her hand from his grasp to gently shake his shoulder.

“Mi rey?” Amaya called, keeping her voice low, in an attempt to wake her husband. This wasn’t the first time something similar had happened, but it was months ago. When Magnifico didn’t open his eyes, she nudged him again. “Mi–”

Suddenly, with a gasp, Magnifico woke with a start, springing up to be sitting. Amaya recoiled slightly, having flinched at the unexpected movement. Worry painted her face while she watched him closely. The man hadn’t seemed to notice her yet, his eyes wide with panic that darted around the room, so she put a hand on his shoulder with hesitance. He, too, flinched at the contact, but his expression softened when their eyes met.

“Oh, Amaya, darling,” Magnifico sighed, sounding relieved. His breath appeared to slow to some degree upon seeing her.

“Are you alright?” She questioned, raising her tone to match his and leaning in a little. Her hand remained firm on his shoulder, but it was clearly a caring gesture.

“I had a terrible dream.” He responded as though waiting for her to ask, looking away to stare down at the blankets. Out of sheer habit, he slicked back his messed-up hair with one hand as he recollected his thoughts. Amaya waited patiently for him to continue.

She wasn’t sure how long it had been since she came to bed. It could have been minutes or hours, there was no way to tell. Really, it didn’t matter, for any tiredness she had melted away for now. There were more important matters on her mind, like the one in front of her.

Magnifico closed his eyes, his jaw clenching. “It was like I was there again,” he started after a minute of silence, tilting his head to see Amaya once more. “In my childhood home, with my family. When everything…” He trailed off. Quieter, he instead said, “It felt so real.”

He looked incredibly vulnerable, a somewhat rare sight. Amaya wondered if he might be feeling like that scared little boy from years past. “Breathe,” she said, and for once, he inhaled deeply. The king’s gaze was trained on her. “It’s over. You’re safe now.”

“Yes, but..”

“It won’t happen again, mi rey.” She let her hand fall from his shoulder to take his hands in her own. “We built this kingdom so that would never happen again.”

He exhaled. “...Right.”

“And you are the one keeping us safe.”

Slowly, he nodded, taking her words in. His eyes flitted between hers, as if searching for something. “You’re right.”

Gently, Amaya caressed the back of his hand with her thumb. A few seconds passed before Magnifico leaned in to give her a peck on the cheek. “Thank you, my love,” he murmured while leaning back. He squeezed her hands briefly as a small smile graced his face.

As usual, she couldn’t help but smile back. Remembering that they should both be getting back to resting, Amaya tore away from his hypnotic stare to look at their entwined hands instead. “Do you need anything? Hot tea, or…?”

Magnifico let out a soft chuckle. “No, I think I’m alright.” He paused, before continuing, “Why don’t we just.. lay down, for a while?”

“That would be nice,” Amaya agreed. Their hands parted and they returned to their earlier positions. Magnifico wrapped an arm around his wife and pulled her close, and Amaya gladly returned the embrace. It felt good to be so close in the tranquil atmosphere, since it wasn’t often that the two cuddled in such a way, often more concerned with just getting a proper amount of rest for the following day. Still, it was a simple pleasure they were glad to indulge this night.

The couple settled into their embrace, each closing their eyes in preparation to return to sleep. Quietly, Magnifico took another deep breath. Although he wasn’t saying anything, Amaya could sense that his paranoid thoughts weren’t quite kept at bay. Often, it would certainly take more than a few soothing words to ease his worries, especially when it came to matters of the city, but he seemed intent on figuring it out himself.

“Mi rey?”

“Hm?”

“Everything is going to be fine. Okay?” Her voice was hardly above a whisper. She wasn’t sure how much she could do for him now, considering she could feel herself getting tired again, but she hoped it would help at least a little.

After a few seconds, Magnifico echoed her words. “Everything.. is going to be fine.” It sounded as though he was speaking more to himself. Even if there was no active threat, it wasn’t hard for him to spiral. They were both glad that Amaya was there to ground him.

Thankfully, it appeared to work well enough, as he soon fell back to sleep. It didn’t take long before Amaya followed in his footsteps, the two more than comfortable in their warm position.

Even if, perhaps, they could not prevent the happenings of the past from repeating themselves, it was certain that everything would be fine, so long as they stuck together.

In a moment like this, neither could consider any alternative.

[fatuifvcker]

I demand Signora giving her s/o some fingering in private.

Thank you I never knew I needed this!

A/N: Reader is GENDER NEUTRAL, but is AFAB. Signora got a hold on me omg ever since i saw her I've been Down Horrendous. In this fic she is referred to as Signora and her real name. so I hope thats okay with yall lmao

Word Count: 0.8k

Warnings: NSFW, 18+, MINROS DNI PLEASE. Fucking in front of a mirror, pet names, no use of y/n, one (I think?) use of ma'am (just in case...)

You were squirming beneath the Harbinger, “Signora-”

“Dear,” She interrupted you, clicking her tongue. “I told you that you don’t have to call me that behind closed doors.”

“Sor-” You went to apologize but the look on her face stopped you, “yes ma’am… Rosalyne.”

La Signora threw her head back, “You’re so adorable,” her hands began to roam down your bare chest and towards the elastic band of your underwear. She placed a kiss on your neck, most definitely leaving a lipstick stain. “Let’s get you out of these, shall we?”

You nodded and Rosalyne slowly pulled your underwear down. Your eyes shut momentarily and you inhaled sharply as the cool air met the warmth between your legs.

“I want you to watch me-” She stopped herself and it seemed as if she had an idea… “Stand up.”

You did as you were told, awkwardly, but you did it. You stood there, hugging yourself, while she situated herself on her bed, across from the large standing mirror. She motioned for you to sit in her lap and you swallowed hard.

You nodded and slowly made your way towards Signora. You sat in her lap and her hands rested on your thighs. She slowly pulled your legs apart and began to tell you what was about to happen, “I want you to watch yourself. I want you to see how good I make you feel. Don’t look away, my dear~”

Your eyes met hers in the mirror and you nodded. You looked down at yourself and you felt your stomach flip. This was new and exciting but you were still so nervous. You were with a Harbinger and you were not anywhere close to her rank. But there you were, sitting on her lap, in her chambers, about to get your world rocked.

Two of her fingers slipped into you and a soft whine escaped you. Her fingers were cold. You swallowed hard once more and squirmed slightly on her.

“We can stop if you need-” She started, but you shook your head. “If you need to leave, or… Want to change positions, just let me know.” She spoke into your neck, “I’ve heard about just how much you want to know how good I taste…” Her voice was low.

Your stomach dropped and a moan left your parted lips. Rosalyne laughed and her fingers began to pump in and out of you. Slowly, but they stayed at a constant pace. She knew what she was doing.

“Rosa-” You choked on your words. She reminded you to keep your eyes open and your breathing picked up, “Please, faster-”

Rosalyne smirked into your neck, her cold eyes staying on yours. Her teeth scared your skin and your hips rolled into her hand.

“So eager…” She picked up the pace, her fingers hitting all the right spots. You bucked this time and Signora pulled her hand back from your neck and stayed focused solely on you. Your head rolled back and looked up at her with half lidded eyes.

“You’re already so close?” She questioned. You didn't answer. You couldn’t. Instead you looked back at the mirror and saw your own face contorting with pleasure. Her fingers were quicker but she was still a constant, very much so not sloppy, pace. Your toes began to curl and your stomach was in knots. A heat was coming over you, one you hadn’t felt in a long time.

“Please-” You began to beg, “I’m close-”

“Since you’re so sweet-” Rosalyne let out a soft laugh, “Get as loud as you want my love, no one can hear you from in here.”

You let out a loud moan and cried out her name. You gripped the bed sheet beside you and your eyes shut tight. You were making a mess on Signora and she didn’t seem to mind. For now. Her fingers slowed down and pulled out of you.

Rosalyne was quick to put her fingers in her mouth and you leaned back, looking up at her. Breathing heavily, you sighed, watching Rosalyne suck her own fingers. You could only feel yourself growing more wet.

“You taste divine…” She stated, pulling her fingers from her mouth with a pop, “You try.”

She slipped her fingers into your mouth, the pads of them resting on your tongue. You shut your eyes momentarily and sucked on her fingers. She watched you with a smile.

“So obedient-” Signora smirked as she pulled her fingers out of your mouth, “And all mine.”

You nodded, “I’m all yours,” Your voice was soft and quiet, “Only yours…”

There was a brief silence before you spoke up, “Um,” You were still reeling from the fact Singora had invited you into her private chambers, let alone finger fucked you, so words were hard to search for. “May I- How can I repay you?”

“Repay me?” Rosalyne’s head rolled back again. “This was not a favor.” Her voice was suddenly serious. “I enjoy your company, it's a nice stress reliever… But, I do have an idea… And a few hours before my next meeting. Would you like for me to lie down or sit on your face?”

Your stomach flipped with excitement. “Whatever will please you, Rosalyne!”

“You really are eager to please, aren’t you?”

[goldenteaset]

So unlike my other posts for @tristampparty , this one is focused on two things that are connected but not directly. But they are about the twins, who are Plants, so it fits the theme. XD

I have so many thoughts about Vash's panicked/drowning reaction in the Plant fluid and Nai's reaction to it. "Breathe, Vash." It's another unexpected reminder that for all he projects onto Vash, he does genuinely care for him (which makes everything worse). As, well, erotic horror as the tentacles right afterward is, I can't help but read it also as Vash trying to fight off a life preserver...

And now, we get into what I like to call "I'm Biased Toward A Specific Sort of Antagonist And Unfortunately I'm Also A Writer", aka a fic idea poorly disguised as analysis. And also a post about how attractive(ly scary) Nai is. XD;

Every day I thank Studio Orange for Nai, and also hope desperately that at least some shred of what I'd like to see with him actually happens.

Look at him. What a wonderful smile! And it's so deliciously jarring compared to the corpses that are all around him and Vash. Episode 3 and that "Does it cure the loneliness?" line were the creators preparing a lure, and then by episode 9 they cast it with That Smile to younger Vash in this exact spot, and here they hooked me and never let go.

My favorite antagonists deeply care for the protagonist, often in very complicated ways that offer up a hundred interpretations, but the most common one is love. Nai loves Vash--the memories of him, the idea of him, the saint, the sinner. And in this moment, he almost comes to love him as a person, too. "Join me, and we can save our kind." (Also of note: I love how this is framed so that the audience can see this side of Nai as well. It's a very compelling moment and wouldn't be out of place in an otome game.)

I was so excited for more of this: more Nai gently denying Vash his autonomy, lovingly indoctrinating/baptizing him into his cult as a fellow Angel and what that might mean!

...And then I realized that this scene happened only a few minutes in and oh. Oh no.

Don't get me wrong: I love/am horrified by the Tesla scene, and the desert and Rem scenes are amazingly done. But they're forceful, like Nai is embodying that "Gentle Persuasion" meme, and that just isn't scary to me. I would've mostly kept them as they are, but maybe leaned more into the "Everything I did was for you/a paradise for us" lines. Because yes, Nai is being a manipulative slimeball here, but I also think he has 1000% chugged his own Freudian koolaid so much that it's leaking out of his pores.

So I'd do it all mostly backwards, is what I'm saying: show the scene with Rem first, then the desert, then Tesla, then combine the "Join me~" + geranium garden scenes into one. It can convince Vash and the audience. Vash is now worn down, and more importantly he sees Nai as both a savior and, like the other Plants, someone who needs him.

Have there be visions of Vash's companions in the geranium garden (but conveniently far away) happily interacting with the Plants. Show Rosa and her baby! Wolfwood and Livio with the other orphans! So many knife-twisting ways to make this all seem like the best of all possible worlds. Have Vash mindbreak himself.

Now when Vash transforms and starts consuming July/impregnating the Plants, it's not just happening because he's just an empty vessel: Vash earnestly thinks it's the right thing to do.

(To twist the knife, I'd also bring back the "I can hear you. Don't be afraid" line at this moment. Heck, maybe it can all even sound triumphant from his POV, with tender piano music or similar. And then we cut to Meryl, desperately trying to reach him...)

[holybibly]

And so I can't believe it, over 200 notes on It's you, I totally didn't expect that, God I'm so emotional right now 🥹. I'll try to get part two up this weekend, and I'm also thinking of writing another part for them as an epilogue, but that depends on whether you're interested or not. If you want to be on the tag list, mark it in the comments so I don't lose you when I post the next part 💞.

Then I'll get on with the two chapters of Object of Desire and have a chapter for Divine Rosa out before the New Year. Apart from that, I'd like to get your opinion on what you'd like to read once again. I've already done a few drafts with ideas. I'll be posting them in between the main works. I'd also like to know if you feel comfortable reading about poly relationships, ot8 relationships, or if you prefer a fic that focuses on a single member. Personally, I'm always trying don't make a choice, so I prefer multiple MCs. But maybe that's not for everyone. I'm happy to write for any member, you can have ideas or suggestions and I'll be sure to take them into consideration.

[lilliancdoodles]

Hi, hope you’re doing well!

I really enjoy your art (especially the one for the mer au) and you’re my favourite FitMC/Pactw live blogger (mainly bc I have to work during their streams so I feel like I am in the loop when I see your posts haha).

I saw that you made a fic rec list in February and I really enjoyed your recommendations!

Do you have any more fitpac fic recommendations (or qsmp fics in general)?

Thank you!

Oiiii

I'm really glad you like the Mer art!! I'm really proud of it and im working on something that should put most of the character sheets to use. ;) . Also happy to help with the live blogging. idk how i got here i just like doing it i guess XD.

FIC RECS!!! Im so glad that you used the list and im more happy that you liked them!!! Admittedly im not in the tag as much as I was early on but I do still have a few recommendations!! All that it meant (and all that it did not) (by @yb-cringe) - On going Fantsy AU fic focusing on Fit and Ramon. only has one chapter so far but I like it a lot. Since it's only one chapter i don't want to spoil much, but the world building seems super interesting with Madagio and the border and everything. It's a prequel to a Fitpac fic that will get written later but I love fit and ramon fics so this is amazing. I'm really interested to see where it will go

I'm worried 'bout the future, aint fuckin' with the past (by @tastytoastz) - On going Time Travel AU where Tazercraft travels back in time 8 years to 2b2t. If you haven't seen me reblogging every chapter of this and freaking out, please take this as the sign to read it. It's a wonderful look at how 2b affected Fit especially while he was in the middle of it, and how it still affected him years later on Quesadilla island. It's such a good fic like everything Toast writes <333

Lightning and Thunder (by ..... Tastytoast (you can fight me if me recommending literally everything toast has ever written is a problem (/j /lh)) - One shot were Fit has trauma from lighting storms on 2b2t and Pac comforts him when one causes him to panic. Very sweet fic of protective fitmc. It's also an english translation of Blixtar och dunder (also by Toast).

Maybe you really are Alive (by @yourfauxentropy) - On going, Detroit Become Human AU , also only one chapter so far. Pac is Connor and Fit is Hank. I had a big dbh phase so im really looking forward to this one and seeing what they add

I think your roommate is hotter (by @fitpacs) - One-shot were Pac and Cellbit are friends with benefits but Pac meets Cellbit's new roommate Fit and it goes from there. It's really good and one of my favorites from Fitpacs. I read it a while ago honestly surprised it wasn't on my first list

hypotheticals (by @tinkatonic) - One-shot of Fit and Pac in different worlds, and in some of them they get to kiss. A bunch of mini peaks into different AU's like royalty, roommates, and a few others i don't want to spoil. But it's absolutely lovely and I love all of the au's so much.

Hideduo Stardew Valley AU (by @hepbaestus) - This is a series as opposed to a one shot or chapter-ed fic, but it's a Rose Family centric au series (including Rosa, Fitpacs fan child) They're all so cute, the last one made me cry. Im also happy that Richas is getting included in Rose Family stuff, i feel like he gets left out a lot.

to love is to be changed (by hepbaestus) - One-shot fic following the popular headcannon that the eggs adapted features of their parents, and this is when Ramon's eyes change to look like pacs. It's so sweet and wonderful. Hep my beloved.

Like a parody of Tantalus (by InconvenientImmortal; @shikai-the-storyteller here on tumblr) - Ongoing (?) Pac centric fic that hasn't been updated in a while, but it's still amazing. It focus on pac's relationship with food, love, and him growing up. This first chapter is so wonderful and his relationship with Isa is so sweet. There's only one chapter so far but if it ever updates i would love to keep reading it.

Teeth, Talons, and Hearts (by WyldChild) - On going modern au (i think?) where most of our cast were federation experiments but all broke out at some point and dedicate themselves to helping others who are lab experiments. They rescue 11 dragon hybrid kids and thats about where the fic is, but it follows Fit's pov and it's going to be FitPac eventually, and raising Ramon and Richas. It is a pretty dark au, the federation are EVIL, and the kids have been through hell, so pay attention to the tags and the warnings before reading. I can easily see how this isn't everyones cup of tea, but im liking it so far.

heaven found in a hellhole. (by kmsquill) - One shot purgatory fic where fit and pac get stuck in a hole hiding from Bolas and they spend that time talking and totally just being roommates. I think it's best described with two of the tags they have '#kissing #woah who put that kissing tag there' My favorite purgatory fic, honestly should have submitted it to the awards.

I said I had a few and i think this list is almost the same length as the last one. There's at least 4 more that I haven't read yet so i don't want to recommend them yet but once I do i'll probably make another post. Hope this has some stuff you would be interested in!!!

(and for anyone else here is the og fic rec list)

[itsybitsybatsyspider]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to other writers. Let’s spread the self-love 🌼

AAHHH!! Thank you Andi!!

in no particular order these are some of my favorite fics to have written:

Marty McFly, Eat Your Heart Out : Spider-Man NWH time travel au where Dr. Strange sends Peter back to 2003 instead of the memory spell, and Peter runs into a younger Uncle Ben who is hell bent on helping the weird mutant kid who keeps making strange comments.

Time is a Fickle Thing... : yet another time travel fix-it, but this time for the series Trollhunters and Tales of Arcadia. instead of resetting the timeline like he thought he did, Jim appears at the beginning of the series and has to avoid being seen by his younger self and try to fix everything that went wrong without being caught and losing anyone.

Moments : slice of life one-shots that focused on the Shazamily after the events of the first movie. It was my most consistently updated fic and my longest one that i've ever written and i have much love and nostalgia for it.

What Mothers Do : a Shazam fic where their foster mom, Rosa, is suspicious as to why her kids have been acting so weird. She's determined to figure out what's been going on with them, and maybe kicks a super-villains ass while she's at it.

The Half-Finished, Half-Assed Guide to Being Half-Dead: By a Half-Ghost: Young Justice/DC and Danny Phantom crossover, where during a recon mission gone wrong, Robin becomes a halfa. And what else is the League supposed to do but find and ask for the help of the only superhero halfa they can find?

Like the Birds which is the second installment in my Detroit: Become Human Superman/DC au.

i added a sixth one too because why not?? Thank you for the ask Andi!! I really appreciate it and this was fun!

[inevitably-johnlocked]

Do you have any long domestic fics like 100k+? Like we are stuck in happy ever after

Hey Nonny!

Ah, this is a good question!

I've gone through all my Platonics and Domestics (Dec 2022) Johnlock lists as well as my offline lists, and I've decided to do a 50K+ list so I can have MOAR FICS lol. Hope that's okay!!

Enjoy!

If you have a long-fic that focuses heavily on Domestics with a happy ending, please do add them, friends!

LONG DOMESTIC JOHNLOCK (50K+ w)

A Study Of Living With Sherlock Holmes by  AllesandraQuartermaine (T, 50,234 w., 22 Ch. || Post-ASiP/Pre-TAB, Domestics, Friendship, POV John) – Learn about what happened between John and Sherlock January 31st and March 22. From John's pov on how to survive and learn to live with one eccentric mad genius known as Sherlock Holmes. 

A Hundred Crimson Sols by elldotsee (E, 55,536 w., 16 Ch. || Astronauts AU || Mars Exploration / Space Travel, Slow Burn, Shy Sherlock, Scientist Sherlock / Biomed Engineer John, Alternating POV, Mutual Pining, UST, Angst with Happy Ending, Domestic Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Injuries, Suicidal Ideation, Zero-G Sex) – Will Holmes is a chemical researcher recognized widely for his contributions to the new Mars exploration program. Thanks to his ground-breaking developments, the IMMC (International Mars Mission Corporation) is one step closer to Martian colonization. Will and his team of scientists are headed out on the first of three manned missions before the first group of settlers arrive. Three days before launch, one of the crew has to be replaced. Will panics because...new people. The replacement is of course one John Watson, biomedical engineer and space hottie who was pretty sure he had retired from actual space exploration and was now content to work in the nice, quiet research lab. Can the crew survive this TOTALLY ROUTINE trip? Will they be able to endure each other for the looooooong trip in close quarters? Gonna be a wild ride... prepare for blast off. Part 1 of SpaceBois go to Space

Isosceles by SilentAuror (E, 56,609 w., 7 Ch. || Post-S4, POV John, Original Male Character / Sherlock Dates Another Man, Love Triangle, Jealous John, Virgin Sherlock, Sexual Coaching, Angst, Romance, Domesticity, Unrequited Feelings, Miscommunication, First Kiss/Time, For a Case, Friends With Benefits, Bottomlock, Love Confessions, Spooning) – After solving a case for a major celebrity, Sherlock gets himself asked out. When John asks, he discovers that Sherlock has no intention of going, at least not until John agrees to coach him through whatever he might need to know for his date...

The Book of Silence by SilentAuror (E, 60,056 w., 2 Ch. || S4 Fix It / Post S4, Virgin Sherlock, Rosie / Parentlock, Domesticity, Fluff, Praise Kink, Sex Toys, First Person POV) – As spring blooms in London, John and Sherlock begin to take new cases and cautiously negotiate this new phase of life with John living at Baker Street again. Despite how well it's all going, John struggles to forgive himself for the way he treated Sherlock following Mary’s death as well as trying to figure out how to finally put his long-time feelings for Sherlock into words. Part 1 of The Book of Silence/Rosa Felicia

Proving A Point by elldotsee & J_Baillier (E, 186,270 w., 28 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Me Before You Fusion || Medical Realism, Insecure John, Depression, Romance, Angst, POV John, Sherlock Whump, Serious Illness, Doctor John, Injury Recovery, Assisted Suicide, Sherlock’s Violin, Awkward Sexual Situations, Alcoholism, Drugs, Idiots in Love, Slow Burn, Body Image, Friends to Lovers, Hurt / Comfort, Pain, Big Brother Mycroft, Intimacy, Anxiety, PTSD, Family Issues, Psychological Trauma, John Whump, Case Fics, Loneliness, Pain) – Invalided home from Afghanistan, running out of funds and convinced that his surgical career is over, John Watson accepts a mysterious job offer to provide care and companionship for a disabled person. Little does he know how much hangs in the balance of his performance as he settles into his new life at Musgrave Court. Part 1 of the Care And Companionship series

MARKED FOR LATER

The Homecoming Series by sussexbound (M, 51,744 w. across 12 stories, WIP || Domestics, PTSD, Love Confessions, Hurt/Comfort, Cuddling, Jealousy, Family Issues) – Sometimes home is all you need. After three years of horror, betrayals, and crushing loss, John and Sherlock find their way back home to one another, and together find new footing in a world that has changed forever.

Your Many Tendencies Series by apliddell (T, 52,222+ w. across 5 works || WiP || Femlock, POC Characters, Enby Character, Sherlock’s Violin, YouTuber John, UST, Mutual Pining, Misunderstandings, Slow Burn, Domesticity, Fluff, Recreational Drug Use, Friends to Lovers, Sherlock’s Past, First Kiss, Love Confessions, John’s Family, Christmas, Anxious Sherlock, Hurt / Comfort, Institutional Racism) – John Watson returns to London after a long absence, somewhat the worse for wear. She meets Sherlock Holmes, and starts feeling excited about life again.

Following the (Silver) Fox by Jobooksandcoffee (E, 54,355 w., 15 Ch. || S3 Fix It Fic, Sherstrade, John/Mary, Slow Burn, Friends to Lovers, Pining Sherlock, Resentful John, Regretful John, Domestic Life, Drug Use, Happy Ending, Greg’s Children, Friendship, Unrequited Love) – After two lonely and painful years away eliminating the threads of Moriarty’s web, Sherlock comes home to find John living with Mary. John is also hurt and resentful, determined to not allow Sherlock to undermine his relationship with his new fiancée. Greg, who always thought Sherlock and John belonged together, becomes a closer friend to Sherlock. He gives the Consulting Detective a place to stay, a friend to have dinner with, someone who will listen to him. He tries to keep all interfering feelings at bay. As Sherlock notices his friendship with Greg becomes stronger, he begins to accept that maybe he can be alright even with John not living at Baker Street any more. He and Lestrade can work at the Yard, and talk about cases. Greg is good at rescuing Sherlock when John and Mary’s wedding preparations get intense. They are friends. This is enough for Sherlock. Right?

Hearts Don't Break Around Here by thatawkwardfriend (M, 54,796 w, 12 Ch. || Teenager AU || Homophobia, Past Abuse, Artistic John, John saves Sherlock, BAMF John, Horse Riding, Swimming, Minor Violence, First Kiss / Time, Making Out, Fireworks, Carnival, Fluff and Humour, Angst with Happy Ending, Death / Funeral, Hurt / Comfort, Morning After, Domestic Fluff, Friends to Lovers, Mutual Pining) – When John gets in a fight at school, his parents send him to Sussex for the summer in hopes that living with the Holmes’ will shape him up. It is there that he meets Sherlock Holmes: a class A asshole too smart for his own good. John expects a long, dull, lonely summer. What he does not expect is to form an unlikely friendship with the strange boy across the hall. What he expects even less is to fall in love with him.

Ours Series by KeelieThompson1 (M, 76,922 w. across 7 works || Omegaverse || Omega John, Alpha Sherlock, Domestics, MPreg, Pre/Post Reichenbach) – John is an omega who has been on heat suppressants his entire life. When Sherlock realises this and shows an interest in John, they have to work their way through the problems caused by John having never had a real heat in his life.

The Things That Haunt Us by BRNZ (E, 92,993+ w., 18/? Ch. || Graphic Depictions of Violence, Dead People, Child Death, PTSD John, Psychological Horror, Nightmares, Bed Sharing, Heavy Angst, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Developing Relationship, Childhood Trauma, Domestic Bliss, BAMF John, Friendship / Love, POV John, Pining John, Therapy) – What happens when a post war vet with PTSD takes up with a madman detective and they spend time investigating and solving some truly horrific crimes? How does the doctor who can kill with steady hand process all that additional trauma? How do we recognise that our past still haunts us, in ways we don't realise? When you are caught in a vicious cycle of needing the thrill of the chase, and having to deal with the fallout...what happens when you might need to choose between the two for your own sanity? The story of how two damaged men managed to find their way back to each other and begin to make a future together.

The Trouble with Sentiment by Khansfringe (E, 95,153 w., 16 Ch. || Omegaverse || Omega Sherlock, Alpha John, Knotting, Blow Jobs, Rough Sex, Pregnancy Prevention, Love Letters, Soldier John, Fingerfucking, Heat Suppressants, Implied Alcoholism, Implied Drug Use, Mating Cycles, PTSD Symptoms, Slave Trading, Angst, Fluff, Domesticity) – When John, a twenty-two year old Alpha university student, gets dragged to an Omega auction house by his friend, Mike Stamford, he wasn't planning on buying anything. At least, not until he saw Sherlock, the eighteen year old, emaciated Omega with trust issues. Now John and Sherlock have to find a way to work through both of their troubles, including Sherlock's tragic past and John's volunteering to join the army. Part 1 of the Always series

A Vintage Exceptionally to Your Liking by EmmyAngua (E, 95,334 w., 19 Ch. || Alternate Dimensions AU || S3 Fix It, Lies, Angst, Pining Sherlock, Superpowers, Domestics, BAMF Mary, Hiatus, First Time, Magical Realism, Slow Burn, Colliding Universes, Moral Dilemmas, Betrayal, Mary’s Past) – Sherlock and John met seven years earlier than canon and fell in love. When John dies, Sherlock is introduced to the concept of alternate dimensions and given the opportunity to visit a different universe where he can have a second chance with a new John Watson. A love story across alternate dimensions.

Minutiae (Or 156 Things I Know About You) by AtlinMerrick (E, 106,114 w., 80 Ch. || Marriage, Anal/Oral Sex, Domestics, Stand Alone Chapters, Humour, Prompts, Lovers, Short Stories) – Here, in no particular order, are some of the things John has learned about Sherlock, and some of the things Sherlock has learned about John. In the end there will be 156 mundane and unusual facts for each of them. (Um...I never stopped at 156.) (All chapters stand alone.)

Ex Files by 7PercentSolution (T, 161,586+ w., 58/? Ch. || Autistic Sherlock, Blogger John, Neurodiversity, Depression, Suicidal Ideations, Kidlock, Chemistry, Protective Mycroft, Bullying, Sherlock’s Violin, Case Fic, Missing Scene, Implied/Referenced Drug Use, Domesticity in Flatsharing) – A collection of one shot stand alone ficlets of varying lengths that cover aspects of Sherlock's world. Not in chronological order, nor linked, but together adding up. Varying points of view, but mostly John's at the start. Each chapter informs and illuminates some aspect of character or an event in their back story. Part 1 of the Ex Files series

The Only One in the World; I Invented the Job by apliddell (E, 323,869 w., 460 Ch. || Post-TRF, Developing Relationship, Flirting, Texting, POV Sherlock First Person, Domestic Fluff) – This is the sequel to The Adventure of the Consulting Corpse. It's a serial with short plot arcs and long characterisation arcs. It follows John and Sherlock through the development of their relationship. Part 2 of the The Most Human series

Reichenbach Falls by VeeTheRee (M, 536,133+ w., 101/303 Ch. || WiP || Gravity Falls /  Multifandom AU || Alternate First Meeting, Gay Sherlock, Mutual Pining, Unilock, Summer Romance/Love, Fluff, Insecure Sherlock, Villain Mary, First Kiss, Slow Burn, Doctor Who, Supernatural, Canadian John, French Canadian Lestrade, Insecure Sherlock, Mystery, Domestic Fluff, Developing Relationship Summer Love, Light Angst, BAMF! John, Case Fic) – Two Canadians, two Brits studying in Canada, and an upkeeper walk into a Mystery Shack…. and live there. Summer holidays are here, and the step-siblings, Irene Adler and Sherlock Holmes, find themselves in a boring town called Reichenbach Falls, Oregon, USA. It isn’t as boring as it seems, however, once Sherlock stumbles upon a mystery journal, and the author is unknown. The journal contains ciphers, a strange colour wheel, and information about magical creatures that are said to be looming in the Northwestern forests. With mysteries to solve in hand, he and Irene set out to get to the roots of the town, and the abrupt disappearance of the author of the journal. But they’re not alone - John Watson, quite the handsome nephew of the Mystery Shack owner Greg Lestrade, is on their side to help out, plus mess with Sherlock’s feelings, in a good way. Shenanigans, romance, fun, danger, and deductions ensue. Oh, and there’s also occasional SuperWhoLock and two dorky Winchester brothers to spark up the action later on. Part 1 of the Reichenbach Falls series

[doctorbeverlycrusher]

Do you have any favorite P/C fics you’ve read and would recommend others read?

Oh do I ever!

I’ve only been in the Trek fandom since about 2019 but I have gone through and read so many fics.

I’m going to separate these by site.

AO3

Closer to Fine - This one features Beverly and Data ending up on a planet and trying to uphold the Prime Directive until they can’t.

The Quality of Mercy - The P/C in this is not that important but it’s a very good Beverly focused fic where she’s helping a friend who ends up being involved with the Maquis and they incur the wrath of a Cardassian.

Across Other Moments - This is based on the events of the novel Q Squared (which if you have not read, I highly recommend it) where at the end, there are five different things they offer that Beverly might say in an alternate timeline. This explores each of those.

You Found Me - This was written by my friend @agent-troi and gives Beverly’s perspective during The Best of Both Worlds with some canon divergence near the end.

Synthesis - This is a series that unfortunately was never completed but it’s an AU of season 7, starting with Gambit where that line that Riker says at the beginning to try and get information on Picard’s whereabouts by saying he impregnated his sister (Beverly) comes into play. Also includes some Riker/Troi and Janeway/Chakotay content if you also like those pairings.

Her Winter Passed - Another @agent-troi fic which is specifically based on the novel Death in Winter (Another one I highly recommend)

Letters to Bev - A canon divergent take on season 2 where Picard and Crusher send messages to each other while she’s at Starfleet Medical

(i don’t need a) parachute - A five times fic set across the entire series with five times Picard and Crusher almost sleep together (and one time they actually did)

Meal - Beverly tells Picard about her experience with his doppelgänger in Allegiance

Lost Arts - A very fluffy little post-Attached fic where Beverly makes coffee and croissants

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Planting Memories - An alien group takes over the Enterprise with psychotropic plants and Beverly is the only one who seems to be figuring out something’s wrong.

Meld - Picard’s perspective during the mind meld scene in Sarek

How Good It Is To Sleep - A bit of a canon divergent take on things from the end of Final Mission up until Data’s Day.

The Beginning of Good Things and Next Tuesday - Set after the poker game in All Good Things and Next Tuesday is the sequel which has Picard and Crusher at next week’s game.

Defensive Tactics - An away mission goes wrong and it leads to some feelings coming up.

Evolving - A canon divergent fic set after Genesis while Beverly is recovering from Worf’s acid attack. This is quite possibly my favourite P/C fic of all time.

Knot - Little missing scenes or different perspectives during Conundrum

Resuming Time - An epilogue to Timescape, which I was very excited to find because I was glad to see I wasn’t the only one who thought of Picard’s reaction to finding out Beverly was being hit directly with a disruptor.

Fragile Bonds - An epilogue to The Bonding.

Finally, I’d also like to mention Addictions from the Trekiverse fanfic archive. It’s a great fic that deals with a drug epidemic in the TNG era, so big warnings for drug addiction. It’s also set post-Sub Rosa and directly addresses that in a really thoughtful way.

[ejzah]

A/N: A little story in which Kensi experiences another side effect of pregnancy hormones. Ahem. This one less unpleasant. Basically, I’ve been reading far too many E-rated fics recently.

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Blame it on the Hormones

Kensi wandered through the house, hand placed low on her stomach as she searched for Deeks. It was purely a symbolic gesture at this point since she baby Deeks was only the size of a pear.

Thankfully, most of her nausea had dissipated with the beginning of the second trimester, so she felt much more energetic and definitely less gross. She’d been sleeping better too, which helped all around too. She was sure Deeks and Rosa were relieved.

Heading for the back door, Kensi peered out onto the patio, ready to call out his name. His name died on her lips as she caught sight of him through the glass door, surprised by a half-naked Deeks.

He’d dragged their exercise equipment out onto the patio, and was working through a set of pull ups.

The sun glistened off the bare skin of his chest and abdomen, shirt discarded in a rumpled heap to the side. His biceps swelled with every rep, chest flexing impressively while he kept a steady rhythm, eyes squeezed shut.

Kensi swallowed thickly, cheeks suddenly hot and a warm, heavy feeling settling in her stomach. A bead of sweat fell from his shoulder, arcing across the swell of his pec, traveling steadily down the plane of his abs. She licked her suddenly lips, mouth suddenly completely dry.

Another development in the last few weeks had been overwhelming arousal whenever she was in Deeks’ presence. Everything seemed amplified by a hundred. Just his grin had her feeling all fluttery and wanting to climb Deeks like a tree.

It didn’t help that with the warmer temps, he’d taken to roaming around shirtless more frequently.

Deeks pulled himself up with a particularly energetic movement that made his already low hanging gray sweats slip a touch lower on his hips.

Kensi gasped softly, eyes now drawn to the paler skin revealed. The deep V of his hips disappearing beneath those pants that cling to him in just the right way. She suddenly envisioned sliding them down, inch by inch, revealing soft blonde hair, firm thighs…Kensi choked softly, squirming against the window.

She was too far away. Sliding the door open, Kensi stepped onto the concrete, the ground warm beneath her feet. Deeks’ eyes opened at the sound of the door, and he smiled, releasing the push up bar, and Landry lightly on his feet.

“Hey, how was your appointment with Kilbride?” he asked, grabbing a towel and swiping it across his forehead. Thankfully, he didn’t touch the rest of his glistening body.

“Uh, good,” Kensi replied distractedly. “He said, um. He said I should be able to transition to an advisory position without too much trouble.”

“That’s fantastic.” Deeks tugged her in for a hug, wrapping his arms tight around her. He smelled slightly sweaty, and she inhaled deeply, focusing on the scent of him, the hard muscle covered in smooth, warm skin of his chest beneath her hand. “I’m so proud of you.”

She opened her eyes, finding herself face-to-face with the hallow of Deeks’ throat and she desperately wanted to press her lips to it. Suddenly it was all too much, yet not nearly enough.

“We should—”

Kensi cut him off with a desperate kiss, using his surprise to spin him around and backwards. Deeks’ back hit the glass with a light smack, and he made a soft throat sound, hands falling to her waist.

“Woah,” he gasped when Kensi released him, only to attack his neck instead. “This is unexpected.”

“Mm, you’re driving me crazy,” Kensi growled into his collar bone.

“Really?”

Kensi slid her hands down his chest and past his waistband, and lightly palming him through his sweats to quell any doubts. His hips jerked reflexively, his head dropping to her shoulder as he emitted a low moan.

“Oh my god,” he sighed. Kensi grinned against his skin, pleased by his response. She gently nipped at his collar bone, soothing the spot with another kiss before she pulled back.

“Let’s go inside,” Kensi suggested, dragging him to the door.

***

A/N: I’ve decided after all she’s (they’ve) been through, to give Kensi a break on the unpleasant pregnancy symptoms.

[nell0-0]

Just had an idea for your 'Emmet reunites with Ingo is funny ways' fic. (You don't have to write it, just a scenario you can imagine)

Have you ever heard of the theory that Elvis never died but became a fast food worker in a different state? They constantly laugh at it in the book Good Omens but it's a real theory.

Well imagine: Emmet has decided that he wants some junk food, maybe it's a bad day and he needs a pick me up or it's a good day and he decided to treat himself. He going to get quite a bit so that he can binge watch train documents until early morning cos its one of those days, he might even order more if Elesa is invited.

He goes into a small time fast food chain (maybe he's in Unova and it's one he used to visit or maybe he's in Sinnoh and it's recommended) and at the counter he's face to face with Rei/Akari and Ingos in the back flipping burgers.

It's 2023, inflation hasn't made it easy to house a time displaced full grown man. Even though they could make some money battling, they don't want Ingo to be in the spotlight as a professional battler just yet as he's only just gotten used to some modern things.

Thankfully this fast food chain is known for taking on anyone regardless if they are qualified and the food and equipment is simple enough for Ingo to use, helps that it isn't really popular too. Rei/Akari works with him to help him adjust and to help with any food rushes.

So yeah. There Emmet is, standing in front of his adopted nephew/niece and his long lost brother handing him a tray of a dozen fries, burgers, nuggets and a slushpuppy while in an apron and goofy hat.

Omg anon, what would your reaction be if I showed you one of my wips with this idea. It's been months since it's been a things in my phone's note app and I had completely forgotten.

LOOK AT THIS (far from complete but oop-):

The seat felt uncomfortable under him, but Emmet didn't have any other option than endure it, self imposed suffering as it was. He had promised Iris he would take her out to eat wherever she chose if she managed to regain her title as champion. Defeating Rosa, after all, was no easy feat. Not only was she one of the region's heroes, but also a regular at the Battle Subway. Emmet knew first hand how difficult, how fun and challenging, it was to fight her.

And finally, after a year and a half of frustrated training sessions and manic strategizing, Iris rose as champion of Unova once more. Enduring it was.

That didn't mean he wasn't enjoying himself, though. Emmet usually had some time set apart for socializing with family and friends at least twice a week, so it wasn't a matter of social battery. Just the wooden seats.

He could understand from an objective point of view why this particular restaurant had them. it was aiming for an 'old era' feeling, with high barstools, wooden furniture and walls, gentle light coming from paper lanterns hanging from the ceiling... There were also sepia photos filling the walls to the brim with pictures of extinct pokemon and historical figures, of which Emmet only managed to recognize profesor Laventon. If he looked more closely, maybe he would distantly recognize more from his time in school, but he had no interest. He had a set schedule, a point of arrival already in sight.

To have a fun night out with his favorite (and only) cousin.

Why this place, he had asked Iris. To try something different had been her reasoning, of course.

The restaurant wasn't as bombastic as the usual Nimbasan ones, not even Unovan. A fairly new restaurant that focused on 'traditional Sinnoh' cuisine. He usually wouldn't trust such bold statements in Unova of all places, yet all reviews of people who came from Sinnoh had seemed surprised in a good way.

Emmet's preferences had always been to traverse the same tracks over and over again. Always the same. But it was Iris who was asking, and for family Emmet would go a long way. Especially since...

Must have been verrrry fun to battle Rosa again. Emmet wondered when the girl would show up in the Battle Subway, since now she had the free roam being champion didn't allow her. Emmet hoped Rosa chose the Doubles. He would see her regardless, but he verrrry much hoped for the Doubles line.

Emmet was sure Ingo would have been delighted to see Rosa challenging the Battle Subway again. He sighed. Damn it, he had been avoiding the thought of his twin so well lately, too. It hurt to be glad about it, but Emmet was so, so tired of the constant agony. He was sure Ingo would forgive him, just this once.

"Heeeeeeyoooo, Nimbasa to Emmet! Are you there?"

"I am Emmet. I am here. In front of you."

Aaaaaand that's about all I have written out. From there it would go on a funny reunion with chef Ingo, waiter Melli and a Karen. Melli vs Karen the ultimate showdown. Poor Ingo.

Lmao, I wanna get back to writing fanfic so bad, but I really really shouldn't right now.

[robo-drake09]

Brawl Stars ☆ BeaRosa Short Fic ☆ Monster Academy AU

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Pining sillies who are just gals being pals (not romance quite yet, but just a charming little story of the two of them interacting in this AU!)

Bea is a Biology Major, while Rosa is only pursuing Botany on the side (for now. She later decided to study it fully after some thought.)

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"Hey, honeycomb."

Bea jolted awake, her wings suddenly fluttering fast enough to take off. If she hadn't been sitting down, she definitely would’ve gone straight through the ceiling. Instead, her knee hit the bottom of the desk, earning her a yelp, and quite possibly a bruise later. She looked up to see the cheer captain herself, holding two cups from the campus cafe. Rosa looked down at her with that warm smile she liked so much, gesturing to the cups.

"Fancy a cuppa?"

"Oh! Thank you...." Bea nodded, smiling up at her. She looked around, remembering her current setting. One of the many hidden little study areas for the students of the academy. There were just a few around here, but that was just how she liked it.

"And, good afternoon Rosa. I didn't know you had class today," the biology major greeted.

To be woken up by Rosa without any notice… she may as well have just flown off and out the window. It was embarrassing, really, she wasn't prepared at all! Now that she finally saw the cheer captain properly, it was curious that she was wearing the school’s gym uniforms. She didn’t recall her having a fitness class on this day. She had her bag over her shoulder as well, filled to the brim with what she could only assume was equipment.

Rosa stared at her, before laughing softly and setting down the cups carefully on the side.

"Afternoon? It's half past six, mate. It's evening by now."

"What?!" Her antenna stuck straight up, before she clasped her hands over her mouth, remembering they were in the quiet study area. Some murmurs from students around her, followed by slight glances to the two women, before focusing back on their work. "What do you mean six?” Surely it was just a joke on Rosa's part, right? “It was just two when I..."

Rosa hushed another light laugh, taking a seat next to Bea, crossing one leg over the other. "You might've missed ya alarms then... no wonder you didn't pick up when I called ya phone," she picked up her cup, taking a sip.

"It seems so."

"Good thing you didn't have classes this afternoon. Woulda been late if I hadn't gone looking."

Bea nodded, sighing as she looked at the desk she had fallen asleep at. Her books were still open, thankfully no vandalism or thefts as far as she could tell. She put a lavender bookmark in between the pages of the larger textbook, closing it carefully before she put it away in her bag.

"Been up studyin’ again?" Rosa asked, earning an answer with a tiny buzz of confirmation. It wasn’t a new thing where Bea would fall asleep while studying, especially during weeks like this where all nighters were more common.

"You gotta be careful though, remember what happened that one time you fell asleep in the library."

Bea shuddered at the thought, shaking her hand to dismiss the unwelcome memories, "please, don't remind me. I'm actively trying to forget that whole event."

She picked up the cup, taking a sip of the lovely drink her dear friend had brought her. Rosa always knew her order, honeydrop earl grey tea, four added sugarcubes, a swirl of vanilla syrup, and topped with just that perfect squeeze of lemon. It was just amazing that Rosa knew her order down to a T, and on top of that, the fact that she found her here of all places. Speaking of...

"How did you know I was here?" Bea asked, setting down the cup. Rosa set down hers next to her, leaning back in the chair.

"Called you a few times to see if we were still meeting up today, but you didn't answer."

Rosa tapped her cup with her finger, looking at her. Bea blinked in confusion, taking out her phone to see it had been entirely set to silent. On top of that, sixteen missed calls from the cheerleader. Her face reddened, finally realizing.

"Oh."

She missed that many calls from Rosa.

"...oh."

The Rosa.

The same Rosa she had promised to go out with this very same day. The same day she'd foolishly fallen asleep at some desk in the middle of the school.

"We were meeting at the cafe today! I'm so sorry, the time passed me by! You were there for ho—" Rosa ruffled her hair, making the shorter lady stop talking.

"Oi, let me finish! I'm not blaming you or anything."

Rosa's hand remained in Bea’s hair. She had leaned closer to do so, just hovering above her head. Now she could see, very closely she might add, that her hair was a lovely orange, kinda goldish colour, like honey itself. A golden crown atop her head. The curls bounced back as she gave her each pat. Bea had closed her eyes with the pats too.

Rosa pulled back her hand quickly after, fixing her glasses as she fixed herself in her chair.

"It's alright mate, I called so much since I was running late too..." She admitted, scratching the horn on her forehead with one of her nails, a habit she’s picked up when she felt embarrassed. Bea would never comment on it though. How could she, since she did the same in some situations. In all honesty, it was hard to tell which one did it first before the other copied it.

"I figured you got busy somewhere, since the last thing you sent was that you were studying somewhere on campus. So, I went around checking the usual spots you study at. Couldn’t let the drinks get cold, right? Lucky you were in the first few places I checked, or I woulda been here all night."

Bea couldn't help but giggle at the thought of Rosa jogging about the school trying to find her. Mind you, the place is buzzingly big! It was a miracle she'd found her. She'd rather her out of anyone to be the one to wake her up though, and with tea as well? What a lovely, very good friend she was.

"Bea?" The question snapping her back to the moment at hand.

"Oh, yes. Thank you, again, for bringing the drink. It was very sweet of you," Bea said, her warm smile beaming like golden treasure.

Rosa met her eyes for just a moment, before brushing it off with a wave. The cheerleader smiled widely, only growing at Bea's words. The boundless glow of her cheery voice always felt different. Comfortable, one could say.

"Don't worry about it, honeycomb. Now, hm...can you tell me about what you were studyin? You know it helps to see how much you even remember, can’t let all that time go to waste." She suggested, turning in the chair to face her.

Bea's face lit up, the flow of thoughts rushing in as she started to carefully explain everything. Her wings occasionally flapped with each new subject, a very gentle breeze blowing by each time. For Bea, Rosa was just the perfect listener, giving questions after each fact and piece of information that allowed Bea to email all the necessary details of the topic. Rosa leaned closer in her seat, making sure she truly took in all the information as well.

In Rosa’s honest opinion, Bea did a wonderful job of explaining a topic, you know. Perhaps a bit too much to some, but it was all welcome for Rosa. Always would be.

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Made it all this way? Thank you for reading! Here's a doodle of my own Bea design for this au:

I hope I find it in me to write a follow-up with some scene of them confessing 😭😭 they're literally so oblivious it's so silly. Mutual pining is my passion. ❤️

It's been a while since I did any writing, so I'm very happy I was able to gain some inspiration for this piece!

[kawaiisakura143]

Phenylethylamine

Egon Spengler x Sakura Rosas

Summary: Sakura was working under an assistantship program at Columbia University. She was assigned to work with three scientists to collect paranormal evidence. The more Sakura worked with them, the more her feelings developed toward a specific scientist, Egon Spengler. She tried her best to keep herself professional, but also be friendly towards him & try not to make him uncomfortable. Then they got notice of termination causing them to part ways & making Sakura switch careers. So many obstacles have come across Sakura's path from bad to worse & everything reminds her of Egon & her time working with the rest. She had no other choice, but to quit her current career to find herself & also...find her feelings.

⚠️WARNING⚠️: None

(My first OC self insert fic based on the movie...I've been thinking about writing about this for a while, so y'all enjoy^_^)

New York public library on 5th Avenue, ten people witnessed a free-floating, full torso, vaporous apparition that blew books off shelves from 20 feet away & scared a librarian. Sakura, a woman working under the assistantship program for Columbia University, was walking around the basement while holding the PKE meter investigating for any paranormal activity when all of the PKE meter started beeping as she slowly looked up at the apparition. Her jaw dropped, ‘She’s real…I can’t believe she’s real…’ Sakura thought as she quickly snapped out of her trance “I need to tell Dr. Spengler.” She quickly ran out of the maze of bookshelves trying to find Dr. Spengler & then spotted him. “D-Dr. S-Spengler…Dr. Spengler…I found her…she’s real, has Dr. Stanz & Dr. Venkman arrived yet.” Sakura was running out of breath from going through the maze then upstairs to tell him the discovery of the apparition as she handed him back the PKE meter.

“Great work Ms. Rosas, go back to where you found the apparition & make sure she doesn’t move. We’ll meet you over there.” Dr. Spengler spoke sternly as he left to get the rest while Sakura ran back downstairs then through the maze again & headed towards where she found the apparition, she was still there. Sakura grabbed a camcorder & began to record the apparition from the corner of the bookshelf, she brushed her brown hair to the side as she focused on the apparition making sure she didn’t disappear when the guys arrived.

Sakura slowly turns around & sees the three professors linger toward her as she shushes them, “Not a single sound.” she whispers to them & quietly looks at the apparition, “A full torso apparition, & it’s real.” Dr. Stanz whispered, “Fascinating isn’t she..” Sakura whispered as the three of them looked at the seemingly ghost librarian with their mouths open. “So…what do we do?” Dr. Venkman spoke not amused by what was happening, Dr. Spengler, Dr. Stanz & Sakura glanced at each other, not answering. “Could you come over here & talk to me for a second, please?” Dr. Venkman pulled on Dr. Stanz’s ear leading him back to the hiding spot while Dr. Spengler & Sakura followed, hiding behind the bookshelves, “Could you just come over here for a second, please? Right over here, come here, Francine! Come here. What do we do?” Dr. Venkman looked at Dr. Stanz for an answer, but he was stunned. “I don’t know. What do you think?” Dr. Spengler takes out his mini-computer, but Dr. Venkman slaps it off his hand causing Sakura’s eyes to widen, “Stop that!” Dr. Venkman whispered yelled at Dr. Spengler while Sakura crouched down to pick up the device & put it in her pocket.

“We’ve got to make contact. One of us should actually try to speak to it.” Dr. Stanz whispered to Dr. Venkman while Sakura glanced at the librarian ghost, ‘Direct communication..’ she thought as she turned back to the professors. “Good idea.” Dr. Spengler spoke up, & then Sakura slowly raised her hand to volunteer, but felt a hand pulling hers down which caught her off guard & immediately shook it off. The three of them look at Dr. Venkman & groans as he begins to go towards the ghost while the rest follow behind. Dr. Stanz starts taking pictures, Dr. Spengler with a recorder for audio & Sakura with a camcorder collecting evidence. “Hello. I’m Peter. Where are you from? Originally” he asked in a smug tone while the ghost librarian stared him down & shushed him making his face drop then pushed everyone back behind the bookshelf, “Alright. Ok, the usual stuff isn’t working.” Peter spoke up. Dr. Stanz had an idea “Ok, I have a plan. I know exactly what to do. Now stay close, stay close. I know. Do exactly as I say. Ready, ready-...”

Everyone begins to follow behind Dr. Stanz very slowly while doing so Sakura doesn't notice that she is clutching onto the sleeve of Dr. Spengler's suit as they are getting inches closer to the ghost then…the unthinkable “GET HER!” The librarian ghost turned into a monster scaring them, causing them to scream & run out of the basement with their equipment in hand. While they were running Dr. Spengler was holding on to Sakura's wrist tightly as they were running out, “Did you see it? What was it?” yelled the library administrator trying to catch up to them, “We'll get back to you!” yelled Peter as he was following the rest running out. Back at the entrance of Columbia University, they all caught their breaths from running & Dr. Spengler quickly let go of Sakura's wrist making sure no one noticed, causing her to blush a little.

As they were walking on campus grounds Dr. Spengler began to feel around his pockets, Sakura took notice & took out the mini-computer along with the camcorder too from her pocket & then caught up to him “Dr. Spengler, your computer..” She nervously handed it to him as a tint of pink appeared on her cheeks, he thanked her & began working on the computer. Sakura sighed as they finally tried to catch up with the others then Dr. Spengler intervened in the conversation, “I wouldn't say the experience was totally wasted. According to these new readings, I think we have an excellent chance of actually catching a ghost and holding it indefinitely.” Sakura’s eyes widen at the sudden information & look at Dr. Stanz who is now speaking, “Well, this is great! If this ionization rate is constant for all ectoplasmic entities, we could really bust some heads! In a spiritual sense, of course.” “Wow! This is huge, we're like the first people ever to have close contact with the paranormal.” Sakura said excitedly as she held the camcorder.

Peter stared at them then his eyes moved to Dr. Spengler, “Spengs? You serious about this catching a ghost?” both Dr. Stanz & Sakura’s attention was towards Peter talking to Dr. Spengler, “I'm always serious.” spoke monotone tone. Peter took something out of his pocket, a Crunch bar… “Egon, I'm gonna take back some of the things I've said about you. You...you've earned it.” He hands him the Crunch bar, causing a childlike smile to appear on Egon's face while Dr. Stanz & Sakura smile too & they begin to walk back to the lab.