#athos smut

[theblondeone-029]

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[errruvande]

Love bites

Pairing: Porthos x Fem!Reader

Summery: you're sharing a very intimate morning with Porthos after he returns back from the front

Warning: smut, oral sex (f receiving), p n v, really nothing else, just a morning sex with your man ✨

Word count: 2 337

A/n: a special thanks to @whitedarkmoonflower for cheering me up this whole time lmao now you can actually read it, can you believe that???

It was that very type of mornings you've been longing for for a very long time.

The musketeers have returned home from the front just yesterday, bringing Aramis, the prodigal son, back when he belongs.

No one knew that they returned, not even Treville, so when you saw them walking through the halls of Louvre you needed a whole solid minute of staring and blinking at them with the blank face to realize that they were indeed them. Athos, Aramis and Porthos. You saw them smirking at your round eyes and dropped jaw, your hands curled around your chest as surprising shortage of air befall you. You rashed to them, sharing gentle caressing of hands with Athos as you passed him by to wrap your hands around Porthos' waist and kiss him greedily.

It took you a nice few minutes of hanging on Porthos to remember there were three of them.

"Aramis!" You wouldn't lie to anyone you missed the joyful, restless man. "You're back!"

"And she finally noticed me!" He teased, as he always did, straightening his hands and pulling you into a hug, being curious for how long will Porthos allow him to linger. When Aramis saw his friend's adorable smile fading into one unpleasant grimace he let go off you and laughed. "I missed you too!"

You've been working at Louvre as one of the Queen's favorite ladies, and that day you have asked Anne for a night out of the palace to celebrate your man's homecoming.

So here you were, lying on a big bed of your big man, stretching the muscles that you've exhausted during the night, as the shining sunlight warmed your face.

You groaned softly when you didn't find Porthos lying next to you as you turned to kiss him a good morning: the empty chair signalled you that he has already gone and that you should have started to ready yourself as well. You worked though the thin sheet, light material tickled your bare skin.

You caught a glimpse of yourself in the mirror, the marks of Porthos' passionate love embellished your body from your ribcage down to your calves. The urge to relive the ravenous moments from that night forced your hand to track each and every mark on your belly, touching them lightly with your fingertips and watching your own chest raising up on a touch in the mirror, your body recalling Porthos' heavy kisses, the contrast of his tickling beard to the softness of his full lips on your delicate skin.

"I can give you more..." You jerked on the sound of Porthos' voice and the warmth of his breath on your skin as he planted a kiss in the crook of your neck.

"You scared me, Porthos..." You craned your neck to other side, giving him more comfortable space to kiss you, as he let his hands slide down your sides and embrace your waist. "I thought you were gone already."

You tried to caressed his neck as he kept kissing you, now moving to the back of your neck, sliding your hair to your shoulder. You turned your face and tried to kiss his cheek as you spun around and pressed your body to his. The leather armor catching on your skin.

"I have a little time to spare." Porthos grinned and bit his lip slowly, before he pressed his lips to your neck once more, nippling on the soft, thin skin.

"Not the neck..." Breathing out, you pushed his face gently, tearing his soft lips from your skin.

He growled. Porthos loved your neck, he adored your collarbones, your breasts. He wanted to kiss it and bite it and to hear you moan into his ear as he does so.

"Please, just one?.."

You felt your limbs softened on the sound of his low pleading voice, but as soon as Porthos pressed his lips to your breast, sucking on fragile skin, coaxing a tiny whimper from your mouth, you cupped his cheeks in both of your hands and lifted his face up.

"It's gonna be seen, Porthos."

"I know." His eyes glinted and he chuckled softly, lowering his heavy lusting gaze from your eyes to the little love bite he just left on your breast. "This one is gonna look good when you put on your corset."

Porthos cupped your breasts in his hands, kneading them with his fingers, while he was lowering his face to kiss the same reddish spot again, his eyes glued to yours. It's never failed to work on you, his bottomless eyes. Perhaps it was your favorite feature of his: dark as the night, and shimmering like a stardust when Porthos was with you. He truly could lure you into hell itself with this devouring gaze.

The soft moan escaped your lips on the warmth of Porthos' breath and on the light pleasurable pain of his teeth digging into your skin. You buried you palm in his think hair, the curles tugging in between your fingers as you massaged his scalp.

Porthos already moved to the cleavage, leaving the trail of wet kisses on your breast. The way he whimpered into you every time he nipped your skin was turning you on at extreme speed. You didn't really care about the hickeys at this point and wether anyone would be able to see them or not, you only wanted for Porthos to complete the map of love he called your body.

He was gaining speed and appetite, but the softness of his kisses haven't changed. Porthos moaned, the muffled sound melted into your skin, as you lunged your lower abdomen into his groin when he nipped the side of your breast. The feeling of his hardening cock against your naked pubis coaxed a sweet moan from your mouth and unconscious pull of Porthos' main hard enough for him to tear his face off your breast and hiss.

He looked at you, gaze so enveloping in desire, his eyebrows cocked up and a soft cackle left his mouth as he slithered his tongue through his teeth on the feeling of your fingers working through the laces of his leather pants. "Oh, I like the way you think, love."

Porthos finally let go off your breast, cupping your face with his hands and pulling you into devouring kiss, breathing in your scent and hissing on the feeling of your touches all the way down. You were so ready to take him again, your core throbbing with desire, warmth spreading across your belly. Porthos deepened the kiss, lowering his hands until he reached your bum, grabbing it and pulling you up. You wrapped your legs around Porthos' waist, your already wet core rubbing against the rigid leather of his jacket as he was carrying you to the bed, borrowing another soft moan from you.

He slowly lowered you down on the bed, rearranging his hands to your back first, gently sliding your back on the bed, and then to the futon right above your shoulders, towering above you. Porthos looked you over, biting his lip in a wide smile before bending his arms and kissing your jaw, you moaned on the tension, squirming under his tights.

"Porthos..." Moaning, you clinged into the collar of his jacket and pulled him closer, untill you were able to put your lips on his neck, kissing and biting him just as Porthos did with your whole body this very night.

"How much spare time do you have?" A wave of confusion belled in your voice as you tried to unbutton Porthos' jacket and slide your hands under his shirt.

He chuckled, nodding. "I got you..."

Porthos slid from the bed, wrapping his palms around your ankles and tugging you closer to the edge of the bed along with your light laughter. He kneeled in front of you, parting your legs slowly with his hands. He bent your legs in the knees, planting kisses to your knee and the inner side of your thigh, the gentle caressing had quicken your breathing. Your eagerness was agonizing, heading to its peak when you thrusted your core forward on the feeling of Porthos' warm breath over your wet folds. He hadn't even touched you yet, but you already squirmed and whimpered from the titillating anticipation of his full soft lips on your bud. You knew the pleasure all too well.

Porthos placed his hand on your cunt, parting your wet folds just a bit he brushed his lips over your clit, making you groan and take a hold of his mighty shoulder with your fingers.

"I've missed you so much..." He moaned into you, the ministration vibrated throughout your core and left you mewling.

"I know it from all the letters you've sent..." Every word you said started with the drawing of air, as your clit was covered with Porthos' lips still, devoured in his ever lasting craving.

Those letters Porthos had been sending you from the front consisted only of his longing for the lust-clouded morning exactly like this one. You knew them by heart, never realizing how good Porthos could be with words.

"Porthos, please..." It was unusual for you to plead for his touch. Porthos knew exactly what you wanted and needed and never let you waiting, always putting your pleasure first and his own second. He brushed his finger through your soaked folds, finger sliding into your cunt without any pressure.

He sucked in air, giggling softly while looking you in the eyes. "I forgot how fast you're getting so messy, eh." He deepened his finger, coaxing another whimper from you, your fingernails digging into the leathered shoulder of his jacket.

He curled his finger inside of you, rubbing the wall of your cunt very lightly, looking how muscles of your abdomen were playing under his touch. He was very smug about it, you thought if he looked at how much pleasure he gives you longer he would start drooling.

"Please..."

Porthos stood up and came closer to the bed, placing one of his knees on the edge of the futon, he wrapped his fingers around your calve and lifted your leg, placing it on his shoulder, showering the soft skin of your calve with nippling kisses. You spread your thighs wider, sliding closer to his rock hard cock, as the feeling of your own lube sliding down your folds sent shivers down your whole body.

Finally, you felt his hot head slid through your slippery folds and you bucked your hips up against the feeling. Your thoughts became hazy in a moment, everything blurry and incoherent except Porthos. He slid inside you with ease, stretching you well and this feeling alone rendered you speechless, only your lips parted in soundless gasps.

You were ready to take him fully and Porthos knew it, and your dripping wet, throbbing core gave your desire away, clenching around Porthos' thick cock as he was slowly moving inside you, placing one of his palms flat on your belly and feeling your insides rearranging with each and every stroke he made.

Porthos always loved you slowly, with trepidation and a hint of teasing, pulling his cock out and brushing it against your clit every now and then, awarding himself with your pathetic sweet weiling and wiggling. He slid his cock back into your core and kissed your belly, softly moving from one spot to another, filling in the blank unmarked space on your skin, as he growled low on the feeling of your clenching walls. You slid your hands down your belly to cup his face and tug it up to your face, kissing Porthos' face greedily, arching your back under the pinching pleasure of his thrusts, feeling your breast pressing to his muscular chest, as you devour yourself in the kiss.

At once, Porthos felt your body started tensing, his sides squeezed hard in between your legs as every muscles of your body were twitching as if you were pinched with needles. The kiss was over with your rapid breathing, everything became hazy again, you swear you could feel the blood flowing through your veins making every limb of yours heavy and warm. You whined on a sudden absence of movement inside you when Porthos tear himself off your body, spreading your clenched around his waist legs apart.

"I think I know just what you need, baby..." With these words, Porthos continued moving inside you slowly and teasingly, but you let a muffled cry when you felt his finger on your clit again. The thrusting of his cock inside you and the rubbing of his finger on your clit were giving you too much pleasure. You felt your belly becoming hard and numb, your nipples were burning in pain and your fingertips curling under Porthos' touch. The painful bliss of his thrusting felt as the whole world's weight suddenly crushed on your ribcage, beating the fathomless gasp out of you as you broke loose, your body soft and weak on the futon, still twitching slightly.

Just a moment later you felt the viscous warmth spilled inside you, when Porthos did last thrust and froze, gasping silently as he finished right after you, letting himself fall next to your body.

Porthos laid his head on your belly, brushing your hip with his wrist lightly. "Hey, dove?"

"Hey..." You mumbled lowly, caressing the back of his neck slowly, curling the long curles of his hair on your finger.

"You know I'll never live you, right"

"I know."

Smiling, Porthos pressed a kiss to your solar plexus, not being able not to nipple on the soft skin.

You heard the noise from the garrison, people coming closer to the window of your shared room.

"Porthos!"

"We know you here"

The way Porthos growled into your skin when you both heard Aramis' voice from outside calling for him.

"Never in my life I was that disappointed at hearing him speak..." Porthos sighted heavily, laying his head on your breasts.

You chuckled softly. "I think your spare time has ended."

"Don't make us come inside and drag you out!"

Porthos smirked at the words. "You wish you could, Aramis!"

"Treville has asked for us, it's a bad form, making a minister wait for you! Kiss her and let's be on our way!"

You laughed at Porthos' soft sob. His hands were pressed to your waist, not wanting to let go off you, your skin stack to the leather of his jacket that was still on him.

You kissed him, biting his lower lip as you pulled from the kiss, awarding yourself with his soft low moan. "Go, or he will come here." You chuckled, and slightly pushed Porthos to the door.

"Y/n, come here quickly!.."

You saw the amazed exclamation in Anne's eyes as she saw you in the palace. She called for you, asking you to follow her into her private quarters.

"Your majesty." As the maidens closed the door behind you, you bowed your head slightly, seeing how Anne was trying to find something in one of the huge chests.

"I'm glad at least your night was nice, Y/N." Anne smiled a bit childishly, giving you a scarf in color of your dress. She giggled. "Cover yourself please, or you'll make someone jealous."

You glanced in the mirror and saw a love bite shining on the top of your breast. You chuckled sheepishly while trying to hide the bite under the fabric of the scarf, muttering silently "I told him..."

[myveryownfanfiction]

18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI

tags: @fangsandroses, @illiana-mystery, @onedirectionlovers2014

warnings: swearing, drinking, smut, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it kids)

I leaned against the wall as d’artagnan talked to porthos and aramis about the art of courting. I rolled my eyes when porthos fell off the chair while kissing the girl in his lap. Aramis watched the two roll around on the floor a bit before turning to the young boy and trying another approach. Turning my head at the noise behind me, I raised an eyebrow at athos as he tilted the bottle back.

“the boy will never learn from those two.” He muttered. I looked back at the trio to see d’artagnan kissing one of the waitresses.

“Seems to me he’s doing just fine.” I said offhandedly. Athos leaned forward and raised his eyebrows before falling back into his chair.

“cheers to him then.” Athos shrugged. “Won’t last but he’ll get his experience before he sees that consort again.”

“lady in waiting.” I shot back before sitting down next to him. “Let them have their fun anyway.” Athos nodded before taking another drink. “You have no tricks to teach him? No way to woo a partner?” Athos chuckled as he wrapped his hands around the bottle in front of him.

“oh I have plenty.” He said with a small smile. “None would work though. Not for the one he’s after.” I laughed.

“and what makes you so certain?” I asked as I leaned back in my chair. Athos smiled at me.

“Because my tricks are tailored to the person.” He leaned in closer to me and I felt my breath hitch. “If they like poetry, I find their favorite poem and recite it in front of the fire. Supply them with their favorite wine or whiskey.” He paused to look at me. “Read up on their favorite subjects to have something to talk about. And when I am sure I have them, I close the trap.” Athos raised an eyebrow at me.

“And if you aren’t sure you have them?” I whispered. Athos smiled at me.

“I take what I can get.” He was close enough I could practically feel his beard against my skin before he pressed his lips to mine. “And I always get what I want.” He whispered as he pulled me into his lap. I tangled my fingers in his hair as he held me close. “And here I was thinking I was making it pretty obvious.” Athos chuckled as he leaned his head against mine. I laughed and gently scratched his beard. Athos hummed at the feeling as his eyes scanned my face.

“how drunk are you?” I asked softly, trying to memorize his face. We were interrupted by porthos crashing into our little room and breaking the table behind me. He sat up slowly and smiled at the two of us.

“Oh hello.” He chuckled, struggling to stand up. “Look at you two…” athos raised an eyebrow at him before his fist came out of nowhere to make contact with porthos’ nose. Porthos laid back, knocked unconscious.

“you didn’t have to do that.” I laughed as athos turned his attention back to me. He kissed along my neck and gently bit down.

“yes I did.” He shot back. “Now where were we?” Athos started to kiss me again and I hummed happily as I tangled my fingers through his hair. “Let’s take this back to the rooms.” I nodded and athos stood up, making sure that I had my legs wrapped tightly around his waist. We both laughed as he started to walk out of the bar and down the street to where we had taken up lodging for the night. Athos pinned me against the door as he got us into his room. My head fell back against the door as he started to bite and suck on my pulse point.

“oh god athos.” I moaned. He smiled against my skin and trailed his nose along my jawline before pulling me back into a seering kiss.

“I get what I want. But is this what you want?” He asked, panting slightly as he pulled back to look at me. I nodded, tugging on his hair slightly.

“more than you could ever imagine.” I whispered. Athos smiled at me and nodded. He pulled me away from the door and started walking towards the bed. “You have me athos. Mind, body and soul.” Athos set me down and gently crawled over me as he captured my lips in a kiss. I grabbed the collar of his shirt and tugged it over his head, athos shaking his head to get the hair out of his face.

“and I am yours.” He whispered back as he started to undress me. Our clothes piled up at the end of bed and athos kissed his way back up my body before caging me in between his arms. “Perfect. Just absolutely perfect.” He breathed out before kissing me deeply. I wrapped my arms around his neck tightly as he slipped into me. We both moaned and athos lowered himself on me.

“athos.” I breathed out. “Please athos. Please. I need you.” With a deep kiss, athos started to slowly thrust into me. He let his head fall onto my shoulder and I reached up to tangle my fingers in his hair. With each thrust, I tilted my hips up to meet his.

“oh fuck.” Athos moaned. I whimpered as he started to speed up. His hands roamed over my body, squeezing my hips gently before moving to my thighs. Athos hiked my leg up his waist as he ground against me.

“Merdes.” I breathed out, turning my head to kiss his neck. “Athos.” He sucked on my neck as I let my head fall back. Athos hummed happily as he changed angles and thirst deeper into me. “Close. So close.” Athos pulled back and smiled at me, sweat dripping down his brow.

“cum for me ma Cherie. Cum.” Athos snapped his hips against mine and forced me over the edge.

“athos!” I screamed before he captured my lips in a kiss. I moaned against his lips and tugged on his hair. Athos groaned and followed me over the edge.

“fuck. (Y/N).” His voice was strained as he groaned. Rolling over, he pulled me into his as he let out a contented sigh. “I’d say we both got what we wanted.” I smiled at him before rubbing my thumb over his beard.

“I’d say.” I agreed. Athos smiled back at me before kissing me. “I say let’s continue to get what we want.” Athos nodded in agreement. “All for one.”

“and one for all.” He finished before kissing me deeply.

[chiaraanatra]

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[ofsmokenandgold]

Last Line WIP Tag Game

Thanks for the tag @highfunctioningflailgirl!

rules: post the last sentence you wrote for any fic and tag as many people as there are words

This line is from what was intended to be a little piece of Musketeers post-Douai Athos/Aramis reunion smut that has now gotten a little out of hand. It will be finished soon - promise.

He wants the feel of that lithe, strong warmth against him, wants to know once more all the lines and scars and hollows of this body that is so dear to him.

Tagging, with no obligation whatsoever: @eowynlyr @strangenewwords @wingsofhcpe. Not even going to try to tag 32 people.

[zoi-no-miko]

Hey I'm coming from ao3, and umm...I kinda read a bunch of your Dark City works, and then your other works and left kudos(little_mr_morrie) and ahhh I just your so cool! Your so cool!!!! Your sooo cool!!! I also love your blog!

Granted I thought your profile picture was a musketeers thing, but realized it's John/Daniel which is even better, but oh my God you just your so cool and amazing and I hope you have a great day!!!! You made my entire night!!

Me with you: (your again very cool, and damn the devil works hard but you work harder💖💖)(finally some good fucking kiefer content🎉💗💗💗💗💗)

OH MAN OH MAN OH HI :D :D :D

Hey now, YOU are very cool, I was stoked to wake up to AO3 Gushing (I live!) partly because interaction=love, and x1000 when you've been rowing a canoe in a tiny fandom for like over a decade but also because I always feel like getting comments on really old fic is like having a long-parted friend show up unexpectedly, so I get relive the joy of writing it again (and in many cases just _remembering_ old work? XD )

Daniel will always be Best Kiefer but several other Kiefers come very close behind. Athos was my first Kiefer and later led to me meeting my wife which I guess is how the username landed? (I lost my old one to a fuckin' furniture blog and tumblr hasn't purged it yet ;___;)

Anyway, thank you, welcome to Shell Beach we hope you enjoy your stay, please avail yourself of the unlimited Dark City Smut. :D

[rainbowcolored7]

Sometime Someday Somewhere (8834 words) by rainbowcolored7 Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Musketeers (2014) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: d'Artagnan/Athos | Comte de la Fère Characters: Athos | Comte de la Fère, d'Artagnan (Trois Mousquetaires), Aramis | René d'Herblay, Porthos du Vallon, Constance Bonacieux, Original Characters Additional Tags: Romance, Smut, Strangers to Lovers, Under-negotiated Kink, Deepthroating, Light Dom/sub, Praise Kink, Alcohol, Dirty Talk, mention of past d'artagnan/constance, no beta we die like the cardinal Summary: When his father died, he left home looking for a new start. When he made himself a new home in the city, he got his heart broken by a married woman. Fed up with his life, searching for any kind of relief from his pain, d’Artagnan finds himself wandering into a seedy bar where he meets someone else trying to escape his burdens.

@iffervescent @fleet-off

[theblondeone-029]

[myalchod]

Tagged by @junkshop-disco — and I do indeed love a good bit of statistics!

rules: give us the links to your fics with the most hits, second most kudos, third most comments, fourth most bookmarks, fifth most words, and fic with the fewest words.

Most hits: Never and Always (BBC’s Musketeers, Athos/Milady) Milady turns around at Le Havre at the end of Season 2, and everything changes. Intended as a oneshot for a prompt, grew into the longest fic I have ever posted (and the start of a multi-part AU) ... all without ever addressing the original prompt. Oops.

Second most kudos: A Pear and an Apple (X-Men comics, Kitty + Storm) Kitty celebrates Tu b'Shevat during her first year at the mansion with some unexpected company. Written for Jewish Comics Day, deliberately using a less-known holiday.

Third most comments: echo (Fate: the Winx Saga, Farah/Saul) Every time Saul has a nightmare, Farah feels it through their bond. Alternatively: Charis once again writes all-ages-appropriate (and fairly gen) fic in response to a kink meme prompt, or "oneshot fail, part 3,724". I regret nothing, except possibly not ending with a +1 of pain.

Fourth most bookmarks: we have a tie! Penitent (BBC’s Musketeers, Athos/Milady) “Five years you were faithful to my memory ... but I leave for a week and you cannot even keep your hands off yourself.” A birthday gift that's pretty much 5k of filthy smut punctuated by Athos' inevitable issues. three times true (BBC’s Musketeers, Athos/Milady) Five times Athos surprised Milady, from pre-canon through the end of S2. A response to an anonymous prompt, exploring Milady's character over time.

Fifth most words: instinctively (Fate: the Winx Saga, Farah/Saul) Saul Silva and the terrible horrible no-good very bad flower. Mandatory sex pollen fic, where Saul reluctantly asks Farah for help and things escalate. Another kink meme fill ... that at ~7500 words definitely shows that I don't tend to write a lot of long fic.

Fewest words: Belief (Battlestar Galactica reboot, Roslin) Believing is preferable to thinking herself crazy ... A Roslin drabble that was one of my earliest forays into that fandom (and the start of a headlong tumble back into writing).

Tagging: (only if you feel like it!) @aserene, @somenamewithepineapple, @rxnefairs, @relentlessescapism, and anyone who wants to do this and tag me so I can see your results?

[athoshq]

AthosHQ is an M/M smut roleplay group set in an a/o, fantasy universe.

Twenty years after moving away from the royal city to find their perfect and quiet village of Athos, three packs live in harmony and work together to live an idyllic life. But some are beginning to question why there are three packs, and some even wish to be the one sole leader of the village. Will the three packs continue to work together to keep their dream of surviving on their own, or will they crumble under the oligarchy?

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[badassbutterfly1987]

Fandom Growth Exchange Letter/Prompts

Opt-ins: I am fine with pretty much anything. If you feel like taking a prompt in a dark direction (and there are certainly pairings here that would fit) then I am more than okay with it. Not picky when it comes to smut, no hard DNWs.

The Death Gate Cycle - Margaret Weis & Tracy Hickman

Haplo & Xar, Haplo/Xar

I am fascinated by the bits we see of their relationship, how it isn't especially healthy but is still very genuine (he considers Xar an adoptive father but also consistently thinks of him as his lord and master). That Haplo becomes a better person at the same time Xar becomes more villainous. That they still deeply care about each other even as they fight.

Prompts: an early look at their relationship after Haplo is brought out of the Labyrinth. A deeper look at their feelings when they turn against each other. A dark au where Xar tries to forcefully get Haplo back on his side. Or maybe an au where Xar survives the last book and they struggle to lead their people after the harm done between them (mostly on Xar's end, honestly).

2. Dresden Files

Bianca St. Claire/Rachel: poor tragic toxic lesbians. a deeper look at what their relationship was like before and after Rachel's death.

Inari Raith & Thomas Raith, Lara Raith & Lord Raith, Lara Raith & Thomas Raith, Lord Raith & Thomas Raith: twisted unhealthy family dynamics! Thomas trying so hard to keep Inari safe and wanting her to feel loved. the centuries of manipulative affection between Lara and Lord Raith. Lara and Thomas love each other but they're trapped in an abusive family and power structure, more codependent siblings, fighting together or with each other, Lara trying to protect him from Lord Raith, or hurting him at their father's command. I am deeply fascinated by the fact that Lord Raith apparently raised Thomas and allowed him to reach adulthood despite it being much more convenient to get rid of him early which suggests a lot more complexity than is portrayed.

Lara Raith/Lord Raith, Lara Raith/Thomas Raith, Lord Raith/Thomas Raith: similar to above but leaning into the canonical incest and sexual abuse. doesn't have to be smut but I would be intrigued how having that be both so prevalent and accepted would affect how the younger members view the world.

Karrin Murphy & Susan Rodriguez, Maggie Dresden & Susan Rodriguez: would love anything with Susan, there's so much left unexplored with her character. maybe she had a casual friendship with Murphy where they would have lunch and complain about Harry, magic, and monsters. maybe a look at her difficult decisions regarding Maggie from her perspective, loving her daughter and trying to keep her safe but also making the admittedly selfish decision to not tell Harry about her at first.

Margaret Lefay/Lord Raith: toxic trash couple that I adore, intrigued that canon suggests it started as a genuine connection before it went bad, will accept weird fluff or creepy dark.

3. Popsy - Stephen King

Dwight Renfield & Popsy's Grandson

okay so Dwight Renfield from Night Flier is indicated to be the same as the old vampire we meet in Popsy, where there is also a vampire kid that is referred to as his grandson

so what's the story there? is there a biological link? did the vampire adopt a young child and turn him out of loneliness? is this a one-off or a pattern of behavior?

4. Shades of Magic - V. E. Schwab

Astrid Dane/Athos Dane/Holland Vosijk, Athos Dane/Holland Vosijk: we know the Danes tortured and used him. just how far did it go when Kell wasn't there?

Osaron/Holland Vosijk: maybe a deeper look at the deal they made?

Ros Vortalis & Holland Vosijk, Ros Vortalis/Holland Vosijk: These two fascinate and make me sad. Either platonic or romantic or something vague in between. Can be pre-canon stuff or a happier canon divergence.

5. Spares - Michael Marshall Smith

I came so close to adoring this book. so maybe a look at stuff that wasn't explored enough?

David & Suej: treated as the most mature well-balanced of the kids and indicated to be close to each other. how do they take care of the younger kids? what are they up to post-canon?

Jack Randall & David, Jack Randall & Suej: Jack accidentally adopted these kids and is definitely making it up as he goes along.

Jack Randall/Nearly: they're implied to get together in the epilogue. what does their new life look like?

6. American Assassin (2017)

Annika/Mitch Rapp: so the movie seemed to be setting them up as a couple before she was killed off, so maybe a closer look at that? maybe they officially get together or it sticks to light flirting? post-canon AU where they're loyal to different factions but also still care about each other?

Mitch Rapp & Ronnie | Ghost, Mitch Rapp/Ronnie | Ghost: a closer look at how these two parallel each other. maybe Mitch joins Ghost? maybe Ghost is instead captured and imprisoned/team tries to rehabilitate him?

Mitch Rapp/Victor: there was so much potential for these two, like there was definitely setup for a rivals-to-teammates-to-friends story. a snapshot of training together and grudging friendship? an AU where Victor doesn't die in the first mission and helps take down Ghost? post-canon AU where they're still a team and have to address the growing tension between them?

7. Ninja (Florentine Movies)

Casey Bowman/Masazuka: they had vibes in movie 1 and I'm convinced there was something going on beyond just student rivalry. like Masazuka is clearly resentful that this outsider was brought in and is treated as one of the best students (think a GI Joe Snake-Eyes situation), something Casey is aware of and seems to feel a little bad when he indirectly gets Masazuka kicked out. Add in the nearly 15 year age gap between them and there's potential for a lot of spiciness. did Casey ever look up to him as a mentor, and did Masazuka ever try to take advantage of that?

Casey Bowman/Nakabara: Casey clearly looked up to Nakabara and it's indicated they trained together. teen crush/secret dating? whatever Nakabara's thinking when he decides to manipulate Casey into killing a rival in movie 2? AU where Casey doesn't realize the truth and stays with Nakabara?

Casey Bowman/Namiko Takeda: these two are just very sweet, lots of lady+knight vibes but ninja flavored. a look at when they officially got together? movie 2 AU where she doesn't die and joins his vengeance quest? happy AU where they get to live and have their family?

8. Scream of the Wolf (1974)

Byron Douglas/John Weatherby

What I call the "intriguingly homoerotic werewolf thriller from the 70s". The full movie is on youtube.

ex-boyfriends? pre-canon hunt? AU where Byron is an actual werewolf? John chooses to accept his ex's murderous urges and agrees to hunt with him again?

9. Universal Soldier (Movies)

John: Day of Reckoning's tragic lead. thinks he's a human avenging his murdered family but nope he's a brainwashed UniSol manipulated into destroying the UniSol revolution. a look at his mental state as he realizes the truth? a look at the previous John clone who didn't go after Luc but didn't stay with the revolution either, trying to settle down with a regular job and girlfriend? an AU where our John joins the revolution? whatever he's up to post-canon with taking over the revolution?

Luc Deveraux/Andrew Scott: you can't tell me these two aren't ex-boyfriends in movie 1. just a couple army guys fooling around in secret? when they're brainwashed UniSols who work together and don't yet remember each other? Regeneration AU where Luc recruits the Andrew clone instead of killing him? a closer look at whatever their deal was in Day of Reckoning, how they managed to recruit an army of UniSols together?

10. Killer7

Coyote Smith/Dan Smith: enemies to rivals to lovers vibes.

Coyote Smith/Dan Smith/Garcian Smith/Kaede Smith/Kevin Smith/Mask de Smith: weird family polycule dynamics. so much potential with their implied backstories, where Garcian fits in as a later addition who became their leader. can include Con in a more platonic part of the dynamic.

Curtis Blackburn/Dan Smith: so we have Curtis, pure evil individual, and Dan, who is Complicated; what did that mentorship look like before it turned sour? considering Curtis'... private hobby, it isn't out of the realm of possibility he took advantage of Dan's loyalty. and after breaking away, is Dan ever haunted by their relationship/his own actions?

Dan Smith & Harman Smith: Dan's second mentor that he also once tried to kill. does he ever regret not killing him? does Harman ever struggle to keep him under control?

[ireallymisscoffee]

//ok but like... ep04 guys. omg. if you've been here a while, y'all know i've been playing joel with bad knees and hearing issues (he's deaf on one side in my post tlou2 verse, too but for diff reasons). i yelled at my screen when i saw.

honestly, i loved the ep. getting to see them camp and stuff - something we don't get in the game was just so good. the whole survival part seems more prominent than in the game bc ofc, and i love it.

old man joel is the best. kudos to pedro ngl. i've been turned y'all. i'm a pedro stan. there is no going back for me, i'm in this hole and i got no bill with a ladder. (too early? yep) anyway, i love. i'm surprised ellie got her first experience on hurting someone already but hey. seeing joel get surprised bc of his hearing hurt my heart in the best way and the guilt after. ohhhh my god. i love joel. i love joel. i love joel. i love joel.

anyway, sorry i haven't been around. an old friend and i reconnected and they invited my to this rpg (i grabbed me pedro as an fc ofc ahaha) and it's a wonderful group in which smut is also not frowned upon so it's quite enjoyable. i plan to take a day off this week to do all my replies.

if anybody is interested in the rpg, i'll link and explain under the cut just in case.

Basically it's an m/m a/o (alpha/omega) werewolf verse rpg set in medieval times. it combines my 3 fav things ahaha. They're all sweethearts and wonderful writers. It's called Athos. <3

[athosads]

AthosHQ is an M/M smut roleplay group set in an a/o, fantasy universe.

Twenty years after moving away from the royal city to find their perfect and quiet village of Athos, three packs live in harmony and work together to live an idyllic life. But some are beginning to question why there are three packs, and some even wish to be the one sole leader of the village. Will the three packs continue to work together to keep their dream of surviving on their own, or will they crumble under the oligarchy?

HOMEPAGE || FAQ & ASK || NAVIGATION || THE PACKS || APPLICATION

[findroleplay]

Hello everyone! I know this is probably a bit unusual but I'm going to try anyway!

I'm on search for The Musketeers (BBC) double up canon x oc roleplay!

What I'm looking for:

• someone who could play Athos for my female OC (might be self-insert, I'll see)

• 18+ (preferably 19+)

• smut is not necessary but I'm not against it

• 1-2 semi-long paragraphs

What I can offer:

•I can play anyone from the universe but I have the most experience with playing as Jean Treville

• or you can pick some of our other mutual fandoms!

• MxF (preferably) but I can try my best doing also other pairing

I hope I covered everything!

Contact me either here on my Tumblr or my Discord:

dreamerinthesun#9074

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[ofsmokenandgold]

1. How many works do you have on AO3?:

53

2. What's your total AO3 word count?:

335,362

3. What fandoms do you write for?

For the longest time I only wrote for Star Trek AOS; with a fleeting dip into Sherlock. Then this year I started writing Star Trek Picard, and that led me down a rabbit hole to The Musketeers, so now I'm writing that too.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

I've Been Chasing Grace Sherlock:John/Greg

A Vibration of Delight Pike/McCoy (ST:AOS)

Winged Desires and Veiled Persuasions Pike/Boyce/McCoy (ST:AOS)

Though My Soul May Set in Darkness Pike/McCoy/Kirk (ST:AOS)

Of Hopes and Fears and Twilight Fantasies Pike/McCoy/Kirk (ST:AOS)

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I always try to. Occasionally I will miss one, especially if it's on an old story, but I will try to get to those eventually. Comments are life.

6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

If This is Goodbye (ST:AOS)- a canon-compliant Pike/Boyce story set around Star Trek into Darkness, it makes people cry. Hell, it still makes me cry.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Done With Bonaparte (ST:AOS) The Pike/Boyce story that is an alternate ending to Into Darkness, defies canon and lets Chris live.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Not so far and I've been doing this for decades.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Smut is pretty much my go to genre. My entire Weight of a Man Series is a glorious smut fest - with a lot of relationship-building. I am a little more into hurt/comfort right now, but there is a lot of smut built into the "comfort" part.

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

I do not, I generally can't write in more than one fandom at a time and now that I find myself equally obsessed with ST:Picard and The Musketeers I can't honestly figure out a way to do a crossover with them (I know, failure of imagination).

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Nope

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Nope.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

My very first foray into fan fiction (long before the internet) was a round-robin story with three school friends that we kept going for five years (I still have the notebooks). It was based on The Quest - a very short lived US Western series with a gorgeous young Tim Matheson and equally cute Kurt Russell.

14. What's your all-time favourite ship?

If you look at my output it's clearly Pike/Boyce (ST:AOS). And they will always be my boys. But right now I'm all things Aramis and Aramis-in-space which has me shipping Rios/Shaw and Aramis/Athos and I think that will sustain my writing for quite a while.

15. What's a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

I really don't like to abandon stories and that's why until recently I never posted anything until it was finished. So anything I have started on AO3 will get finished eventually. However, I have stuff in my WIP folder that might never see the light of day, including an early-career Pike/Boyce that is mostly written.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Details, I do details really well, I like to feel immersed in a place or a situation and I do that by giving as many details as feel appropriate for the story. Sometimes that requires a lot of research, especially for Star Trek, but it all adds to the texture of the story.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Adjectives - I use too many of them. I also have a tendency to have way too many run on sentences. Sometimes that's necessary for the pacing of the story, but I always consciously look for them when I'm editing so I can see if I can rework them to be more manageable.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I've only really started doing this with Aramis/Rios and I still don't do much of it, just to make a point. The context usually provides clues to the meaning, and if not then I write the meaning into the text somewhere.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

First - The Quest, and Blake's 7 - For public consumption, Star Trek AOS (first on Livejournal and then AO3)

20. Favourite fic you've ever written?

Winged Desires and Veiled Persuasions (ST:AOS) Pike/Boyce/McCoy I wrote it in a gift-exchange for my fabulous beta, and it just came together and works in a way that stories rarely do. It's a perfect little threesome smut-fest with lots of feelings.

If you’re reading this and want to play, I hereby tag you with no pressure. ���

[happydaygirlfanfiction]

So I’ve got 650 words of an unfinished smut Aramis/Athos one shot and just can’t finish it 🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️ I’m just no good at the sexy 😅😂😂😂 I’d rather torture them 🤷‍♀️🤭🤭 not sure if that’s a good thing to admit but ah well.... 😆