#casper Darling fic

[redlirium]

Chapters: 8/8 Fandom: Control (Video Game), Alan Wake (Video Games), remedyverse - Fandom Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Dr Darling/oc, Dr Darling/original female character, Dr Darling/reader, Casper Darling/Original Female Character(s), Casper Darling/Reader, Casper Darling/Raya Underhill(mentioned) Characters: Casper Darling, Original Female Character, Zachariah Trench, Emily Pope, federal bureau of control - Character, Raya Underhill, Ahti (Control) Additional Tags: Fluff and Smut, Mutual Pining, Office Sex, Idiots in Love, men in lab coats am I right?, it's silly but also sexy, Friends to Lovers Summary:

The new employee in the Oldest House catches the attention of the Head of research. His sparkling enthusiasm and her utter apathy are captivating for each other.

[mail-me-a-snail]

“Don’t want the Board to watch,” Darling explains, not without an edge of embarrassment. “I mean, can you imagine if this --” he gestures to the small space between them-- “showed up on their minutes? I’d be-- mortified , is the word.” Trench stares at him. It takes him a moment to find the coherency to respond. “I’m sure,” he manages to say, “they wouldn’t mind extracurricular activities.”

a scene from my trench/darling fic, "minutes of the meeting" <3 i may not have finished the game yet but i am utterly enamored with darling and trench's dynamic of the bureau's golden child and his handler υ´• ﻌ •`υ

[sylibane]

AUtober Day 11: Animal-Based

Prompt from @autober

Alan Wake/Control daemon AU. I spent way too long on this. Details under the cut:

Alan - great horned owl. Just used his canon animal motif.

Odin and Tor - raven and goat respectively. Based on their mythological namesakes, with Odin having raven servants and Thor's chariot pulled by goats, and I felt an aggressive, grumpy goat really fit Tor.

Alice - Eurasian skylark. Larks are associated with the dawn, love, and beauty. (I was stuck on Alice the most and also considered snowy owl and hummingbird for her before settling on lark.)

Jesse - American kestrel. Thought a small but predatory bird fit her vibe, especially with the orange and blue color scheme.

Darling - burrowing owl. I thought it really fit his dorky mad scientist vibe and also wanted him to have an owl to parallel Alan's.

Trench - German Shepherd. Wanted something that would seem businesslike and intimidating and also for both him and Casey to have canine daemons.

Casey - husky for the real one and wolf for the fictional/Dark Place one. Again thought a big working dog fit the vibe, while Alan probably gave the fake Casey a wolf instead to seem cooler. Plus there's already some wolf imagery tied with the Dark Place.

Saga - deer. Again just went for her canon animal motif.

[rangerzath]

There are those who will never learn Who build a fire and can't stay warm The only secret to make it through Is to take what's in front of you

Of course since I drew Trench I had to draw Darling. Everyone loves this little morally complex goofball. I like Darling best when hes with Trench. They just go together so perfectly. I enjoyed taking a crack at his features. Still needs work and I am incapable of drawing a circle or a straight line but I'm trying! Background text again inspired by The Days of Thunder by @wondrouswendy (sorry for the @ again but your fic is awesome!)

[alittlesliceofcucumber]

if i had a nickel for everytime i fell in love with a quirky, older, ethically-dubious scientist character who was changed after exposing themselves to a mysterious higher power in pursuit of knowledge and who also happens to be absolutely jacked for no reason, i'd have 2 nickels

which isn't a lot but it's weird it happened twice

[wondrouswendy]

Thinking about them… Trench and Darling

[befuddledmackem]

Title: Notches On The Wall Of My Solitary Cell - Chapter 3

Author: Mackem

Fandom: Alan Wake / Control. Remedyverse fic!

Characters: Alan Wake, Jesse Faden, Emily Pope, Casper Darling

Pairing: Gen! Jesse Faden & Alan Wake, Jesse Faden/Emily Pope

Rating: Teen purely for some swearing and some canon typical mentions of enemy deaths - trigger warning for medical experimentation, restraints, anaesthethesia, and some suicidal thoughts / thoughts of being better off dead in this chapter, but nothing graphic.

Word count: 12,522 total

Summary:

She sprawls onto her ass with a miserable groan and rests her arms on her knees with her head hidden against them, taking the time to just breathe for several long minutes. Sharp shocks of pain lance through her with each gasping breath, but they begin to lessen into a constant dull ache as her body slowly starts to relax. It is not comfortable, but it is at least manageable, for now.

She dreads how she will feel tomorrow, if Emily and Arish don’t finish her off themselves. She wouldn’t begrudge them doing so; they were both clearly right to be wary of her running around the Oldest House on her own. Jesse is sure it won’t be the last time she realises that she should listen to them more when they have her best interests in mind. Maybe she might even learn to recognise it before she gets her ass kicked, one of these days.

Jesse had planned to fully explore the Research Sector today, to do whatever it takes to clear it out entirely, but her body is making new plans known to her; Get Some Rest, location: Central Executive. She levers herself upright, bears the protests of various body parts with as much grace as she can summon, and begins to limp slowly back towards their base.

Then she remembers the projector.

[alphawave-writes]

It Will Come to Pass Chapter 2: Ghost, Guardian, Angels, Shadow | Casper Darling x Tom Zane

Darling and Zane learn more about the TZEs and get a clue as to who might be the cause. A stranger confronts Zane about a terrible deal he made 30 years ago

[noodlecupcakes]

WIP Wednesday (On a Thursday)

Its WIP time! I was tagged by my beloveds @josephseedismyfather and @g0dspeeed. And I actually have something to share this time around! Hooray! Been working on a little Remedy Verse Control themed fluff fic between Darling X Trench.

Now that Emily wasn’t lumbered with the heavy case, she was having a better time navigating the terrain. Casper had taken this opportunity to take the lead, rattling off facts about Cauldron Lake. “Cauldron Lake is the eighth deepest lakes in the world, formed from a volcanic crater. There used to an island but volcanic earthquakes in the seventies caused it to disappear. Although I have a hypothesis that it was the first official altered world event within Bright Falls. It’s a shame we weren’t here to record it, it would have made for some fascinating evidence…” Darling spoke. Emily and Maltese weren’t listening. But Zachariah was. He always listened to his head of research.

Darling continued his ramblings, not particularly paying attention to his footing now as the path became thinner. Zachariah however was always on the lookout for threats or danger, noticing how Casper was getting closer to the edge with each step. It would be too late for Trench to call out to him, so the director grabbed the back of Casper's collar and yanked him back away from the verge. The doctor made a startled sound, looking down as a few lose rocks and dirt went over the edge.

I tag: @simplegenius042, @cassietrn, @la-grosse-patate and @3llisarts

[a-flappy-bat]

Once young, twice bitten.

[seasoliloquy]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Alan Wake (Video Games), Control (Video Game) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Casper Darling/Thomas Zane Characters: Thomas Zane, Casper Darling Additional Tags: Gaslighting, Febuwhump, Manipulation, tom zane king of gaslight gatekeep girlboss Series: Part 6 of Febuwhump 2024 Summary:

Sometimes, it was better to leave things to the audience's imagination. A simple, unexplained line, and let them think of the implications for themselves. If you let people think, what they came up with tended to be far, far worse than anything Tom could say or show them. And, better yet, since they'd come up with it themselves... they believed it.

[koskela-knights]

Minds Collide

https://archiveofourown.org/works/53402182

A brief smut drabble for Zaneling.

-

The two men from different planes of existence and fields didn’t waste time with their collaboration. They stumbled in the dark, but it was okay. They didn’t need much else but each other.

And then minds and bodies collide in various ways. Darling’s reason is stripped away like his clothes. Usually, Darling’s the one to do the exploring and experimenting. But now, the tables are turned and he is the willing subject of one Thomas Zane. The artist’s eager fingers, each an individual brush, paint the scientist’s feverish skin. A beautiful canvas to express his creativity onto. Darling whimpers when his cock is stroked. Zane smiles and leans in for a kiss. Darling happily shares his theories by exchanging words through open mouths and hungry hands. He moans into Zane and together their tongues form a new one. One only they can understand and speak. The tension and heat rises by the second, or is it minutes already? Neither man cares about that. The scientist’s arms are surprisingly strong. The way he holds the film maker close to him, makes Zane feel rational for once in his life. One thing is clear now: he would never want to leave this man’s embrace. Then, Darling thrusts his vision into him. Zane sees stars flash in front of his closed eyes. For a split second, they are infinite. Darling feels the other man leave kisses all over his body, as far as a certain intrusion allowed him. But his hands can basically reach anywhere. Holding Darling’s face in both, trailing his happy trail, touching his sensitive nipples. Sweat drips off them both. Each drop, a piece of evidence of their lovemaking. Hips move in a steady rhythm resembling their synched heartbeats. The finale is almost there. The film maker can feel it. The throbbing in his head and cock. The tension of the other man. Zane’s world fades to black while Darling has an explosive revelation.

[kaleliashepherd]

These are the drawings I made for @redlirium fic!! Enjoy the fic and the art!!

Newton's cradle side effects

By @redlirium

Chapters: 8/8 Fandom: Control (Video Game), Alan Wake (Video Games), remedyverse - Fandom Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Dr Darling/oc, Dr Darling/original female character, Dr Darling/reader, Casper Darling/Original Female Character(s), Casper Darling/Reader, Casper Darling/Raya Underhill(mentioned) Characters: Casper Darling, Original Female Character, Zachariah Trench, Emily Pope, federal bureau of control - Character, Raya Underhill, Ahti (Control) Additional Tags: Fluff and Smut, Mutual Pining, Office Sex, Idiots in Love, men in lab coats am I right?, it’s silly but also sexy, Friends to Lovers Summary:

The new employee in the Oldest House catches the attention of the Head of research. His sparkling enthusiasm and her utter apathy are captivating for each other.

[berryless]

OK, Mr Grim Stalker

Grim Reaper | Casper x Custom Female Main Character (PWP, NC-17 || 5k words || smut, fluff, dirty talk, consensual voyeurism, masturbation on camera)

Summary:

Casper was caught in 4K during call, and MC lives for it. They banter lots, tease each other, Casper's barking and begging.

!Warning!

Not Enterely Canon Compliant, Canon Divergence, Slight Canon Adjustments, Alternative Timeline, Canon Typical Angst and Mentions of Death/dying/etc (but nothing bad really happens, I promise) (at least not in this fic) (this is pure smut with just a sprinkle of warnings)

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"You're blushing, Casper," Caha smiled, her head tilted as she watched him sputtering on the other side of the screen. Somehow the certainty of being seen made his usually perfectly coordinated limbs stiff and awkward. 

"…What are you wearing?" he managed in a strangled voice, habitually avoiding answering unwelcome statements.

"Oh, this?" Caha tugged on one of the straps of her top, and her breasts jiggled right in front of camera. Casper wanted to look away, but couldn't, eyes glued to the display. "Laundry day clothes. Be thankful I bothered to put on anything at all."

Did it mean she could've potentially been sitting there naked..? He tried really hard not to think about it, but failed miserably. A stupid thing, really. Not that he never reaped someone during the intercourse, or never saw other bodies naked—both things happened to him plenty of times. The problem was, those things happened with strangers he had no feelings for whatsoever, and so was able to stay perfectly calm and composed the entire time.

And Caha, as much as it pained Casper to admit it, wasn't such a stranger. She was a nuisance and a sole failure in his outstanding career, and, fuck, why was she leaning closer..?

Casper straightened up, squeezing himself into the back of his armchair, watching Caha's chest practically pressing against the camera as she fished for something. He never knew she had a mole there, right in between. Perfect spot for kissing.

"Lyusha says hiiii," Caha hugged the cat to her stomach and waved Lyusha's paw.

"Hi, Lyusha," Casper answered weakly, casually waving back. 

No, he wasn't at all disappointed with the creature's appearance. Or the fact that she was now babied to pieces, taking all of Caha's attention.

In fact he could stand not being watched for a minute or two.

Losing a glove in process, his right hand slid under the desk, brushing against the throbbing tent of his pants. Hells. It was infuriating how little Caha needed to rile him up.

Casper watched her scratching Lyusha's belly, breasts jiggling with each movement of her arms.

Caha had plenty of moles on her face, but he never knew… Right in between, huh..?

He propped his chin, leaning on his left against the table while his right hand was quietly pulling down the zipper. Unlike certain someone, he was dressed properly for the call. And now regretted it a little: sweatpants would've been easier to get around. Still, he managed. Without the constraints of tight clothes, his erection freely stretched the boxers.

Casper took a quick look at the screen, but Caha was still preoccupied with petting purring Lyusha sprawled on her lap with the most annoying baby voice accompaniment possible. 'Oh, who's the cutest sweetest little thing in the whole wide world' and 'yes, my darling baby angel, you guessed right, it's you' were spilling from her like they cost nothing, flowing right into his ears together with the endless kissy noises, like she was saying that to him.

She wasn't, though, and Casper couldn't help but look at Caha, voicelessly begging her to spare at least a crumb of that attention and affection to him.

She didn't notice, of course.

She never did.

Casper hid the lower part of his face under his left hand and took a first tentative stroke, still through clothes, lips tightly pursed to not let out the slightest sound, eyes on the screen, on that fucking mole, thinking only about how it would feel on his lips. Caha was so warm that one time he touched her. So soft. Even through his gloves, Casper felt that.

His lips would probably melt off on spot if he were to kiss her. Run his palms along her curves. Squeeze her chest, fingers sinking into soft flesh. Bite her collarbone, then neck, taking in the pulse of her life beating against his lips.

Now he could only bite on his glove and swallow down the swears as he slowly stroked himself. Quiet. He needed to keep quiet.

Caha paused, then smiled, eyes sparkling. 

"I was expecting a pretty please, but that's better."

She slipped out of straps of her top and then yanked it down, breasts bouncing free of fabric. Casper watched her, breath caught in his throat, mouth suddenly dry. Caha scooped them into her palms, fondling herself carelessly, fingers digging into flesh. That mole was there again, deep brown in jarring contrast against Caha's pale skin. 

"Well, how about it?" she asked, looking at him with a smile. "How do you like your bones, Grimmy? Are they up to your distinguished taste?" 

He tugged his left glove away with his teeth and ruffled his hair, shaking his head that felt two sizes too big all of the sudden. 

"You really want to see me barking at you like a dog, don't you?" Casper sighed helplessly. 

"Maybe. Is that the only thing you want to do with me?" 

 "…Hardly. If anything, I want so much, I can barely think human thoughts." 

Caha let out a satisfied laugh as she plopped back into the pillows. 

"Not a very good boy, are you now, Grimmy?" she teased, finger circling around her nipple. "With many, many naughty thoughts in that fluffy white head of yours, tsk, tsk, tsk."

"And who's at fault for that?" He couldn't help but glare at her, grating his teeth. 

"Yours, of course," Caha scoffed in a matter of factly manner, her chin raised high. "You could've been fucking me like an animal all you wanted, no thoughts, head empty, brain smooth and unwrinkled, but instead you chose this. Now suffer in the bed you've made. Or rather, in a chair. Touch yourself with those beautiful cold hands of yours, thinking about how mine would've felt. Warm. And soft. Very, very soft. No calluses, no rough spots. Wrapping around all of your length, one atop another, stroking, caressing and rubbing you all over."

"Hah… hngh…" 

Casper choked on his suddenly thickened spit. With Caha voice in his ears, saying stuff like that as she played with her tits, watching him masturbating, his body tingled all over, nipples tender and taut, hips thrusting into his hand by themselves. 

"Please… Talk more, Sunshine… Please… I want…I want to hear more…" 

She sighed in a way that made him tremble, then her right hand slid down again.

"It's not just my hands that are warm, you know? It should be much hotter inside my mouth. I'm not sure if I'd swallow you whole, you're kinda…a handful, in more ways than one, but the tip? I would've circled it with my tongue and taken it in. You know those ridges at the roof of the mouth? Right behind the front teeth? Bet they'd feel good against the skin, won't they?"

"…Yes, yes they would."

Hot sweet mouth. That sharp tongue of hers gliding all over him. She would definitely be all teethy about it, just to make him quiver in anticipation of a bite.

Hands on him, warm touch of them. Handling him with that tender carelessness of hers.  Soft, then firm, then soft again. Light scratches. 

Her face, her eyes, looking at him from the bottom up with that mischievous glint to remind him that she may be on her knees now, but it's him who's getting played. Defenseless and at her mercy. Getting the desired relief only with her permission.

"You're so pretty, Casper. So, so pretty." Caha whispered, words round and sticky inside her mouth, r's rolling from her tongue right into his head like pebbles, disturbing his already unstable mind. 

"Can't…take your eyes away…can you?" he scoffed weakly, trying to shake the picture away before he'd start begging out loud. 

"Can't."

"Knew…it. Ha. Good…you're finally admitting it. Told you…I'm charming…and irresistible…for your kind. Hah. Hngh. Fuck…"

He bit on his lip, squirming in his chair, close, so close… 

"I'm trying, believe me. You know…there is another hot and wet place beside my mouth I can put you in? One that'll take you whole. It's practically dripping now, I'll have to squeeze my shorts after this call, really, what are you doing with me… Better then, what you're not doing with me. When you could've. Honestly. You. Ugh."

He knew what she was talking about. Of course he knew. 

"Caha…" 

"It's hard to do it dry handed, isn't it? You're so sensitive, Casper. Bet it's grating to you without any lube, huh? I could've helped with that. Maybe. Depends on your attitude."

"Please…" 

"No. More."

"Woof..?" 

"Still no. More."

"Sunshine…please…"

"Please what? Use words."

"Please…help me. Please… I…I want…" 

"Yes?" 

"I want…this. You. I want…you…so much, I'm going…crazy. You're fucking up… my life…and my head…and my job…and I still… I… I… Caha… Sunshine… Please."

"…You're telling all this, but still aren't coming. Even though I have perfectly toasty dripping pussy to put you in. Swallow you whole and squeeze the life out of you. Or death. Or soul. Or something. I'm sitting here, wet heaving, frothing at my privates, begging to be stuffed. Begging, Casper. Contracting on nothing but air. Achingly empty inside. All those nice wet folds and pulsing muscles left unused when they could've been wrapped around your stupid pretty pink cock. Hot and tight, so, so, sooooo tight. Milking every last drop out of you. Wouldn't that be nice?"

That was the only thing in his head as Caha spoke, words and images blending together, all the fantasies about her he played on repeat swarming in at once, flickering under his eyelids in sporadic fragmented flashes: Caha with her legs spread wide, demanding to fill her; her again, palm pressed against his chest as she straddled him with that annoying cute irresistible smirk on her lips, her wet folds sliding against his cock, covering him in her juices; her again, hands on his shoulders, palm cradling the back of his neck, nails digging into his skin as he thrust inside her; her again, pushing his head between her thighs, fingers raking through his hair before grabbing a fistful of it right at the roots, the tug just the right amount of painful to feel pleasure; her again, eyes closed, teething on her lower lip, all her soft flesh and curves trembling while he mindlessly beat into her like an animal in heat; her again, riding his face, trembling and moaning, his fingers digging into her thighs to keep her in place; her again, his teeth on her neck, biting and licking and biting again, leaving possessive marks in his wake, mine, mine, mine. Her body, her soul, her heart, everything, all of her, only his.

Nothing but her on his mind. 

Just like she wanted. 

Casper came and choked, gasping on air, dizzy and breathless, lost between fantasies and reality, not sure which was what. 

Caha looked at him from the screen, head tilted, pouting, her cheeks bulged. 

"Congratulations. Good for you. I still think I would've done a better job. Made much less of a mess. And you could've cuddled with me afterwards, and I would've kept you warm. Humph."

She turned her face away, but soon looked back at him from the corner of her eye, then turned even further, chin raised high, harrumphing again. 

How could someone be simultaneously so stinking cute and so fuckable? It was still a mystery to him. 

Casper leaned onto the back of his chair and closed his eyes for a moment, evening his breathing and heartbeat. 

Caha was so incredibly wrong about that one thing: she was the one who made all this mess in the first place. Unceremoniously squeezing into his life, into his head, carelessly breaking and destroying all the rules he upheld, all the things he thought were right, all the plans he had for the future, and triumphantly taking the main place among the rubble of his disorderly mind, crowning herself as she took all the space inside it, leaving no room for other thoughts. 

And a week later he was supposed to claim his rightful rewards for winning the bet and ferry her soul to the afterlife, never see her again, and turn back to the life he had before he ever knew her. 

Yeah. 

She couldn't have made a bigger mess if she tried. 

[rangerzath]

Hop along... 🐇🐇

This was actually my first drawing after I got my tablet. I've certainly come a long way since then. I thought to commemorate my friend Wendy completing her The Runaway Rabbit series. I originally got the idea after she started writing and we were also joking around about Alan as a black bunny.

I love their expressions still. I had a lot of fun with them and of course the sweat and blushes. I actually think Alan's outfit didn't come out too bad. I gave up by the time I got to the feet though. Oh and yeah I found the shape tool since then so I can make a perfect circle for Darling's glasses. The more you know!

Anyway go read Wendy's fic it's amazing and if you like some nervous lil chibis enjoy this doodle! (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)

[2handsslan]

✨june 2024 fic recs✨

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this rec list includes fics for: bucky barnes, peter parker, andy barber, rick grimes, evan buckley, harry styles, and chris evans

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marvel

bucky barnes

my mom thinks your hot - @bluehourbucky

“your son tries to set you up with an avenger in a grocery store”

jealousy, jealousy - @malum-forev

“you're usually someone who preaches love but there's something about a new recruit that makes your blood boil.”

peter parker

interception - @waitimcomingtoo

“ flash’s pool party turns into a kissing party and peter fears you’ll kiss someone else”

c. evans characters

andy barber

crossing lines - @speechlessxx

“the line between best friend and lover is so thin. but can andy’s arrival in the reader’s life force ransom to cross it?”

twd

rick grimes

ghost - @sayafics

“her name was casper graham. at least, she thought it was.

after waking up in a hospital room with no recollection of how she got there, casper was forced to navigate the world of the dead.”

911

evan buckley

you get me so high - @mvltisstuff

“whoever brought those brownies in was an angel to y/n. yeah, a felony for sure, but she’d be lying if she said she didn’t secretly enjoy it.”

the calendar - @imagineshere-forall

“an unexpected person stars for the 118 in the firefighter calendar”

other

harry styles

just give me a day, or two… - @meetmymouth

“in which y/n and harry have been broken up for a while but the internet is still rooting for them. featuring a footballer and lots of tweets.”

luke hemmings

apartment 716 - @valentiyne

“paper-thin walls and numerous noise complaints.”

chris evans

love at coachella - @astranva

“in which chris and singer!Y/N show their love at coachella and fans freak out.”

just you - @astranva

“13 years apart, chris and y/n are everyone’s favorite couple until y/n stars alongside harry styles in don’t worry darling and chris gets insecure over how good they look together.”