#fic: rated m

[rexsokaficquotes]

“Let’s talk about Commander Tano, then,” says Cody mildly, straightening with a glint in his eye. He’s found the exposed nerve and he knows it. “You think I don’t see you with your Jedi, Rex’ika? At least I have the decency to keep it behind closed doors.”

Rex keeps his cool. On the inside, he’s burning from the memory of Tano and Skywalker in that cave, Anakin kneeling to meet his eyes and Ahsoka’s fingers soothing his pulse. It’s uncomfortably heavy. What’s worse is that—like Cody must see, because again, Cody knows All—there is a treacherous part of him that… itches, and it’s flaring like a homing beacon. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“Don’t you?”

— lookondownfromthebridge, from Chapter 2: with you I serve, with you I fall in ‘i ought to be thy Adam’

[cloneshipficquotes]

It turns out, Fives was right about Echo.

When he'd told him, all those months ago, that Echo would've liked him, Tup had assumed it was flattery, but Echo does like him. Tup thought it might be hard to share Fives with someone with whom he shares so much history. The bond between them was intimidating at first (if the general dragged them off to the temple tomorrow saying they had the Force, Tup would be inclined to believe him), but they’ve never made him feel left out. In fact, he enjoys seeing the way they work and live together seamlessly, like they can read each other’s minds.

— loverboy_havocboy, from a kiss while someone watches - “new poly” echo/fives/tup

[arathejedi394]

that meme of bucky with the twitter post saying "the winter soldier having flashbacks of gay sex and not knowing why"

“I think I’m gay,” Bucky announces abruptly.

Sam chokes on his beer. Bucky claps him on the back, looking pensively into the dark water. Sam gets a breath, then clears his throat several times before licking his lips.

“What makes you say that?” he asks casually.

“I remember having gay sex,” Bucky answers ponderously. “A lot.”

"A lot?" Sam repeats, now bewildered.

Bucky just nods slowly, his gaze distant. Sam blinks several times, wondering what the hell he's imagining.

“With who?” he demands, looking at him with eyebrows high on his forehead.

Bucky just frowns. “I don’t know. A couple of guys. A big one and a little one.”

Sam looks out at the water, too, mouthing under his breath about how fucking stupid this man can get. Then takes Bucky’s cigarette and drags on it. Bucky snatches it back.

“You’re not a super soldier,” he snaps. “No smoking, kid.”

“Sorry,” Sam replies. “I mean, about – About not remembering… Hm… Oof. That’s, uh, that’s rough, buddy.” He claps Bucky on the shoulder, glancing over his shoulder with a grimace for their friend, the one who was little but now is big and is now retired so he can paint large blue watercolors of some vague masculine figure over and over again, that friend. He faces the water again and blows out his breath. Idiots. Jesus Christ man.

Bucky sighs, wistful, then drags on the cigarette himself. The boat rocks behind them.

“Did I hear you say you remember having gay sex?” Steve calls from behind them.

Bucky glances over his shoulder at him. “Yeah,” he says, nodding. “You know anything about that?”

Sam looks at Steve, raising his eyebrows. Steve’s lower lip wobbles for a second and then he just smiles.

“I’m sure you’ll remember,” he then says quietly.

Bucky nods, turning back. Sam drops his jaw at Steve, who just lowers his gaze and sits down on a bench, hands in his lap and head down. Like a kicked puppy. Sam blusters, half gesturing between the two of them, but Steve shoots him a glare and Bucky doesn't notice. Sam looks between the two of them for over a minute, just watching these two idiots standing five feet apart because they’re not gay.

“Okay,” Sam declares, “that’s it! I’ve had it up to HERE with the homoerotic tension on this boat!”

Bucky looks up, frowning. Steve jerks his head up, too, his eyes wide. Sam points with both hands at Steve, but looks at Bucky.

“He knows somethin’ about you being gay for sure!” he snaps. “Frankly, I think he knows more about it than you do! Double frankly! I know that for a mothafuckin' fact!”

Bucky opens his mouth, looking bewildered, then glances between Steve and Sam. “Huh?”

Sam slaps himself in the face with the hand not holding his beer. Bucky frowns at Steve. Steve blushes and looks towards the stern of the boat. Bucky suddenly gasps, jerking a hand up to point.

“I fucked you!” he shouts.

Steve blushes harder, bright red behind his beard, as he look down into his lap, then he nods, seeming speechless.

Sam smacks himself on the forehead again, making a face at their stupidity. Then Bucky shoves his cigarette back into his hand, and he storms right up to Steve and hauls him off the bench by the back of his shirt. Steve squeaks adorably for a man of his large size, but Bucky starts dragging him off the boat.

“Okay?” Sam calls after them as Steve stumbles to keep up with Bucky. “Bye, I guess?”

“Thanks!” Bucky shouts over his shoulder.

“What’s going on?” Steve says.

“I’m fucking your face in that alley over there, sweetheart,” Bucky announces. "Then I'm coming all over your beard."

“I did not need to hear that!” Sam shouts back. “Didn’t need to hear that! I expect to be both of y’all’s best man at your wedding! And the officiant! And I’mma give both of y’all away, too!” He turns, then pivots, jabbing his finger in their direction. “And it better be a destination wedding, gay ass dumbasses! I wanna go to Bali!”

Steve waves his middle finger behind him as he skips, eagerly, along behind Bucky down the pier. Sam shakes his head, turns, and puffs on the cigarette again.

“Gay ass dumbasses,” he mutters, “one looks over, the other’s already looking away. My ass.”

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[sunnydbeam]

Gamma Code - Chapter 1: Hell In The Darkness

▪︎ Word count: 4,628

▪︎ Rating: M

▪︎ Chapter summary:

Your routine, methodical job becomes a deadly pursuit when you get caught up in a problem you didn't know existed. It turns out to be your problem now.

[lynnearlington]

how can we be lovers (if we can't be friends) - chapter vi

Supergirl, Kara/Lena, M

“I believe there are no less than ten bedrooms in The Manor,” Veronica says in that voice of superiority she’s so perfected. “But by all means, continue to defile the Buttery.” 

When I have no plans to abandon this fic, I mean it. More Hockey AU to be read: HERE.

ko-fi | fic tag

[mike-wachowski]

“Okay.” Sam takes a deep breath, in and out, and Lena can see the cloud of frost forming around her exhale. The sub-thermal temperature of the freezer is already thawing what was left of Lena’s growing hot rage. “Spill. Why are you acting like a dick?” 

Lena huffs. “I’m certainly not acting like a dick. Jess made a mistake. It’s within my duties as the head chef to make sure everything is perfect—”

Sam raises a hand and immediately silences her. “Lena. I’m not your brother. I don’t want you to be perfect. I don’t need you to be our boss right now. I need you to be our friend.” Sam pulls out an empty apple crate from the bottom shelf and plants herself down on it. “Now tell me what’s wrong. Please.” 

Lena slumps to the floor. She sighs, watching the small puff of ice that gathers around her breath, and buries her head in her hands. 

She whispers, “Kara and I kissed.”

“What?” Sam leans in. “Lena, you gotta speak up, the fan is on-”

“Kara and I kissed!” Lena shoots her head up, making eye contact with Sam. “Kara and I kissed, and… we haven't talked about it or anything, and we haven’t done it since, but I— I made her pizza, and my brother called, and I was so upset, and I kissed her, and I can’t stop thinking about it.” 

the final chapter of you can tell a whole story with a taste is now live (and its 16k!)

you can read it from the start here.

[spicycinnabun]

@118dailydrabble for day 99 prompt tomorrow ⚙︎ rated: m ⚙︎ pair: buck/tommy ⚙︎ tags: part 15 of android au, h0rny bot, USB blasting

Tommy stood behind a shirtless EB, his back panel open. One of his ports was bothering him.

Tommy wiggled the connector. “It’s really tight.”

He pulled it out and thrust it back in multiple times. EB gasped quietly.

Still too snug.

Tommy braced his other hand on EB’s shoulder to drive it in harder.

EB’s head bowed, hiding a growing blueberry blush.

Finally, the connector slid in smoothly with a satisfying click.

EB moaned.

Tommy stilled, ignoring his bastard mind. Straight to the gutter. “Did that trigger your pain sensors?”

“P-pleasure sensors,” EB responded, staticky. “Since the roof collapse, they’ve been behaving erratically and without authorization. I'm sorry. Maybe after tomorrow’s updates…”

Tommy swallowed. Fuck. “Don’t sweat it.”

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[arty-platypi]

a couple of doodles for my Roz x Vontra fic and cover ideas for said fic. i chose to use the texture of the brush to help with the "shading" in the mini illustrations but now that i'm seeing it here on tumblr the image quality brings it down lole. Haven't been drawing them too much but it's just because I keep writing for them, ha...

[desceros]

crawls in. drops off a link for you. crawls away

[steddieunderdogfics]

bet by starryeyedjanai for challenge monday

bet. by starryeyedjanai

@starryeyedjanai

Rating: Mature

2,835 words, 1/1 chapters

Archive Warning: No Warnings Apply

Tags:

Robin Buckley & Steve Harrington Friendship, Bisexual Steve Harrington, Gay Eddie Munson, First Kiss, Bets & Wagers, Clubbing, Bars and Pubs, Meet-CuteFluff, Fluff and Humor, Banter

Summary:

"You need me to, to kiss you?" the guy asks, and this was a bad idea, the worst idea Robin's ever had. There's no way he's going to agree to this. "So, my friend-" he stops, looking back at Robin - she waves at them. He's trying so hard not to blush as he turns back to the guy and says, "She bet me that I couldn't get a guy to kiss me since it's my first time here. So I was wondering if you would kiss me, so I can win the bet." He's steeling himself for rejection, for this guy to tell him to fuck off or maybe have mercy and let him down gently by telling him he's taken. But he just smiles, tilting his head at Steve. "Why me?"

Thanks for the rec!

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[rexsokaficquotes]

“Ahsoka-” Rex hesitated for a moment, trying to find the right words for what he wanted to say, before continuing, “Why are you here?”

“What do you mean?” Her face had a quick flash of puzzlement but her tone was gentle.

“Are you here because of the rebellion?”

“No, Rex.” She stepped closer and looked him square in the eyes, “I’m here for you.”

— BlueStarlalight, from Chapter 3 in ‘Untrained’

[fine-nephrit]

🥏 Fic Rec #62: "Original Sin" by Syntax6

Today’s fic is another novel-length mystery by @syntax6 that showcases her well-honed craftsmanship with polish and confidence. The premise is intriguing: what if Scully really did leave and move to Utah at the end of Fight the Future? The fic picks up two years later with a casefile that unravels the mystery at the heart of the X-Files mytharc.

It never ceases to amaze me the way Syntax6 weaves the loose threads of canon into something even better—plausible, compelling, and still true to the series' classic vibe. Her original characters and her take on Diana are first-rate as always. An entertaining, powerful read!

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🥏 on author's site 🥏 audio version on @audiofanficpod read by @red2007

length: novel, 102K / 52,000+ words season: post-FTF pairing(s): M/S UST to RST, Scully/Other, Mulder/Other tags: AU, casefile, angst, mytharc, jealousy, rift, separated/reunited, good OCs, Diana Fowley, Samantha Mulder rating: explicit/NC-17

Tagging @today-in-fic

[fic-recs-by-lulu]

Title: bah humbug

Author: spqr

Fandom: Arcane: League of Legends

Rating: E - Explicit

Category: M/M (Jayce/Viktor)

Content Warnings: None

Word Count: 10,993

Summary/Excerpt:

“Look,” Jinx says, trailing Viktor across campus the next morning, on the way to oversee their last final of the year, “I get how hard Christmas can be for us orphans — ”

“You are a fake orphan,” Viktor tells her, without sympathy. “You have a sister.”

“A sister’s not parents.”

“And two fathers.”

“Divorced fathers.”

“Living divorced fathers, last I checked.”

“My point,” Jinx huffs importantly, long-suffering, like she’s the one who’s stuck with Viktor instead of the other way around, “is that I get it. Whenever someone offers you something good, you get scared they’re gonna take it away.”

or: Jayce invites Viktor home for Christmas

[eddiebabygirldiaz]

hi hello for drunken love confessions prompts 16 "This is not a dream, I think. In my dreams we're usually kissing." if anything comes to yooou 💘💘💘

hiii my love thank you SO much for this prompt, it brought me joy when i really needed it, and im sorry it took me so long asdfghjkl

drunk love confessions prompts : "This is not a dream, I think. In my dreams we’re usually kissing."

you fill my head with you | 22K | buddie drunk love confession | ao3

And then everything winded down, their friends decided to turn in and head home. Him and Eddie were the last to leave, and he–

He stumbled out of the bar right beside Eddie. He–Oh god, he threw himself all over Eddie. He flirted. He–he told Eddie that–

Buck’s hand stills, the toothbrush lying on his tongue with dead weight, uncomfortable and somewhat annoying, but Buck can’t even think about that because he fucking told Eddie that he dreams about them kissing.

What the fuck?

What the actual, horrible, unholy fuck?

Buck has to leave.

He needs to find a deep, dark hole to climb inside. Bury himself so that he can never come out.

He told Eddie he dreams about them kissing.

He can never see Eddie again for as long as he lives and that’s such a terrifying, heartbreaking, impossible thought, but that’s the way it has to be.

or, a night of drinking leads to buck confessing his feelings to eddie and they are both very stupid about it

read on ao3

[dangerpronebuddie]

Blood On My Shirt (Heart In My Hand) 10k

"I'll go find him," Buck says, ruffling Chris' hair as he skips away. "Eds!" Buck calls. "If you don't get back here, Chim's gonna steal your cake. It's not great cake but you'll still pout about it." He rounds the corner... And his heart falls at his feet. Eddie lay face down on the floor, a pool of red growing around him and shining in the sunlight from the open doors.

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For @badthingshappenbingo and for @monsterrae1 's Spooktober week 1