#hawaii five 0 x you

[agentbootyreportingforduty]

okay but in 6x11 how the FUCK did steve misread the course description?? he looked at THIS shit and really said “wow that’s perfect for me and my platonic heterosexual (allegedly) work partner” like let’s be so forreal rn

[slutforsilverfoxes]

Sleight of Hand

[A/N: I DID IT! I finished my Steve x reader undercover op fic, and I kind of love it??? I hope those of you who were looking forward to it enjoy it too 😈🖤 Thank you to everyone who encouraged me to write this as a full blown fic! Over 5.7k words hehe whoops]

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When your former mentor had contacted you about an opening at her coral reef research lab, moving from Camden to Oahu had been a no brainer. You’d packed up your life in New Jersey and been on a plane to the Aloha State within a week. Your favorite cousin, who’s truthfully more like the big brother you always wanted, had been elated to hear the news, welcoming you at the airport with open arms and two simple rules.

“Always answer the phone when I call so you don’t worry me to death,” Danny had said, holding up one finger, “and two,” he added a second, “you’re an adult and you can date anyone on this island-”

“Thank… you?”

“-but stay away from this schmuck.”

The schmuck in question had simply rolled his eyes, draped a beautiful lei around your neck, and greeted you with a warm hug. “It’s nice to finally meet you. I’m Steve.”

Your confident promise to your cousin had been broken a whopping two months later- and no, you hadn’t ignored one of his phone calls.

“Did you get me a beer?” you ask with a teasing lilt to your voice, wringing out your wet hair before dropping down onto the bench beside your boyfriend. A quick glance around reveals that Danny’s over by the shrimp truck with Kamekona, and you lean forward to steal a kiss before putting some space between yourself and your favorite brunette.

“I surely did not,” Steve sasses back and takes a swig of his ice cold beverage. “Alcohol and diving do not mix. But I did happen to get a mango smoothie from that one place down the road this pretty girl I know really likes.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Mhm,” he responds, a goofy grin spreading across his handsome face. “But, uh, she didn’t show, so I guess you can have it.”

You laugh and give him a playful shove, then let out a content hum as you pop the straw through the lid and take a grateful sip. “So good,” you moan in delight, and Steve has to bite his lip to refrain from making a comment when he spots Danny approaching the table with your regular orders.

“Hey, you.” Your cousin greets you with a kiss on the cheek before taking up residence on the bench across from you and Steve. “Why’re you sitting all the way over there, huh? You like that clown better or somethin’?”

“This guy?” you snort, taking your lunch off the tray and rifling through the napkins in search of a fork.

“Ouch.” Steve winces as if burned by your comment, and you surreptitiously squeeze his thigh beneath the table.

“So tell me about this case you’ve got,” you coax your cousin to change the subject, spearing some grilled veggies on the plastic fork’s tines and scooping up a respectable mound of rice on top.

“So there’s a diamond smuggling ring-” Danny starts, and you immediately cut him off with, “Shut up, that doesn’t happen in real life.” You turn to Steve for confirmation, but there’s no provocative arch to his eyebrow or twitching of his lips to suggest this is a joke. “Are you serious right now? BFFR, Danno.”

“I don’t- I don’t know what that means. Why are you making me feel old?”

“Be fucking for real,” you and Steve supply in unison, and you smile proudly at him. “You’re learning!”

“Between you and Gracie, I keep up, okay?”

“Oh, between my baby cousin and my daughter, you- okay, that’s excellent,” Danny proclaims, his tone indicating it’s anything but. “Anyway, they’re using poker games as a cover to uh, collect their product, shall we say.”

“There’s enough rich people on Oahu with actual diamonds?” you ask, incredulous. “And here I am working like a pleb for paper currency.”

“Word,” Steve seconds your statement, raising his beer in a toast. You clink your smoothie against it before taking another refreshing sip and asking, “So how’re you gonna catch them?”

“Well, there’s a high roller tournament on Friday night that we’re betting they’ll hit. We wanted to go in undercover and flush them out but…” Steve trails off and gazes at you thoughtfully, but Danny’s shaking his head before the words have even formed on the brunette’s lips.

“No, absolutely not. Don’t even think about it, Steve.”

“What?” You turn to him, excitement coursing through your veins at the way his eyes have lit up. “Think about it! And tell me what you’re thinking about.”

“You could go undercover with me to the tournament, help me gather some intel. Maybe we get you to confirm the diamonds are actually in their possession and-”

“No!” Danny chimes in again. “What’s the matter with you, huh? These guys have killed two people, Steve. It’s too dangerous for her.”

“First off, fuck that-”

“Language.”

With an eye roll, you amend, “Forget that. More importantly, shouldn’t Danny go undercover? You kind of suck at poker, Steve.” You feel a sharp pinch at your side and you yelp in protest, slapping at the Navy SEAL. “It’s true, you little-”

“You’re not going,” Danny says definitively. “What about Tani?”

Steve shakes his head. “Tani and Junior have already questioned two of the men involved. They’ll be made before they even get to the table.”

You cross your arms and level your cousin with a smirk. “Sounds like you need me, Danno.”

“Then I’m going with you,” he declares.

“Yeah, no, hard pass,” you backpedal. “Even as a former thespian, there’s no way I can convincingly play arm candy for you without it being weird.”

“So, it’s settled then, little Williams,” Steve says with a grin. “You and me. Friday night. The high roller table at the Ilikai Hotel.”

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“This whole affair is giving very much Ocean’s Thirteen,” you remark as you lean into the mirror to line your puckered lips with Devil’s Den red. “The diamond heist, the poker game… it’s all so exciting.”

“Except this isn’t Hollywood and a bullet will actually hurt,” your cousin ever so graciously reminds you, trying to tug the slit ends of your dress together and then grunting in displeasure when the action reveals more of your bare back. “You’ve gotta be kidding me with this dress, babe,” he tuts. “Why’s it so expensive if it’s missing half the fabric, huh?”

You shrug and answer with a smile, “Don’t ask me! Your buddy picked it out.”

“Oh yeah, I bet he did,” Danny grumbles under his breath. “I mean, you’d be the most beautiful woman in the room if you were wearing a paper bag, but this- this dress-”

“Danno,” you laugh, completing the finishing touches on your makeup before turning around to squeeze his shoulder. “Remember one of the first things you said to me when I stepped off the plane?”

“Don’t date Steve?” he offers hopefully with a grimace.

That ship has sailed and it’s not docking anytime soon, you think wryly. “No, you goofball,” you respond instead, “that I’m an adult. Everything’s going to be fine!”

“Alright, okay, but just- just promise me you’ll be smart tonight and play it safe.”

With three fingers held aloft, you answer solemnly, “I promise.”

“And don’t let Steve talk you into doing something stupid, okay? No honeypot insanity or trying to sneak into rooms or anything, you got it?”

You press your lips to your cousin’s cheek and then wipe away the smudged lipstick. “Relax, Danny. The man’s a former SEAL. What could possibly go wrong?”

You open the door of the en-suite bathroom with a small smirk tugging at your lips as Danny splutters on behind you in answer to your incendiary question.

As soon as your stiletto touches down on the carpeted floor of the luxury hotel room, you’re hit with an enthusiastic, “Woah, baby!”

“You like?” you ask with a grin, holding your arms out at your sides and giving Tani a spin to show off the dress.

Tani laughs appreciatively and lets out a low whistle. “You are smokin’ hot. I am looking… disrespectfully,” she concludes after pretending to mull over her word choice. She sneaks a glance over at her boss who’s trying and failing to draw his gaze away from the high slit that’s showing off a majority of your leg, then steps closer to you and drops her voice. “And I’m not the only one.” You shush your friend quickly and she ducks away from your playful smack with another peal of laughter.

“Wow,” Steve breathes out, practically sporting heart-eyes as he drinks in the black silk hugging every curve of your body. His piercing blue eyes blaze a trail of heat from the stilettos on your feet to the low bun your hair is swept into, and you feel your skin grow warm under his attention.

“You look pretty wow yourself,” you remark, appreciating the smart tux he’s donned, the perfectly tailored suit accenting every defined muscle on his powerful body. The blush on your face deepens when your gaze meets his, catching a glimpse of a hungry predator on the prowl.

“No, but you, Y/N,” Steve counters, his voice a low growl, “you just- I mean- wow.” He looks ready to pounce, and you’re positive he would forego the event in lieu of spending the evening in bed if there wasn’t a case riding on your performance tonight- and your cousin who you’re keeping your relationship a secret from less than a foot away.

Danny snaps in his face, directing the brunette’s attention to him. “Don’t you gawk at her like that. Paws off my baby cousin, you hear me? Better use the right head tonight, Steven, I swear.”

You dart your eyes over to your boyfriend and make an intentionally obscene gesture with your hands, indicating which head you’re thinking about. He covers up his laugh with a cough, then hurries to reassure his partner. “Danno, c’mon. I’m a perfect gentleman. Aren’t I, Y/N?”

“You’re an animal, is what you are,” your beloved cousin continues his tirade, answering for you. “Just remember I’m watching, huh? I’ve got eyes on all the cameras.”

“Alright, people, focus now,” Lou admonishes gently, handing you and Steve small communications devices that you fit snugly into your ear, out of plain sight. “Y’all remember the plan?”

“Stand there and look pretty. Don’t get shot at,” you dutifully list off your objectives for the op with an exaggerated waggling of your eyebrows while Steve tests the microphone tucked away in his bow tie. “As an unofficial member of Five-0 now, do I get a gun?”

“Are you insane?” Danny cries as Steve asks, genuinely, “Where would you even hide a gun in that dress?”

Unable to resist, you shoot him a coy smile and challenge, “Wouldn’t you like to know, Commander?”

“Woah.” Your cousin holds his hands up between the two of you and declares, “Flag on the play. Don’t- Don’t do that. No flirting. Get in, entice Lee to steal your fake diamonds, get out. Deal?”

“We’ve got it, Detective,” Steve huffs, bending down to adjust his ankle holster.

Junior approaches then with a gorgeous looking diamond necklace and announces, “Got our bait here, boss.”

“Excellent,” Steve says, taking the jewelry from him and motioning for you to turn around. He gathers the necklace in one hand, his fingers drifting across your shoulder and collarbone to grasp one end before he fits it snugly around your neck. The simple touch has your veins flooding with heat, but you tamp down your reaction, keenly aware of the multiple sets of eyes on the two of you. “Tight enough?” he murmurs, and you nod in response, not yet trusting your voice.

“Oh, and one more thing!” Lou reaches into his pocket and pulls out a box, opening it with a flourish to reveal one simple silver band, the other studded with diamonds. “Little extra bling for good measure.” Your cheeks flush at the sight, and you turn your face away from Steve while you slide the wedding ring onto your finger.

One glance at its mate on your boyfriend’s hand has you weak in the knees, and Tani whispers, “Girl, you are down bad.”

“Shut up,” you hiss, fighting the blush threatening to give you away. Steve approaches with one eyebrow raised in curiosity, and you clear your throat before taking the arm he’s offered to you. You tuck your hand into the crook of his elbow, pressing yourself close to him and sending a sharp look to your older cousin when you feel his eyes boring holes into the two of you. “Knock it off, Danny.”

He cups your face between his hands and pulls you closer to press a kiss to your forehead with an apologetic smile. “Be smart. Be safe. I love you. You watch her back, okay?” He directs the last comment to his best friend with all the gruffness of a father sending his daughter off to prom.

“I will, Danny,” Steve answers solemnly, squeezing your hand.

“Alright, buddy. But not too close, okay? Remember, I’m always watch-”

You pull the door shut behind you with a sigh. Steve guides you down the hallway towards the elevators, and your grip on his arm tightens at the prospect of what you’re about to do.

Steve immediately intuits your nerves and offers a soothing, “Hey, you’re okay.” He takes your left hand in his, his right hand coming to rest on the small of your back so you feel completely enveloped by his steadying presence. He lets his thumb drift back and forth across your skin, just above where the fabric drapes at the base of your spine, and your comms come crackling to life. “Higher.”

Steve shifts his hand up with a chuckle, and your cousin begrudgingly remarks, “Better.”

The moment relieves some of your tension, and you shake your head before pressing the call button for the elevator. The lavish gold doors open to reveal an already sizable group dressed to the nines and clearly heading to the big casino-sponsored event downstairs. Steve applies gentle pressure on your back to guide you into the elevator, and as you descend each floor and the crowd grows, you’re forced closer together in the corner. “You’re wearing a new perfume,” Steve comments, his lips right by your ear to avoid your conversation being picked up by his mic.

“How observant,” you reply. “My boyfriend bought it for me.”

“He has excellent taste,” he continues the charade, and you resist the urge to roll your eyes at the compliment. With the crowd in the elevator blocking the camera’s view, Steve allows his fingers to glide down your spine until they reach their intended destination, and he sucks in a sharp breath when he realizes you’re not wearing anything under your dress. You smirk to yourself but quickly lose the upper hand, forced to swallow down a gasp when the elevator doors open into the lobby and Steve brazenly palms your ass while calmly stating, “Target acquired.”

“We see him, too,” Junior affirms. “East corner of the lobby, talking to the concierge.”

“Come on, darling,” Steve croons, settling into character- or rather dropping your usual act. “Let’s go win me some more money to spend on you.”

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“No entry without invitation, sir.”

You crane your neck to look up at the beefy bodyguard at the entrance to the high roller section. His biceps must be the size of your head, if not bigger, he’s got at least 6 inches on Steve, and his hulking form is completely blocking your view of the room behind him.

“Honey,” you murmur, “you brought it with you, didn’t you?”

Steve gives you an easy smile and pulls a gold-plated poker chip from the breast pocket of his tux. “Of course, my love.”

“Alright, enough with the cutesy nicknames,” Danny gripes, and you’re forced to stifle a laugh at Tani admonishing him in the background. The security guard pulls back the velvet rope to let you pass, and you duck behind the curtain to cross into the high roller area.

The room is a sea of expensive suits and sparkling cocktail dresses. A thick cloud of sweet-smelling smoke has settled in the air from the Cubans lit around the room, and the distinct symphony of ice clinking in glass tumblers joins the hum of dealers murmuring at their tables.

“Why don’t you go get us a drink and I’ll find a table to join?”

“The usual?” you purr in question, running your manicured fingers across the lapel of Steve’s suit.

“That’s perfect,” he assents, squeezing your hip before releasing you to do your own recon. Then you feel his fingers lace through yours and he murmurs, “Y/N, wait.” When you turn back to Steve, he tugs you closer by your connected hands and presses his lips to yours in a kiss that has your head buzzing before a drop of alcohol has even hit your tongue. “Lee’s watching,” he whispers against your mouth by way of explanation.

“Then let’s give him something to look at,” you respond with a glint in your eye, winding your arms around his neck and pulling him in for another kiss. Steve’s left hand comes up to rest on the nape of your neck as the other caresses the diamond fitted snuggly against the hollow of your throat, making sure that it catches the light just so as you lay the groundwork for your operation tonight.

“He’s practically suffocating her,” Danny cries in the hotel room upstairs, hands raised while he stares at the two of you in disbelief. “What’d I say about ‘not too close’, huh? Animal.”

“Okay, lovebirds, get some air,” Lou chuckles over your comms. “Seems like our man Lee has his eye on the prize now.”

Junior leans over to Tani as he watches the two of you part ways on screen, tracking your path to the bar with a skeptical brow. “Is it just me, or was that… intense?”

“C’mon, Junes,” she laughs breezily. “That is theater at its finest.”

“One scotch on the rocks, and one vodka tonic that’s light on the tonic,” you place your order at the bar, absentmindedly letting your fingers drift over the diamonds as you peruse the top shelf.

“Easy there, cowgirl,” Danny coaches in your ear. You look around for the nearest mounted dome camera and make a face at it. “Real mature, kid.”

You feel a heated gaze on your back, and you turn to flash a coy smile at Mister Jason Lee, the suspected brains behind the smuggling operation, before collecting your drinks and making your way back to Steve.

“He’s interested,” you murmur in his ear as you bend down to place the glass between his hands on the table. “But we need to really hook him. Better start throwing some money around, hotshot.”

“Go ahead, baby,” Steve says animatedly, attracting the attention of the other players around the table. He makes a big show of closing his eyes and letting you bet for him, clearly unaffected by winning or losing a few hundred on your blind faith. As you lean over to push a stack of chips towards the pot, you hear an appreciative titter around the table and turn to find Steve with one eye very obviously peeking- but definitely not at what your hands are doing.

“Naughty boy,” you scold playfully, and he offers his palms in an act of mock deference.

“Can you blame the man?” one of the other players barks out through a raucous laugh, and you smile politely even though their leering eyes make your skin crawl. When you bend to retrieve your drink, Steve moves closer with a grin and whispers in your ear, “If one of them so much as breathes in your direction, I’ll break off every one of their fingers and feed them to ‘em, okay, mama?”

Acutely aware that Danny and the rest of the team are watching your every interaction, you suppress a shiver and murmur back, “Sir, yes, sir.”

Steve has mixed luck on his first few hands, but you’re sure to make a big show of celebrating each win with a kiss that has the older women in the room clutching their proverbial pearls and Lee hanging onto your every move. You toy with the necklace as a nervous habit each time Steve places his bet and let your fingers trail across his broad shoulders as he studies each hand, squeezing affectionately every now and then.

“I hate this,” Danny declares, a dismayed frown tugging at his lips as he watches you on the live CCTV footage. On the small screen, you drape your arms around Steve’s neck and press a kiss to his cheek before murmuring something in his ear that’s too quiet for the hidden mic to pick up but has Steve grinning like a fool. “I hate this. Why did I let him talk me into this? Putz.”

“Relax, Danny,” Lou attempts to soothe his ruffled feathers. “They’re doing great.”

“Hey, hey, look!” Tani calls to garner their attention. “They’ve lured Lee in. He’s about to make contact.”

“Good evening,” he opens politely, pulling out the chair next to Steve.

“Evening,” your boyfriend offers in kind.

“Do you mind if I join you for the next hand?”

“Not at all,” you purr. “Perhaps you can help break my husband’s current losing streak.”

“With a good luck charm like you on his arm?” Lee counters smoothly. “Impossible.”

“From your mouth to the cards’ ears,” you laugh airily. “Let me go get you another drink, my love,” you say to excuse yourself, running your hand down Steve’s arm to collect his glass. “Can I get you anything, Mister…?”

“Good girl,” Tani praises you quietly over your comms.

“Lee,” he supplies. “But please, call me Jason.” He raises the remaining amber liquid in his glass with a smile then says, “Perhaps when I finish this drink, I’ll have what your husband’s having. Clearly he’s got excellent taste.” The way his eyes wander across your body isn’t lost on you.

“Arrogant son of a bitch,” Lou scoffs to his fellow team members upstairs. “Not even using an alias.”

Steve notices Lee’s hungry gaze straying from his cards to appreciate your form against the backdrop of the expansive bar and remarks, “Beautiful, isn’t she?”

“Indeed,” he agrees, swirling the expensive liquor in his glass before taking a sip. “Women like that are hard to find. As rare as that diamond around her neck.”

“Laying it on thick there, buddy,” Danny comments over your comms, and you steal a glance over to the table. “Take the bait, Steve.”

“Only the finest for my girl.”

When you return to the table with your and Steve’s drinks in hand, he hooks his ankle around the chair beside him and tugs it close for you to sit by him. “Slick move, double-oh-five-oh,” you murmur appreciatively in his ear before nipping at his earlobe. He seems extra possessive now, his hand either resting on your thigh, or your hip, or the back of your neck, always maintaining some form of skin to skin contact while the other holds his cards, and you can’t help but wonder what transpired between the two men.

Leaning over, Steve presses his lips to the point where your pulse thrums along your throat and asks, “What should we bet, beautiful girl?”

“Hm?” Your gaze is hazy, more so drunk on Steve’s touch than alcohol, and the unbidden thought that you can’t wait for this guy to be in cuffs so you can take your man home crosses your mind. You run your manicured fingers down his cheek and answer coyly, “I want you to go all in.”

The two of you dutifully ignore Danny’s protesting in your ears at your overt innuendo as Steve pushes his stack of chips to the center of the table.

“A bold move,” Lee declares with a whistle.

“What’s a few thousand when I have a million on my arm, hm?” your boyfriend counters with a sly glance in your direction.

“Let’s make this a real game. I’m all in, too.”

The dealer flips over the river card, and Steve’s arm tenses beneath your fingertips. The other few players around the table toss their cards aside with a sigh, but Lee looks over at the two of you with a grin, presenting his hand- a flush- with a flourish. He stands to collect the pot but Steve holds up one finger.

“Not so fast, my friend,” he laughs, his confidence making your body grow warm. Steve lays his hand out on the table with a smug smile. “Full house. Aces over eights.”

You let out an excited squeal, genuinely delighted at such a triumphant win, and pull Steve toward you by the lapels of his jacket to mold your lips to his. He makes an appreciative noise low in the back of his throat and his hand comes up to cup your neck in an overtly possessive manner that has you melting into his embrace. You feel his fingers playing with the clasp resting at the nape of your neck, and then the necklace falls into your lap, the next phase of your ruse in full effect now.

You pull back with a gasp and pout at Steve, your eyes wide. “It broke!”

“Then I’ll buy you ten more,” he answers easily, shrugging off your concern. “Go put it upstairs and don’t give it a second thought, okay?” He presses his lips to yours once more and gives you an affectionate pat below the dip of your dress when you stand that has you blushing. You can practically feel Danny’s laser eyes through the screen where he’s watching you.

You make sure to wobble the tiniest bit when you move, steadying yourself on Steve’s shoulder with a laugh. “What was our room number, honey?”

He shares a knowing look with your mark, then jokes, “How many vodka tonics have you had, hm? How many fingers am I holding up?” He has his fist raised and you smack at his chest with an eye roll. “217, my love,” Steve supplies before taking your hand and kissing the wedding band adorning your ring finger.

You head upstairs to the empty room the team had rented for this very purpose and place the necklace in the carefully concealed safe in the cupboard. When you return to the table, you find Steve alone.

“Where’s our friend?”

“Turned in for the night after that big loss,” your boyfriend supplies, winking at you. “Shall we?”

He offers you his arm, and after collecting his winnings, the two of you make your way to the lobby to lie in wait. “You’re going to be insufferable about that win forever now, aren’t you?”

“You said I was bad at poker,” Steve reminds you.

“You still are,” you fire back. “Dumb luck one time does not a skilled player make.”

“Jeez, boss,” Junior’s voice comes crackling in over your comms. “Want some ice for that burn?”

“Would you just- would you shut up and focus on the room, please?”

After a few minutes of waiting with no sighting of Lee, you lean into Steve’s chest and ask the team, “Anything?”

“Girl, hop off the mic,” Lou admonishes you, and you jump back from Steve. “We can hear you when you talk normally. Damn.”

Leaning back in, this time you whisper, “Sorry, guys.”

“Hey, McGarrett?” Tani speaks calmly but you can hear an edge of tension to her voice. “At your 4 o’clock, there’s two guys in suits who’ve had an eye on your table all night. I thought they were watching for potential card counting but they seem to have taken an interest in you and Y/N.”

“Copy,” Steve says quietly, pulling you closer to his body in a protective move in case all hell breaks loose.

“Let’s just show them we’re not a threat,” you offer.

“You want to go back in?”

“I was thinking of a more… hands on approach.” As the clicking of Italian leather shoes on the polished floor grows closer to you, you spin Steve around and push him against the wall, crashing into him for a heated kiss. His strong hands caress your bare back for a moment before one stays put to hold you against him while the other deftly undoes the knot holding your bun, your hair cascading down to its full length so Steve can use it for better leverage. You can’t help but moan into his mouth as he kisses you like a man starved until you’re shaken from your stupor by yelling approaching the lobby.

“Hey! Five-0! Stop running, dumbass!”

Without opening your eyes or breaking your kiss, you stick your foot out at the opportune time, making contact with the ankle of your diamond thief’s leg so he goes sprawling. There’s a faint splash to your right, and when you pull away for a breath, you can see your necklace winking at you from the lobby fountain.

Danny catches up to the scene and yells, “Hands- hey! Hands!”

Lee raises his hands above his head with a sigh, but your cousin continues on, “You two! Yeah, let me see your hands, too!” You turn to find Danny’s gun aimed at the diamond smuggler, but his fiery eyes are trained on you while Tani and Junior wrestle the other two lackeys to the floor nearby. You exchange a look with Steve, then feel the warmth of his palms leave your bare skin as the two of you slowly raise your hands as well. Clearing your throat, you offer meekly, “We’re really into method acting?”

“We’ll talk about this later,” Danny growls, slapping zip ties on a defiant Lee and ratcheting them tight before hauling him to his feet.

“Hey, man, ease up,” he whines and Danny barks, “You shut up.” He continues lamenting his woes audibly as he leads the thief to the waiting squad car, grumbling, “Had enough of all of you. My baby cousin and my best friend. Christ. What am I gonna tell my aunt?”

Steve whistles low under his breath when Danny’s out of earshot, then mutters, “That could’ve gone better.”

“On the plus side,” you comment, “he still referred to you as his best friend.”

Tani shoots you a sympathetic smile when she passes by with the man she apprehended, but Junior wastes no time leaning in and playfully tutting, “Bus-ted.” Steve raises one eyebrow and he tacks on a hurried, “Sir.”

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With Lee and his crew stewing in interrogation and HPD clearing the scene, you’re left sitting on the couch in Steve’s office like kids who got sent to the principal for misbehaving in school. The three of you must look ridiculous from the rest of the team’s point of view- you clad in spare clothes from Steve’s wardrobe in his office that you’re positively swimming in, your 40-plus-year-old boyfriend in a full tux with his bow tie and top few buttons undone, hand pressed over his mouth to avoid saying something that will further incense your cousin, and said cousin still dressed in his shirt and tie pacing the floor in front of you with his hands flying to emphasize every point he makes.

“And you-” Danny pauses his pacing to point an accusatory finger at his best friend. “How old are you, huh?” The finger changes angles to point at you. “And how old is she?”

“Do you want me to actually answer the quest-”

“No, Steve, they’re rhetorical questions! I know how old you are, and I’ll tell you! Too old for my baby cousin, that’s how old, huh? What’s the matter with you?”

“Why don’t you let Y/N speak for herself, Danny? Gotta let her grow up, buddy, c’mon now.”

“Thank you!” you cry. “Can I say something?”

The blonde and brunette duo turns to look at you with the same infuriating, incredulous look before simultaneously deciding, “No.”

“Alright, y’know what?” You slap your hands against your thighs and stand with a huff. “You two-” You point back and forth between Steve and Danny before continuing, “You work out your little marital spat. Daniel, when you’re ready to talk to me like the adult I am, I’ll be with Tani. After I drink some water. Because I’m still buzzed.” With that, you attempt to walk out of your boyfriend’s office with your head held high but are thwarted by the door, pushing on it to no avail.

“It’s a pull-” Danny says quietly, and Steve jumps in at the same time, “Pull, babe, you gotta pull on the-”

“I got it,” you bark at them, tugging on the glass door with a grumble about architectural intuitiveness.

After a long conversation with Steve and a short interrogation with Lee and his associates, Danny finds you nursing a bottle of water in Tani’s office, as promised. She slips out as your cousin takes a seat next to you, pulling you into a hug that you allow yourself to melt into even though you mutter all the while under your breath about his overprotective nature.

“I’m sorry I made you feel like you couldn’t just tell me you were seeing Steve.”

Woah. What?

“What?” Danny laughs. “You were right. We should talk about this like adults.”

“Did I say that out loud?”

“The ‘Woah. What?’? Yeah, you did, babe, it was very much not an inside thought.”

“Excellent,” you laugh, nodding solemnly. “Well, um, thank you for that. And sorry for not coming out and just telling you.”

“Guess I made it pretty hard for you to tell me, huh? What with the two rules and-”

“Yup.”

“But everybody else knew or-”

“Tani knew, cause she’s my girl, y’know. Grace figured it out pretty quickly. Pretty sure Lou’s had a feeling since at least Thanksgiving, honestly.”

Danny sits back with a start, pulling away from your hug. “How long has this been going on?”

With a sigh, you realize it’s time to come clean. “You remember when I wanted to go on that dive with you, and you said I should take Steve since you don’t ‘do water’? Well, Steve took me to this really beautiful dive spot and we kind of made a day of it so…”

“That was like-”

“A while-”

“Like seven months ago!”

“I mean, we didn’t exactly start dating on that day- well, no, we kind of did,” you correct yourself quietly, biting your lip with a grimace, but Danny’s already halfway across the floor back to Steve’s office. Lou takes the opportunity to poke his head in to check on you and you draw out a slow, “So Lou…” He raises one eyebrow in question, and you dare to ask, “Would now be a bad time to tell Danny about Will and Grace?”

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Tagging you beautiful people who commented for me to finish writing this 🖤

@the-silentium @ilovewriting06 @jamie2305 @kelssssxd @cassadilasworld

[bullet-prooflove]

Distraction: Danny 'Danno' Williams x Reader

Tagging: @crazy4chickennuggets @kmc1989 @withakindheartx

Danny’s sitting on the couch when you begin to undress. He’s watching last night’s game, he already knows his team loses. One of the officers at HPD blew it up when he was at the coffee stand this morning. He hadn’t even gotten into work.

He’s yelling at the TV when you come to stand in front of it, wearing that pretty dress he likes. The one that’s yellow with the white and pink flowers. His entire attention shifts to you and he smiles because you have that look on your face, that sinful little look that leaves him absolutely ruined.

“This is a much better show.” He tells you as he leans back and watches you undo the knot that holds the whole thing together.

The fabric falls open, revealing a simple black bra with panties that match. His dick twitches in his trousers, rubbing against the zipper as he pats his thigh lightly.

“Come ‘ere.”

You slip out of the dress, the material fluttering to the ground and landing at your feet before you approach. Danny’s hands come to rest on your hips, guiding you down into his lap. You feel so good pressed against him, he can feel the heat rolling off your skin through his shirt.

“You’re the best distraction you know that?” He murmurs, brushing your hair back behind your ear. “The very best.”

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[crazyk-imagine]

Past Fights and Bloodlines

Pairing: Danny Williams x McGarrett!reader, Steve McGarrett x McGarrett!reader (Cousins)

Characters: McGarrett!reader (Cousin), Steve McGarrett, Danny Williams, Chin Ho Kelly, Kono Kalakaua

Warnings: Fluff, hehe I love this so much, Danny and reader met once years ago, I am hinting at the one wresting movie Scott Caan did in the early 2000′s, why was this so much fun to write?, this is purely Hawaii Five-0 crack, Steve acting more like an older brother than he does a cousin, reader wants Danny for herself and Steve can’t stop you, ignore Chin’s one semi cringey comment (no regrets)

Word Count: 1,382

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"There's a fight in town," Steve brings up out of nowhere as you mess with the items on his desk. 

"And?" 

He watches you, wondering why you’re not as enthused as him. "And? I'm asking if my favorite cousin wants to go." 

You glance up at him with furrowed brows. "Steve, I'm you're only cousin." 

He rolls his eyes. "So, you wanna go or not?" 

"I never said no. Let's go." You push yourself out of your chair. 

"It's not for another three hours." 

You spin around to stare at him, holding the back of the chair. "Yeah, I know. You're treating me to dinner before we go." 

"Oh, am I?" 

"You dragged me here for a case, the least you can do is take me to dinner." 

"I like her," Danny smiles, standing in the doorway of Steve's office. 

"Shut up, Danno." 

You take a step away from the chair and smile at your cousin's partner. "Thank you, Daniel." 

"Danny," he corrects you. 

"Daniel sounds better, I'll use Danny for when you're in trouble. Don't cross me." 

He nods and looks away from you. "Don't cross you, got it." 

"Now if you'll excuse us. Steven and I are going to dinner and then go to the fight." 

"Ooh, where you guys going?" 

"Don't know," you shrug. "You wanna come. He's paying." 

Steve stands up, trying to chime in. "He doesn't-" 

"I'd love to. Thank you for inviting me." 

"We have much to talk about." 

"Yes, yes we do." He holds his arm out, gesturing for you to go out first. 

"Thank you." 

"Of course, I'm not an animal." 

"No, you are not. You're more polite than some people." 

Danny smirks as you two walk by Chin and Kono. 

Steve exits his office and mutters to himself. "I'm going to regret this, aren't I?" 

"Not at all, boss," Kono pats his shoulder. 

"It's going to be an entertaining night for you," Chin adds. 

"I don't like you two right now." 

"That's okay. We still love you, big Kuhuna." 

Steve shakes his head and jogs out of the room, needing to catch up to you two before more bonding happens. 

-

"I'll be back, do either of you want a beer or something?" You ask. 

Steve nods, giving you, his order. 

"No thank you. I'd like to be able to get through story time without any issues."��

You nod. "I'll be back." 

It takes you a few minutes before you make it to the seats. "Oh sorry. Excuse me. Coming through." You managed to get on the opposite side from where the others were and sigh, walking back towards them. 

"Sorry, excuse me." You start walking down the aisle. "Excuse me." 

You're three people away from your crew. 

"I finally made- woah." 

Danny places his hands on your waist, preventing you from bumping into him and him into you. 

You smile at him, "thank you, Daniel." 

"No problem." 

"Steve, your drink." 

Once you get situated, you begin to relax. 

You scream and shout for the wrestler you want to win, which makes Danny raise a brow. Not entirely expecting you to be so into it. 

You enjoy yourself until someone bumps into you, spilling your food. "Hey, jerkwad." 

The guy turns around and shrugs you off. 

"You spill my food; you pay for another." 

"You're the one that was in my way." 

"Are you serious?" 

"Go bug someone else lady." 

"Oh, you-" 

Danny grabs you and pulls you back before you can attack the rude guy as Steve steps forward, taking care of the situation. "Let's not hurt the guy, no matter how rude he was and sit back down." 

"I don't even care that he bumped into me, and I spilled my food. It's the price. I paid for Steve's beer and my small snack which is now on the floor-" 

"I know. How about this, after the match. I take you out to get something to make up for his jerky behavior." 

You spin around in his arms, staring at him for a few seconds. "I think we can arrange that, and I promise I won't keep you for long since you have story time tonight." 

"I appreciate that." 

"Then it's a date." 

"A- a date?" 

You think he doesn't want to go on a date with you, making you rethink your question. "Not a date?" 

"No, no. I never said that." 

"Good, I think we'll have a good time."

-

"Why're you so happy?" Steve asks you as you step inside. 

"No reason. I'm going to bed. Night." 

"No, no. Get back here and tell me why Danny just pulled out of my driveway." 

"I was on a date." 

"You are not allowed to date coworkers." 

"I can date whoever I want. It's not like any of you have ever followed that rule." 

"This is different-" 

"Why? Because I'm your family and you don't want William’s blood to taint the McGarrett bloodline if we ever get that far." 

"Oh, gross!" 

"Grow up, Steven. He's going to be coming around a lot more, whether you like it or not." 

-

Danny texted you saying he's here. 

You walk down the stairs with a pep in your step as you stand in front of the door, fixing your hair (Danny does the same). "Hi, Daniel." 

"How many times am I going to tell you to call me Danny." 

"Every day, if you'd like." 

"Oh, is that right?" He smirks. 

"Come on in. I'm about to make coffee. You want some?" 

"I would, thank you." He barely takes his eyes off you as you close the door. 

“You’re really into the fight, when- uh- when that’d happen?” 

You shrug, “I’ve always been into wrestling.” 

“You reminded me of this one time; I went when I was a teenager, and I took this guy I knew years ago. We sat next to this girl who was basically like you were yesterday and then my friend came back and bumped into her, spilling everything she got all over the lap.” 

“The same thing happened to me. My family and I just moved to this one town and my dad was working while mom was doing her thing in the navy. I was having a bad day and I- wrestling was my only out. I never participated in it but watching it was my escape. Anyway, this dumbass came around and bumped into me. His friend pulled him away before I could, well, do anything.” 

“Oh, really?” He asks with interest. “The girl my friend ran into reached over me and socked him. I think-” 

That reminds you of the scar on your hand. “Yeah, and I ripped my knuckle on his braces.” 

“- She ripped her knuckle on his braces.” 

Your eyes widen. “Holy.” 

“Wow.” 

You clap your hands together. "How about breakfast?" 

"Are you cooking?" 

"Steve's not back from his run yet, so it'll be me cooking." 

"I'll accept." 

You push him away, letting him settle on top of the counter on the side of the stove. "How about you make the coffee and I work on breakfast?" 

"Deal." 

"Do you know how the coffee machine works?" 

"I think I can figure it out." 

"Great, you get started on the coffee and I'll do my thing." 

Steve locks the door behind him and opens his mouth to call out for you, only to hear laughter coming from the kitchen. He rolls his eyes and wanders to the kitchen. "I don't like this." 

"Too bad. He's hot and I like him." 

"Please don't ever say that again." 

"No, please say it again. I'm what?" Danny smiles at you. 

"You're hot and I like you." 

"Thank you. You, yourself look phenomenal." 

"You're such a charmer." 

"I'm going to the office before I need to bleach my eyes." 

"Okay, just hope we don't need to bleach the kitchen." 

Danny's eyes widen and his jaw drops. 

You cover his mouth and quietly shush him. "Go along with it," you whisper. 

"If I smell even a drop of-" 

"Go away, Steve." He shakes his head and walks out of his house, trying to erase any kind of traumatic vision you put in his mind. 

"Did you figure out the coffee machine?" 

"I think I broke it." 

"I'll buy him a new one later."

[teruel-a-witch]

tfw your husband's partner's surrogate Dad calls you out on acting married

👀👀👀👀👀

actual scene someone wrote of Steve's Training Officer, a decorated veteran of the United States Navy (correctly) identifying Danny as Steve's spouse (and not the woman who occasionally sleeps over at Steve's house and even happens to be prominent in this episode).

Danny's deer-in-the-headlights reaction is even more priceless, he doesn't trust or like Joe much so he is on his guard around him usually but he did NOT expect an ambush from this angle ↓

*just got read for filth*

'B-bicker?? N-no, n-no, we...we d-don't bicker. I mean, we argue from time to time, sure but there's no bickering.'

well that was embarrassing. now, now, just refreshing my memory

yep, got that right, in trying to deny that he and Steve bicker like an old married couple, Danny literally bickers about the definition of the word bickering, proving Joe's point further.

you don't need to be world class spy to see how totally married Steve and Danny are, but that's obvious to everyone but themselves.

[incorrect-mcdanno]

Danny: When I first met you, I thought you were kind of a... dick.

Steve: And?

Danny: No, no, that's it.

Steve: That's very nice. I'm touched.

[avocado-writing]

Kinktober #28

28. Fucking Machine // Phone Sex // Impact Play (Wade Wilson x Reader)

“How’s it going?”

“Boring,” sighs Wade, his voice crackly on the other end of the line. “You’d think the people I’m waiting for would have the good grace to appear after like, ten minutes. I’m freezing my nuts off up here.”

Yeah, you don’t envy him for having to be on stakeout tonight. At least he was allowed to take his phone so he could have something to do. He didn’t need his mouth to watch somewhere, he reasoned, meaning he had time to talk to you too. 

You have him on loudspeaker as you cook, preparing macaroni - simple but a favourite in your little household. Wade hums at the sound of you stirring cheese through pasta.

“Wow, pookie, didn’t realise just talking to me made you that wet… man, if I ever went on public radio I’d ruin panties all over the state…”

“I’m making dinner, you goofball.”

“Likely story.” A beat. “Hey, what are you wearing?”

“What do you think I’m wearing, Wade? You saw me this morning.”

“Sure, but I want you to describe it to me.”

You laugh as you top bechamel sauce with breadcrumbs. “I’m wearing those jeans that make my ass look great and one of your shirts. The one which says ‘I love my slut dad’.”

He laughs at his own taste in casual wear and you can’t help but feel oddly sentimental towards him.

“And your panties?”

“From a bulk five-pack I got from Walmart. Not sexy, I’m afraid, baby.”

“They’re sexy if you’re in them.”

“Well that’s very sweet.”

“Do you wish I was there? Give me something, pookie, I’m dying here.”

Macaroni in the oven, you set the timer for twenty minutes and chuckle.

“I do wish you were here, Wade. I wish I was bouncing on your cock instead of watching Hawaii 5-0 all night, is that what you wanna hear?”

From the breath he takes in, yeah, it is. You laugh again. 

“Wow, you’re that horny, huh?”

“Well I’m sat on a rooftop with nothing else to entertain me but my imagination! So yeah, it turned dirty pretty fast. If you were here I could bend you over the balcony and fuck you while still being on lookout… but you’re not. The universe conspires against me, god’s bravest warrior.”

You pause for a moment, considering. When you talk again your voice is lower. Sultry. 

“You hard in your suit, baby?”

“Oh fuck.” You can picture his face lighting up. “You know I am. Fuck. Been hard most of the goddamn day.”

“You can touch yourself. Nobody can see you, right?”

You hear the sound of hands moving on spandex, then the unmistakable slap of skin on skin from the other side of the phone line as he starts to fuck his own hand. 

“Spit on it for me, Wade.”

“Holy fuck, babe…”

“You gonna behave?”

From the other end of the phone you’re able to pick up the welling of saliva in his mouth, and can imagine the way he spits a globule of it onto his cockhead.

“Good boy,” you whisper and Wade makes a strangled noise.

“Oh shit… baby you’re gonna make me cum so hard I’m gonna be ejected off this goddamn roof… they’re gonna find me splattered over the pavement in a mix of blood and cum…”

“Hmm. I’m willing to take my chances.” You slip your hand between your legs and give an exaggerated moan. 

“Holy shit Wade, I wish you were here. Keep me busy while the macaroni is cooking. Or maybe I could just cockwarm you for a little while, hm? Feel you struggling under me…”

“Y-you already did that on day eight…”

The desperation in his voice suggests he won’t last much longer. You grin to yourself.

“We could even ask if Logan wants to watch.”

Wade comes with a whimper. You know it, it’s a whimper he only emits when he’s so horny he’s physically incapable of making any other noise. You let him ride out his orgasm for a moment before asking: 

“So, did you splatter on the pavement?”

“No, but my suit is now covered in jizz, which is arguably worse.”

“Arguably…” you snort affectionately. “Do you feel better now?”

“Well, for like, ten minutes. I’ll call you back? I’ve got a uh, sticky situation to clean up.”

“Sure baby. Have fun.”

“How can I not have fun, cleaning up my own ejac—”

You hit the hang up button before he can finish. But it’s with fondness.

[destinationtoast]

Have you ever done an analysis of which fandoms are most dominated by a single ship?

I hadn't done so before. I just took a quick pass at doing so, but only among the biggest fandoms on AO3 as of Jan 2024 (ones with over 10K public works at that time). I sorted them by the size of their biggest ship relative to the size of the fandom. This gives us a bunch of very big fandoms with a high % of works tagged with a particular ship:

The raw data used to make this graph, including the corresponding biggest ships, is available in a spreadsheet here, or at the end of this post.

A few notes:

This is based on January 2024 data. Some things may have changed!

Not all these works are necessarily about these ships. Especially in the cases where the ships are canon, they may often be tagged as background ships.

There are undoubtedly many smaller AO3 fandoms that have higher percentages devoted to the top ship.

I removed some highly overlapping fandoms (e.g., Good Omens book fandom).

This is AO3 data only, and (as always!) AO3 does not represent fandom overall. In particular, ship popularity tends to vary A LOT by archive/platform. See some past cross-platform shipping comparisons from 2019 (comparing het vs. slash vs. gen on Wattpad/FFN/AO3), and 2014 (comparing popular ships from HP, SPN, and Sherlock on AO3/FFN). One highlight:

Raw data:

Fandom | Top relationship | % tagged with most common ship

Shameless (US) | Ian Gallagher/Mickey Milkovich | 92.5%

Phandom/The Fantastic Foursome (YouTube RPF) | Dan Howell/Phil Lester | 92.1%

Good Omens (TV) | Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens) | 83.8%

9-1-1 (TV) | Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV) | 79.2%

Hannibal (TV) | Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter | 75.6%

Shadowhunters (TV) | Magnus Bane/Alec Lightwood | 75.1%

All For The Game - Nora Sakavic | Neil Josten/Andrew Minyard | 75.0%

Inception (2010) | Arthur/Eames (Inception) | 74.0%

The Old Guard (Movie 2020) | Joe | Yusuf Al-Kaysani/Nicky | Nicolò di Genova | 72.2%

Hawaii Five-0 (2010) | Steve McGarrett/Danny "Danno" Williams | 71.9%

The Mortal Instruments Series - Cassandra Clare | Magnus Bane/Alec Lightwood | 71.2%

IT (Movies - Muschietti) | Eddie Kaspbrak/Richie Tozier | 71.1%

陈情令 | The Untamed (TV) RPF | Wang Yi Bo/Xiao Zhan | Sean | 70.9%

X-Men (Alternate Timeline Movies) | Erik Lehnsherr/Charles Xavier | 69.6%

Yuri!!! on Ice (Anime) | Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov | 66.3%

Supernatural (TV 2005) RPF | Jensen Ackles/Jared Padalecki | 66.0%

She-Ra and the Princesses of Power (2018) | Adora/Catra (She-Ra) | 63.9%

Deadpool - All Media Types | Peter Parker/Wade Wilson | 63.6%

The Witcher (TV) | Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia/Jaskier | Dandelion | 63.1%

Our Flag Means Death (TV) | Blackbeard | Edward Teach/Stede Bonnet | 63.0%

[beefros-sin-bin]

Omegaverse fic recs:

PPCU fics:

Honey, Stomach, Mine by @netherfeildren (alpha!Joel Miller x f!reader)

of rage and ruin by @corazondebeskar (werewolf!alpha!Joel Miller x f!omega!reader)

Kinktober 2022: A/B/O - Frankie Morales by @absurdthirst (Frankie Morales x f!reader)

Not an Alpha by @absurdthirst (Dieter Bravo x f!reader)

Alpha by @oliveksmoked (Triple Frontier x f!alpha!reader)

Unexpectedly Mated by @absurdthirst (alpha!Mando x f!omega!reader)

The Devil's Backbone by ezrasbirdie (alpha!Frankie Morales x f!omega!reader)

Stay with Me by miss_anthr0pe (alpha!Dave York x omega!f!reader)

Alone and Forsaken by @emisprocrastinatingbywriting (alpha!Joel Miller x omega!f!reader)

Non-PPCU fics:

highway don't care (but i do, i do) by spacelabrathor (alpha!Thor x f!omega!reader - MCU)

Misery I Need by mwestbell (James 'Bucky' Barnes x Steve Rogers - MCU)

Be it Fahrenheit or Centigrade by twelves_pastels (Erik Lehnsherr x Charles Xavier - X-Men: First Class)

All You Ever Needed to Know About Knotting by orphan_account (Derek Hale x Stiles Stilinski - Teen Wolf)

Mix and Match by Jerakeen (Derek Hale x Stiles Stilinski - Teen Wolf)

I Know You're a Mistake I Won't Regret by LunaCanisLupus_22 (Steve McGarrett x Danny 'Danno' Williams - Hawaii Five-0)

Wage Your War by Della19 (Will Graham x Hannibal Lecter - Hannibal)

Cherry Red, Crimson Blood by @soaps-mohawk (TF141 x omega!reader - COD)

Have a fic you want to recommend in this AU? Let me know!

[blackterrae]

Ideas for Black!Reader Fic

I am going to try my hand again at writing. And I wanted to share some people and fandoms that I love. If you don’t know these shows/actors/franchises/movies/streamers I’m putting you on! For the following:

Princess Bride

Alice In Borderland

Johnny Depp- All his characters

Napoleon Dynamite

Cameron Monaghan- I know that there are fics out there but it’s only always his Jerome/Jeremiah roles never just him or Cal Kestis

Anthony Carrigan- I loved Anothy as Victor Zsasz

Paul Dano- There are Riddler fics but not as many for his other roles

Damsel

The Entire Cast of Hawaii Five-0 (2010) - Don’t even get me started on how good this show is! And the cast looks amazing!

Chicago Med/Fire/PD- These shows have so much potential for fanfic storylines!

The Game (2006)- Has great potential for slow burns and fluffs.

Star Wars franchise (1977-present) - I know I said Cal Kestis but there are also other characters like Anakin, Luke, Obi Wan,Boba Fett (etc.)

NCIS franchise- I honestly love this franchise and it’s characters!

Hamilton

Any/All Sports Men- Jude Bellingham,Lewis Hamilton,LaMelo Ball,Allen Iverson(etc.)

Berleezy - He’s handsome and he’s funny!

Coryxkenshin- I literally love him and his videos!

Albert Aretz (Flamingo)- Look … he may be the epitome of mediocre white man but I like what I like!

AMP- Duke Dennis, Kai Cenat, Agent 00, ChrisNxtDoor,Davis, and Fanum ( all I gotta say is love a black man from infinity to infinity🗣️)

Beta Squad- A British YouTube/ streamer group!

SOMEBROS- Berleezy, Rico, ,PG, Joe (etc.)

WWE- come on now, do I even need to explain!!!

Four Brothers- All the cast but Garrett Hedland in particular!

Peacemaker - Don’t get me wrong I love Adrian Chase but I want to see just as much Peacemaker x black!reader fics because 2 words… JOHN CENA

MAWS- New animated Superman show! Love!

Smallville - The entire cast is hot! Tbh I fell hard for Tom Welling when I was younger when he was in Cheaper By The Dozen. Plus they literally whitewashed Vixen. COME ON! Vixen is a black female hero btw. She was also with Jon (Green Lantern) at one point.

Justice League/Justice League Unlimited (2001 and 2004)- I mean I literally can’t find any Jon Stewart x black!reader fics and he was with a BLACK WOMAN!

Warner Bros Franchise (minus the looney tunes & space jam)- There are lots of popular franchises that this company has from Fast & Furious to The Matrix!

Peaky Blinders- Saw a Tommy shelby x arms dealer black!female reader fic on my previous account but even then I couldn’t find it again on that account. So it’s gone with the wind. And the cast (i.e the actors and other characters they’ve portrayed). Example: Cillian Murphy as Johnathan Crane.

The Bear

FBI (All)

The good doctor

Tiktokers: Vinnie hacker

Blue Bloods

Will Poulter- I haven’t really seen any Adam Warlock fics

Slashers

Stranger Things

Cruel Intentions

Burnt

Dave Lizewski

Eddie Redmayne

Macgyver (2016)

Fresh Prince of Belair

Guardians of the galaxy- Explanation? Do I really need one?

On My Block

Descendants (characters will be the actors age in real life.duh)- Love Boo-boo Stewart & Mitchell Hope!

Matt Rife

Joey Bragg (Liv &Maddie) - What can I say I love dorks!

The Boys- Haven’t seen that many fics about the characters and a black reader

Once Upon A Time- I love dark fairytales sometimes because they remind me that not every story has a happy ending and you have to learn from them. But this series is good for any theme really.

Walker Texas Ranger (1993)

Top Gun

Nicolas Galitzine

Magcon: Whether you saw their vines on YouTube or vine, you know who they are

Dolan Twins

Mission Impossible

Euphoria- Entire show has great storylines with the potential of drama in fics

Shameless- Especially Carl Gallagher and Lip Gallagher

Creed- Michael B Jordan need I say more

Keanu Reeves- There are very few fics about Keanu but I’ve seen a few of his John Wick x black!reader fics (chef’s kiss) but never see any of The Matrix Fics!Also Ted (Bill & Ted)

River Phoenix

Batman Beyond

Rider Strong

Danny Gonzalez

Timothée Chalamet

New York Undercover

Past-Present Singers & Rappers/ Groups -Bow Wow, Tupac, Lil Baby, Nelly, Omarion, Prince, Michael Jackson, Jon B,Usher, Central Cee, Måneskin, New Edition, BTS, James, PRETTYMUCH Bay, Daniel Caesar, October London, Steve Lacey, Artemas, YUNGBLUD, Andy Biersack,Eduardo Vega(etc.)

Anime(Any kind!)- Would love to see other shows, I know hunterxhunter,aot,one piece (etc.)

Bridgerton- There is very little Bridgerton stories catered around a black reader.

Marvel- Now that’s not to say that there aren’t any in fact there are many but I never see (Tobey Maguire Spider-Man stories and it seems like everyone tends to focus on the famous Marvel characters like The Avengers but not on other aspects like X-men or better yet, heroes that haven’t even gotten their own movie but are just as amazing like Squadron Supreme , it’s equivalent to DCU’s Justice League.

Secret Invasion- Not gonna lie , I’m feening for Gravik.😳

DCEU- Another franchise that pushes its other characters to the side. For example, Hush (Thomas Elliot) is literally the epitome of Bruce Wayne gone bad!

Ross Lynch- There are so many roles that Ross did so well in Like Teen Beach Movie or Sabrina.

Highschool Musical Franchise (2006- present ) I’m not just talking about HSMTS (2019), I mean even further back than that. I don’t see any Troy Bolton x black!reader and that’s crazy. I also can’t find any Zac Efron x black!reader

Interview with a Vampire (1994) and (2022)

Austin Butler- He did well in his role as Elvis!

Vikings - There are a good amount but still!

Transformers

Suits

Saved By The Bell

The Goldbergs

Parks & Recreation

Leverage

The Outsiders

Heart of Stone

New York Undercover (1994)

Addams Family

Victorious

Matpat

ICarly

The Real Bros of Simi Valley (2017)

Think Like A Man (2012)

One on One (2001)

Scorpion (2014)

The King of Queens (1998)

G.I. Joe Franchise

Terminator

Beware the Batman (2013)

Any and all Asian Idols/Actors

Seal Team

Mortal Combat

Bill and Ted

Barbie

Detroit: Become Human

Will Trent

Bones

Tokyo Vice

Growing Pains

Graceful Family (Kdrama)[Any Asian Drama shows or movies would be great as well]

The Regime

Batman: The animated series

The Sympathizer

The Invitation

Jawbreaker

Hunger Games

Saved By the Bell

Eve (2003)

Yellowstone

Superstore

Rodrick Heffley

Tracker

Girlfriends

Grown-ish

CSI

Kingsman

Jury Duty

Scoot Pilgrim vs the world

21 Jump Street (The Show and Movies)

Sky High

The Outsiders

Left

Midsomer Murders

Wayne (perhaps college AU characters will be the actors age in real life)

Carrington Bornstein

Yakuza

He’s Harmless I swear ( Webtoon comic)

Kaleidoscope ( formerly Webtoon turned Tapas comic)

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[sunny-mercya]

Coffee with Butter

Steve McGarrett x Male Reader

Fandom -> Hawaii Five-0

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Danny in his humble opinion of any sane human being, would forever continue with his complainants about Steves—absolutely weird and disgustingly—habit of putting a good chunk of Butter (once even salted) in the coffee.

I mean, who in their right mind does that—but than Danny remembers how Steve once told him, it's a Navy Seal thing and Danny agrees in honesty that this sounds about pretty right of being a truth—because Military and Navy people were just that weirdish in general—so really, whatever Steve put next into his coffee, Danny wouldn't be shocked anymore.

Danny could live—being accepting—with Steve to some extent degree, weird like antics and habits—but what Danny couldn't accept, was Steve teaching those habits to someone else—like you for example.

But here Danny was—in Steve and your kitchen, waiting for Steve to finish up whatever he's doing—watching with disbelief and slight horror, how you too put a chunk of butter in your coffee and stirring it around as if it was something normal, like sugar, to do.

»You should get divorced from Steve, [Nickname].« comment Danny, shaking his head in disappointment and wearily eyeing his own cup of coffee—wouldn't put it past Steve, who had made the pot of coffee to begin with, to have put butter in his cup as well.

»And oh, why?« you asked, looking at your friend in question with slight amusement—knowing well how Danny's friendly banter with Steve was and that he doesn't mean such words in seriousness.

»Simply because Steve is tainting you with his weird ass nonsense navy stuff.«

»Och, Danny,« you laughed, taking a sip from your cup.

With all the things Steve had unintentionally and intentionally already done—like forgetting anniversaries, standing you up on dates, prioritising his job (and these spontaneous missions of going into another country) most of the times over you—and Butter in Coffee is the line which Dannys draws and only valid argument to get a divorce from Steve?

Danny could be so silly sometimes, you mused—still finding it funny, even when Steve had gotten down and asked what joke he had missed.

~~~

»I told [Name] to get a divorce from you.«

Steve wonders why they always have such conversations—be either serious topics or the nonsensical one—(mostly) during a drive and than he remembers, he never actually put a mind of questioning to it anyway, because it always—ever since having Danny as his partner—had been like this.

»Why?« still Steve ask, wanting to know what he had done to make Danny say such things.

»Because, you have corrupted [Name] with your butter coffee nonsense.«

Steve chortled a cough, thought he didn't heard correctly what Danny just said, lips curling up in a smile nonetheless although.

»Danny. [Name] has sometimes pregnancy cravings, where my liking of butter in coffee is harmless.«

»[Name] is a male, but go on.«

Steve retells gladly about your food cravings, which were so random in mixing and put together—that Steve had once voiced to let you get checked from the doctor, which had you made so upset that you didn't eat for almost a whole month.

There was that one time were you asked for chocolate pudding with tuna or chicken with gravy and ice cream or—which Steve had sadly the unluckiest luck to have a bit from it—peppermint jello pudding with sour cream, mustard and cornflakes.

»Valid points and I admit, your coffee with butter sounds indeed saner, but [Name] still should divorce you.«

Steve didn't reply, lips laced with amusement and still curled up in a smile—shaking his head at his friend.

~~~

When Steve has gotten home, later than he had planned, he was surprised to see you still awake on the couch—dressed in pyjamas, he never had seen before, watching television and snacking on some cookies.

»Are these pyjamas new?« Steve ask, pulling his pants off—throwing them onto the armchair.

»No, just never wore them till now.« shrugging your shoulders, eyeing Steve's bare lower half—having half a mind to remind to get naked in the bathroom and not in the middle of the living room, but you were still way too tired to do so.

»Did you stayed up just to wait for me?«

You shook your head, munching on your last cookie, but Steve saw the exhaust on your face and the sleepy expression—signs that you had been asleep before, only to wake up soon enough from nightmares and him not being near you.

Taking a seat next to you, Steve pulled you into his arms—hugging you close him and lips ghosting kisses over your face.

»Shouldn't have drink coffee with butter, although it does taste good...« you mumbled out into his chest, after Steve had stopped his kisses and picked you up—switching off the television with the remote—and carrying you upstairs to the bedroom.

Steve didn't voiced his question of why, but could pinpoint the answer to it as the butter had probably affected your sleep—which hadn't been the best over the past years at all—like most foods and your special cravings does, again.

Lying down with you in bed, cuddle up under the blankets, Steve continues to hold you close—humming a tune in low rumbling, till your eyes dropped close once more and were asleep.

[agentbootyreportingforduty]

woke up panicked and sweating in the middle of the night thinking about this happening

[slutforsilverfoxes]

A little McGarrett imagine bc that one scene in ep 8.6 makes me giggle every time…

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“So, uh,” Steve starts, reaching around you to snag a grape off of the bunch you’re running under the water, “I had a visitor at work today. Well, a shadow, really.”

You pop a grape into your mouth and busy yourself with chewing, managing to get out a, “Mm?”

“Yeah,” Steve affirms your understated question, wrapping his arms around your waist and resting his chin against your shoulder. His hulking form dwarfs yours and you instantly melt into his chest. “A stress management consultant,” he clarifies further. “Evidently our friends think I’m gonna stress myself to death.”

You level him with a glare before returning your attention to the fruit, shuffling your connected bodies to the cabinets and pulling down a bowl before tossing them in. “Not funny, Steven. They’re right to be worried.”

“I knew you were in on it,” he murmurs into your neck, pressing gentle kisses along your rapidly heating skin.

With a hum, you respond, “I plead the fifth, Commander.” You hold a grape up over your shoulder and feel Steve’s lips draw it from your grip.

“She actually gave me some great info,” he admits after chewing and swallowing your offer. His hands shift to your hips and slip between the fabric of your T-shirt and shorts, his fingers kneading random patterns into your skin.

Distracted by his touch, you let your head fall back against his shoulder and entertain, “Oh yeah?”

“Yeah,” he replies, his husky voice right by your ear sending an excited thrill down your spine, his lips still firmly attached to your neck. “Did you know that sex is a great stress relief?”

“Steve,” you growl playfully, turning in his arms and pushing on his chest. “I told you I’ve got work to finish tonight! I just came in here ‘cause I was hungry.”

“Oh, me too, baby,” he counters suggestively, one eyebrow raised as he fixes you with a predatory grin.

With one finger pointed in an utterly non-threatening fashion, you retreat towards the stairs and warn, “Don’t you dare, McGarrett.”

“Woah,” Steve feints holding his heart, a look of pain contorting his annoyingly handsome features. “I can feel it getting to me.”

“Babe!”

“So stressed,” he fake coughs, taking lumbering steps toward you with a gleam in his eyes. “Can’t- hold on- much-” He catches up to you with one more long stride, tossing you over his shoulder as you squeal in protest.

“You’re a menace, Steven Jack McGarrett,” you howl, giving his backside a firm smack as he runs up the stairs with his precious cargo.

“You’re doing a public service,” your smartass declares, returning the favor with the palm of one of his much larger hands. “This is for the good of Hawaii!”

[bullet-prooflove]

Sensation Play - Adam Noshimuri x Reader (NSFW)

Tagging: @crazy4chickennuggets @kmc1989 @withakindheartx @evee87 @@factualfic

“I knew you’d like this.” Adam whispers, his breath ghosting in your ear as he rolls the metal pinwheel over your skin. It sends a thrill of electricity through your nerve endings as the spikes prickle your flesh.

It straddles the barrier between pleasure and plan as he presses the tiny device just a little harder along the line of your ribs. You moan as your nerves erupt with euphoria, and he smiles against your skin.

Your wrists are bound to the headboard with those black silk ties of his, a matching eye mask covering your eyes.

It’s your first time with sensation play and it’s intense, you’ve never had someone take care of your needs before, someone who can draw out your pleasure the way that Adam can.

He takes a sip from his whiskey glass, drawing a piece of ice into his mouth. He settles himself between your thighs, parting them with his palms. He uses his lips to steer the ice cube along the elastic of your panties, guiding it down between the juncture of your legs. He presses it against the fabric of your panties, allowing it to trail over the shape of your clit. Your hips arch and Adam’s palm comes to rest on your navel, pressing you back down into the mattress.

He crunches the ice between his teeth, before he draws your panties to one side, pressing his cool lips to your clit. He kisses you the same way he kisses your mouth, slow and teasing. He takes his time devouring you, the cool sensation overstimulating you as it contrasts with the heat of his skin.

You’re on the cusp when he draws away. He chuckles, pressing his lips to your inner thigh as you whine at the loss.

“Daarin I’m just getting started.” He whispers against your skin. “I plan on keeping you at my mercy all night long.”

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Like My Work? - Why Not Buy Me A Coffee

[crazyk-imagine]

Being Steve's Childhood Friend Headcanon

A/N: This was just something fun to write and I could not get it out of my head

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- You've known Steve for too damn long, or at least that's what you tell Danny when you first meet him

- Danny is interested in you, everyone can tell

- You don’t want to admit it but you also find yourself drawn to him

- Also, admitting it would make it real (and you don’t want to lose the bet)

- You’ve got big bucks coming your way if Danny asks you out first (which you’re of course thinking of putting towards your future date or a new tie. He seems like he’d like another)

- You try to be a people person but that doesn’t mean they always like you

- Speaking of, when you met his kids, they loved you and thought you were super cool like their aunt Kono (only cooler, to which she agrees on)

- Grace loves you (she tells you all the time, trying to help her dad out)

- So does Charlie (when he's born)

- They really like you because you protect their dad and make sure he comes home in one piece and same with uncle Steve

- Danny didn’t know but during one of your cases, the bad guy was aiming for him and would have gotten to him had you not been there to pull out some moves

- Grace only knew when you tried to hide your injury later while everyone was celebrating at Steve’s

“Are you okay? Do I need to have uncle Steve call an-”

You shake your head, “Nope. I got it.”

She shakes her head, “I don’t think you do. You’re bleeding.”

You glance at your stomach, “maybe I need medical attention.”

She nods and runs into the kitchen, looking for her dad.

“Wait- Grace, no.”

Her, Danny, and Steve run into the living room of Steve’s home and the detective catches you before you could fall face first onto the floor

That was the day when Danny started to look at you in a different light and started to pursue you

To which, your longest and childhood friend did not like… at all

“You’re not dating him.”

You roll your eyes. “I can date whoever I want.”

“Anyone but Danny.”

“Wouldn’t you rather I date someone who isn’t like every other guy I dated?”  

Steve furrows his brows. “What- what about that one guy you dated back in high school?”

You shrug, “dead.”

He stares at you as if you’ve lost your mind, “I’m sorry? He’s dead?”

You wave him off, “Danny’s the better choice.”

“No.”

You spin around, keeping one hand on the door. “I’m going out with him and there’s nothing you can do to stop me.”

Steve doesn’t want to acknowledge the fact that you’re dating his best friend but when he sees how you two are

He stops making nit picking comments to joking about your guys future

You two laugh along with him before you shut him down with a sarcastic remark

And of course, Danny adds onto it

Another reason why Steve didn’t want you two to get together… the sarcasm is too much

Working together has its pros and cons

You and Danny didn’t realize how much it would affect you two until a bad case came up after you started dating

It was worse than the time when you quite literally took one for him

You were being held hostage with Kono and Jerry (who kept annoying the head honcho with his questions)

It was a few hours until they found you three

It wasn’t until Danny punched the day lights out of one the bad guys till he saw your face again

He’s never told you but he nearly collapsed at the sight of you looking all banged up, clearly taking the worst of it

About two months had passed by before he decides to pull back from you, feeling it was his fault you got hurt in the first place

Steve became more protective and kept a closer eye on you (Chin doing the same with Kono)

No one needed to worry about Jerry because he kept showing up

You knew what the detective was doing, you’ve done the same thing

Another reason why it took you so long to come back home

You can’t take it anymore and confront him

You close the door to his office and sit down at the chair across from him.

He raises a brow, “hello to you too.”

“Cut the bull, you think it’s your fault, don’t you?”

“Can we rewind to when you gave me a little background information?”

You push yourself in the seat, resting your elbows on your knees as your butt rests at the edge of the seat, “no because you know exactly what I mean.”

“Do I?”

“I miss you.”

“I’m here.”

“You’re not,” your fingers run through your, usually, neat hair; messing it up. “We haven’t been the same since the case and don’t pretend like-”

He nods, “you’re right. That’s on me. I mean,” he sighs, suddenly feeling uncomfortable talking about his feelings. “It was because I was scared before but then I realized what I was doing and it felt like it was too late to change something and now, we’re here.”

“Can we at least make an effort for some kind of familiarity? I mean, its been months since we actually talked for more than three minutes.”

“How about we ditch our favorite person and go out?”

“Please tell me were not going on a break to Komokona’s shrimp truck.”

He smiles and fixes your hair before pecking your lips. “No, I’m taking you somewhere nice. Somewhere a beautiful and amazing person like yourself deserves.”

You gasp and accept his help. “You mean your bed?!”

A faux chuckle escapes him, “very funny.”

“I try.”

Steve was speechless when you two quiet literally said you’re ditching and wouldn’t be back for a bit

You two enjoyed yourselves

You managed to hold off responding to your friends many, many messages which annoyed the both of you

After that it was good, you two had never been closer or had better relationships than now

Danny still doesn’t know how he got you to agree to go out with him but he’s happy and you make him feel like the luckiest guy ever

You feel the same and consider yourself lucky to be apart of Williams family and your work family

You’re happy you decided to come back and stay where you grew up

Steve still can’t handle when you two gang up on him for anything and everything

The sarcasm is off the charts

[crowleying]

The Mystery of the Missing Underwear

Date: 26.06.2024

Pairing:  Steve McGarrett x Danny Williams

Words: 394

Fandom: Hawaii Five-0

Characters: Steve McGarrett, Danny Williams

Genre: Pre-relationship

Length: Oneshot

Warnings: None

Requested: No

Prompts: No

Summary: Steve finds out where all his boxers have disappeared to.

A/N: I was in a bit of a writing block. Actually, I have been writing a lot but I seem unable to finish anything of what I start. So I purposefully wrote something short and this is what came out. I hope you enjoy it. English is not my first language, so feel free to correct any mistake, and I would love to know what you think about it. If you like my works, please like and reblog them. REQUESTS ARE OPEN. I posted a List of prompts, so check it out! Let me know if you would like to be tagged in my works.

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It was the first time Steve had managed to drag Danny to run with him and it would probably be the last one too, if Danny’s face was anything to go by. And Danny’s face was always something to go by.

“I’m never running with you ever again, McGarrett,” he said, handing him a towel. 

“It’s not my fault the one time you do decide to come running with me we get caught in the worst rain of the century,” he shot back, from under the towel he was forcefully drying his hair with.

Danny’s voice came out muffled by the towel. “Never again.”

Steve rolled his eyes fondly at his partner's antics. His gaze fell on Danny’s torso, clad in his wet t-shirt that barely left anything to the imagination. He was so lost in his contemplation, that he almost missed the moment Danny took the towel off his face. He quickly hid his in the one he had been given, trying to hide the sudden redness in his cheeks. 

He probably shouldn’t have left Danny unsupervised, because the moment he emerged from the towel, his eyes landed on Danny’s now shirtless chest. Steve spoke before he could start to strip his pants too. “Do you have any spare clothes?”

“Oh? Yes, sure.”

He grabbed the shirt he had just discarded and disappeared into his bedroom, luckily still wearing his shorts.

Steve tried to go through the breathing exercises he had learnt during BUD/S. It turned out to be completely useless when Danny reappeared stripped of his shorts and only wearing boxers. 

Steve narrowed his eyes. He had almost missed it, what with Danny looking like that.

Danny handed him some clean clothes.

“Are those mine?”

Danny frowned, looking down at the clothes in Steve’s hands. They were definitely his. He looked back up at Steve and noticed his gaze was somewhere else entirely. He followed it to his boxers. Well, Steve’s boxers.

He cleared his voice. “Coffee?”

He didn’t wait for a reply before turning and walking to his kitchen, hoping Steve hadn’t noticed the blush that had started creeping on his cheeks.

Steve’s eyebrows shot up and a small smirk appeared on his lips. He finally knew where half of his boxers had disappeared to. He wasn’t nearly as annoyed as he should have been. He wasn’t at all.