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drabblesandsnippets · 5 months ago

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Hot Bucky Summer 2024 - Week 3

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Plus-size female character (unnamed)

Prompt: “Really? Here?!” | [Someone Else’s House | Public Bathroom | Mile High Club] @buckybarnesevents

Summary: (4k) During a wedding reception, Bucky and his fiancée sneak off to have some fun.

Warnings: 18+ Only. Established relationship. Fluff. Wedding talk? Vague alluding to Bucky’s trauma/past. Bucky’s a switch? Pet names (baby, doll, sweetheart). Oral (both receiving)/swallowing. Fingering.

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Bucky always looks good to her - whether he’s in jeans and a henley or nothing at all - but there’s something about seeing him dressed to the nines. The fitted tux, the styled hair, the neatly trimmed beard. She rarely gets to see him dressed up like this and she can’t keep her eyes off him, watching him from the across the room while he talks to their friends.

She’s still not entirely sure why they got roped into making an appearance at this wedding reception - none of them know the couple - but she’s not exactly questioning it at this specific moment, no matter how uncomfortable she feels in such a formal setting.

And while Bucky might feel just as out of place here as she does, it’s making her think about their own upcoming wedding. Their plans don’t include anything nearly as fancy as this black-tie event, but as she watches him readjust his cuffs, she’s starting to reconsider.

She can’t help imagining all the things she’s going to let this man to do her on their wedding night and her inappropriate thoughts only intensify as her eyes drift from Bucky’s fingers to his mouth, watching him take a sip of his drink. Then the tip of his tongue licks the remaining drop of liquid off his lips and she’s flooded by images of their morning shower, heat immediately pooling between her thighs, making her wish it was time to go.

It’s been like this the past few weeks since Bucky proposed - even before that really, but they’ve been insatiable lately. Unable to keep their hands off each other, finding every excuse to cancel plans and stay home. It’s where they should be tonight, but they couldn’t get out of this.

Just as a flush creeps up her chest, Bucky meets her gaze, the grin on his face making her feel like she can read her mind. With a quick glance at their friends, he takes his leave, his eyes not leaving hers again as makes his way back to their table, the look on his face not making it easy for her to think pure thoughts.

They’ve only been apart for a couple minutes, but Bucky never needs an excuse to return to her, the magnetic pull to be as close to her as possible constantly driving him. And, as much as he wants to take her home right now, he can’t deny how much he’s enjoyed getting to show her off tonight.

She may not feel like it, but she belongs here, the numerous eyes on her throughout the evening proving she fits right in. Her satin gown showing off her endless curves, the fabric dipping low enough to show just a hint of cleavage.

The angle at which Bucky approaches the table gives him more than just a hint though, her seated position causing her breasts to almost spill out of her dress, immediately drawing his attention. And then she smiles that smile at him. The one that reminds him how lucky he is.

Since the moment he met her, she’s brought nothing but sunshine and beauty to his life. Even during times like this - when he’s so out of his element, having to pretend to celebrate the nuptials of two people he doesn’t care about - she makes it all bearable.

His tux might feel too restricting, the bow tie secured around his neck making him feel like he can’t draw a deep breath, but it’s okay as long as he’s with her. As long as he can continue to look at her, feel her, breathe her in, he’s sure he can make it through the evening.

Bucky ignores the urge to reach up to pull at what essentially feels like a leash around his neck, and keeps his focus on his beautiful fiancee, once again overcome with the familiar need to be as close to her as possible. With his flirtatious smile growing, he sets his glass down on the table and offers out his hand to ask her, “May I have this dance?”

She’s never been much for dancing, but she can never resist Bucky, especially when he’s like this. Tonight’s been hard for him, but he still goes out of his way to be romantic, to try to make the evening about them, wanting her to feel like she belongs here.

They’ve barely stepped foot on the dance floor before they’re in each others arms, both of them visibly relaxing the moment their bodies are touching. They allow themselves to get lost in the intimate moment, ignoring any responsibility they feel to socialize with the guests. They’d much rather socialize with each other anyway.

After a tender kiss to her forehead, Bucky murmurs, “Thank you for coming with me tonight,” She didn’t have to come and he’s planning to show her how grateful he is when they get home tonight.

Her eyelashes flutter as she soaks in his affection and she gives him a warm smile, blaming the romantic atmosphere for her sappy reply of, “I’m always happy to be your plus one.”

The sound of his soft laughter makes her heart skip a beat, and her own laughter joins his when he tells her, “You're signing up for forever sweetheart, I’m going to hold you to that.”

“You should,” she grins, giving him a soft kiss, pulling away before he can deepen it. With a deliberate wiggle of her left ring finger, she continues, “There’s no getting rid of me now.”

The playfulness of Bucky’s smile fades slightly and his eyes darken, the look on his face causing her breath to quicken. “I wouldn’t dream of it.” He closes the distance this time, his hand moving to the back of her neck to keep her against him as he kisses her, his tongue seeking entrance to taste her.

Despite being surrounded by hundreds of guests, most of which they don’t know, she has no desire to pull away and she grants him access, her lips parting at the first touch of his tongue He has a way of making her feel like they’re the only two people that exist, and soon she doesn’t care about anything except the feel of him against her, her skin growing warmer as Bucky’s hand slides lower, ghosting over the curve of her ass.

He’s too aware of their surroundings though, and as much as he’s enjoying showing his gorgeous fiancée off, he wants nothing more than to take her home and do unspeakable things to her. The thought has him kissing a trail along her jaw to whisper in her ear, “Surely it’s almost time to go.”

With her hands holding onto his shoulders, she gives him a reluctant shake of her head and lets out a slow breath, “We still have an hour.” They can’t leave until the newlyweds do - Bucky and a few of the other Avengers having agreed to be here to send the couple off in flourish with the other guests.

It’s like a bucket of water is thrown on him, his happy thoughts of their future fading into the frustrating memory that they’re here on business. That somehow the new couple’s donation to the city gained them a right to him.

He didn’t have to do this, but he had no reason to say no, and everyone else had already agreed, given how generous the couple will continue to be to numerous charities. All it’s costing Bucky is his time. And a little bit of his sanity.

The suffocating feeling starts to return and his right hand moves off her hip to fidget with his bow tie, a soft grimace appearing on his face as if it’s physically hurting him. There’s a reason he avoids wearing ties, and the fact that it wasn’t optional tonight makes it even worse.

“Baby,” she says softly, interrupting his thoughts with a gentle touch of her hand to stop him from making the tie any more crooked than it already is. He meets her eyes and just a simple look communicates so much, a reminder of her how hard tonight has been for him. She whispers her own reminder to him, gently telling him, “breathe,” as she adjusts the bow.

Bucky knows she means well, and admittedly, just her presence makes it easier for him to simply exist, but he’s not sure he’s going to make it another hour. “Kinda hard to do that with this damn thing around my neck,” he tells her with a slight shake of his head, but his tone remains gentle, a hint of vulnerability seeping out.

There’s no point in suggesting they cut out early - Bucky’s a man of his word and will stay until the end - so instead, with a slight tilt of her head, she offers, “Why don’t we take a walk?” They can kill some time before he needs to join everyone else for their last interaction of the night. “I’m sure you already know the layout of this place.”

Bucky laughs softly, appreciating her attempt to keep things light, and nods his head. “Course I do. You think I’m gonna take my woman somewhere without knowing all the exits and places to hide?” There’s not a single part of this manor that’s not etched into his mind.

With just a bit of encouragement from her to use that to his advantage, he takes her hand in his and leads her away from the dancefloor, ignoring the curious looks from their friends. Bucky could be leading her anywhere, and she’d blindly follow, her trust in him unyielding. He’s not sure he’ll ever feel deserving of it, but he’ll spend the rest of his life trying to prove that he does.

It doesn’t take him long to find their destination, Bucky leading her down a deserted hallway, passing just a couple of doors before he locates the one he’s looking for. As expected, the room is unlocked and the moment they’re in the unused dressing suite, his hand immediately reaches for his bow tie, not even giving her a chance to offer to help him.

After closing and locking the door behind them, she turns around to find him pulling at the offending silk around his collar, his growl of frustration meeting her ears as he inevitably makes the knot tighter. With a gentle touch of her hand, she stills his movements, and softly tells him, “Let me.”

He gives her an appreciative smile and uses the opportunity to touch her again, his hands seeking out her warmth through her dress. He feels compelled to minimize this, or offer up an explanation, but words aren’t needed here. She understands his aversion to ties - his aversion to anything that feels like a restraint.

Well, other than the occasional moments Bucky allows her to be in control of his body. He never thought it’d be something he’d enjoy, but he’s been seeking out more of those moments with her lately. Damn, he needs to get her home.

With just a gentle pull of the ends of his bow tie, the first knot is released and Bucky gives her a smile that never fails to make her weak in the knees. The corner of her mouth ticks up into a grin of her own, her gaze drifting from his eyes, to his mouth, then back down to the bow-tie to finish helping him.

After hooking her finger underneath the remaining knot a quick tug leaves Bucky feeling like he can finally draw a deep breath again. He still can’t help but reach up to undo the top two buttons of his shirt, not missing how the quick work of his fingers makes her thoughts obviously stray to the same place his keeps drifting to.

He can’t help but lean close, a knowing grin on his face, as he asks, “Whatcha thinkin’ about, doll?”

Even with her skin flushing, she has no problem admitting exactly what’s going through her mind right now. Her body presses closer to his, her fingers holding onto the lapels of his tux, and she tells him, “How good your fingers felt inside me this morning.”

Her admission is expected, but it still makes him groan and he pulls her into a kiss, his hand moving to her throat, his possessive touch never failing to make her heart flutter. The feel of her pulse against his fingers has him deepening the kiss, the taste of her not helping to lessen Bucky’s desire for her, nor is it helping him catch his breath.

His need for her outweighs any silly need for air in his lungs though, and for a moment, he refuses to pull away, even as he has to resist the urge to take this further. To undress her and touch her everywhere, to listen to her moan for him. Despite the thought of wanting her naked here, in this ridiculously expensive, lavish room, he tells himself they shouldn’t.

She’s having similar thoughts, but she definitely thinks they should. In fact, she thinks it’s a great way to spend the next few minutes. She wants nothing more than to help Bucky get his mind off of everything that’s been bothering him tonight.

The breathless moan she makes when she pulls away has him immediately reconsidering, but his old-fashioned sensibilities are telling him he can’t let her do this. That he should wait until they’re in the safety of their own home. “Sweetheart,” he murmurs, his voice giving away how much it pains him to remind her, “the party.”

“We have time,” she whispers back, her lashes fluttering at the tender caress of his thumb across her throat. “I just want to make you feel good.”

Her warm breath against his lips, the promise of more, makes him dizzy with need, but he’s still struggling to shed this last bit of hesitation. He’s not worried about anyone interrupting them, he just needs to be sure she’s truly okay with this. Because as adventurous as their sex life is, this is still a first for them.

She can sense his hesitation, and she doesn’t want to push him if this isn’t something he wants, but she can practically hear the thoughts running through his mind, and she knows how to quiet them. With a quick flick of her tongue to wet her lips, she asks him, “It’s hot to imagine, isn’t it? Me on my knees for you right here, with hundreds of people just down the hall.”

Bucky’s breath catches at her words, his body ablaze with desire, but he quickly lets out a laugh as she reminds him again to breathe. He loves these moments with her, how intense and passionate they can get while never losing their ability to have fun with each other. It has all his reservations quickly leaving him, his body welcoming her hand moving between them to seek out his erection.

Since doing his best to shed his past of the Winter Soldier, Bucky’s become more comfortable with letting her take charge, and right now the need for her to take charge is overwhelming. All he can think about as she quickly unbuttons his pants is how she’s never steered him wrong, and with just a few steps backwards, she’s guiding him to sit on one of the oversized armchairs.

A slight lift of his hips has her working his pants down far enough to pull his cock free and she eagerly wraps her hand around him, settling between his spread thighs ready to worship him. As much she wants to take her time, this moment doesn’t allow for it, and she doesn’t want to give him a second to rethink his decision to allow her to take care of him.

There’s no going back now. Bucky can’t imagine being anywhere else, and he can’t take his eyes off of her. She’s so breathtaking. Even when she brings her fingers to her mouth to gather saliva, all he can think about is how much she belongs here, surrounded by luxury and elegance. The sudden promising image of her on their wedding day has his cock twitching in her hand and it takes everything in him to keep his hands where they are, gripping the arms of the chair.

He wants to touch her, run his fingers through her hair, but she spent so long getting ready, just to keep him company tonight, and he refuses to risk messing up her hair or makeup. He continues watching her, letting her set the pace as she finally takes him into her mouth, the sudden wet heat surrounding him causing him to let out a breathless grunt of pleasure. “Fuck. I love you.”

She hums happily, glancing up to meet his gaze, the look on his face encouraging her to already take him deeper. She loves sucking his cock, the way he moans for her, the taste of him, the feel of him sliding into her throat. She’ll never get enough of it, and it’s not long before she speeds up her pace, desperate to feel him lose control.

Bucky’s lost in the pleasure, his hips occasionally lifting to meet her mouth, the knowledge of how much this is turning her on making it that much harder to focus. “God,” he breathes, his hands gripping the armchair harder, fingers digging into the upholstery. “Doll… Feel so good… Please…”

He can feel the vibrations of her moans each time his cock slides along her tongue and down her throat, and now he can smell her. It makes him want to taste her, to fuck her, to make her come with him. Just as he opens his mouth to tell her, the entire length of him is engulfed, her nose brushing against the soft curls at the base of his cock.

“Shit,” he gasps, his thighs tensing and his hand shoots out to grip her shoulder, the obscene noises of her throat gagging around his cock causing his balls to tighten. It’s more than enough to make him come, but he’s not ready yet. He wants more from her, and with a needy moan, he begs her to touch herself.

Without hesitation, her hand slides under the satin bunched around her knees, and she spreads her thighs wider as she slips the damp fabric of her panties aside, desperate to please him. The first pass of her fingers over her slick pussy makes her moan against him and both their hips start to move at the same time, Bucky fucking her mouth as she thrusts against her own hand.

He nearly loses it when she meets his gaze again, her lashes wet with tears, her mouth slick with saliva. He manages to hold back though, needing to watch her as she plays with herself, seeing the exact moment she fills herself with her fingers.

Her back arches and she nearly gags around his cock again, but she grips his cock with her left hand, stroking him in time with her mouth as she fucks herself, the heel of her hand pressed against her clit. She’s not even trying to make herself come, more focused on his pleasure, but she can feel the pressure building, her wetness coating her fingers.

Bucky’s senses are consumed by her, but it’s not enough, he wants to drown in her, to know nothing but the feel and smell and taste of her. “Please,” he says, his hand sliding along her shoulder, fingers caressing her skin. “Need… fuck… give me your fingers. Need to taste you.”

She almost comes just from that alone, the walls of her pussy gripping her fingers, her wetness soaking her palm, but she’s eager to give him what he wants. The instant her hand moves from her underneath her dress, he’s grabbing her wrist, guiding her fingers to his hungry mouth.

With a loud groan, Bucky closes his lips close around her slick digits, the taste of her exploding on his tongue, causing his balls to tighten and pleasure to shoot down his spine. The slight tightening of his grip on her shoulder is the only warning he can give her as the tension builds to a breaking point.

He gasps and moans around her fingers, his tongue licking up every drop of her, the first wave hitting him with such intensity that his hips lift involuntarily. He watches her take all of him, her hand wrapped around his shaft, stroking him as he comes down her throat, the force of his orgasm nearly causing him to collapse.

She swallows every drop, her body buzzing with pleasure as she sucks him dry, not a care in the world that she didn’t get to come with him. She refuses to let him go, prolonging his pleasure, until he can’t take anymore and his body finally starts to relax, her fingers slipping from his mouth.

Bucky doesn’t even give her a chance to catch her breath before he’s pulling her up, careful not to mess up her dress as he meets her in a kiss, the combined taste of them on their tongues making them both moan. There’s not a chance he’s letting her leave this with room without getting to taste more of her.

He casually pulls his pants back over his hips, happily listening to her explain that this was all about him. And, the moment she’s finished insisting she only wanted to help him relax, he’s just as happy to reject her premise, telling her, “Making you come on my mouth will definitely relax me.”

The laugh she gives him tells him everything he needs to know and it’s his turn to take the lead, guiding her to the armchair he was just occupying. Before he has her sit, he reaches under the slit in her dress to take hold of her panties, not wasting any time to slide them down her legs, kneeling in front of her in the process.

She’s not sure how much time they have left, but she can’t imagine it’s going to take her very long. Not with the taste of him still in her mouth, and the way he’s looking up at her right now. With minimal encouragement, she settles back in the chair, careful not to mess up her hair, grinning as Bucky takes the same amount of care with her dress.

After lifting the soft material to her waist, and guiding her legs back, he takes a moment to appreciate the view of her on display, ready for the taking. Later tonight, when he’s fucking her in their bed, he plans to tell her again and again how pretty she looked tonight, but the words won’t come right now. His mouth only wants to be doing one thing, and it’s not talking.

With one last glance up at her, her hands already gripping the arms of the chair in preparation, he closes the distance, the smell of her immediately overwhelming his senses. She barely hears his soft groan of pleasure, but it’s hard to miss the way he deeply inhales her scent, his hands immediately coming up to keep her spread open for him.

At Bucky’s instructions, she forces herself to stay still, his playful reminder for her to breathe the only reason she’s taking any air into her lungs at all. She watches as he takes his time, the flat of his tongue licking her from her dripping entrance to her swollen clit, the contact making her legs shake and her eyes roll back.

She’s so sensitive, just a few swipes of his tongue building her towards the edge, but he refuses to rush this, taking his time to the savor the taste of her, fucking her slowly with his tongue. And whenever she starts to move or forgets to stop breathing, he’s right there reminding her what he needs her to do. “Relax. Breathe.”

He’s not going to let her get flushed and sweaty, not when he knows how much harder it’ll make the rest of the evening for her. That’s why he keeps her in place, the cool metal of his vibranium thumb pressed against her clit making her slick walls pulsate around his tongue, the delicious taste of her making him hard yet again.

She keeps her head lifted, even when her eyes flutter close, her body on fire as she takes slow, deep breaths. It’s becoming not enough and too much all at once, the familiar tingle signaling how close she is, but without being able to chase her pleasure, she can’t help but beg for more.

Bucky’s more than happy to oblige and licks back up to her clit, greedily closing his lips over it as he slips two fingers inside of her, his vibranium arm quick to hold her place. She reaches out, almost grabbing his head, but thinks better of it at the last second, not wanting to mess up his hair, her hands instead gipping his arm, her fingers soon interlocking with his as she takes in lungfuls of air.

It only takes a few strokes of his fingers for her to fall, the deep breathing making the orgasm even more intense, and with his lips suctioned around her clit, his tongue swirling around the swollen bud, her hand flies up to cover her own mouth, barely muffling her loud cries of pleasure as she comes for him.

Bucky’s fingers and mouth follow her body as each wave of pleasure washes over her, her thighs threatening to close around his head, but he welcomes the feeling, relishing the way she comes apart for him, her arousal soaking his hand and beard.

He doesn’t stop until she grows too sensitive, easing his fingers out of her before giving her one last lick, able to feel the pulse of her aftershocks on his tongue. Careful not to touch her dress with his arousal-slicked fingers, he helps her sit up and kisses her softly, her body still trembling as she slowly comes back down.

Once it’s clear she can finally breathe again, and her heart’s not about to burst out of her chest, Bucky gives her a cheeky grin, telling her, “Now I’m ready to get back to the party.”

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After saving a mystical cat from a deathly experience, you're hauled into the world of Gods and Goddesses - with one wish to get whatever it is you desire. Steamy entanglements with the Goddess of Lust turn into love-filled confessions, but the two of you were star-crossed from the very start.

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˚₊‧꒰ ☁️ 𝔴𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔞 & 𝔫𝔞𝔱𝔞𝔰𝔥𝔞 . . .

the super soldier theory — wandanat x supersoldier!reader

possesive wandanat — headcanons

˚₊‧꒰ 🍙 𝔭𝔢𝔤𝔤𝔶 𝔠𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔢𝔯 . . .

if god forbid — agent!peggy x lieutenant!reader

˚₊‧꒰ 🐑 𝔞𝔤𝔞𝔱𝔥𝔞 𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔨𝔫𝔢𝔰𝔰 . . .

subby!agatha — drabble

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parmahamlarrie · 11 months ago

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Welcome back to another post for the directory of fic recs on my blog! If you would like a specific theme or trope, let me know! If you would like me to reblog your fic, submit it here and I will add it to the queue! **This post will be updated as I have more fics in this theme to recommend!**

the most domestic husbands series || trackfive || 223.5k Canon, Ficlets, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Fluff Dicked Down in Europe || @greeneyesfriedrice || 40.4k Canon, Established Relationship, Travel

Casting Lines Series || ashavahishta || 27k Canon, KidFic, Future Fic

a picture of love, that’s this house || theprincessd || 13.5k KidFic, Domestic Fluff, Canon

stop the world (‘cause I wanna get off with you) || @thedevilinmybrain || 12.3k Canon Compliant, 1D Band Days, Porn with Plot

Mercedes Boy Series || @kingsofeverything || 11.7k Canon, Established Relationship, Snapshots

To Wear Your Love Series || @haztobegood || 10.8k Canon, Dom Louis, Sub Harry, Pretty much PWP

12 Pearls for 12 Years || 5secsoflarry || 6.7k Canon, Established Relationship, D/S Dynamic, Collaring

Only Thing That Can Quench My Thirst || eyesofshinigami || 6.5k Canon, Essentially PWP

With You I Am Never Alone || LiveLaughLoveLarry || 6.2k Thanksgiving, Canon

Garden of Eden || superglass || 6.1k Established Relationship, Canon, Lots of Weed, Religion Discussions Your Ink, My Skin || @larry-hiatus || 6.1k Canon, Finger Tattoos, Dom/Sub

Missing You || @canonlarry || 6k Canon, Future Fic, Kidfic, Christmas, Humor

We Saw Ed in Berlin, and I Watched It Begin Again || LilyBlue28 || 6k ** Canon, Euro 24, Exes to Lovers, Open Ending

it’s you I want to take apart || orphan_account || 5.9k Canon, Established Relationship, Make Up, Soft

She Feels So Good || zedi || 4.1k Canon, Genderqueer Harry, Daddy Kink

whatever chains are holding you back || @lookslikefairytale || 4.1k Canon, XFactor Judge Louis, Coming Out

powerless (and I don't care) || @voulezloux || 4k Canon, Dom/Sub, Post FITFWT, Rough Sex, PWP, Daddy Kink

The Wrath of Gucci || louisunflower6 || 3.7k Canon, Just fluffy, Some domestic bliss

Mon Petit || coffinofachimera || 3.5k Canon, Dom/Sub, Exhibitionism, Mile High Club

Sweet Mondays || sweetkalachurchi || 3.5k ** Canon, Euro 24, Exes to Lovers, One Bed, Happy Ending

Yesterday's gone (it'll be better than before) || @red-pandaaa || 3.5k ** Canon, Euro 2024, Exes to Lovers, Hurt/Comfort

Just for you || @gaycousinlarry || 3.1k Canon, Fluff, Comfort

Pimp it! || @teamlouis2022 || 3k Established Relationship, Canon, Pwp

To boyfriends everywhere - Fuck you || Rosa_000 || 3k Canon, Drunk Harry, Established Relationship, Humor

Let Me Take Care Of You || @tommokat || 2.9k Canon, Hurt/Comfort, Established Relationship

living love in slow motion || ashavahishta || 2.7k Canon, Fluff, Domesticity

is my baby not satisfied? || @greeneyesfriedrice || 2.6k Canon, Knuckle Tattoos, Pwp

Advent Drabbles || @berzerkshires || 2.5k Canon, Christmas, Fun/Fluff/Humor/Mild Smut

Do you think I’m cool || @sadaveniren || 2.2k Wankfest, Canon, Dom/Sub, Long Distance

I was born like this, don’t even gotta try || @cyantific || 1.7k Domestic Fluff, PWP, Canon

written all over your face || rebarboa || 1.6k Established Relationship, Canon, Humor and Smut

Lovely, made from love || userkant || 1.4k Canon, Harry wants a baby

Wrap Your Legs Around Me || @evilovesyou || >1k Canon, Fluff, 2 Week Rule

#tracksintheam #trackinghappily #trackinghome #1dsource #fic rec #fic rec list #larry fic rec #my fic rec lists #canon #going to be posting these on Thursdays now!#So see you next Thursday for abo!#canon compliant #this one had to be a read more sorrryyyyyy

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mo0dy-succubus · 1 year ago

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The Vacation

Word count: 4k

Minqi x reader, g!p yuqi, g!p reader, switch!reader,dom!yuqi, Praising, Degrading, small bit of daddy kink, Squirting, creampie, facial, brief mention of sexual protection, mile high club, semi public sex, public sex, pool sex, bathroom sex,threesome, poly relationship, smut, (like alot of smut), hand job,wall sex, drunk sex, blow job

These past few months you have been overwhelmed by work. You have been away from your partners due to touring yall still kept in touch and you visited their concert, but the stress was getting to you and your partners. "Hey why don't we go on a vacation?" Minnie said. "Ha! Where would we even go?" You say looking at her with curiosity. "Thailand!" Minnie shouted excited. "Oohh yes Thailand is so pretty" yuqu said her English flawless.

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"Yuqi-ah hurry up, we are gonna miss our flight because of you" Minnie said ready to leave and be out the door. "Wait I'm trying to find a place to put gigi". "Just hold her till we get to the airport!" You shouted already tired from waking up early. You and your partners minnie and yuqi planned out a trip to Thailand and to meet Minnie's family, knowing minnie is from Thailand she was very anxious on missing her flight. "Ok, let's go!" Yuqi said finally coming down stairs. "Haha took you long enough" you say grabbing your two suitcases and heading out. Despite yuqi being late and taking her sweet time yall caught your flight just in time.

You board the plane and take your seat by the window happy that you can see all of the beautiful land scape. You put your headphones on and rest your head on the neck pillow you had hoping to catch up on the sleep you missed. "Y/n unnie" yuqi whispers. Knowing yuqi very well you knew she would bother you and well enough you ended up sitting together for a 6 hour flight so you were thankful for your headphones, with minnie being only a few more rows up front from the both of you. "Y/n unnie!" She says as she removed your headphones. "What....What!! Yuqi I'm trying to relax" you say a little bit irritated from your lack of sleep. "We should fuck minnie unnie". "Yuqi-ah I'm not in the mood, if you are horny go to the bathroom and jerk off of something" you say putting your headphones on again closing your eyes . "First off" yuqi says removing your music making device again. "Why not. And second, bold of you to assume something so desperate like that when you are here beside me, don't you want to join the mile high club?" yuqi looks at you her big doe eyes.

You groan a bit exhausted. "I'll wait and pretend I'm using the bathroom but I'll leave the door unlocked" she said winking before getting up to go to "the bathroom". Despite being so tired she was just so tempting. You waited a minute or two before going after her preparing yourself. Next thing you know you are being fucked in a tiny bathroom. "Quickies are such my favorite activity" yuqi said grunting, your moans muffled by yuqis mouth. "Fuck baby~ you are so tight" yuqi says thrusting into your tight ass. "Yuqi please I need more!" You say your cock twitching in need."We are gonna fuck so hard while cause turbulence"Yuqi grabs your aching cock before stroking it."fuck~! Ahh yess" you moan out from pleasure overwhelming you."Look at this little slut, imagine if minnie just walked in on us right now what will she think,that you are a desperate whore that can go a few hours without a dick in their ass" yuqi said her words burned hot against your ear. You felt your orgasm slowly build soon reaching its peak. "Cum...I need to..." a mess of word falling out if your mouth. "That's it baby let that cock cum all over daddy's hand" yuqi says her words pushing you more and more to the edge. A gentle squeeze on your cock and you are already orgasming cumming all over your girlfriends hand.

"Oh my god..." you gasp out. Yuqi continues thrusting in your bit before grabbing a tissue and pulling out and spilling her seed all over it to minimize mess. You pouted a bit visibly upset for yuqi pulling out of you. "Aww don't worry baby soon in Thailand. If you agree to fuck minnie with me" she says. "Why do you want to fuck minne so bad. We are on vacation not on an episode of sex and the city." You say. "Ohhh but it can be.Come on you know minnie is gonna be stressed since she's back at home abd we are meeting her parents soooo why not?" You thought about it and it was quit convincing so you agreed. "Fine I'll do it, can we just get out of this bathroom now before anyone gets suspicious".You leave first then yuqi only a few minutes after continuing your flight.

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When you finally land night fell. Yall arrived late at your staying, being do exhausted yall crashed as soon as yall hit the bed.the next morning minnie wasted no time before showing you and yuqi her favorite places by the way to the resort. By time yall arrived back to the hotel suites it was already 4 pm. You flop on the bed tired from walking. "There is a night club only a few miles away we should go!" Minnie said. "Oh really when is it?" Yuqi says curious as soon as she heard the word club. "Late at night kinda we can go to dinner and then go there there is a really fancy Thai restaurant that I go to often with my parents, speaking of them that's exactly the people we are meeting tonight" minnie says. Sure you've met Minnie's family and sure they were kind but It's like minne planned out to have a blast back in Thailand, she wouldn't stop talking about all the club invites and yacht parties. A "don't stop till ya drop" type party.

You groan at the thought of walking anymore. "Minnie, baby I love your family and I can't wait to have dinner with them but If I take another step I might die can we please just nap,we've been walking non stop we literally JUST landed late at night " you ask desperate for rest. " I am pretty tired so we can sleep together, just, let me make a reservation for tonight's dinner and call my parentsabout the time" minnie says taking her phone and calling the place.

Yuqi flopped beside you with almost the same amount of exhaustion as you have on your own face. "I'm beat....don't have to tell me twice about resting" yuqi says cuddling yourself into her, you and yuqi both stay up a bit waiting for minnie to come to bed with yall. Minnie soon eventually came to bed showing a signs that everything worked out so far and slept with yall.

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By time yall all woke up it was 6:25 pm yall all rush to your suitcases picking out your best outfits and showered before going to dinner. All three of you arrived just in time to meet minnie mom and dad, they seemed so happy to have their little nicha back. Yall all greeted each other exchanging compliments and catching up on time.Dinner with Minnie's parents was great but it was a hard dinner so far.Minnie looked so hot in such a simple dress, that said dress showed off her attractive curves you could feel yourself growing in your pants. To avoid your sinful thoughts you tried to focus on dinner and chatting with minnie parents and having a good time but minnie cleavage was showing just right, and sitting near her drove you insane more and more by the second. You must have not been as sneaky as you thought because she caught you red handed.

She seemed to play along before snaking her hand down to your cock before rubbing it through your clothing. You bump your knee on the table out of reflex from the sudden touch. The shake causing the food dishes to make a loud cling. " y/n?? Are you ok" Minnie's mom asked concern for your possible bruised knee. "I'm fine Mrs yontarak! Dont worry" you say smiling to show that you are ok. "Oh I'm sure she's more then fine don't worry I'll take care of her" minnie says her eyes darkening and sultriness in her voice. Minnie mom smiled back before going back to eating dinner and chatting. You feel the zipper of you pants being slow let down before feeling minnie pull it out leaving you exposed underneath the table (God you hoped nobody would look underneath the table if they dropped their utensils) . You feel minnies hand move up and down your shaft coaxing out a soft moan from you but quite enough only for her to hear. You look at her with tears eyes from embarrassment. You knew she has to make me movement slow in order to not get caught. Minnie took her thumb rubbing it over your head scooping the beads of precum that formed on your tip before licking it off her thumb. Minnie continued stroking your cock going faster each time nobody was looking. God you were going insane, holding back your moans was such a stressful experience. Genuinely surprised nobody could hear the fapping noise from underneath the table. You were sweating hard underneath your shirt blushing profusely. "Y/n are you running a fever? your face is super red" minnie mom asked. You tried your best to form word that would turn into moans "I'm f-ine just hot and thirsty t-hat's all" you lift up your wine glass to make a cheers with her mom taking a sip only to almost spill it when minnie gives a small squeeze on your cock. Her actions continued feeling you twitch more in her hand speeding up till you finally came screaming into the thick dinner napkin. Hot strings of cum shooting out onto the underside of the table painting stripes of white on Minnie's hand as well as the table cloth(thank god for that table cloth) "sorry I had to clear my throat" you say as an excuse for you moaning into a napkin. Minnie soon moved her hand from underneath the table and wiped your mess on her own napkin before getting up. "Y/n can you come to the bathroom with me? I need help with my dress" Minne said, too dazed from your orgasm, you nod and follow her knowing damn well her dress was fine.

Minnie drags you into the bathroom as yall share a sloppy kiss. "I saw how you were looking at me, you a such a dirty slut that you can't stop looking at me for even a second" minnie gasps as she unbuttoned your clothes. "Please I need your cock" minnie begged. You wasted no time thrusting into her. "Fucckk you are so tight and wet" you moan out. Minnie looks at you with pleading eyes. " you don't want the others to be worried huh? So I suggest that you be fast" minnie whispered. This little sentence drove you crazy. Thrusting your thick cock into minnie you grab her by the ass holding her against the wall. God anytime you were in minnie it felt like heaven, her wet warm pussy molded to your body everything, like she was made for you.

"Minnie...fuck...." the weight of minnie and having to stand was wearing you out thin and you needed to rest. "I- I...need to sit down....for a bit...." not wanting to pull out just yet you make your way the toilet seat and sit down. Not the cleanest decision ever in your life but it's better them nothing and much better then yesterday in an airplane bathroom. You let minnie take control and begin to let her ride you. With your hand free you pull down Minnie's top exposing her breast. You wasted no time leaving dark marks on her skin, bitting deep into her skin and soft tits. "Y/n fuckk~ not to many I still have to see my parents...". You ignore her request and begin kissing up her neck till you get to her soft lips. "God but this feels so good~ I'll deal with them later I guess.." she says in defeat. Minnie continued to ride you speeding up till she was going at an inhumane pace. "Minnie....s‐slow....slow down a bit.." you try to form a sentence without busting inside of your girlfriends cunt but in was impossible almost, the way how her pussy squeezed you just right drove you more to continue fucking her. "Min-minnie!!!" You yell out shrieking as you grab her hips before plunging yourself deeper into her warm sex before cumming right into her.

"Y/n NO!!" before minnie could say no you had already burst. Just as soon as you finished yuqi walked in. "Guys we are waiting for-" yuqi looks at the two of you and your act before smirking. "Really guy's without me the betrayal, hurry up so we can leave, we still have a club to go to, yall can bone each other there" yuqi says before leaving. Minnie gets up spiling a bit of your cum out as she got up. "Are you gonna be ok?" You ask. "It's fine, I like creampies anyway" minnie says winking before coming close to your ear and whispering. "I'm going to milk you so hard this vacation your cock will go numb" she backs up fixing her dress and leaving, you follow soon after cleaning yourself up a bit.

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Despite your absence from the end of dinner dinner with Minnie's parents was great. You and your girlfriends get to the club and yuqi immediately order shots for her and yall. "Wowww that's strong" you say your face cringing at the tequila shot. You turn to see minie and yuqi going at it with shots. No matter the alcohol, they just drank and drank. It wasn't any better when their favorite song played the dragged you along on the dance floor and dance but you had to admit the alcohol was getting to you also. The music was blaring but all you could focus on was the way how your girlfriend was grinding against you and yuqi both. "Oookkk yall are super drunk we need to go back to the hotel before you get sick" you say still somewhat sober or more sober then them at least. You turn around just to see the making out sloppily. "Y/n unnieeeee...I'm so fucking horny right now, you know alcohol makes me super horny" yuqi said leaning against you. " We can fuck when we get to the hotel yuqi let's go" minnie said with pure lust in her eyes " I'm so horny I feel like my ovary is going to pop" minnie said as yall exited the club.

By time yall got back it was 1:30 am. It was like as soon as you stepped in your room the air felt like it was thickened with lust. You and yuqi wasted not time attacking Minnie's body. Tearing off each other clothes like animals. Minnie let's out a soft moan as she feels yuqis warm body against hers. " lay back" yuqi whispers to minnie leaving her body to the both of yall. Yuqi slowly dips in-between Minnie's legs breathing against her bare skin. You take this time to softly caress and grope her softy tits. Minnie let's out a sharp moan feeling yuqi lick her wet folds. Yuqi pulled. "Let's both fuck her till she's only moaning our name like a brainwashed slut she is" yuqi said encouraging you a bit. "I wanted her ass first then we can switch" you say giving your cock a few strokes. "Fine by me" minnie says already drenched in arousal.Going one.Two. Three rounds. Good it was so hot the passion filling the room and bonds built stronger. Resting late in the night you all pass out.

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You squirm a bit in your shared bed waking up to stretch. You noticed the two sleeping next to you then noticed your lack of clothes. You hurried and scrambled out of bed to find a pair of new clothing. Yuqi wakes up soon after you and follows the same thing you did leaving minnie still asleep. Yuqi kisses minnie till she woke and dressed decently before ordering food for breakfast to fuel up for another day in Thailand. You all mostly spent the day shopping for clothing and souvenirs, and occasionally yuqi teasing you throughout the day. " I should by a new bikini I forgot to pack mine plus it is our last day in Thailand so why not I really wanted to go swim at the pool late at night". "Ooh we should do that, I'm going to miss this place so much" yuqi said beaming a bit. "Me too, I see why minnie loves it here the food is amazing" you say in response. "Ohh can we get lunch first before we swim I'm starving for some Thai food right now". Minnie laughs at your cuteness before yall tour around some more to grab a bite.

Finally yall were able to go to the pool, changing outfits you were racing yuqi to get in first(it was a tie). Splashing and diving underneath the water. "Ugh this is so nice" yuqi says. "I wonder what's been taking minnie so long" yuqi says looking around. "Maybe she's resting a bit since we just ate". "Oh please everyone knows that's just a myth, nobody is going to get stomach cramps from swimming after you eat" yuqi said with confidence. "How about I give you a cramp you slapsh her with water causing another play fight". "Did I miss something haha yall look ridiculous" minnie said. You and yuqi both stop what yall were doing and stared at minnie in her black bikini, it was simple yet so elegant and sexy . "Yall know it's not nice to stare" minnie says slowly stepping into the pool. "We're sorry it's just-". "Woww" yuqi says finishing your sentence. "Do you remember our plan" yuqi said whispering in your ear. "Yuqi-ah was last night not enough" you groan in protest. "Nope never, Pleaseee,". "Fine only for this week and that's it". "Yayy!".

"Minnie unnie" you say swimming to her "I forgot to put sunscreen on can you help me before it's too late" such a lame excuse but it was better than nothing. "Uh sure I should put some on too while I'm at it" yall both exit the pool and sit down on the ledge. You waited patiently for minnie to finish getting your back before you do her back. You put the cool substance on the palm of your hand before rubbing it in on her back trying to not let her top get in the way. "O-oh is my top in the way, here let me untie it so you can get it more easily" before you could say anything minnie untied her black bikini top covering her exposed chest. "Minnie unnie why are you covering your pretty tits~" you say whispering. "Nobody is here why be so cautious, unless you are scared of someone seeing how much of a slut you are for me and yuqi". Your words send a chill down Minnie's spine, she hesitantly lowered her arms leaving her chest exposed enough for you to sneak your hand to her chest and squeeze it. Minnie let out a soft moan as you continued your movement, you signaled for yuqi to come over and help. Yuqi swam in front of minnie before kissing her you soon tugged at minnie bottoms before she lifted them up allowing yuqi to slip them off. Yuqi then pulls minnie back into the water pinning her against the pool wall kissing her deeply.

You watch as you try to take your clothes off before joining them in the pool." Y/n aren't you gonna use protection first" yuqi teased indicating an unexpected pregnancy. "Whha why are you like this don't ruin the mood" you say blushing in embarrassment from her comment. Yuqi giggles before wasting not even a second before pushing her thick length into minnie causing her to moan out. You step out o the pool above minnie give you cock a few good strokes. "Please put your cock in my mouth I need you" Minnie pleaded. You grin at her desperation but rubbed your tip against her bottom lip. Minnie opens he mouth before Swallowing your cock whole. She wasted no time suckling on your sensitive tip. "Minnie fuck~..." you moan out.

Yuqi continues thrusting into her as best she could going faster each time. The pleasure from yuqi sent moan after moan from her mouth down to the base of your cock causing you to pulsate in her mouth. "Fuck Yuqi-ah don't stop I'm so close" minnie say taking your out her mouth before going right back to sucking you off. " I might be close to if you continue like this minnie" you say your eyebrows knitted with pleasure. Minnie began to massage your soft sac with her hands while looking at you attentively. You couldn't hold back you grabbed the back of her head and pushed down cumming all in her mouth. Minnie swallowed the hot seed in her mouth before smiling at you a bit. Yuqi pulled out forcing minnie and yuqi to be on the ledge of the pool. "Pool sex I so uncomfortable let's go by the pool stairs for more support" yuqi said. Minnie was now facing yuqi with her legs wrapped around her torso as yuqi continued to pound her. Minnie being close from earlier it didn't take her long before trapping yuqi at all angled and spraying all over her lap. "Shit that felt so good" minnie sighed out. It was now your turn to fuck minnie. You took the place of yuqi putting her in a more doggy style position with yuqi being sucked off by minnie this time. You began to slowly thrust, god her pussy was so hot and warm. You continue thrusting through her tight walls giving hard thrust in-between to give yuqi some more pleasure. "I'm close guys.." yuqi grunts a bit. "Wait I want both of yall to cum on my face" minnie says. You and yuqi look at each other then nod. You exit minnie and hover over her again jerking off to get to your peak. "We are gonna paint your face all white when we are done with you" you say hoping to amp the mood a bit. "Fuck yes please use me as your cum dump" minnie says sending you and yuqi into a frenzy. "I'm close on the count of three we cum" you say going faster focusing on yuqis movement. Yuqi nods and begins counting down with you. "1". As minnie watched she opened her mouth for the fat load she was about to receive. "2". A bead of sweat ran down your temple ad you felt the building pleasure. "1!" . You and yuqi let your orgasm go all onto minnies face, on her eyelid, her tongue, even in her hair. Thick white stripes painted minnie like a pastry.

Your breath get heavy as you finished stumbling a bit. "Holy shit that was hot...." yuqi said blushing this was such a "good vacation I wish it didn't have to end". "Me too" you pouted at yuqi. "Do you think we made a mess?" You asked. " Haha probably this pool is probably going to need some extra chlorine." Yuqi said. "Yeah, can we go back to the hotel so we can clean up a bit,we need to leave early tomorrow for our flight" minnie said trying to clear her eye. "Can't we just stay one more day?" Yuqi said. "We can always come back to Thailand Yuqi-ah". "Yeahh but it's so fun". "Next time Yuqi-ah" you smiled softly."Next time, but for now I'm ready to go back to korea" yuqi said laughing as yall headed back to the hotel room

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livelydiver · 2 years ago

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more ofmd fic recs

Another hype post for some exquisite fics that have lately been living in my head rent-free. Top-shelf and mostly E-rated Gentlebeard modern AUs:

⬥ Mile High Club by @veeagainsttheday [E, 17K] -- You know that feeling where you start a fic and know right away it's going in your list of all time favorites? This is one of those, and I can't stop re-reading it. A heartwarming, instant-soulmates story where Ed and Stede meet as strangers trapped in an American airport after a diverted flight.

⬥ Take a Byte by @oatmilktruther [E, 4K] -- Ed as a top-of-his-game-but-bored-of-it-all hacker harboring a crush on the cute blonde FBI agent who monitors his computer. Adorably funny and hot.

⬥ Up in Smoke by @zombee [T, 4K] -- A charming first/blind date where, under the auspices of a Lucius-directed art project, veteran stoner Ed shows weed-virgin Stede how it's done.

⬥ A Stroke of Luck by wretched_wren [E, 5K] -- Another sweet and funny take on oblivious-Stede discovering new pleasures, this time after he unknowingly signs up himself and best friend Ed for an orgasmic meditation class.

⬥ Restructuring by @elapsed-spiral [E, 50K, WIP] -- Newly penniless Stede navigating life on his own while Ed, a wildly successful but depressed billionaire, falls for him helplessly. My current stop-whatever-I'm-doing-when-a-new-chapter-drops fave, funny and loveable with the bohemian found-family vibes of Phoebe Waller Bridge's Crashing.

⬥ not pickles by smallestchurch [eventually-E, 11K, WIP] -- Instant chemistry between single-and-thriving Ed and his new neighbor, flustered single-dad Stede. In the words of the author's note, "what if what Stede can learn from Ed isn't about a job, but about how to heal? What if Ed's a little farther down that road, as he struggles to figure out What Makes Ed Happy?" What indeed? Get your popcorn, looks like this is gonna be a lovely one.

And a bonus rec for this canon-setting gem:

⬥ All I Have to Pass the Time by sillyteehee [E, 38K] -- If like me you had somehow missed this fic 'til now, you're in for a treat. Set in an alternate canon where Ed's "act of grace" deal is 5 years in prison in exchange for Stede's freedom, this is the series of letters they exchange and all the horny, funny, self-actualizing joys therein.

🏴‍☠️❤️

#ofmd #ofmd fic #ofmd fanfic #gentlebeard #blackbonnet #our flag means death #ofmd fanfiction #ofmd fic rec #our flag means death fic #blackbeard ofmd #ofmd stede bonnet #edstede #fic recs #fic rec #someday I will learn how to tag I think #but not today

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themculibrary · 2 years ago

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Steve/Bucky/Natasha Masterlist

5 times Steve was oblivious + one time Bucky and Natasha made themselves clear (ao3) - MoreThanSlightly (cadignan) M, 4k

Summary: Natasha and Steve are the only two people in the world allowed to touch Bucky. Steve feels honored to be on such a short list, even if he is clearly in second place.

A Pretty Boy with a Bird Tattoo (ao3) - Kryptaria, zooeyscigar E, 100k

Summary: Bucky Barnes is the wholesome, handsome boy next door, complete with the engineering major and the beloved younger sister (or three).

Steve Rogers is the punk artist loner with an unkindness on his arm and a never-ending fight against the world. His best friend, Natasha, is best left unmentioned, though there are rumors that if you kiss the Black Widow's spider, she'll give you a tattoo for free. But she never said where or what.

They shouldn't work together, until they do.

drive off the edge into the sun (ao3) - hadrons_collide E, 3k

Summary: "How many times do you think Steve can come?"

Natasha twists in his arms to turn away from the TV and frown at him. "What the hell?"

Full (ao3) - Parrannnah E, 4k

Summary: “Steve is one lucky son of a bitch, and he fucking knows it. Getting fucked by two beautiful people is nothing new to him.”

In which Bucky and Natasha top the hell out of a very happy Steve.

persistence of memory (ao3) - hollimichele E, 11k

Summary: It’s a nondescript sort of a Wednesday morning when the Winter Soldier walks into SHIELD headquarters, bold as brass, and announces his intention to surrender.

Put On Earth With That Sole Purpose (ao3) - bomberqueen17 E, 3k

Summary: Bucky Barnes was put on this good Earth with the sole purpose of cleaning up Steve Rogers's messes. Sometimes, he has to admit, it's a pretty great job.

Run to Ground (ao3) - hollimichele T, 7k

Summary: “They bought-- what? A body in cryo?” Maria Hill looks skeptical. “How’d one guy fresh out of the ice kill a whole room?”

so shake apart (ao3) - hollimichele E, 1k

Summary: “The next words out of his mouth are gonna be ‘You can do that?’ Just watch.”

Such Good Boys (ao3) - zetsubonna E, 1k

Summary: ANONYMOUS ASKED: Since we can ask for smutty things, how about something with dom!Natasha and her two subs, Steve and Bucky? Maybe testing out the limits of the serum re: multiple orgasms?

The Deep End (ao3) - orphan_account M, 8k

Summary: In this story: exquisitely tragic and beautiful Russian romance, James Bond shenanigans, designer drugs with highly specific effects, Steve Rogers’ overactive imagination, a swimming metaphor. Also: a villain has a secret sex room, some assassins join the mile high club, and Captain America punches a shark.

Three Step (ao3) - copperbadge M, 4k

Summary: "How many times a week can a couple have a threesome with the same guy before it becomes some sort of three-way relationship?"

Venus in Vibranium (ao3) - betts E, 58k

Summary: “To be a Lead’s Support is a substantial responsibility," Natasha says. "You must be Agent Rogers’ personal assistant, bodyguard, chef, maid, best friend, boyfriend, and whatever else he wishes you to be.”

when i offer you survival, you say it's hard enough to live (ao3) - lanyon M, 4k

Summary: Tony says that Captain America leads a charmed life. It's not quite true; even Steve Rogers has bad days. He can't quite explain, though, who's helping them in every mission.

(Or: The One Where Bucky Comes Back And Watches Over Steve.)

What a Girl Wants (ao3) - MeganOfSaints E, 6k

Summary: He was too hot everywhere and he was so close to coming. His face was flushed and his heart was pounding in his ears. He didn’t think he was going to make it. He whined and reached behind him for Bucky’s ass, grinding himself back into the brunet. “Bucky…oh fuck, Bucky! I need to cum!”

Where Natasha wants a threesome and who is Bucky to deny her when it's America's Golden Boy, Steve Rogers?

with your pockets full of rain (ao3) - victoria_p (musesfool) M, 9k

Summary: In which Steve loves puppies and freedom and Russian assassins. Not necessarily in that order.

you got me where you want me (ao3) - tremontaine E, 8k

Summary: "I said let's play a game," Natasha said breathily. "I didn't say I wanted to win."

#themculibrary #mcu #marvel #steve rogers #bucky barnes #natasha romanoff #polyamory #masterlists

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chriseatingmeoutin4k · 2 months ago

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MILE HIGH pt 1:

In The Air

authors note: hi👋

chris sturniolo x fem!reader

*the warnings will change with each part depending on what is in that part*

warnings: swearing, flirting, fluff, use of y/n, all lower case(i think) airplane sickness, arguing(no idea if that’s smth to put), kindaish proofread

summary for mile high: you and chris have seats on the plane next to each other and talk, which turns into flirty teasing and when you fall asleep and wake up in a interesting position… you then move things to the plane bathroom..but what happens when you land?

as you settle into your window seat, you open the window to see the plane wing. you were flying from california to boston, returning home from a trip for your friends masters degree graduation from [insert california university], and your friends that you flew with could only get tickets for the flight tommorow since the flights were booked, so you flew alone today. it wasn’t your first time, but going through security was always stressful. now you were finally hopefully sleeping for the next 6 hours. the line of people feeding into the plane dwindled, you wondered if maybe the plane hadn’t been fully booked, or wondering if maybe the person meant to be sitting next to you was going to miss their flight.

you look to the empty seat next to you then back out the window, noticing that the sky was beginning to darken—it would be 1030pm soon. then you felt the seat next to you shift, and you looked over at your new seat neighbor. he was still leaning down, getting his carryon settled and such. his curly brown hair was peeking out of his half-up hood on a blue fresh love sweatshirt, with plaid pj pants. you sported fluffy pajama pants and a hoodie, plus a blanket, since you always got cold on flights. he pulled out a pair of earplugs for the altitude change and leaned back in his chair. “shit” you swore under your breath.

he turned his head to face you, a perplexed look on his face. he had icy blue eyes, a jawline that could cut glass, and soft lips. “hi”, he starts, “what happened?” his eyes turned curious. you rub your face in annoyance at yourself. “i forgot my earplugs. and i always wear them because i get really bad ear popping from the altitude, and i never forget.” you realize your babbling to a rando that your gonna have to sit next to for the whole flight. a breathtakingly beautiful rando, but still. his eyes seem to be endearing though. you blush and look down at your lap and say “and now im rambling.” you looked back up at his face when he started talking. “don’t be sorry. i actually know another trick to help with the plane sickness and ear pain. do you..wanna try?” was is just you it was he…flirting? it was a innocent enough phrase but paired with the little flash of his eyes touching on your chest, you weren’t too sure. before you could open your mouth to speak, he was leaning down back into his bag. so the flirting was just your imagination you conclude. he began,” gum actually helps too. i don’t know if it’s anything scientific, but i usually chew bubblegum during most flights. so,” he pulls out a pack and takes one out,” you want a piece?” “are you sure,” you ask hesitantly. “ of course. here, take it.” he leans his hand closer to you and you snatch it from his. your hands touch for a second and as soon as the touch is over, you want to touch his hand again. but you ignore the urge and open up the gum. you lock eyes with him as you pop the gum into your mouth, letting it lay on your tongue for a second before chewing it. “so, what’s your name?” he asks, turning his body so he faces you more. “i’m y/n. and you?”

“my names chris.”

over the speaker, the pilot or flight attendant told us that we were going to take off. while the plane began to move forward fast you scrunched your eyes shut, chewing your gum fast. you felt a hand covering your own, squeezing it supportively. you opened your eyes to see chris send a smile your way. you squeezed his hand back, and continued to until you were comfortable in the air. you let go, and hadn’t realized how hard you had been squeezing. chris took out his eairplugs and trailed his gaze over to you. “you good y/n?” “ yeah, but is your hand? i think i suffocated it.”

chris looked at his hand and turned it around to inspect both sides. “ yep, tiptop shape.” you smile at his phrase.

before you could continue your conversation, the pilot told the passengers over the speaker to watch the flight safety video. once it was over, you had both forgotten to continue your little chat.

you decided on a movie to watch, and settled in. around 15 minutes into the movie, you suddenly feel fingers gently tap your shoulder. you turn around and take your headphones out. it was chris. “hey do you want anything,” he says, genturing to the sodas and snacks trolley that the flight attending was rolling down the isle. “sure,” looking at the flight attendant, you requested,” i’ll have a coke please.” she handed it to you, and you turned down the offer of ice and a plastic cup. chris got pepsi, and no cup or ice either. once she left, he looked to you with a shocked face.

“excuse me, you did not just purposely get a coke?” his tone was genuinely surprised. you took a sip and nodded. “yeah? what do you have against it?”

he set down his can, preparing for a whole ass essay he must’ve said a ton before. “pepsi, unlike coke, has the perfect amount of flavor and carbonation which gives the drinker a pleasant experience through the whole drinking process because they both last longer than coke. and it’s just fucking better.” while he was talking he almost got worked up about it. you looked at him for a second than burst into laughter. his face turned annoyed and angered. “you know what, whatever.” he turned to put his headphones in. “ no wait, it wasn’t that—i wasnt trying to be mean i just thought i was watching a fucking pepsi ad.” he looked back at you and shrugged. “i’m scared for what you pick for the snacks.”

you both picked different things. again. “how could you choose the cookies over the pretzel mix!” this time you were shocked at his choice. he ripped open the little bag and popped the cookie out. “uh, because it’s a cookie?” he said with instense sarcastism. “but it looks and tastes like shit! even the bar is better and it’s literally just apples and bananas.(that’s it bars). the pretzel mix lasts longer and is more of an actual snack than a tiny little cookie tha— tha—“ you stuttered as he leaned into you after placing his cookie on the table. “what— what are you doing?” he didn’t say anything and just kept leaning in until you were almost bumping noses. then he smirked and leaned back. you looked behind you and saw the sky. he opened the window. he only leaned forward to open the window you told yourself . “ chris i dont want the window open—i want to sleep.”

“well i wanted to sit next to someone less annoying but we both have to deal with what we got mkay?” you scoffed as he put in his headphones and clicked play on the movie he was watching. you went and turned around to close the window, surprised that he thought he could make you keep it open, that you would be so submissive, but as the window began to slide down you heard a voice next to your ear and a hand reached out to push the window back up, pushing against your hand trying to push it down. “what do you think your doing hm?” his breath tickled your neck, and you shivered a bit. your hands continued to fight for dominance over the window, but you kept talking. “i’m closing the window. what about you?”

chris chuckled, “i’m opening it.”

his voice was oozing with dominance, and you felt yourself ooze as well, but with between your clenched thighs. fuck. you let go, and turned around to lean on the wall. you didn’t want to see chris’ smug little face, so you closed your eyes and began to try to angrily drift off to sleep, the annoyance seeping from your body as you fell into slumber.

@chriseatingmeoutin4k

don’t copy, repost, plagiarize, or any of that nonsense

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thequalityamateur · 2 years ago

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What It Really Means To Be A Loser: The Pacific Cup Guam

By: Jasmine Lai Naea

I had no idea what I was getting into… I had no clue. The most common response I got when I told people I was going to race the Pacific Cup in Guam was “Where is Guam?” or “Oh, it’s an island so it should be all on the beach, right?” Well, to my surprise Guam offers an intense variety of elevation gain, weather, steep fast rolling hills, and a terrain that I can’t describe in detail, only that, you just had to be there.

I was offered the opportunity to represent Samoa, my father’s birth country, at the very first UCI Oceania Cycling Confederation’s Pacific Cup in early October 2022. A race made up of 65 miles or 105km with about 4k of climbing around the island of Guam. With only two months to prepare I made it official with a plane ticket and solid plans to race on December 11th. Within a short amount of time to prepare mentally and physically, I studied the course, and I searched social media platforms for previous times and recordings. I tried to track recent times and compared those to my mock-up times. I worked side by side with the Samoa Cycling Federation's President Seti Afoa. He offered support over zoom meetings and proper funding, ultimately assisting with my travel and accommodation. To cover the remaining costs of my trip I was able to work with my family and friends to fundraise through apparel I had designed myself and promoted on my website. I received a lot of support and love from my community, and my colleagues to make this trip possible. I worked with coaching staff Bernie Port to build a race course profile and the most efficient way to approach the race around the island. We spoke about nutrition, positions to maintain, and our overall goal to give the best effort while finishing with the rubber side down and a smile. My teammate Daniel Afoa was by my side in Guam assisting with representation, meals, and transportation. Daniel helped recon the course and helped me understand the geography of the island. We worked together to ensure a safe successful trip.

I arrived in Guam on Wednesday, December 7th, giving me just a few days to assemble my bike from international travel and acclimate to the beautiful humidity of the island. My spirit was high and I was excited about the main event on Sunday. I enjoyed the wonderful beaches of Tumon Bay, also the friendly staff and people at The Pacific Island Club, the hotel that hosted my stay. I was able to get fast service for my bike at a local bike shop called BikeFixGuam. A familiar atmosphere for me where Derek and his wife Monessa Horton helped me feel very welcome and comfortable by letting me use their service stand and tools. I was blessed with the accessibility of their shop, which made me feel safe and confident that my bike was ready to ride for the race.

In preparation for the big day, coaches and competitors met to go over the official rules with the UCI. The key points of this meeting included areas to be aware of, support vehicle rules, and the other races happening alongside the Pacific Cup. Tour of Guam and their National Championships would be happening as well, meaning there would be about 200+ riders on the course. The Pacific Cup would get a 5-minute head start on the Tour of Guam. Results would show the Elite group and then the riders participating in the tour. For some, this caused some confusion, but for me, it offered a good mixture of riders. This also helped with direction on the remote sides of the island where there were no volunteers or aid stations. Since men and women were starting together, there was no rule against drafting the men or the other riders of The Tour. This is sometimes a rule that is very strict in the case that other categorized races start at the same time. If there has to be an overlapped start on the same course of a race, some categories would be required to neutralize. But in this case, it was everyone for themselves, and later this fact alone made my experience just a little more enjoyable.

With just one day to go, at packet pick up I received a goodie bag with Tour of Guam merchandise, a shirt, and a bottle. Also my jersey number, helmet number, and a seat post decal number with a tracking magnet to capture the precise time I crossed the finish line. I always feel excited when receiving jersey numbers and registration packets. I honor those moments when you accept your number and realize, there's no turning back now. I also had this sensation when I purchased a non-refundable plane ticket and traveled 20 hours. But, at this point, it became real, because I was here and I felt blessed and grateful to have the chance to represent Samoa and help push cycling and bike racing forward in the pacific islands.

On the morning of the race, I woke up two hours earlier than I had wanted. I got up and stretched, hydrated, and connected with some family. I had been monitoring the weather since I arrived and realized it rained every! Day! So when there were dark clouds and thick drops around the hotel balcony I reminded myself “this is what I thought.” In racing, there is no way to escape the weather. It just is, what it is. The cool thing about Guam and the Pacific Islands is, that anyone would feel the relief from the rain, for the fact that it offers coverage from the heavy sun rays that in some cases are inescapable. With a start time of 5:30 am, I was out of my hotel at 4:45 am with a 2.5-mile ride to the start line on a wet road and refreshing thick air. I got a nice warm-up to the start but my socks were drenched. I accepted my fate. It would rain on and off the entire race. If it wasn’t raining on you, it was raining up on the mountain you were descending, and the water was flowing down the hill with you.

The race started and I tried to keep track of the women in the first group. I counted 3, and then there was me. I fought to climb with the first group for the first hour and lost them about 7 miles in. I was alone for the first loop of the first section of the course. While on the island crossing road, I heard a sweet voice come around my left side, “Hey, want to draft?” I sat up and caught the gals wheel and she turned around with a plan, “rotate every 20 (pedal) strokes?” I yelled back in slight pain but relief “uhh.. y-yeah !” We worked together for about 20 miles and 2 hours, for a good half of the race through the southern part of the island. We saw two aid stations together and we would root each other through. I would yell “Let’s go girl!” and she would cheer under her breath “go Samoa.” While making our way back north to cross the island for the last time, a few more people passed us and we grabbed their wheel. After about 15 minutes and approaching the last big climb I lost her. I saw her look back and that was the last time we would see each other until the finish.

I was hurting, and I was hungry. I was frustrated, soaking wet, and sweating. I couldn’t cry, because my legs had taken over my body. I didn’t have a thought in my mind except “I will not stop.” I was beside myself yelling vulgar things and pressing to get past this dark part. Ultimately I let go of closing gaps, the finish time I was fighting for, and told myself “let’s just get to the finish line.” So the pressure was off, and my body was still in pieces. I was dreaming of spam musubi and mac n cheese. I wanted an entire thanksgiving dinner after it all. I dreamt up food while I sucked down an energy gel and hydration mix, it helped but I could feel my body chopping through the 200 calories quickly and fatigue was the butcher knife.

Through the final climb, two gentlemen passed on my left with friendly cheer. “Whoooo! It’s almost finished, you’re almost there!” I asked them if they were from Guam. They said YES! And I told them they must do this ride a lot. “Yes, and it’s tough.” they said. They asked where I was from, and I told them I was representing Samoa in the Pacific Cup. “OHH, welcome to Guam..” they said very warmly.

Finishing at one minute over 4 hours I found a place to lie on the floor away from the crowd. I felt so happy to have finished. I was overwhelmed by the road I had just ridden, with all those kind people. The beauty of the island I zoomed through started to replay in my mind. I broke down into tears. I couldn’t stop crying, maybe because I was holding all these emotions in for the last 30 miles. I just felt so grateful for the good vibes the whole way through. Every person that passed me or looked back was so kind. Every volunteer or bystander that shouted a “CCHHEEHOO” fired me up. Those moments I was alone with just the road, the sounds of the ocean, and the air of the island were incredible. As I was crying to my mom on the phone the woman that had worked with me through the biggest section of that race approached me. Giving love and thanks, I finally learned her name. Robyn from the Northern Mariana Islands finished 3rd in the Pacific Cup.

Throughout the rest of the day, I had haunting thoughts of where I thought I had given up. I remembered vividly where I let Robyn’s wheel go. The “ifs” and the “I could have” gave me grief. Then I remembered what it really means to be a loser. Losing is a negative term for learning. It means at the moment you encountered parts that you were not prepared for. It also means that you were someone completely different than who you are after that race or experience. After I returned home from Guam I listened to a podcast that featured one of my favorite cyclists, Paige Kostanecki. On Coffee and Van chats with Out Of Collective, she gives insight into how she approaches the start line. “Each time you line up for a race is special, it is a unique opportunity to show what you are capable of. The pressure of that opportunity will not break you, it will make you great. Feelings of anxiety is a good thing, it's your body’s reaction to being on the precipice of something exceptional. It will keep you alive, sharp, and hungry.” She goes on to say how she prepares to win, and how it takes a ferocious appetite and commitment to the winning results. She mentions that sometimes we can “future trip” meaning we overstress what may happen in 5 years, 5 months or 5 minutes before the current moment. In the end, she gave a solid reminder that “All we have is this moment”

At that moment, I was on my dream bike on a beautiful island. I was racing for the country of Samoa, pushing bike racing for the Pacific Nations. At that moment I did my best, and at that moment I achieved a finishing time of 1 minute over 4 hours and secured 5th place overall for Samoa. At that moment I had finished the hardest race of my career. Living in the moment is all we have, give your best and love every part, sometimes you win, and sometimes you learn.

#pacificcup #guam #womenscycling #samoacycling #bike racing #pacificnations #thequalityamateur #fortheloveofbikes #womensracing #bike #ridejahbike #tourofguam

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vodkaskys · 2 years ago

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FANFIC REC: the mile high club

Looking down from the clouds (Louis is security officer at Miami airport and regularly has to escort Harry through. Will they ever go on that date?) (18K)

Panorama (Louis' cabin crew at Panorama Airlines are in need of a new member. Cheeky Harry Styles joins the group, but to his mild disappointment Louis determinedly has no intention of joining the Mile High Club. Their first kiss might not be their first kiss.) (34K)

My Darling, We're Both On The Wing (Or the one where Harry meets a gorgeous flight attendant and becomes a member of the mile-high club) (2K)

Him & I (Louis thinks Harry has a lover and he's willing to let's Harry go to be happy with someone else even if it hurts the three of them.) (8K)

What Really Happened During Lairport (Louis' not entirely sure that having sex in the small, cramped bathroom is really a wise idea.) (3K)

Looking down from the clouds (Louis is security officer at Miami airport and regularly has to escort Harry through. Will they ever go on that date?) (18K)

Hold My Heart (the one where famous Louis Tomlinson offers his hand and a lot more to his seat mate on a transatlantic flight.) (14K)

riding (mile) high (the flight is boring, louis is restless and harry indulges.) (4K)

Coming Up For Air (It's a long plane ride to LA but sitting beside Harry makes time fly.) (11K)

No Turbulence Please (It's just Harry's luck that his rut hits right before his concert when he's stuck on an airplane with his best friend as the only omega. Luckily, Louis doesn't mind helping him out. All for a good cause, of course.) (5K)

#larry stylinson #larryfanfic #ao3 fanfic #larry fanfic rec #fanfiction rec list #mile high club

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ao3dazaiisms · 2 years ago

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dazaiisms' masterlist

one-shots

only then, i am human | 9k words | rated: e

“You know dying won’t let you escape me, don’t you?” Dazai continues as the silence drags on, “I’d just follow you into the afterlife.”

Chuuya smiles. A small, private thing, and a cold hand comes up cup Dazai’s jaw in a gesture far too gentle for either of them.

“I know.”

tags; toxic dynamics, jealousy, possessive behaviour

beyond repentance | 4k words | rated: e

All Chuuya wants to do is get to this halloween party on time. Dazai, of course, has other plans. Ones that involve a rather whore-ish nun costume.

tags; halloween, pwp, costumes

pull the trigger | 4k words | rated: e

There’s an itch that Dazai yearns to scratch. It burns at the back of his throat, rising like bile and choking him from the inside out. He tries his best to quell it, to stave it off with rope that digs into his skin, water that fills his lungs, drugs that alter his brain. He tries and tries again. But it’s not enough. It’s never enough.

His need isn’t filled, the urge persists, the voices don’t quiet.

So then, Chuuya.

tags; consensual but not safe or sane, gunplay, Dom/sub

seatbelt sign off | 4k words | rated: e

In which Dazai decides to indulge in something sweet just before getting on the thirteen hour flight from London back to Tokyo after a successful mission abroad, and promptly realises there’d been something in the chocolate besides salted caramel chunks.

Chuuya, of course, gets dragged into the mess.

Or; Dazai accidentally takes an aphrodisiac, and he and Chuuya fuck in the airplane bathroom.

tags; mile high club, aphrodisiacs, multiple orgasms

tender (touch me) | 3k words | rated: t

“You’re late,” is the first thing the younger says.

“Yeah, well,” Chuuya pushes up his mask to reveal his face, silently thankful for the fresh air as it hits his lungs. “Was a tough fight.”

Dazai’s face scrunches up in distaste. “You look like shit,” he mutters. And with that, disappears back into his room.

tags; spider-man au, fluff, tending to wounds

paint me in lilac skies | 3k words | rated: t

His frown seems more like a wonky smile from Chuuya’s skewed perspective, and for some reason it makes Chuuya want to laugh.

“C’mere,” Chuuya beckons. Dazai narrows his eyes suspiciously, though he does, surprisingly, obey. With one hand still holding the web steady, Chuuya reaches out the other to tangle gloved fingers in the short waves at Dazai’s nape. He pulls him in for an upside-down kiss.

tags; spiderman au, rooftop picnic dates, spiderman kiss

under your skin | 5k words | rated: e

Out on his most recent "mission" to bond with the Armed Detective Agency members following their organisations' truce, Chuuya catches a glimpse of a tattoo on Dazai's body that definitely hadn't been there four years ago. It succesfully manages to derail whatever plans Chuuya had of ignoring his pain-in-the-ass former partner altogether.

tags; tattooed dazai osamu, belly bulge, smut and angst

pretty baby, watch me bleed | 7k words | rated: e

“There is nothing the Angels’ all-seeing eyes will not find eventually. Even I can’t trick them forever.”

Quiet falls over the room. Dazai continues to look beyond the tall windows, at the thunderstorm that rages in the distance. Lightning strikes every few seconds, spreading across the crimson sky like the jagged roots of a tree.

“You knew.”

tags; angel/demon relationship, fallen angel dazai, multiple orgasms

amateur mistake | 15k words | rated: m

Chuuya rescues a puppy from the streets; saves it from the maws of death.

Dazai doesn’t care. Until he does. Maybe a bit too much.

tags; canonverse, hurt/comfort, character study

bandidas | 5k words | rated: e

His large, gnarled fingers are a hair's width away from touching her skin through her shirt when the sound of a safety clip being removed rings through the room. Dazai watches with concealed glee as the man’s eyes go wide, held in place by the gun pressed to the nape of his neck.

“Touch her,” growls a familiar voice in the tone Dazai loves oh so much, “You die.”

tags; fem!soukoku, western, rough sex

chaptered works

just enough for polaroids and cigarettes | 50k words | rated: e

When Chuuya boldly claims he can leave Dazai satisfied in a way his frequent hook-ups could never do, the two childhood friends enter into an agreement that adds certain benefits to their friendship. Strictly no strings attached, of course. A good idea in theory, perhaps, were it not for the fact that both their strings have been secretly attached to each other for as long as they can remember.

tags; college au, childhood friends, friends with benefits, mutual pining

emotions | 65k words | rated: m

It's not within Chuuya's life plans to get commited to a mental institution at age twenty two.

But after a particularly violent outburst ends in physical assault charges that threaten to land him in jail, Chuuya begrudgingly accepts the compromise of indefinite in-patient stay at Tenkai Sanatorium. He doesn't expect his time there to include the most infuriatingly intriguing person he's ever met. Or that he'll be forced to confront the demons he would much rather have left in the past.

tags; sanatorium au, mental health issues, 1990s

#dazaiisms #dazaiisms masterlist #masterlist #fanfic writing #soukoku #dazai x chuuya #bungou stray dogs #dazai osamu #nakahara chuuya #skk #skk angst #skk fluff #skk smut

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1dmonthlyficroundup · 2 years ago

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1D Monthly Fic Roundup

Hi, and welcome to the 1D Monthly Fic Roundup for August 2022! Below you’ll find 1D fics that were all published this month in the order they were submitted to the blog. We hope you’ll check out these new fics! If you would like to submit your own fic, please check this post on how to submit or visit our blog @1dmonthlyficroundup. You can find all our other posts here.

Happy reading!

🔹Sugary Sweet by @neondiamond [G, 1k, Harry/Louis]

Sometimes, all you need is a little sugar to get the day started.

Or Harry and Louis’ daughter knows exactly how to get what she wants, Harry is pregnant, and Louis is the best husband ever.

🔹Sidetracked by @neondiamond [G, 2k, Louis/Harry]

While scrambling to get his whole life packed up the night before moving in with Harry, Louis and the boys get distracted and take a trip down memory lane.

🔹Wild As You by bluegreenish / @greenblueish [M, 9k, Harry/Louis]

As much as Harry had not been overjoyed at the prospect of leaving Minnesota behind and starting high school in rural central Nebraska, it had definitely changed his life in ways staying at his childhood home never would have. Within days he had found fellow students to sit with at lunch, within weeks he had considered them friends, within months he had learned to love Nebraska, and within four years, he had wildly fallen in love with Louis Tomlinson.

or, a story about how Harry figures out whether the ideal of a house with a white picket fence in the suburbs of a medium-sized city is what he wants, or whether Louis' sheep ranch is the home his heart really desires.

🔹Caught In Between Love by Kikiberoski16 / @larrysballetslippers [E, 9k, Louis/Harry]

He kissed Harry’s lips, soft and fleeting. Louis didn’t waste any time and went down, kissing Harry’s neck, chest, abs and lower abdomen. Harry panted quietly, but he was sure he could come right away. He hasn’t been touched for such a long time that any physical contact was now feeling magnified.

“Can I have a kiss too?” Andrew whimpered in the background.

Or Harry had a crush on Andrew, his co-worker, for a few months, but when he meets Louis, the handsome BDSM club owner, everything changes.

🔹De Novo by skipper / @skipperxao3 [M, 4k, Harry/Louis]

Harrie always knew that things weren’t right in her world, but it was many years before she had the answers, not only about herself but the world around her. With the help of two wonderful friends, she comes to embrace life as it truly is. She’s found happiness and confidence within herself, feeling truly content for the first time in her life.

One thing she longs for is to share her life with another person, but fear holds her back. She doesn’t know if she’s able to be accepted as she is now. But that doesn’t stop the world from trying and allowing her to see who she needs to be.

Despite her reservations, she realizes that one failed date doesn’t mean is it’s an end all. It simply means she wasn’t herself the first time around.

With a deep, steady breath of fresh air, Harrie knows now. She’s ready and the future is here in the form of a wonderful person who doesn’t hold her past against her. In fact, he finds her imperfectly perfect exactly as she is, and that’s all Harrie needs.

🔹Close Enough to Touch by YesIsAWorld / @louandhazaf [M, 11k, Harry/Louis]

There had been chart topping singles and sold out arenas when Louis Tomlinson was one fifth of the world's most successful boyband.

Embarking on his first solo tour was stressful enough without his closest friends encouraging him to push even further outside of his comfort zone. Louis definitely did not need a masseuse on tour. Not even if that masseuse turned out to be gorgeous, kind, and lovely. It was the last thing Louis thought he needed.

He was wrong.

🔹Pancakes for Two by YesIsAWorld / @louandhazaf [E, 1k, Louis/Zayn, Niall/Harry]

Louis goes to a key party. He didn't expect to see Harry.

🔹Close Our Eyes (Pretend We're Miles Away) by @haztobegood [E, 5k, Louis/Harry]

Louis and Harry have been on the run for a day and a half now. It’s a hard situation to be in, and they’ve been trying to cope the best they can since their relaxing girls’ weekend at a rented cabin turned into a living nightmare.

Just forty eight hours ago, Harry never would have robbed a bank. Hell, she barely would have touched the gun she’d used in the robbery, let alone wave it around to threaten anyone. Forty eight hours ago, Louis hadn’t used that same gun to shoot a man.

🔹Good Dogs Don’t Bark by @haztobegood [M, 1k, Harry/Louis]

“Don’t know where it came from, but it’s here to stay,” Harry laughed into the mic. Barking at the crowd gave him such a thrill. He couldn’t remember the first time he barked at the crowd, but he remembered how it made his heart race every time. He always wondered how his Master would react if he were there. Would he be punished for barking in public? But Louis had been busy with his own world tour, and Harry kept barking.

🔹Something Like This by @multicoloredme [E, 152k+, wip, Louis/Harry]

After leaving his boyfriend, Louis is a little sore emotionally and is ready for a fresh start in a new city. When a coworker tells him about a couple friends looking for a new flatmate, he decides to go for it. Little does he know, that one of his new flatmates is the gorgeous, captivating guy he met at a party a few weeks ago. A New Girl/Grey’s Anatomy/Relief Next To Me inspired AU.

Harry bit his lip. “Um, I didn’t mention us meeting to Niall, and now that you’re here–”

“Pretend we just met?” Louis finished.

“Yeah,” Harry gave him a half-hearted smile. “If we’re going to be flatmates, it’s probably best to… just forget it, I guess? Have a ‘no dating flatmates’ rule?”

“Yeah,” Louis echoed. “I mean, you seem great, but–”

“It would get so messy–”

“Exactly,” Louis pointed at him in agreement. “Just friends?”

“Absolutely.”

“Great.”

Louis sighed in relief. At least that was settled. They were both in agreement: Friends only. Piece of cake.

🔹after hours by safetyfilm / @larrieblr [E, 16k, Harry/Louis]

Harry moves like lightning as he slides the books off the shelves into the open, waiting abyss of his bag. Then, as Louis clears the other end of the exhibit just as quickly, he moves on to the display case next to it and the one after that. One flimsy book practically flies open as he picks it up, the paper held together by feeble strings on the spine. He leaves it behind. Not worth selling.

Or, a crime au set in 1980s Chicago.

🔹Nasha Tera by Lhhome @lh-home [T, 10k, minor/background relationship]

As Zayn goes through some internal and external struggles which she terms an existential crisis she meets some people that help her find the community she has been searching for.

🔹Tears on Paper by Lhhome / @lh-home [G, 228 words, Louis/Harry]

Harry

Who wasn’t

supposed to see

🔹there's always room for common ground by we_are_the_same / @so-why-let-your-voice-be-tamed [T, 10k, Zayn/Liam]

Zayn never thought his life would be this way. When he’d first met Liam, he’d known that this was it. This was the man he was meant to marry, to be with for the rest of his life. And for a while things had been perfect. They had their dream wedding, their dream home, and after a few years, their perfect little girl. Things had been – well, perfect.

It’s why it’s so hard to swallow that these days Liam will barely look at him. That they’ve gone from being cuddled up on the couch together to barely being able to exchange pleasantries when they’re dropping off their daughter with one another.

🔹I don't mind being lost at sea by we_are_the_same / @so-why-let-your-voice-be-tamed [T, 2k, Zayn & Louis]

“Would you like your eggs cooked, scrambled or fertilised tomorrow morning?”

Zayn looks at the stranger thoughtfully. “You know,” he says, “I don't think that pick up line works when we're both male.”

Or: the fic where Louis tries to cheer up a stranger in a bar.

🔹as if life were invented for my love by daffodilsforlou / @polaroidlouis [E, 3k, Harry/Louis]

He was such a cliché. A MILF thirsting for her pool boy.

🔹to lie with you by @justanothershadeofblue [M, 4k, Zayn/Louis]

For Louis Tomlinson, there's nothing that compares with getting his soulmark and meeting his soulmate. Nothing that he could imagine that ever could.

🔹Moonlight Minx by jacaranda_bloom / @jacaranda-bloom [E, 15k, Louis/Harry]

It’s not until they’re one glass each into their second bottle of red wine that the topic turns to relationships.

Harry has to ask. Things are going so well, but he doesn’t want to get his hopes up. “So… are you seeing anyone now?”

Louis lifts his wine glass to his lips, looking at Harry over the rim as he takes a sip. “Nope. You?”

“Nope.”

Louis grins at him. “So we’re just two single blokes-”

“Trapped on an island-”

“In a storm,” Louis adds, finishing the sentence for them.

“Yup,” Harry says, popping the ‘p’.

“How very rom-com of us.”

OR the one where an unexpected storm strands Harry on an island, Louis gets an unexpected house guest for the night, and love might just be the most unexpected thing of all.

🔹You know I love you, babe by @lululawrence [NR, 2k, Louis/Nick Grimshaw]

Nick sighed happily to himself. Yet another wonderful decision by Past Nick was stocking the fridge with the cheesecake. He honestly had no recollection of purchasing it, but it was the best thing he’d eaten all day. There was something so perfectly satisfying about a piece of cheesecake.

He should wax poetic to Louis about it. Tell him how he didn’t miss him at all because the cheesecake was all he would ever need.

Or the one where Nick fucks up and scrambles to make it right. Too bad that just makes things worse.

🔹Do You Think The Tides Know by LiveLaughLoveLarry / @loveislarryislove [T, 12k, Zayn/Louis, endgame Louis/Harry]

Zayn had known from the beginning that his summer fling with Louis was just that – a summer thing, and no more. He’d known that Louis’ heart was already taken, known that this was just a chance for Louis to learn more about himself and his sexuality. Louis had been upfront about it the whole time. Unfortunately, Zayn dramatically underestimated how easy it would be to fall in love with Louis.

~*~“Um.” Louis swallowed hard. “Okay. I just, like – have you kissed guys?” Zayn nodded. “Guys, girls, a few non-binary people. I’ve met all sorts at the clubs near the university.” “Could you-” Another pause. “Like, I was wondering, would you… just to see what it’s like?” Zayn blinked. “Would I… kiss you?” Louis’ face was pale, but his gaze was steady on Zayn’s as he nodded. “If you want,” he said. “You don’t have to, if it’s too weird, or like… but I just… I wanted to try. I wanted to know.” Or, a fic based on the folklore love triangle, but it’s nobody’s fault and no one means to hurt anyone.

🔹Hash Brown, Egg Yolk, I Will Always Love You by LiveLaughLoveLarry / @loveislarryislove [G, 1k, Louis/Harry]

Niall is a regular at Harry's hole-in-the-wall breakfast diner, coming in almost every morning. As such, he feels uniquely qualified to opine that another regular, Louis, would be a perfect match for Harry.

He doesn't realize they're several years ahead of him on that.

🔹craving a kiss by fearsparks / @onlythebravest [G, 1k, Harry/Louis]

“But Lou, I really want to kiss someone.”

Louis let out a heavy, irritated sigh. “I gave you a solution.”

“But –”

“Actually, I gave you two.”

(Harry wants to kiss someone and Louis is the one that has to hear the whining.)

🔹we’re forever (and ever and ever and ever) by fearsparks / @onlythebravest [G, 3k, Louis/Harry]

Harry stroke Louis’ knuckles with his thumb as he said, “You’re it for me too, Lou. There’s no one else for me. You’re always gonna have me. I’m not going anywhere.”

“But I’m not ready. I’m so immature. I’m not responsible enough.”

“You’re perfect for me,” Harry interrupted. “The way you are right now is perfect for me right now.”

(Five times Louis said "I wish I met you later" and one time he didn't.)

🔹why can't we forgive and forget? by fearsparks / @onlythebravest [T, 1k, Harry/Louis]

“What the fuck are you doing walking on your own? Have you forgotten that you're living in a vampire-hating village? What’s wrong with you?”

Harry shouldn’t have relaxed as much as he did when he realised the person talking was Louis, but he did. When he didn’t immediately respond, Louis pushed him harder against the wall.

“Not even tapped into your strength,” Louis continued angrily, “a walking fucking target. Are you a fucking idiot? You’re immortal, not invincible.”

(Harry and Louis are having a heated argument. Very heated.)

🔹Take the Middle Path by yeah_alright / @uhoh-but-yeah-alright [E, 2k, Zayn/Harry/Louis]

Harry's desires are plentiful and complicated in a way that's always worried and confused him. Being with Louis and Zayn helps him explore the seemingly disparate aspects of who he is and what he wants, and to realize he doesn't have to choose just one.

🔹Tossed Salad and Scrambled Eggs by yeah_alright / @uhoh-but-yeah-alright [E, 2k, Louis/Harry]

Louis gets a little caught up in adoring Harry's endearing breakfast-making habits. After breakfast, they both get a lot caught up in adoring each other's bodies.

🔹Food Fight by LadyAJ_13 / @ladyaj-13 [G, 1k, Louis/Nick Grimshaw]

It’s Louis’ famed cooking skills against Nick’s more cultured palate.

Fight.

🔹The Superstar Scavenger Scramble by LadyAJ_13 / @ladyaj-13 [G, 2k, Louis/Greg James]

He wants to win. And not just because he’s competitive as fuck, likes to best the other boys and put them in their place whatever they’re doing, never mind that this is a silly Radio 1 scavenger hunt around London, but because of what - who - is waiting at the other end.

🔹The Meeting by sitandadmire / @louistomlionson [M, 2k+, wip, Louis/Harry]

When Harry walks into the London office with a hangover, the last thing he expects to find out is that there's a new CEO in town.

🔹let me show you just how much i want ya by zita17 / @louisandtheaquarian [E, 2k+, wip, Harry/Louis]

An excerpt from my “fake zarry au” wip inspired by this year’s Wordplay prompt "scramble."

When Louis Tomlinson gets a directing gig that's layered in more NDA's than he's ever seen, the last person he expects to work for is famous pop star (and his best friend Liam's celebrity crush), ZAYN. But what he expects even less is Zayn's Very! Enthusiastic! Fashion Influencer! boyfriend Harry Styles, who seems to want to make Louis’ life a living hell with his very existence.

When Harry signed on to become Zayn's fake boyfriend, he expected 12 months of good press and a generous paycheck to help launch his makeup/skincare line—he didn't expect to fall in love at first sight with the man who'll apparently be following Zayn around all. the. damn. time. for the same year.

A fake dating with a twist famous/not-famous enemies to friends to secret lovers where Larry and Ziam fall in love behind the scenes while Zarry bicker in public.

In this scene, Harry and Louis are on the road with Zayn’s tour, and they’ve made it to the “friends who want benefits but don’t want to break their contracts” portion of their journey. One day they accidentally find a loophole.

-Fic Fest-

🔹1D Country Fest 2022 / masterpost / @1dcountryfest

#28th appreciation #1dficvillage #tracksintheam #trackinghome #1dsource

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allwaswell16 · 3 years ago

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These are all the One Direction fics I read and enjoyed in February 2022. You can listen to my podcast to hear me talk about each of these fics as well as an overview of what was posted on ao3 in February including the fics on this month’s fic roundup which you can find here! Please let the writers know if you liked the fics by leaving kudos and comments! Happy reading!

Fanfictional Podcast #35 | ko-fi | fic recs

-Larry-

💕 If You Ever Did Believe by patdkitten / @doncasterkitten

(E, 25k, ghost fic, writer Harry, haunted house, magic, cats, smut, this had an amazing atmosphere)

Harry Styles runs a moderately successful travel blog where he writes about ghosts and has published a few books on the subject while he travels the country in his RV.

💕 some evening in springtime by delsicle / @eeveelou

(M, 20k, farm au, farmer Harry, vet Louis, age difference, older Harry, sexuality crisis, small town, disabled character, coming out, kissing, oof so good)

Fresh out of veterinary school, Louis moves to a sleepy small town in Texas to take over the local animal clinic.

�� young hearts on the chase by daffodilsforlou / @polaroidlouis

(G, 7k, a/b/o, alpha Louis, omega Harry, uni, courting, fluff, pining, oblivious Louis, kissing, this was so freaking adorable and I loved it)

harry’s a hopeless romantic, louis’ oblivious, and it’s going to be Valentine’s Day.

💕 “Why WAS There a Street Sign on the Floor?” by @parmahamlarrie

(E, 5k, uni au, rival unis, fraternities, exes to lovers, pwp, pining, songfic, smut, oof when Louis wakes up my heart hurt so bad at his panic)

Louis Tomlinson's been pining after his high school sweetheart Harry Styles ever since their painful split before the two went their separate ways for college.

💕 Been Waitin’ (After Weekend After Weekend After) by nonsensedarling / @absoloutenonsense

(T, 4k, meet cute, laundry, laundromat, NYC, banter, falling in love, part one, obsessed with this and I'm scared for part two)

Louis and Harry meet at a laundromat.

💕 Backseat by @juliusschmidt

(E, 2k, pwp, uni au, road trip, crush, exhibitionism, anal fingering, blow job, smut, meep YOURE BACK haha back with the smutty pwp we know and love)

See, he doesn't even like hiking. He only joined the hiking club because Liam told him that his super freaking hot friend Louis was in it.

💕 What The Silence Said by Kikiberoski16 / @larrysballetslippers

(E, 2k, library au, librarian Harry, library patron Louis, voice kink, book quotes, library sex, orgasm delay, smut, this was so cute and then uhhh woah the voice kink but also don't we all have Louis voice kink? just saying lol)

Louis has tried to ask Harry, the quiet and cute librarian at his local library, out for some time.

💕 Fit to be Hentai'd by @homosociallyyours

(E, 1.8k, pwp, crack fic, motorboating, fertility treatments, implied mpreg Harry, lactation kink, body horror, body worship, smut, omfg your mind a;lsdkjfad the kink was great but the panic was humorous)

When Harry wakes up with a much bigger chest than he went to sleep with, he and Louis have to work quickly to remedy the "problem." Fortunately the cure turns out to be one they enjoy.

💕 forever&more by @solitudeandchaos

(G, 1.7k, established relationship au, uni, long distance relationship, letters, Valentine's Day, valentines, fluff, proposal, omg so cute)

it's valentine's day. harry and louis haven't seen each other in two and a half months, they swap valentine's day cards from eleven thousand miles apart.

💕 even when you’re lost by yeah_alright / @uhoh-but-yeah-alright

(M, 666 words, Halloween fic, angst, supernatural elements, cemetery, grief, past major character death, ambiguous ending, I did not read the tags first and then was like holy shit at the ending lol)

All he knows is he misses Louis and he fucking hates Halloween.

-Rare Pairs-

💕 The Grundy County Auction Incident by @haztobegood

(T, 4k, Louis/Nick Grimshaw/Harry, polyamory, age difference, livestock auction, Iowa, sugar baby Harry, sugar daddy Louis, sugar daddy Nick, farmers, enemies to lovers, silver fox Louis, hell yes to Stylinshaw! so good!)

And he did want to be noticed because, today, Harry was looking for a new sugar daddy.

💕 I Like Different Places (Nobody Calls It a Sin) by YesIsAWorld / @louandhazaf

(NR, 3k, Zayn/Louis/Harry, coming out, polyamorous relationship, established Larry relationship, polyamory negotiations, dating, miscommunication, family issues, this felt so real and relatable)

The one where Harry comes out to his family.

💕 Make Your Mark by LadyAJ_13 / @ladyaj-13

(T, 3k, Liam/Louis, fake relationship, friends to lovers, lipstick, uni, marking, love bites, sexual situations, omfg this was whew and I love this dynamic so much)

When one of Liam's classmates isn't getting the hint that he's not interested, Louis suggests they make him look unavailable.

💕 Fucking Cute by @bluecolouredlou

(G, 1.2k, Niall/Louis, canon, touring, Louis on tour, established relationship, fluff, surprises, I smiled so hard at the ending)

Louis is finally on tour but he may be a little bit (very) nervous about it (but Niall is there to save the day)

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thebooktopus · 3 years ago

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@anaxandria-writes and I bonded initially over Herbtamer, which feels absolutely right in the grand scheme of things. since then, she's just been introducing me to new slash pairings left and right and GOODNESS it's the best.

Rin is doing the lord's work by continuing to bring more fun slash to the scene, in the way of the upcoming Wood You Rather? challenge (ft Oliver Wood! 👀) and the Soulmates Fest, which I will 100% be signing up to write for. she's also recently started trying her hand at artwork and I feel super privileged to have seen some of her excellent work! she's livened up my day time and again, and I hope this brightens up hers.

random superlatives & recs:

THE introductory fic to Herbtamer: Herbology_Neville & DragonTamerCW E // 11K // Charlie/Neville // I didn't know that this pairing in my life until I read this fic. brilliant fluff, a bit of epistolary goodness (my weakness), and A+ smut.

the Oblivious Harry fic of your dreams: An Expensive Courtship E // 10K // Drarry // perfect idiots in love. fun series of Draco getting more and more frustrated and Harry with his head in the clouds. the payoff is :chef's kiss:

if the tags don't squick you out then you're in for a real treat: Stream and Scent E // 4K // NottPott // alpha/alpha NottPott fighting for dominance. do I need to say anything more?

a fic that was new to me: Mile High Club E // 1527 // Drarry // private plane, mile high club, Drarry. how is it possible I hadn't read this sooner?! 11/10

Rin, I'll never get tired of flailing with you over rare pair slash fics and the wonder that is Charlie Weasley. I hope you're having a great day. 💚

for more info on mutuals march and/or to figure out why the hell I just wrote an ode to you, check out this post.

#booktopus fic recs #mutuals march #drarry #fic rec #nottpott #herbtamer #charlie x neville #rare pair #rare pair fic rec #hp fanfic

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themculibrary · 1 year ago

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Airport/Airplane Masterlist

Airport Adventures (ao3) - Iggysassou steve/tony G, 4k

Summary: Single dad Tony and Steve meet at the airport, fall in love, then find each other again.

All I Want For Christmas Is... (ao3) - HalcyonFrost loki/tony, steve/bucky T, 25k

Summary: Loki's stuck in a frustrating situation in a frustrating place. Messaging his friends is of little comfort, but he does have the minor fortune of sitting across from an attractive stranger in the airport terminal. No one else will know if Loki goes a little overboard on his fantasy, right?

Crash Landing (The Mile High Club Remix) (ao3) - wynnesome steve/tony E, 6k

Summary: Steve wants to join the mile high club, so he and Tony take Tony's new jet prototype for a private test flight. An alien craft crashes their private party. Steve goes down -- and not in the sexy way.

Flying (ao3) - PinkPandorafrog darcy/thor, background darcy/tony E, 3k

Summary: Darcy needs to fly to Sweden to offer Jane a job. She doesn't go alone, of course, but Thor doesn't exactly feel comfortable flying in a jet. Distraction? Distraction.

Go Fish (ao3) - notlucy steve/bucky M, 2k

Summary: It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man stuck in an airport, in possession of an iPhone, must open Tinder.

got a whole lot of history (ao3) - haveufoundwhaturlookingfor G, 600

Summary: Bucky meets Wanda at the airport for the first time before the big fight. His first instinct is to protect her with all his might.

Hate doesn't even describe it (ao3) - elcapitan_rogers steve/natasha E, 153k

Summary: Steve hated Natasha. Natasha hated Steve. Everything was fine until their parents decided to fuck shit up for them...

if only in my dreams (ao3) - MusicalLuna T, 3k

Summary: It's Steve's first Christmas in the 21st century and he's stuck in Michigan airport.

It's The Snow (ao3) - postmodernmulticoloredcloak steve/bucky E, 44k

Summary: A snow storm, cancelled flights, one last vacant hotel room, only one bed in the room. Steve Rogers is forced to share the space with the one coworker he cannot stand - unsufferable, presumptuous Bucky Barnes, who very much reciprocates Steve's loathing. He expects to have a terrible time. But sometimes things don't turn out like you expect them to, people are not what you think they are, and there's always something to learn about intimacy, pleasure and love. 

Stranded (ao3) - imafriendlydalek thomas hammond/steve E, 59k

Summary: TJ and Steve. Two strangers, unaware of the other's full identity, snowed in for a one-night stand. It was supposed to be easy. Complication-free.

But when has that ever worked for either of them?

They meet again, and their attraction is as undeniable as their mutual fame. With the Mandarin making trouble and neither looking to make waves, complicated is all they've got left. Is it enough?

That Time Peter & MJ Got Caught in a Public Restroom (ao3) - Machiavelien mj/peter T, 2k

Summary: While their class waits for their checked luggage at the airport after FFH, Peter and MJ sneak off to enjoy their new relationship and get caught in the act.

Unclaimed Baggage (ao3) - imafriendlydalek bucky/tony E, 9k

Summary: Tony Stark was not made for flying commercial. What the heck did his luggage look like?!

Luckily a friendly stranger is willing to help him find his bag (after Tony almost takes his). Tony repays the favor with coffee. A few misunderstandings and some fun at the hotel ensues.

While you were Skyping (ao3) - Emyrldlady clint/phil T, 12k

Summary: It's a cliche wrapped up in a trope. Meet by chance, be my fake boyfriend, maybe fall in love when you're not looking.

Z to A (ao3) - memoriaeterna wanda/vision, pepper/tony T, 88k

Summary: The moment of disorientation was nothing compared to the next thing he saw. He was standing in the midst of an airport, looking directly at a girl with the familiar red leather coat. The mutual recognition was instant. Leipzig. Or, Peter and Wanda sent back in time to stop the inevitable. Good news: they are not alone. Bad news: who and from when.

#themculibrary #mcu #marvel #airport #airport masterlist #airplane #airplane masterlist #masterlists

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My experience doing OF: a novel

In 2020, I needed some extra cash. At the time, OF was becoming a major trend.

Backstory: I’ve never been super outwardly sexual or even provocative. Even whenever I used to go to the strip club, 9 times out of 10 I was in my dress and blazer from work.

Growing up, I suffered from an almost debilitating lack of self esteem. Given the bullying I experienced as a child and teen, it wasn’t entirely hard to believe. I was a super weird kid and in return, was treated like I was a monster by my peers. My home was just within a mile of the school district for a wealthy school, which means I, being very poor and very weird, was the odd one out in the majority of my classes.

When I was in my later school years, I moved and transitioned into a school that taught all walks of life, but primarily underprivileged kids. I thrived there and made many friends. I was accepted in a way I’d never experienced prior. It was wonderful. But it was too late, as my low self esteem was sort of a scar on my heart and I would do anything to make and keep friends. I even got arrested at that school for doing things I shouldn’t have been, just because I was a doormat who wanted friends.

Either way, the point is that my self esteem had always been extremely low and as such, I was never one to partake in things that required an abundance of it, or required being bold with my body. I have a low amount of sexual partners because I was so hesitant and when any opportunity presented itself to be intimate with someone, I’d bolt. I’m infamous for bolting.

“Oh Woops gotta work tomorrow and just realized”

“Oh hey I’m sorry my mom needs me”

“Ah man I’m just so tired can you take me home”

I wanted to be this super bold person who took what she wanted, who wasn’t afraid to show off or enjoy my thin, beautiful body. I knew I had a good body, but I just had this weird flaw. I couldn’t follow through with anything. I always ran away.

So back to 2020. As OF started to rise in popularity, I began to imagine a world where I could make a ton of money and stay home with my dogs. Having more time to do the things I loved. Escaping the corporate hell that the majority of us live in, where our lives aren’t truly our own and we belong to our corporation without the contract signed in blood.

I contemplated it for a few days, and then I made one on a whim. I figured I’d simply post provocative photos, but I would not show anything that would shame my family. I just wanted to see how far I could take it without showing more than I was comfortable with.

I purchased ring lights, tripods, lingerie and began taking photosets. I’d shower, shave, blow dry and straighten my hair, put on makeup, and pep talk myself in the mirror. I’d tell myself that I AM that bitch, that this doesn’t mean my value has lowered, that I’m taking back power over my body that has been violated multiple times over the years by men who should be castrated. This was my decision and I was the one making it.

I took beautiful photosets, in fact I was in awe at how beautiful I looked in my photos. Though my self esteem has come very far in recent years, it has yet to fully repair itself. I won’t lie, the power of taking these beautiful photographs and having men lined up at the door to pay for them was fucking with my head.

The subscribers began pouring in. I was so incredibly blown away by my reception. I was $4,000 in my first two months. This may seem like a small amount in the grand scheme of things, but consider the following: I am an uneducated woman. I dropped out of high school and got my GED, and I had primarily worked front desk positions in offices, or in restaurants.

$4k is a lot to someone like me. I began to get hungry for it. I’d take my photos while blasting Lana Del Rey in my living room. I bought a lighting kit. I really enjoyed my photo sessions, solo and just having a good time.

All went well for a few months, and then I began to see that my subscribers weren’t renewing. I had made almost 10k at this point and was money hungry, starting to panic as I saw that money train leaving the station. I decided to go online to Reddit and see what other girls were doing.

What I found sank my stomach. Videos. Boy/girl (another word for porn videos with a man and woman) were everywhere. These women were beautiful and they were experts at making the right eye contact as they did these sexual acts on camera. Their subscription rates were low to get as many subscribers as they could.

How could I compete with that? Did I really want to do that? Wasn’t that something I’d always told myself I wouldn’t do? These were the questions that raced through my mind as I weighed the pros and cons of the decisions I was contemplating making.

Ultimately, I set my price high and decided to do it. The very first time I made a video with my boyfriend at the time, I was filled with nervous energy. It wasn’t exactly something that felt good to do. Having to play up and perform something that is usually done privately and intimately with someone I cared about did not come naturally to me. In fact, it was hard to watch the footage back to edit it.

I filmed, edited, and posted my first video. The reception was out of this world. I’ll never forget the feeling of waking up the next morning and checking my OF to see new subscriber after new subscriber. My balance climbed by over $300 that night. I felt bad about myself a little because it was something I’d always said I wouldn’t do, but I was staring financial security in the face and lost sight of who I was in the process.

I continued to make videos for months. My subscriber count got so high at one point that I was making thousands a month. I quit my job to focus on my content with the goal of getting out of debt and enjoying my life more. This is where everything took sort of a turn for the worst.

Being alone in your apartment all day analyzing the metrics is not a great place for someone who is naturally inclined to suffer from poor mental health. I would obsess over what I could do better, what the men who subscribed to me told me I needed to improve, how I could improve the overall situation and cash in even more. Once the money came flowing in, I always wanted more. I was no longer content with just being comfortable

As my subscriber list grew, so did the comments. I would work hard on a 15 minute video and post it, feel accomplished only to wake up to messages and comments that made me sad. There wasn’t enough tits, there wasn’t enough ass, why did I not think to bring in a third?, why did I not take my bra off?

The pressure of meeting expectations began to weigh heavily on me. I retreated into myself, neglecting my friends. I began to eat a lot to comfort myself which in turn led to weight gain. I was on a birth control implant at the time that exacerbated the weight gain. I quickly reached the highest weight I had ever been and my self esteem plummeted further.

I would look in the mirror and hate what I saw, I’d inspect each soft roll, each new stretch mark, and agonize over it. As someone who had been a size 00 for most of my life and previously struggled with anorexia, this hit hard. It affected my mindset regarding making content. I’d take photosets and upon reviewing the photos I took, feel sick to my stomach seeing what I had become.

When I would film videos at this weight, I would make sure the angle was just so in an effort to hide my weight gain. Nobody commented negatively on the weight, and those who weren’t into it just quietly stopped resubbing. This continued for a few months.

Eventually, I was so depressed that I was laying in the same spot on my couch every single day, fighting myself mentally to get up and make something for my OF. The stress of waiting too long and losing subscribers ate me alive, but I was paralyzed by my own depression. I failed to manage expectations because it was impossible. Everyone wanted all of their desires catered to in every video and it simply wasn’t possible.

I began to hate sex, or sexual acts. I didn’t want to even touch my boyfriend sexually. Portraying this sexual figure on the internet makes you so numb to genuine sexual desires because you’re so exhausted from putting on the show that you don’t want to even be touched afterwards. This was the turning point.

I moved out of my apartment and into a new one and decided I wanted to go back to work. I thrive on routine due to my ADHD, and when I don’t have a strict routine I become a neurotic mess. The only option to save myself and lose the weight I was still piling on was to get back a sense of normalcy.

I secured a wonderful job with a great company. I was prescribed Adderall XR for my ADHD and I thrived. I killed it! It was the best I had ever performed at any position prior. I informed my subscribers that I would only be making content on the weekends as I had decided to go back to work. I lost quite a few of them because of this, but I wanted so badly for my life to return to normal that the monetary influence this had over me began to fade.

I took a couple of really long breaks from content, and when I returned my subscribers were always ready to jump back in and support me. One thing I can say is that I have some of the best fans in the world. They would send me money for no reason, they always understood when I needed to step away, and they cared about me as a person and showed it. My core fans are people I’ll always appreciate and think fondly of.

After my last big break, I resumed content and realized my heart was no longer in it. On the weekends I would anxiously sit around knowing I’d promised a video. I couldn’t enjoy my time because I would procrastinate making a video until it was Sunday and I had the Sunday Scaries on top of feeling the pressure of making a great video for my subscribers.

The final few videos I made lacked heart and soul. I had dead eyes, I’m sure. I did the bare minimum just to say I’d filmed and posted something. This is when the comments from newer subscribers (not my core group) really began to get to me. One man told me that he didn’t feel it was worth paying for given I only posted on the weekends.

1. My description was very transparent about the schedule I had for posting. 2. He was getting access to thousands of posts for a monthly fee that is very low, one that I set with the mindset that not posting often means I should lower my price. I reminded him of both of these things and kindly thanked him for trying out my content and wished him well. I was always kind when people were rude, because I don’t know who these people are on the other side of the computer screen, nor do I know what they’re capable of.

After that, I wrote up a very long post that was not kind. I’d had enough. I allowed them access to my body, my sex life, the extremely intimate part of my life, and all for a low monthly fee. I was never a professional and all of my content was homemade. I could not meet everyone’s expectations and I was tired of trying to do so when I received nasty messages. As I said, my heart was no longer in it so what’s the point?

I officially quit OF in July after barely hanging in there for months. I was focused on my career and I wanted to thrive professionally. My self esteem had skyrocketed with my hard work and gradual success at work. I was no longer in the same place mentally that I had been when I decided to start doing OF. I loved what I saw in the mirror, and I loved what I was capable of.

OF was extremely helpful to me monetarily for a time. It helped me pay my bills, buy food, buy myself nice things I’d never been able to afford, and also help my friends financially if they needed it. I don’t fault OF for the way it all went down.

My main takeaway from this entire experience is that OF should, ideally, NEVER be something anyone turns to out of desperation. When I started, I was behind on all my bills with accounts in collections. I wasn’t making enough at my job to do anything but live day to day, just barely. I saw this opportunity to make money and traded my soul for it. I say that because I was not mentally well enough to do it, and I did a lot of things I was not particularly okay with to compete.

If you look on Reddit in the same subs I used to advertise in, you’ll see beautiful young women advertising their entire collection for $3. Girls who are freshly 18 starting the day of their birthday. Women who are pregnant and desperate posting content to cater to pregnancy fetishes. Girls similar to the way I was, making blowj videos in their dumpy rooms, just trying to compete and make money.

But you will also see women who are confident in their content, women who thrive doing sex work, women who provide for their families and have no qualms with doing so. More power to them, because I crumbled in the face of pressure. They have strength I’ll never have.

OF changed my life in multiple ways and I’m incredibly grateful for the experience, but I am also regretful about how far I allowed myself to go. The fact that there are videos of me out there posted on the internet is humiliating. One thing about OF is that you can never fully delete it. People steal your videos, people save them and keep them, and there are archives of everything out there.

I cannot control the fact that there is sexual content of me all over the internet, and that eats away at me. I always wonder when someone I know is going to see it. It wouldn’t be the first time. I’ve had multiple people find me online and start viewing me sexually only, messaging me on FB for free nudes. I’ve had former managers subscribe to my OF. You will be seen by people you know and you have to accept that.

And this all goes back to desperation. The thing is that I should’ve known the repercussions of what I was doing before I did it. I should have weighed the pros and cons of it, and I should have probably not advertised as widely as I did on Reddit. But I was desperate and I had a giant golden carrot dangling in front of me. I chased it. Got a few bites out of it, but as I lost my inspiration for making content the carrot disappeared.

In my final months, I made about 3k a month. Enough to pay my bills and use my income from my job for savings. That was cool, but it wasn’t really enough for me to continue. I made the decision to stop and with that decision, lost thousands of dollars a month.

I’ve never been happier with a decision in my life. I began to enjoy weekends again. The weight of everyone’s expectations is no longer breaking my back. I’ve lost all the weight I had gained and I’m secure with who I am, even after everything I’ve done. I have learned very valuable lessons and escaped with my self esteem intact.

However, I cannot change the way people who know of my content view me as a person. I cannot take back making or posting those videos for the world to see. I made those moves at a time in my life when I needed money more than anything, and the consequences of that very rash decision are just something I have to live with.

I have a great heart, I’m incredibly intelligent, I have a will that is made out of fucking platinum, I’m the friend who will drop everything to help you if I can, I take incredibly great care of my dogs, I’m goofy with a sense of humor, and I happened to make and post homemade dirty content for a few years.

I have made peace with my decision in a way, but I do believe that the only thing capable of washing away the regret I feel is time.

Das my OF story. The end.

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