#raleigh becket smut

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The One to Sacrifice, Part 4

Summary: too much has happened

Pairings: Raleigh Becket X Reader

Rating: explicit

Warnings:  explicit language, explicit sexual content, unprotected sex, PIV sex, oral sex (F receiving), cum eating, mentions of an unwanted pregnancy, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 4.6K

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Your fingers tap on your desk rhythmically. A jaunty little diddy that’s been in your head, and you’re trying to find a perfect combination of jumps. Triple lutz. No, double axel for that beat. Over and over in your head before you angrily huff, and burst out of your chair. You’re not a skater anymore. That dream was taken away from you. Not really. You chose this life.

Tanzy needed you though, and you needed her in ways that nobody knew. The first time you held her you couldn’t even breathe. It was such a struggle, and Mike offered so many times to hold her while you centered yourself, but you wanted to just look at her perfect little features. Her fingernails already had white tips on them, giving her the look of a manicure. The way her hair curled perfectly around her face, framing her sweet features and making her look like a doll.

You were always the one that would make sure her bum didn’t get diaper rashes. Mike took on the financial burden more. He was present, but you were the main caregiver. Until you were the only caregiver.

You weren’t going to fail this time. You promised yourself and Tanzy that you would not fail. And then you did. You couldn’t raise her alone, and now you’re back here. With the guilt and shame of how much you failed. And no big brother to talk it through with. You couldn’t tell your parents because they wouldn’t understand.

You sigh, falling onto your bed face first. You need a bigger one. What adult sleeps in a small full size bed? What adult that was geared to be on the Olympic team, and end up back in their parents house? You hate yourself. Always making every mistake. Because you can’t get the routine right.

You feel a dip down on the bed on both sides of your body. Twisting your head to the side, you view his fist pressing into the bed. “Raleigh, go away.”

“Why?” you groan as his weight settles on you. Not his full weight, but enough to ground you. “You’re in your head, Pix. Just breathe. Life isn’t a routine. And you don’t have to be perfect to be amazing.”

He always said the most appropriate things. He noticed you when life was moving all around you. He’d stop what he was doing just to make sure you weren’t having a a mild breakdown. His nose nuzzles into your neck. Heating up your skin, and you sigh so long. Sliding your hands up to meet his, and he grabs ahold of them. You begin to relax in his awkward embrace. You didn’t deserve him.

You lost count of how many times Raleigh had to do just this. Encase you in his warmth and weight. Like he was a wall of protection from the outside world, “Pix, what happened?”

“Life,” he gulps when he hears the crack in your voice. Can feel your body trembling. To tell someone would be to admit that it was real. The secret could die with Mike. But living with this shame was killing you, too.

“Hon,” his breathing turns to kisses on your neck. They’re not needy or sexual, they’re comforting. Letting you know that whatever you say, he’ll listen. “Tell me what happened in life.”

“If I do, you’ll hate me,” he’s silent, but continues covering you in love in the only way that Raleigh could. By now he thinks he knows your darkest secret. But he doesn’t. “I just,” butter him up. “I just got you back,” you know how wrong it is to play into his emotions. But there is a part of you that wants to tell him, so you’re not alone.

“I can’t lose you,” you whisper, squeezing his hands.

“You won’t. I can take it. It was in the past,” he’d be surprised at the secrets that people can keep.

“I didn’t leave for the Olympics. I left because…”

“Johnny,” you don’t have to respond. He knows it to be true. Even though he knows Johnny was the reason for your departure, he wants to hear it from exactly what happened, “What did he do?”

“I wish people would stop saying that. It wasn’t him, it was both of us,” you exhale a haggard breath, and Raleigh holds you tighter. He isn’t going to leave you. Yet. You haven’t even got to the worst part. “We got…we got sloppy.”

He growls, intensifying his hold, “And…Raleigh, I’m sorry.”

“Say it. Tell me what happened.”

You don’t want to, and you don’t want to carry this burden alone. “I got pregnant,” a whoosh of freedom passes over you, and your tears speed up. The worst betrayal towards Raleigh was already out. “And I-I-I-I didn’t — didn’t want her. I was scared. And alone, and Johnny was leaving. And he didn’t need a baby, and I was going to train for the Olympics. And I saw him flirting with another girl when I was going to tell him. So I ran. And Mike caught up with me, and it was already done, and I was inconsolable. Nothing has ever hurt worse both physically and mentally. And Mike talked to me, and I…” you can’t tell him. Telling him would make everything a reality, and he wasn’t ready for that. You weren’t ready for that. Or the responsibility.

Your breaths heave when Raleigh’s weight moves off you. If he wasn’t so fast you would start begging. But instead of leaving he sits on the bed, and pulls you into his lap. Letting your legs wrap around him, and he squeezes you in an embrace, just like you need. He wasn’t leaving. The worst was over. Raleigh knew, and still he held you like you are his to protect.

“I’m sorry,” you cry on his neck. “I didn’t — I never wanted to hurt you,” and yet you did. The one person who could always see right through you. The one one was always there. You hurt him in ways you can never understand. He’s hurting and still he comforts you.

“Shh, I wish you could have told me then.”

“You don’t…do you think I’m icy?” He pulls you back, gazing at your tear stained face. “Like my heart is always cold?”

“I think you’ve never allowed someone to love you. Like the adoption had something break in you, and you never want to allow someone to in and give them opportunity to love you, and you love them back,” you grimace. Is that really what is happening? “You had me right here, and instead, you got into a sexual relationship with someone that didn’t care about you. Because if we had sex, it would hurt you if anything happened to us.”

You have no words as you look over his face. You weren’t thinking that when you and Johnny first had sex. You were frustrated, wanted him, and he made himself available, so you gave freely. And yet this man was always climbing in your window, and in your bed, and all you did was make out. And…on top of the clothes stuff. He was never aggressive with his need ot have you.

Everything was over the clothes, and you want to prove to him and yourself you can allow someone that truly cares about you into your body. Your lips slam into his, and you don’t hold back. You need to feel something real. And he doesn’t hesitate in returning your kiss ravenously. Hands roaming to your ass, and he pushes you onto his growing bulge. Raleigh deserves this.

He deserves more than you, but if he wants you, he can have you. Your needy body grinds over his length, whimpering softly every second. Feeling him get bigger. Harder. Your mouth waters because you’ve never seen him. Anytime he got hard, he’d go into the bathroom, never asking for you to assist him.

“Raleigh,” you moan, and pull off your shirt. He stares at your chest like a teenage boy seeing tits for the first time. You didn’t bother wearing a bra, or pants. You were going to be going to bed soon. Reaching behind you, you bring both his hands to your front. Guiding them to your chest. “I’m all yours.”

In hindsight, this is probably the worst time to have sex. You’ve just exposed your darkest secret; that you cheated on Raleigh with his kinda friend, got pregnant by him, ran away, and now you’re offering up your body as a consolation prize. You didn’t care. It’s so fucking selfish, but you need to feel something real.

He dives into your tit, circling his mouth around one, while his other hand gropes you. Twisting and pulling the nipple slightly, while he suckles from the other. His ocean blue eyes staring up at you, while you bite down on your lip, and your hips gyrate into his aching cock. He’ll deal with the Johnny situation later. Right now, he’s starving for you.

Lifting up off the bed, he carries you towards the door to turn the lock, “I’m not leaving out this window. I’m going out the front door,” you don’t care. You need his hard body on you. You fight and claw to get his shirt off his back and into your floor, but he tosses you on the bed, and you yip. He stares too hard at your breasts pebbled and peaked. The one glistening with his saliva. The best vision he has ever seen, and you are right in front of him.

“Make me want to fuck you,” you’ve never done this before. Be sexy. But he deserved it all. Whatever he wanted. You keep your eyes on him as you start to pull down your panties. Slowly letting the satin roll off your skin, and you toss them at him. His thumb traces over the gusset, and he growls. A deep possessive, needy growl. He’s starving for your body.

He looks away from you for a split second to toss it in the hamper, and with your knees bent and up in the air, you let your legs fall to the bed, and you spread your pussy lips apart. Splitting your fingers as you rub over your clit, and keep your eyes on him. He’s ready to blow immediately. But he watches. Unzipping his pants, he takes slow steps to walk out of them, and grips his cock over his boxer briefs, and you drool. He’s big. Thick.

“How,” he clears his throat as he releases himself. Tugging at his boxers until he’s bare. His tip shining with a bead of precum. “How wet are you,” he manages before gulping, and you plunge a finger into your heat. Pulling it out, you hold the sticky wet appendage towards him, and he stuffs it into his mouth. Sucking off every bit of your honey, and crawls on his knees. Higher onto the bed until he’s in between your thighs.

Face right at your entrance and he presses chaste kisses up your seam. Moaning with every touch of your skin. He is hungry for your body. He keeps things sweet, despite the both of you being naked, and you’ve never been so intimate with someone. Never had someone so close to you. Your only experience with sex was with Johnny, but this — it is making love. Worshiping you.

Flattening his tongue, he swipes it over your leaking cunt, and looks up at you from between your thighs with a smile. “Can you come from my mouth alone?”

“What?” you answer breathlessly, and he nuzzles into your pussy. Continuing to look up at you as he soaks his face in your juices.

“I’ve waited a long time to see, taste, smell, and feel this perfect pussy. It’d be a shame for me to just cram myself in you. Let me take my time,” giving him a nod, he dives in, and laves up your juices. Sucking your lips into his mouth before moving to your clit. He kitten licks the little sensitive nub, teasing a finger at your entrance before circling the bundle of nerves, and he sucks.

His finger spears into you, and he adds a second one quickly. Stretching you out as he marvels at the way your body hugs him. Sucking his fingers back into their depths. Seeing you in this position, in this way, succumbing to his ministrations, he’s got to make this fast because he feels as if he could erupt. Curling his fingers he watches your face change beautifully with your pleasure. Mouth open, hands on your tits working your nipples, and you’re trying so hard not to make a noise.

Your hips roll into him, and it’s just so right. Your body reacts to him. Needs to feel him. Your velvety walls flutter around his fingers, and he goes faster. Rapidly pumping in the digits as he hits a spot inside of you that makes your toes curl, and heat bloom in your belly. “Please, Raleigh.”

“Desperate girl. Come,” you work in tandem with him, and you search for something bigger than his fingers. Gripping your nipples harder, he bites onto your clit, and your body goes into orbit. Lifting off the bed as you audibly whimper, trying to close your legs, but he pushes them further apart. Watching as your body clenches around him.

He quickly crawls up your body, and runs his head through your slit. Coating himself in your creamy release, and you see that regretful smile, “I don’t have a condom.”

“I’ve got an IUD. Just…pull out,” he has so many questions about what being sloppy with Johnny means, but he knows he has no right to know. And he’s not sure if he wants to. But knowing that Johnny could have felt himself spurt into you, pisses him off.

He holds his spongy head at your entrance for too long, and you start to get twitchy. Ready to pout up at him, and then you feel him being sucked into you. You stutter as a sharp inhale rocks your body, and you lean up to look at where you two connect. Staring as his body splits you in two. Your puffy lips spread further apart as he pushes deeper. Deeper. Deeper. Not stopping until you swallow him to the hilt, and he adjusts his weight.

Laying more on top of you, in that way he understands you love, and his hands grip tight to your head board. “Pix, I know it’s early, but…”

“Don’t, Raleigh.”

“I’ve never stopped loving you,” tears well in your eyes. It hurts that you can’t give him all of your heart like you can your body. Maybe eventually. “And this feels so fucking right. I didn’t even push in. Your pussy invited me in. She sucked me into her soul, because you love me, too. You crave me inside of you. You might not be able to say it right now, but I’m patient.”

He draws his hips back, pulling his cock out of your sensitive walls, and you miss him. Willing to beg him to push back into you, and he does. Moving slowly, so you feel each wet centimeter of your bodies melding together. His steel melts into you with ease. Pulling himself out, he slams in. Making you chirp and stars twinkle in your vision.

Over and over again he inches out slowly, and dives in hard and deep. Your fingers grip to his back and slice through his skin. He seethes before he chuckles. “Mark me as yours, Pixie,” his voice is so deep it sounds like a grunt, and you feel him in your throat. Pushing harder and deeper each time he enters you.

Your body can’t take it without gripping onto him. He’s so close every inch of his sculpted body is stimulating you. His warmth. His veins. His breath. His cock. “Raleigh,” you start panting. This is too intense. “Raleigh, I’m…”

“I know you are. Let go. Come on my cock. I need it,” you grab him on his shoulders, and slide down. The coil in your belly winds up tightly. Painfully tight. And one look into his beautiful eyes, and you let it twist undone. Biting on his arm as your walls hold him in a vice grip. Everything you’ve been holding in ceases to exist. There’s only you and him, and the peace that comes with an orgasm.

Outside of your brain, a calming euphoria spreads through your limbs. Raleigh’s thrusts quicken. He jackhammers into you, and your body heats again. Bouncing the two of you on the bed, “Pix, I’m not going to be able to stop with you,” he coos, feeling you wind up again. Chirping with his fast movements. This feels just as good.

You get right at the edge. Ready to dive off the cliff, and he pulls out. Getting to his knees with one hand wrapped around his cock, fisting his member, and the other makes tight circles on your clit, and you preen. Gasping as your body dives off the cliff and his hot cum shoots over your mound. You look down at the mess of your pussy, and you gather it with your fingers, and suck Raleigh’s essence off.

“You’re amazing,” he pants out, kneeing himself up your body. He teases his cock at your mouth, and you swallow him whole. Sucking off the taste of the two of you on his softening dick. He moves back down to stare at your entrance, and you widen your legs again. Smirking at him when he spreads you apart.

His moves up and down your swollen cunt, before dipping even lower. The most intimate parts of you spread so wide, “You’re gaping.”

“Don’t be vulgar!” He chuckles, standing up. He licks his lips before yanking the covers down, and you whine.

“What?”

“I’m not sleeping naked in this bed with you. Grab your shirt and boxers.”

“You’re still going to be naked,” you cock up an eyebrow until he understands. Throwing you his shirt before he pulls his boxers back on. “Door locked or?”

“Unlocked.”

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Raleigh glances over at your sleeping body. Something had woke him up, and he’s aware it’s you not holding onto him. His shaft starting to get hard knowing that your cunt is right there and exposed to him. He starts to roll over to embrace you before he hears slashing and swishing of blades on ice. He didn’t think Frank still came out to his family’s house to ice skate anymore, and he’s ready to tell him to shut up. He’s finally got his girl.

Getting out of bed, he looks out the window, his blood turns to ice because the car he sees isn’t Frank’s. It’s Johnny’s. He stops skating abruptly, and stares up at your window, seeing Raleigh’s large frame illuminated with your oil diffuser. Raleigh hopes that Johnny can see his smile as he walks back to your bed.

Wrapping his thick arms around you, and he holds you tight. Your back arches, pressing your ass against his front, and your voice softly moans when you feel his head push against you, “Pix, you keep doing that…” lifting your leg a bit, you show him your needy hole. “Honey.”

“I should keep you warm or something.”

“Yes. Yes, you should,” he feels his blood rush to his cock just at the idea of feeling your silky skin again. Johnny couldn’t see it, but the fact that he’s still out there skating around while Raleigh is sliding his cock into you while you sleep, tickles him. Let that fucker feel the way he feels. He can’t wait to make him pay for what he did to you.

Johnny closes the door of his car, spinning his key fob around his finger as he saunters into the garage. He gives a nod and a wink to the girl behind the desk, and gets sight of an old, not much of a friend. “Becket! I’m back.”

“Why the fuck are you here?” Johnny looks around the garage, and then back at Raleigh. Holding his hands up in confusion, “Seriously. Leave.”

“You know, we agreed to add different wheels to my car. Ordered them, paid for them. I got a call that they were here.”

“I’ve changed my mind,” Raleigh continues to look under the hood of the car he was working on, trying to ignore the man that wasn’t getting the point. “Do you understand the words that are coming out of my mouth? Get. Out.”

“Bro, we both know where you were last night. No need to get all fucking possessive. I got it. I’ll back down. She’s your girl.”

“And yet, you were still there last night. Skating on her parent’s pond. The rink wasn’t open?”

Johnny squints. Scratching his brow, he tries to think of what could exactly be going on. It’s true that he had gone to your parents’ house to hopefully see you, and then he saw Raleigh in nothing but his boxers. He didn’t think you and him were much, but more than Becket. Whatever. You made your choice, “I don’t think I understand?”

“Really? Let’s start with you fucked my girlfriend.”

“No, not recently. That was a decade ago, Lurch. I won’t look at her. I won’t touch her. Well except when she brings the kid, and — What the fuck,” it happens too fast for him to realize why Raleigh is walking towards him. He grabs his nose, wincing as blinding pain shoots to his brain. “I think it’s broken, asswipe. What the hell is your problem?”

“You, Storm! You had to come back.”

“It was kind of court ordered.”

“You had to weasel your way back into her life, and you’re using Tanzy.”

“She’s kind of my goddaughter.”

“And you took her fucking virginity.”

“Is this what this is all about? I had her first, so you’re the big bad macho man that gets her last? Aye aye, Captain. I won’t even think of your precious, Pixie. What did you do fuck her for the first last night and have to get all caveman,” Raleigh slams Johnny up against the car. Pressing his forearm into his chest. Any higher, and he’d be on his neck. “I don’t understand what’s going on!”

“I didn’t fuck her. That’s what you did. I love her. You’re the one that fucked her and knocked her up,” Raleigh’s nostrils flares, and his chest heaves with every breath. But Johnny is dumbfounded.

“What?” Raleigh curses under his breath, while Johnny searches the man’s face. “What did you say? Becket! Repeat that,” he says calmly, but Raleigh pushes himself off Johnny. He starts pacing around the garage while Johnny remembers the night Mike called him screaming and calling him every name in the book.

It’s why Mike had gone with you. Who’s best friend was pissed at him. Why everything fell apart so quickly. Johnny didn’t have a chance to breathe, and you were gone. He was going to take you on a real date, but you’d left. “Tanzy?”

“What?” Raleigh answers breathlessly.

“Is — is Tanzy even Mike’s?” Raleigh stumbles backwards as he glares at Johnny. You would never. Tanzy was Mike’s daughter. You were her aunt. She wasn’t…

“I’ve gotta go,” Johnny’s voice is so soft, and there’s only one person he needs to see right now. He’s tired of whatever secrets and lies that are happening right now. It’s time for you to come completely clean. You owed that to him.

“Ahh,” you scream. Dropping the apple you were cutting for Tanzy. Her spoon clinking on the glass bowl, and you both turn towards the back door, and Johnny beats on the window again, rattling the wood.

“Pix, open the damn door!”

“Tanzy, here. Go sit with Pappy,” She looks at you sadly, peering at Johnny, and you point into the living room. You didn’t need her in here for whatever Johnny was about to say. He didn’t come here. It wasn’t good, not with what you told Raleigh. He never could keep his fucking mouth closed.

“Pix!”

“What?” You sling the door open. His chest heaves, and his eyes are rimmed in liquid. You can’t have this conversation with your parents here. Or Tanzy. One door always leads to another, and then another. It’s why you didn’t want to come back. “I’ll get my coat.”

“Is…?”

“Not here!” You whisper scream. Motioning him to go on. Raleigh. You have half a mind to tell him not to bother climbing up to your window. Now here’s something else you have to deal with. Johnny’s dramatic emotional self.

Walking out of the house, Johnny is leaned up against his car. Trying to be casual, but his face says it all. He’s hurting, and confused. Without speaking, you walk straight to the car, and get in the passenger seat. He continues to hold his stance before pulling open his own door and dropping into the seat, “Drive to the rink,” you wouldn’t have a conversation here. It was too close.

He’d need to keep you distracted somehow. Everything runs through your brain. Everything. From that first kiss, until the time you had him in his room. The way he couldn’t stop looking at you as he thrust into you. For the first time it didn’t seem like fucking. It seemed like his sweet secret. He was gentle. Petting your face, and pressing the softest kisses on your lips.

The car ride is silent, and Johnny takes up two spaces, but the parking lot is empty. It’s after hours. “I need to borrow some skates,” you tell him as you run out of the car. Still he’s quiet as he unlocks the door, and you sprint to get something on your feet. Almost thinking Johnny had left you.

You step onto the ice. Doing a quick spin, and see him walk in with his own skates, and you do a few laps. It is the easiest way to run away from him for now. Letting the seats rush past you. Their colors melting together, feeling like the mush in your brain.

You launch yourself up into an axel when he steps onto the ice, and he skates over to you. “As many questions as I have. You talk. I’ll listen.”

“What’s this about?” He glowers at you. His intensity isn’t as angry as it is confusing. “Well?” You aren’t going to bother with this if he didn’t even know. You need to hear it explicitly from him.

“You were pregnant?”

“Yes.”

“And you ran?”

“Yes,” you try to skate away, but he grabs onto your wrist and pulls you into him. He’s so close it hurts. It’s stifling. “Johnny, don’t…” and still he pulls you closer. Tightening his arms around you.

“Whose Tanzy’s father?” You feel your body go limp, and if it wasn’t for Johnny holding onto you, you’d fall.

“What?”

“I’m really doubting this stupid ass story about some woman that left Mike Weiss with a fucking kid. So I need you to come completely clean with me immediately. Who is Tanzy’s dad?” His grip on you tightens as he pulls you more into him, but he gets blurrier. What was the last thing you ate? You were going to eat apple slices. No. You were cutting those for Tanzy.

What was for breakfast? “Pix, I deserve the truth,” did you even have lunch?

“Johnny,” your voice is so soft and breathless as you try to get out of his grasp.

“You not answering has got my mind spinning. Please?”

He learned some manners. You’re dreaming. You’re drifting away. So far away. This isn’t Johnny. It’s a blurry blob of someone that sounds like him. Even his voice is distant. A dream that you run awkwardly away from. Just like everything else.

Run away.

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literally, going to re-read this because i need a pick me up LOL a serotonin boost

Five Shades of Hunnam

President • King • Captain • Pilot • Gentleman

Part 1 | Part 2

A/N: Here’s Part 2 of this crazy filthy fantasy of getting gang-banged by five versions of Charlie!! 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 Part 2 is written based on the results of this poll asking which Hunnams y’all would prefer in each hole 🤪

Pairings: Jax Teller + King Arthur + Will Miller + Raleigh Becket + Raymond Smith … x F!Reader Warnings: smut, swearing, dirty talk, rough sex, gang bang Request: Kinkfest request from @itsme-autumn

Word Count: ~3.3k

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… Continued from Part 1 [Read Here]

“Tell me, baby. Do you want us to treat you like a lady…? Or whip out all five of our cocks and just go fucking crazy?”

The fact that Jax Teller is here in your room—standing among four other men just as stunning as him, all in the form of Mr. Charlie Fucking Hunnam—the fact that Jax just said that to you… is honestly too hot to be true.

What the hell are you supposed to say to that? Supposed to do…?

You’re soaking wet and need them bad. So horny you feel fucking dead. You want to speak and yet you can’t. King Arthur has Excalibur in hand; the way you’re feeling right this instant, hurts as if that goddamn legendary sword stabbed you straight through.

With fire in his eyes of icy blue, Jax takes a few bold steps toward you. Your gaze falls to his crotch on impulse, and it’s clear from the bulge in his jeans… he’s extremely well-hung. So damn thick. So damn long. So damn big it’s obscene. It’s not as if you’re shocked—Jax Teller always walked and talked like someone with a massive cock—but still, just seeing… is believing like fuck. Plus he’s hard as a rock.

“C’mon, what’s wrong? Cat got your tongue…?” he taunts, not ashamed to whip out a ridiculous pussycat pun. It’s so painfully dumb, but when Jax Teller says it… you basically cum. He’s a devilish dick of a dom, and he loves to flaunt it. “Bet that pussy could use some tongue on it. I mean, if you’d want it.”

Oh Goddd—you cannottt… that shit is just too fucking much, to be honest.

Thankfully Captain Will is behind you to catch your full weight, as you literally start to faint. And the feel of his touch on your skin has you falling all over again. Your poor cunt is in pain. So horny it’s insane, short-circuiting your brain.

But you’re still wide awake and conscious, well aware of just how fucking bad you want this. Every man in the room.

Will reads your mind, now as he holds you from behind. Chuckles sadistically against your ear and it’s fucking divine. “Mmm, maybe if we make her cum… then her brain will be able to function and send us all home.”

“To hell with going home,” Arthur mutters, clearly turned on at the sight of you all hot and bothered. He may be nobler than the others, but he was brought up in a brothel after all and has never denied where he came from. “I swear there’s no woman so fair in all my kingdom…”

“Nor in my dimension,” Ray seconds. “Y/N—ever since we stepped in, I’ve been dying to mention that you are delightfully hot.”

Raleigh smolders, tension in his beefy broad shoulders. The king and the gentleman… aren’t they supposed to be decent like him? Now apparently they just forgot?… “But I thought—”

The President abruptly interrupts. While Will surrounds you from behind, blowing your mind, Jax comes up front. Fucking you up, his words setting a bomb off in your cunt. “Y/N just has to tell us what we all already know she wants.”

And then somehow, you finally summon the words to your filthy whore mouth. Still unable to fathom how you got so lucky. There’s only one way to respond—so you say it now. Say it loud, slutty and proud. “I want… I want you all to fuck me. All at once.”

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Chuck Hansen X F!Reader (Birthday special)

Warnings: Jealous chuck, Violence, Talk of sexual stuff, Gets a bit spicy, Swearing, a bit of angst, Chuck being a butt, MDNI! 18+ / ageless blogs don't interact!! Or you will be blocked

Word count: 4.7k

Other:

Reader can put her hair in a low pony, and is described as being shorter than chuck and she goes to the gym, as well as her cheeks can become red. Chuck is also able to pick her up, but only for a few split seconds and can carry her a few feet from a wall to a bed. But other than that, she is very open ended

this was purely self-indulgent, I love Chuck so much and I wanted to do something for him for his birthday. let me know if yall want part two with the smut. also, we are gonna pretend they are at the shatterdome for like a year before they close the breach, we also gonna pretend like he doesn't die. sorry for any grammar issues or sentences just don't make sense, I'm sometimes really bad at writing things, and other times my writing sounds amazing

His birthday is Aug 14th. so this will be posted on Aug 14th.

The alarm blared loudly in my ears. Groaning, I pull myself up out of bed. I stretch, hearing the bed across from me rustle. I look over, my older brother Jacob is still fast asleep. Smirking widely I make my way to his bedside.

 Cupping my hands around my mouth I scream “JACOB!!” in his ear. Jacob bolts upright, “Where's the danger?!” he rapidly looks around finally setting his eyes on me and groaning. I walk over to our shared bathroom grabbing my uniform as he gets up off his bed. I give our two dogs, Xerxes the Doberman and Baron the Deutsch Drathaar, pats on the head I close the bathroom door before changing into my uniform. I head out of the bathroom to see Jacob finish zipping up his uniform top. We both grab our bomber jackets, Jacob puts his on, the large silver lettering displayed across his back our Jaegers symbol in gold underneath. I threw my jacket over my shoulder holding it there. We both put our aviators on and headed out the door. The voice announced over the kaiju alarm.

“Kaiju alert, Sideswipe pilots please report to your conn-pod station.” walking down the hallway, many of the others moved out of the way. 

“So how's it going with Alice?” I asked my co-pilot nonchalantly, looking at him as he whipped his head around his mouth hanging open slightly. 

“How did you find out about that?!” he whisper shouted, looking around to make sure no one else heard. Smirking I look forward “She told me. I mean I am friends with her.” I said like it was no big deal. I chuckled when I heard him groan “I didn't know she was telling people about us…” I shrugged the two sets of dog tags around my neck jangling. “I'm pretty sure she only told me, since im your sister.” we walk past LOCCENT, a quick glance inside I see the Hansen boys, Mako Mori, Raleigh Becket, Cherno Alpha’s pilots, and the Wei Tang brothers. 

While there is an actual kaiju attack, we are the only Jaeger being sent out. Since my brother and I are a newer Jaeger pair, Marshall Pentecost wants us to show off our skills to the other Jaeger pilots. We finally reached our conn-pod station. Jacob and I place our jackets and aviators neatly in a pile on one of the benches at our station. 

Pulling my hair up into a low ponytail, our crew gets to work helping us put our armor on. I hear the marshall and a group of people walk to the entrance of our station. A low psst sounds from my brother's direction, I look at him with a slightly annoyed look “What?!” I whisper harshly, he smirks softly “What about Chuck?” he whispers back, my eyebrows crease in confusion, glancing at the aforementioned pilot, who was watching us like the rest of the group. 

“What about him?” I whisper back at my brother, whose smirk only gets wider “You fuck ‘im yet?” he whispers back, my face turning bright red. The crew members who were working on us paused, some also going bright red, A few of them snickering. I glared at the group, “is there a problem?” an authoritative voice rings out. Jacob and I freeze, gulping. I glance at the marshall “No sir.” Jacob and I answered at the same time. Our team hastily resumed their work, Jacob and I straightened our backs staring straight forward “Good.” the marshall simply states. The last piece of my suit is secured in place, our helmets are handed to us. 

I look over at my brother “Ready, Luke?'' His nickname comes out harshly “As ever, Leia.” He brings his fist up waiting expectantly, a big grin stretches across my face, and I hit my own fist against it. We head into our conn-pod, “Good luck pilots.” Marshall Pentecost says before leading the group away. We step into our footholds, Jacob to my left, our team hooks us up to the neural bridge, and we both put our helmets on.

“Testing 1, 2, 3, Sideswipe can you hear me?” Tendo’s voice sounds out, and Jacob reaches his right arm up to the control panel. “We hear you loud and clear Mission control.” Jacob lets his arm fall. “Initializing neural handshake.” I feel the pull at the back of my head as we enter the drift. Memories from our childhood in Wisconsin flowed through, everything that flashed between us is stuff we'd both seen before. Memories of our younger brother Atlan float by too. We are brought out of the drift quickly “Neural handshake completed and holding strong.” our jaeger is then picked up to be brought to the kaiju. 

Jacob’s mind fills up with explicit images of his girlfriend making me gag in disgust. “Dude, are you really thinking about Alice like that right now?!” I yell over at my copilot. He smirks and looks over at me. “Well you're thinking about how you'd like to screw that-” Cutting him off I yell at him “-that nothing, im not thinking about screwing anyone!” although both he and I knew that wasnt the case, we were in each others head, we can't lie. Memories of Chuck when he's working out in the base gym flash in my head, and my mind wanders to the memory of how the muscles in his arms strained and moved while he worked out. I was always blessed when he decided to wear tank tops while he did. Him being so hot in a tank top got me hurt once. 

“C'mon, you got this! You are so close!” Jacob had challenged me to see who could run for the longest time on the treadmills. Anytime we did this I would share my earbuds and blast music to keep us going. Jacob gave up ¾ of the way through my run, but I was close to beating my record on how many miles I could run in one go, which was 3.5 miles. I was nearing the record, and Jacob and a few others were cheering me on. 

When I finally hit it, the small group that had formed around me started cheering, but I wasnt completely tired yet so I wanted to keep pushing. Right after I hit 4 miles, that's when he appeared, large arm muscles and broad shoulders being shown off by the tank top. Chuck asked one of the others around me what was going on, gripping the towel around his neck, but when he glanced at me my foot slipped out from underneath me. 

I slid down the treadmill, pulling the emergency cord with me. Although the treadmill shut off pretty quickly, I still got shot to the floor. My right arm and leg burned. “Shit! Y/N!” Jacob leaned down near me, rolling me onto my left side to assess the damage to my right side. I groaned opening my eyes, asking my brother silently how bad it was. He answered through our link “It doesn't look too bad, just bad rugburns in a sense.” I saw Chuck peer over my face, his beautifully hot, sweaty face, filled with concern. “Ya alrigh’ love?” my face flushed red, not trusting my voice I nod. 

“Dude stop that! I don’t need to see you drooling over lover boy-” Jacob nearly screamed at me, shaking me out of my thoughts, “You’re such a little baby.” I retorted. The helicopters above us slow down getting ready to drop us. We both brace ourselves when Jacob speaks “But I’m your little baby” I can practically hear the smirk in his tone. The cables on our Jaeger snap and we are released. When we land we steady ourselves, Jacob and I share a look, before we turn our attention to the kaiju in front of us, not making a move until we say “Let's kill this piece of shit.”

Time skip

Our Jaeger docks in the shatterdome, the head lifts off Sideswipe, and heads up to our station. We get unhooked from the neural bridge, taking off our helmets we make our way out to our docking station. We see the marshall and the other Jaeger pilots having a conversation at the entrance of the room, our team starts to disassemble our suits. 

Jacob and I face the group of pilots, as the last few bits of our suits are taken off. I try not to glance at Chuck, but I can't help but look at him at least once, I find him looking away from everyone with his arms crossed. Jacob and I head to our jackets, we unpile the stuff, taking what was ours. I put my boots back on after folding my aviators on the collar of my uniform. I sling my jacket over my shoulder again as Jacob puts his on. We approach the group that was blocking our way out, our crew long gone. 

The marshall turned towards us, I gave him a nod, and Jacob addressed him directly, his normally light, joking tone replaced by a cold serious one. “Marshall.” the marshall gave us both a curt nod.

“You two performed well,” the marshall starts, “Color me impressed.” he offers us a small smile before turning back towards the group and walking out. The Wei Tang brothers and the Cherno Alpha pilots leave with the Marshall, Herc comes up to us giving us both a pat on the shoulder. Before Herc leaves he gives me a strange look, like he's trying to tell me something. Mako and Raleigh both tell us Good job before walking out as well. Jacob heads out giving me a knowing look as I take notice that Chuck is still here. I turn towards Chuck, who has his arms crossed over his broad chest, an annoyed look on his face, as he stares off into a corner of the room. 

Making my way over, I place my jacket over my arm, as I get closer to Chuck I can see he's lost in thought. “Hey.” I stop about 2 feet in front of him. It seems to snap him out of his trance, he looks at me quickly before he storms out of the room. I sat there gaping staring after him. What was that about? 

I make my way down to the mess hall since it was dinner, but not before stopping by Jacob and i’s room to grab the dogs and to change. I change into a gray T-shirt and black cargo pants, keeping my combat boots on and both sets of dog tags. A few weeks after Jacob and I became friends with the Hansen boys, I had a gift left on our doorstep. Chuck had given me a spare set of his dog tags, he wrote a note saying that he wanted someone to get his dog tags when he died, and most likely his main set would be impossible to recover. He said that he thought id be a good choice. If he saw them find a home around my neck, he didn't say anything. While we barely knew each other a few weeks, we had become really good friends. I put my aviators on, grabbed the dogs' leashes, and headed toward the mess hall.

Xerxes was a pretty tall muscular dog, he was a traditional-looking Doberman; black coat, docked tail, and cropped ears to stand tall. Baron was on the smaller side, still a big dog, but he wasnt as tall, he was somewhat stocky and looked very mean but was a sweetheart, both of them are. Baron's black coat was littered with singular white hairs across his chest, feet, and face he was a traditional Drahthaar with a docked tail as well. 

With one dog on each side of me, I made my way into the mess hall. I see Jacob already sitting with Herc and Chuck, so I stop by the table and hand the dogs over, who immediately lay down next to the table. I head up to the counter and grab my food. When I get back to the table, I sit down across from Jacob and next to Chuck in my normal spot. The dogs move from their spot and lay down by me, I could feel Max under the table resting his head on my foot. We all talked, but Chuck wouldn't say a thing to me. He wouldn't even look at me, the air around us got awkward. As soon as Chuck was done eating he jumped up and stormed off. He even left Max, which he never does. 

I look over at Herc, my face contorted in confusion and hurt. 

“Sorry kid, he's an ass sometimes,” he shrugs before continuing, “I think I have an idea of wha’ it’s about but he needs to deal with it on his own.” Herc gets up, not realizing that Max was still under the table. I look at Jacob still confused “What is it with you men being cryptic all the time?” I ask him. He shrugs “I guess we're just programmed like that” he takes a bite of his food “Not everybody is like me and expresses their feelings.” he chuckles softly. Taking a bite of my food I smile. “You are truly one of a kind.” I laugh swallowing my food, “and not in a good way.” he pretends to pout. “Well thanks, sis for being so nice to your big brother.” he sarcastically comments. We stare each other down for a few moments before we burst out laughing. 

We finish eating so I get up to throw my tray away. “Can you take the dogs back to the room? I gotta get Max back to Chuck,” I asked Jacob, Max’s head perking up, Jacob nodded. I called Max, and he got up and followed me while I dumped my tray. Making my way out of the mess hall with Max following behind me. I slowly walk through the shatterdome halls not really knowing where Chuck is. 

Luckily I see Herc, I call out for him "Herc!!" He looks behind him spotting me and stops. "Do you know where Chuck is?" He nodded scratching his chin "he's in his room." Turning around I head back down the hallway calling out a thank you as Max chased after me down the hall. 

Arriving at Chuck's door I hesitate before finally knocking. I hear some rustling before I hear faintly from behind the door "What?!". Glancing down at Max I slowly speak up "I-it's me," swallowing some spit I continue, "You left Max in the mess hall so I brought him to you." Hearing nothing I sigh, "I-i don't know what I did, but I'm sorry…" still getting no response I leave Max at the door and head back to my room.

Chuck ignored me for the next week. I started eating up by my Jaeger's conn-pod station. The dogs often joined me, offering me sympathy as they rest their heads against my legs. 

One day Herc came running up "Kid I need your help! Raleigh told me chucks gone crazy, said he's beating up some guy in mess." I didn't look up from my food, he kneeled beside me "Look I know he's been an asshole lately but you might be the only one able to stop him." I finally nod. We run down the halls to get down to the mess hall. When we reach the dining area chucks on top of a guy, clutching his shirt and screaming at him. Herc and I run to Chuck, we both manage to pull him off of the guy, and I push Chuck away from him by his chest. His face was full of anger and hatred. His body was tense beneath my hands but seemed to relax as he managed to feel my hands on him. "Chuck you need to calm down…" I spoke softly, he looked down at me relaxing more.

 He tensed once more when the guy spoke up "Yeah that's right you gotta get your daddy and your little piece of ass to stand up for you." I looked back at him, feeling Chuck get angry again. I see my brother obviously being held back by his girlfriend Alice. Chuck goes to move but I push firmly on his chest "Don't call her that!" Chuck's voice seething with anger. Herc steps beside me helping me keep him back. Noticing that the guy is one of my crew members, getting a little pissed off myself I step towards him. "How 'bout instead of focusing on other people's lives you focus on keeping that mouth of yours shut, 'cause it just cost you your job." 

The large group of personnel all snicker and laugh at the man. Two guys quickly grab him and leave the mess hall. I turn around to face Chuck, his face and hands were bruised, bleeding, and cut up. I take his arm in my hand, feeling his warm skin, I guide him back to his room. Our three combined dogs follow behind us. 

When we reach his room I open the door as he and the dogs walk in. I push him softly towards the bed. Grabbing his first aid kit, knowing exactly where it was from the countless times I'd had to patch him up. Turning back to Chuck his shirt is off as he looks down. A large bruise is starting to form on his stomach. Small cuts litter his shoulder. "God Chuck, what happened…?" I whisper making my way back to him. Trying to focus on patching him up and not the fact that he's shirtless. I sit next to him a slowly tend to his wounds. He doesn't look at me or speak. Only halfway done I get fed up "Chuck." He doesn't look up. "Chuck. Look at me.." I caress his cheek with one hand, slowly forcing his head to face me. "Chuck, what happened…?" His eyes finally met mine before quickly turning his head away from me. He shrugs slowly getting off his bed "The guy was just being a piece of shit, I just tried putting him in his place." His tone is relaxed like it was no big deal.

"I can clean the rest of my cuts, you can go." He rummaged through one of his drawers. I watched his back, trying not to gawk, but I snapped out of it. I stood up and walked towards him. "No im staying because we need to talk about you being a total ass hat." He whipped around, I could feel the heat in my face for two reasons. Anger was starting to form on my face, but my face was red from being face-to-face with him. His expression went from confusion to annoyance and anger. 

"There's nothing to talk about." His voice raised slightly, I clenched my hands, my nails digging into my palms. "Why won't you talk to me?!" I yelled at him, tears forming in my eyes "What did I do?!" He just looked away from me, knowing I wasn't going to get an answer. I pulled my dog tags out of my shirt. I swiftly grabbed his tags and pulled them off from around my neck, I slapped it down behind him. I turned around and walked to his door, opening it. "Xerxes, Baron, let's go," I called out to my dogs who jumped up and followed me out of the room.

For the next month, I completely avoided him. Herc tried to get me to talk to him but I refused. I always ate in my conn-pod. I always went to the base's gym late at night when no one was there. Jacob was worried, I could feel it through the drift, he noticed I was distracted. I was and I was miserable. Every part of me just wanted to run to Chuck and tell him how much he means to me but my mind was telling me that he didn't want me. He clearly displayed that.

On Chuck's birthday, I made sure I stayed in my room the whole day but that was short-lived when Marshall Pentecost called Jacob and me down to his office. When I entered the room I saw Chuck and herc standing by the Marshall's desk. Before I could even think about leaving Jacob was pushing me towards the front, and the door closed behind us. The marshall stood up from his desk. Herc and Jacob went by the marshall as he moved out from behind his desk. "It's been brought to my attention that you two are having some sort of problem." The marshall starts, clasping his hands in front of him. Chuck and I don't glance at each other. I keep my distance from him, Jacob is looking at me with his disappointed older brother face. "I've noticed that it has significantly affected your performance as pilots," I cross my arms in front of me, I admit I have been very tired since I've been up late working out. "So I've decided that you two will stay in Ranger Hansen's room until the problem gets solved. Hercules, Jacob, if you could please." The marshall motioned to us, but before we could protest he glared at us, "That is an order." Not wanting to get on his bad side we both let Herc and Jacob lead us to Chuck's room. 

When we arrive at the door they open it and shove us inside. The door closes quickly. We stand in silence before I take a seat on the floor near the door. He sits on his bed, head in his hands. I pull my knees up to my chest, leaning my head back and looking at the ceiling. The silence is killing me so I pull my iPod out, plug in my headphones, and select my playlist. I hit play as I push the earbud into my left ear. I tap my foot along to the music and close my eyes. I can feel Chuck's eyes shift to me but I don't look at him. Tears start to prick at the corners of my eyes. Opening my eyes I turn my head away from Chuck.

 "I-i don't know what I did to make you hate me…" I speak more to myself than to Chuck. I hear him click his tongue, and a faint curse leaves his lips. He stands up and moves to lean against the wall opposite me. "I don't hate you love." He hits the wall lightly in frustration, "It's the exact fucking opposite…" He turns to face me, as the tears run down my face. I stand up with anger, "What the fuck does that mean?!" I yell at him, I press pause on my music and take out my earbud. He takes a step forward looking away for a second, "I'm in love with you God dammit!" He yells out in frustration, raising clenched fists for a second. He turns around sighing, running his hand through his hair. 

"What…?" My voice comes out in a small squeak, not sure if I heard him. "I'm in love with you. But I heard you and your brother talking about someone, he was talking about how you wanted to screw someone you liked." He turned back to me with his hands on his hips. "I just knew you weren't talking about me and I just got so pissed. And then that guy from your crew was talking about your body at lunch and I just saw red." He explained. I heard what he said but it didn't process, I was still stuck on one thing. "You're in love with me?" I looked up at him, my face frozen in surprise. He scoffed "That's all you can focus on?" He looked away from me and I smiled softly. I quickly grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him down, smashing my lips against his. 

He pulled back quickly "What are you-" but I didn't let him speak, pulling his face down again. He kissed back roughly, placing his hands on my hips, pulling me closer. I wrapped my arms around his neck. When I needed air I pulled back, a smile on my lips. "We were talking about you." He cocked his head to the side, raising his eyebrow, "Jacob and I. We were talking about you, you are the only one that has been on my mind for the past 5 months." He smirked. He stepped back for a second realizing something, he walked to his dresser. Grabbing something off of it he walked back to me. He lifted his hand, dropping the object, revealing his spare dog tags dangling from his hand. But he didn't put them around my neck, he put them around his, then took off his main pair. 

Transferring his main dog tags from his neck to my neck. I looked down at the tags, before looking up at him as he placed his hands on my hips. "Take my real ones, to show that I'm yours." He smiled softly, I got an idea, I took my dog tags off my neck, and put them over his head. "Then take mine, to show im yours." smiling he pulled me back in for another kiss. Our lips moved in sync, he tapped the back of my thigh signaling me to jump. I jumped up, his hands hooked under my legs. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he pushed my back against the wall. His mouth moved from mine, down my jaw to my neck. He moves around my neck kissing, biting, and sucking marks into my skin. His hips slowly grind into mine as I moan out his name. He pulls back, admiring his work on my skin, he looks into my eyes, kissing me again. This time it's slow, sweet, and delicate. 

Pulling away I whisper to him, “Ya’know you were pretty hot when you were angry at that guy.” he smirks at my words, and he responds in a low raspy voice, his accent going straight to my core “I reckon I should get mad more often then ay?” I bite my lip slightly. “That day I fell on the treadmill, was because of you…” I slowly confessed, “You were just so hot in that tank top, all sweaty.” it seemed as if my words went straight to his pants. He nodded signaling me to keep going, “I couldn't keep my eyes off you, you do things to me that no one else can.” I lightly kissed his jaw, whispering sensually to him. “You dont know how much self-restraint it takes me to not touch you like I want to.” I sucked a few hickeys into his neck earning some groans from him. 

“You have no idea what you do to me darlin’...” his voice comes out as a groan, I moan as his hips rub into mine again. He pulls back, bringing me away from the wall and over to his bed. He sits down with me in his lap, he rubs circles into my back as he looks at me. “Im sorry I was such a dickhead to you…” he apologized softly, “You dont deserve that.” I shook my head slightly. “It's alright Chuck, people make mistakes.” I placed a kiss on his lips, “Think of me as a birthday present from me because I love you and I want to be yours.” I smiled. He chuckled softly before kissing me, “Then this is the best birthday ever,” he smirked, “and right now I just want to unwrap my present from my girlfriend.” I laughed softly, as he slowly laid me on my back on his bed. He hovers over me as I give him the consent that he pleads for with his eyes. “Go ahead, handsome.” he quickly kisses me, running his hands along my body as his knee rests between my legs. He pulls back for a quick second “You better sit your pretty little ass next to me at dinner, I've missed you a lot, princess.” I giggle softly at him, “I've missed you too, hot stuff.” he smirks before pressing his lips hungrily against mine.

[dailydragon08]

Dragon's Pacific Rim Masterlist

** = smut * = no smut, but suggestive themes

Raleigh Becket x Reader

Series

A World Without Monsters (masterlist - ongoing) During a post-kaiju war press tour, you and your copilot Raleigh finally grapple with the growing feelings you have for each other while also wrestling the world of reporters, politicians, and more who would manipulate the world's saviors for their own purposes.

One Shots & Drabbles

A New Becket** -> Six months into a blissful marriage with you, Raleigh can't help but let his mind wander to kids.

[rewritethisstxry]

Hello and welcome to my mixed mosh little corner of tumblr. Here I write for a variety of fandoms and characters. Primarily will be featuring drabbles with the occasional longer piece. Headcanons will feature from time to time.

At the time I do NOT consent for my work to be translated or posted anywhere else.

Below you will find some more information on who and what I write.

MINORS DNI. Due to the nature of potential content, only 18 and older are allowed.

Characters || Rules || Masterlist || Slasher/horror writing blog : @slxsherwriter

What I will write:

Angst

Fluff

Smut

Platonic relationships

Alpha/Omega dynamics

What I won’t write:

Snuff

Rape, rape play, non con

Underage

Inc*st

Real person fic

Marvel: Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Alexei Shostakov, Peter Parker, Victor Creed, Deacon Frost, Peter Quinn, Frank Castle, Matt Murdock, Foggy Nelson, Bruce Banner, Brock Rumlow, Nathan Summers, Eddie Brock, Cletus Kasady, Otto Octavius

DC Universe: Bruce Wayne, Harvey Bullock, Jim Gordon, Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Jonathan Crane, Clark Kent, Arthur Curry

Stranger Things: James Hopper, Steve Harrington, Jonathan Byers

Stargate Atlantis: Rodney McKay, John Sheppard, Ronan Dex, Carson Beckett

Sons of Anarchy: Jackson “Jax” Teller, Harry “Opie” Winston, Filip “Chibs” Telford, Juan Carlos “Juice” Ortiz, Lincoln Potter, Galen O'Shay

The Walking Dead: Rick Grimes, Shane Walsh, Negan Smith

What We Do in the Shadows: Nandor the Relentless, Guillermo de la Cruz, Laszlo Cravensworth

Resident Evil: Karl Heisenberg, Albert Wesker, Chris Redfield

Ted Lasso: Ted Lasso, Coach Beard, Jamie Tartt, Roy Kent

Good Omens: Gabriel, Aziraphale, Crowley

Video Games: Connor RK800, CaptainJonathan Price, Simon Ghost Riley, Sniper

Movies: Finn Brody (Godzilla), Raleigh Becket (Pacific Rim), Terry Malone (Black and Blue), Abe Guevara (Point Blank), Bobby O’Neill (The Hitman’s Wife’s Bodyguard), Guy Clifton (The Crash), Roy Pulver (Boss Level), Sloan (Into the Ashes) Braxton Wolff (The Accountant), Ethan Sawyer (Those Who Wish Me Dead), Bradley James (Grudge Match), Sam Rossi (Sweet Virginia), Mr. McCarthy (Me, Earl, and the Dying Girl), Grady Travis (Fury), Griff (Baby Driver), Adam Frawley (The Town), Buddy (Baby Driver), Clyde Brenek (The Posession), Patrick Sullivan (The Accidental Husband), Harvey Russell (Rampage), Jude Fisher (Peace, Love, and Misunderstanding), Luke Vaughn (Heist), Franklin Clay (The Losers), Max (The Resident), Nicomund the Red/Santa Claus (Violent Night), Doug Dennison (Sleepless), Frank Masters (The Equalizer), Hellboy (2019), Alex Baldr (Max Payne), Matt Graver (Sicario), Douglas Hunsiker (The Rise of the Planet of the Apes), Steve Emmett (Boa vs Python), Joe Braven (Braven), Lee Christmas (The Expendables), Deckard Shaw (Fast & Furious)

Musicals: Jack Kelly (Newsies), Dewey Finn (School of Rock), Hades (Hadestown)

Tv shows: Ike Evans (Magic City), Jason Crouse (The Good Wife), John Winchester (Supernatural), Mason Baldwin (Elementary), Colton Fisk (The Equalizer), Kevin Tidwell (Life), Declan Murphy (Law & Order: SVU), Eugene McGillicutty (Royal Pains), Chuck Martin (ER), Dickie Flood (Th Practice), Malcolm Bright (Prodigal Son)

Tolkien: Boromir, Faramir, Eomer

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[ao3feed-chaleigh]

Spark to a Flame

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by Raine_Wynd

Written for the 10th Anniversary of Pacific Rim challenge on Tumblr. When Raleigh and Chuck get together, it's like nothing they've ever felt before.

Words: 1861, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Pacific Rim (Movies)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Raleigh Becket, Chuck Hansen

Relationships: Raleigh Becket/Chuck Hansen

Additional Tags: Mostly plotless, Smut, Pacific Rim 10th Anniversary Challenge, First Time, Friends to Lovers

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hey everyone! I'm looking for some long-term rp partners who are 18+, write on discord, communicative, and excited to write/plot/scream internally over these characters. mainly seeking canons but am also happy to double up and write ccxoc as any of the muses listed below. mxm, fxf, and mxf, are all good with me. see below for more info & if you're interested in writing, like this post and I'll reach out!

I write at least 2-3 paragraphs per reply and prefer partners who match (or exceed!) length. I love to delve into characters' heads/emotions and describe those in detail - development and relationships always come first imo. however, I also love writing smut and weaving it into the plot or doing a pwp here and there.

I consider myself pretty laid-back and understand life comes first - happy to wait for replies but also appreciate partners who let me know ooc if something comes up and they can't respond for awhile (and will do the same on my end). I typically respond at least once a day in the evenings (eastern timezone), sometimes more sometimes less, as I work a busy 9-5.

my main fandoms are marvel, atla, and asoiaf, though I'd also be interested in writing muses from the boys, stranger things, pacific rim, danny phantom, and riordanverse (mainly pjo since that's what I'm most familiar with).

my ships are below (bold characters are ones I'd prefer to write but am honestly flexible):

steve rogers x tony stark (marvel)

steve rogers x bucky barnes (marvel)

peter parker x mj watson (marvel)

peter parker x gwen stacy (marvel)

thor x loki (marvel)

charles xavier x erik lehnsherr (marvel)

moon knight boys (marc, steven, jake) x layla (marvel)

eddie brock x anyone tbh (marvel)

matt murdock x anyone tbh (marvel)

katara x zuko (atla)

aang x katara (atla)

azula x ty lee (atla)

sansa stark x daenerys targaryen (asoiaf)

rhaenyra targaryen x daemon targaryen (asoiaf)

jon snow x daenerys targaryen (asoiaf)

hughie x butcher (the boys)

hughie x starlight (the boys)

starlight x homelander (the boys)

nancy wheeler x robin buckley (stranger things)

steve harrington x nancy wheeler (stranger things)

raleigh becket x mako mori (pacific rim)

danny fenton x sam manson (danny phantom)

percy jackson x annabeth chase (riordanverse)

aaaaand here are some of my favorite tropes, but I'm down to explore others ofc:

enemies to lovers

fwb to lovers

unresolved sexual tension/pining/slow burn (!!!!!)

any form of angst tbh

au where one (or both) is a villain

kidnapping/stockholm syndrome

college/university au

secret identities

post-apocalyptic au

redemption arcs

dom/sub undertones (or overtones)

small town life

fluff or slice of life

hurt/comfort

omegaverse

fake marriage

experienced/inexperienced

if you're interested in writing, like this post and I'll reach out!

[wakatoshislovebot]

rules

fandoms/characters:

attack on titan

➸levi ackerman

➸jean kirstein

➸mikasa ackerman

blue period

➸takahashi yotasuke

criminal minds

➸aaron hotchner

➸spencer reid

demon slayer

➸any character except shinobu, tamayo, yushiro, and nezuko

final fantasy vii

➸reno sinclair

haikyu

➸tobio kageyama

➸wakatoshi ushijima

➸hajime iwaizumi

➸kei tsukishima

➸kenma kozume

➸tooru oikawa

➸osamu miya

➸atsumu miya

➸i can do more haikyu characters i'm just most comfortable writing for the ones mentioned above

jojo’s bizarre adventure

➸any character except those from part 7 & 8

jujutsu kaisen

➸literally any character except for the newer ones from the culling games arc

kuroko’s basketball

➸atsushi murasakibara

➸taiga kagami

my hero academia

➸katsuki bakugo

➸shoto todoroki

➸tenya iida

obey me!

➸beelzebub

➸mammon

➸lucifer

➸diavolo

ouran high school host club

➸takashi morinozuka

➸kyoya ootori

➸kaoru & hikaru hitachiin

pacific rim

➸chuck hansen

➸raleigh becket

requests:

~I won’t write smut anything(just because I suck at writing it not bc it makes me uncomfortable), yandere, incest, rape, pregnancy inserts, age inappropriate stuff, and anything that could be considered ‘dead dove do not eat’.

~reader x character only please(character x reader x character is okay!).

~i try to write to make the reader gender neutral as i don’t know how to write for a male reader so I will only do gn or female.

~i am not obligated to do your request especially if it makes me feel uncomfortable or uninspired.

~please give a story description or prompt you want.

~don’t give me criticism on headcanons, if you disagree keep it to yourself(my headcanons aren’t facts) :)

[ladyblogger-margie]

ladyblogger-margie Master List

AO3 - https://archiveofourown.org/users/ladyblogger/works

NSFW Alphabets - All Contain Smut and are 18+

William “Ironhead” Miller (Triple Frontier) *

James “Bucky” Barnes AKA The Winter Soldier (MCU) *

Rick Flag (The Suicide Squad) *

Raleigh Becket (Pacific Rim) *

Sam Wilson “The Falcon” (MCU) - Coming Soon

One Shots

Backache - Will “Ironhead” Miller x GN!Reader (Triple Frontier)

Boys BBQ - Will “Ironhead” Miller x M!Reader (Triple Frontier) *

Dirty Laundry - Will “Ironhead” Miller x F!Reader (Triple Frontier) *

Dinner & Dancing - Sam Wilson x Bucky Barnes (MCU) - Repost from archive 

Sky High View - Sam Wilson x F!Reader (MCU)

A Less Than Gentle Reminder - Will “Ironhead” Miller x F!Reader  (Triple Frontier) *

Birthday Challenge Masterlist - 28 different oneshots from different fandoms including MCU, Pedro Pascal characters, and Triple Frontier. 

Just Drive - Will “Ironhead” Miller x F!Reader (Triple Frontier)

Playoff Pressure -  Will “Ironhead” Miller x F!Reader (Triple Frontier)*

Pride Parade - Sam Wilson x Bucky Barnes (MCU)

After Your Team Loses - Marcus Pike x F!Reader (The Mentalist)*

Perfectly Timed Rainbow - Sam Wilson x Bucky Banes (MCU)

Choosing You For All Time - Mobius x Loki (MCU)

Wherever we go, what glitters is gold - Mobius x Loki (MCU)

Movie Night and a Scheme - Mobius x Loki (MCU) 

Traitor - Mobius x Loki (MCU)

A Garden for Us - Skinny!Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes (MCU)

Bedside Confession - Mobius x Loki (MCU)

The Way Back - Mobius x Loki (MCU)

Worth Remembering - Mobius x F!Reader x Loki (MCU) *

A Personal Mission -  Rick Flag x Powered!F!Reader (The Suicide Squad) *

De-Briefing -  Rick Flag x F!MetaHuman!Reader (The Suicide Squad) *

Bad Vibes -  Rick Flag x F!Reader (The Suicide Squad) *

Antidote to a Nightmare - The Batman x F!Reader (The Batman 2022) *

Pumpkin Patch - Rick Flag x F!Reader (The Suicide Squad)

Series

Motel Adventure - Choose Your Own Smut - Will “Ironhead” Miller x F!Reader, or Santiago “Pope” Garcias x F!Reader, or Benny Miller x F!Reader, or Will “Ironhead” Miller x F!Reader x Santiago “Pope” Garcias (Triple Frontier)*

Permit Pending - Will “Ironhead” Miller x F!Reader (Triple Frontier) *

The Sins You Can’t Outrun - Will “Ironhead” Miller x “Santiago “Pope” Garcia (Triple Frontier) IN PROGRESS

Headcanons

Sam x Bucky Headcanons

Requests

Benny Miller x F!Physiotherapist Reader

Mobius M Mobius x F!Reader Smut One Shot *

[hotdamnhunnam]

💦 Thirsty Thots 💦 rag doll

Pairing / Warnings: Raleigh Becket x Reader, having a kink for this man's sweat and serving as his sack of holes

So I would literally like to reincarnate as that lucky fucking rag please and thank you?!???!!?

I realize Raleigh Becket is a wholesome baby muffin but I still think there’s a lot of filthy shit this man can do.

Imagine being an inanimate object for him to use… a little fucktoy, made for him to dominate and to destroy… a doormat underneath his shoes… imagine it’s your job to mop up all the sweat that’s glistening so gloriously on that golden boy. Like what a motherfucking joy.

Imagine him using you like a goddamn rag doll. Flinging you down onto the floor or up against the wall, and ravaging your every hole. So big and beautiful, savage and strong and powerful, towering over you so tall it makes you feel so fucking small.

… honestly this gif makes me feel like maybe our baby boy Raleigh isn’t such a little muffin after all.

💦 💦 💦 💦 💦 💦 💦 💦 💦 💦 💦 💦 💦 💦 💦 💦 💦

I really hope y’all are enjoying these Thirsty Thots so far, and would love to hear from you if you are!! 🤗💖

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[dailydragon08]

A New Becket

Pairings: Raleigh x Reader Warnings: smut, pregnancy, pregnancy kink, slight daddy kink Summary: Six months into a blissful marriage with you, Raleigh can't help but let his mind wander to kids. Requested by @wayward-avenging Read here on AO3

You were washing your hands in the bathroom as you felt someone slip their arms around your waist. You smiled at the hey, Mrs. Becket murmured in your ear and leaned back into the solid weight of Raleigh’s chest. You met his eyes in the hotel bathroom mirror and matched his dopey smile.

“Hey,” you mumbled back as he kissed your cheek, slowly moving his lips down your jaw and neck. You stopped him before his hands could wander lower with a small laugh. “Stop, we’re gonna be late for the cookout.”

“Tendo won’t mind.” You bit your lip as he sucked on a particularly sensitive spot on your neck.

You turned in his arms, nearly melting at the doe eyes he gave you. “We’ll have all the time you want when we get back. You know how excited Tendo was about this.”

“I know, I know.” He stared at you for a moment before smiling softly and pulling you to his chest, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck.

You relaxed, content to stand there forever. It had been three years since the war ended, and six months since you and Raleigh had married. The two of you had just…clicked in the tryouts. Even more so once you’d drifted. You’d both sensed your growing attraction to each other, but were unsure and afraid to get too involved in case one of you didn’t make it back. Luckily, you both had, and after a grueling press tour, had finally decided to go on your first date. A year and a half later, you’d gotten married in a small, intimate ceremony with close friends and surviving family—which might seem fast to some, but when you’d been in each other’s heads, seen each other’s memories, and almost died, what else was there to do? It just made sense.

Ever since the war had ended, Tendo had held cookouts once a year for all the surviving crew, even offering to pay for everyone’s hotel rooms. Raleigh didn’t let go of your hand as you made your way to his home, the summer sun beaming down into his backyard. Most of the guests had already arrived, and you could hear the ruckus from the driveway.

You and Raleigh floated around the party, enjoying the food and company with your husband checking on you every few minutes. Six months into your marriage, and you still couldn’t help admiring the wedding band on his ring finger. He made a habit of occasionally rubbing yours as he held your hand, letting you know he felt the same.

~~~

Raleigh sat next to Tendo at one of the many picnic tables, observing the goings-on of the backyard. “Quite the gathering you’ve got this year.”

Tendo laughed around a bite of hot dog. “Yeah, everyone keeps popping out kids.”

Raleigh smiled, looking around for you. He found you several feet away surrounded by a gaggle of people with a toddler on your hip. He played with your dog tags as you smiled and spoke to him, too far away for him to make out any words. The kid suddenly started giggling at something you said, and you laughed along with him.

Tendo’s words echoed in his head, and he couldn’t help but picture you with a different child—his child. You two had discussed wanting children, but not when or how many. Plus, you’d only been married for six months. Would you even be interested now? But Raleigh couldn’t help picturing your eyes, his hair—

“You want another burger?” Tendo suddenly asked.

“Um, baby—maybe! Maybe.” Raleigh laughed nervously, rubbing at the back of his neck.

Tendo raised an eyebrow before shooting a glance at you. “Is Y/N pregnant?”

“Uh, no…No.”

Tendo just nodded, twisting his mouth to restrain a laugh before slapping Raleigh on the shoulder. “I’ll be back.”

“Kay…” Raleigh looked back over to you, suddenly as nervous as he’d been the day he proposed.

~~~

You flopped down onto the hotel bed, letting yourself sink into the mattress. It had been amazing seeing everyone, and lots of fun like it always was. You glanced up when Raleigh didn’t immediately follow you to see him standing in the doorway fiddling with the key card. “Babe? Are you okay?”

Raleigh cleared his throat. “Yeah. Yeah, I’m good.” He set the key card down on the nightstand and made his way over to you, grabbing your hands and pulling you up into a sitting position. “Did you have fun?”

You smiled. “Yeah, did you?”

“Yeah.” He paused, rubbing his thumb over the back of your hand. “There were, um…a lot of kids there.”

“Yeah, they were cute.”

“Yeah…” He bit his lip and avoided your gaze.

You gently squeezed his hand. “Are you sure you’re okay?”

He finally met your eyes. “Would you want to…I mean, I know we haven’t been married very long, so if you wanna wait, it’s okay…but, um…” He trailed off, biting his lower lip.

“…Do I wanna have a baby?”

Ocean blue eyes streaked with anxiety met yours. “Um, yeah. If you wanna wait, it really is okay—”

“I want to.”

Raleigh blinked, then smiled. “Really?”

You nodded and he let out a sigh of relief. “You’re gonna be a great dad.”

He brought a hand up to gently stroke your jaw. “You’re gonna be an amazing mom.” Cupping your face, he bent to kiss you gently before saying against your lips, “You’re so beautiful. Gonna look even more beautiful pregnant with my baby.”

You sighed, leaning back and grabbing his shirt collar to drag him with you. He climbed over top of you to kiss you deeply, drawing a moan as his tongue slipped between your lips. “I love you,” you whispered.

“I love you too.” He crawled towards the end of the bed, keeping eye contact with you as he unbuttoned your jeans and slowly slid them and your underwear down your legs. He threw them into a dark corner of the room before coming up to meet your lips again. “Gonna make you feel good, baby.”

You whimpered at the way his pupils overtook the blue of his eyes as he gently hoisted your legs over his shoulders, planting a line of kisses up the inside of your thigh. He licked a gentle stripe up your folds, making you squirm and clutch the comforter in your fists. His hands gently massaged your legs as he sucked on your clit before moving a finger inside.

Raleigh wasn’t a huge talker during sex, but he was always so concentrated on your pleasure, it was worth it. Knowing from the drift exactly what you liked, where you liked it, and exactly how to get you off multiple times. His tongue and fingers pumped faster and harder, creating a building pressure in your abdomen, drawing sounds from you that you weren’t even aware were possible.

He drew his head back just enough so his breath upped your arousal even more. “Come on, baby, just let go, I know you’re close.”

You tried to speak, but all words fled your mind the moment Raleigh’s mouth returned to your clit. You squirmed and arched your back while Raleigh held you firm, crying out as you came and yanking on your husband’s soft mane. He groaned beneath you, feeding off your pleasure.

You let yourself sink into the bed as Raleigh stood, quickly shoving off his pants before practically ripping his shirt over his head. He climbed back over you, cock firm against his stomach, before gently helping you remove your shirt and bra. You met his gaze and smiled as you caught your breath.

Raleigh smirked in return, leaning down to kiss your lips deeply and whispering you’re perfect into your skin. You moaned again, feeling arousal building once more as he took your nipple into his mouth. “Want me to fill you up so full of me, you have my baby?”

Your breath hitched as he took the other nipple in his mouth, gently grazing his teeth against the sensitive bud. “Yes.”

“You’d look so beautiful pregnant, baby. Belly and tits all swollen, full of me.”

Before you could reply, you felt his tip line up with your folds and gasped. “Y/N, look at me.”

You opened your eyes to see his face suddenly serious. “You sure?”

You nodded. “I want you to fuck me full of you and make you a daddy.”

He groaned, sinking into you and burying his face in your neck. “God, I love you so much.”

“I love you too,” you panted, clinging to his back. “But please, move.”

He chuckled before sliding almost all the way out and going back in, drawing moans from you both. “Tell me how you want it, baby.”

“Just love me.”

“I always do.”

You raked your fingers down the strong, scarred skin of his back as he set a slow, but burning pace, taking his time and raining kisses wherever he could reach. You took his earlobe in your mouth, gently grazing it with your teeth and he grunted an oh, God in your ear as he picked up the pace.

“I’m gonna—”

“Me, too.”

You could feel him tensing and holding off while you came, breathing erratic. You ran your hands through the back of his hair before roughly yanking his head back. He moaned at the motion and all you could think about as he filled you up was carrying his child, could practically see the small blue eyes and Y/H/C staring up at you and you nearly felt turned on again.

Raleigh sighed, catching his breath as he leaned down to touch his forehead to yours. You cupped his face in your hands, reaching back to play with the soft hair at the nape of his neck. He relaxed and sank into you, lazily kissing your neck and cheek. “I can’t wait to see you full of Baby Becket.”

You turned your head to look him in the eyes, melting at the lovestruck look in them. “Me neither—and we don’t have to fly back to Anchorage till tomorrow morning.”

He smiled. “We’ve got all night, baby.”

[lilacyennefer]

Masterlist

stories marked with a * contains smut

(Recently I'm having troubles with some links for some reason so if one link is not working then please message me but also you can search the name of the story and you'll find it!)

FINALLY, BEAUTIFUL STRANGER

A story about Isabelle Teller and Will Miller, two people with troubles who needs each other's comfort more than they can imagine. Is destiny and love enough to overcome the difficulties they need to face in their lives?

Finally, Beautiful Stranger Masterlist

HURRICANE

Tate Rivera grew up around the Las Vegas charter of Sons of Anarchy, with his brother, Daniel being a member. Tate and her brother moved to Charming after she got a job at the local hospital. Ever since she laid eyes on the VP of SAMCRO she wanted to have fun with him, not knowing how much it will change her life.

Hurricane Masterlist 

THE SIREN’S SONG

Jax meets with Grace, a singer, in Nero’s bar, and he can’t help, but fall in love with her immediately, and sooner he realises he never met with a woman like her before.

The Siren’s Song Masterlist

THE CINNAMON SERIES

A series of short stories about reader and Angel Reyes meeting, becoming friends, falling in love, and becoming a family. It’s fluffy, smutty, and comforting.

The Cinnamon Series Masterlist

SHORT STORIES

Ben Miller (Triple Frontier)

Will Miller (Triple Frontier)

Jax Teller (Sons of Anarchy)

King Arthur (King Arthur: Legend of the Sword)

Raleigh Becket (Pacific Rim)

Raymond Smith (The Gentlemen)

Angel Reyes (Mayans MC)

[wednesdaysxreaders]

about me

tags for reach

so i’ve been wanting to make one of these for years. and now here i am.

i take x reader requests, but my first couple of posts might be scenes from various fics of mine to gain awareness. i’d prefer to write for underrated characters but i’ll absolutely do more popular characters as well. i’ll take smut requests but i can’t guarantee they’ll be good and not awkward lol.

also please please please be specific when sending in requests 🖤

fandoms i’ll write for can be found under read more (plus characters i’m eager to write).

keep in mind i’ll write for other characters as well these are just personal favorites of mine

marvel (mcu/netflix/fox/sony/blade/etc)

  hank mccoy

  alex summers

  raven darkholme

  kraglin obfonteri

  frank castle

  joshua “scud” frohmeyer

  asm/ps4 peter parker

  asm/ps4/raimi harry osborn

dc (dceu/dcau/cw/older films like burtonschumacher batman/etc)

  wally west (arrowverse)

  rory regan (arrowverse)

  rene ramirez (arrowverse)

  thea queen

  roy harper

  jason todd

  helena bertinelli

  harley quinn

  diana prince

  cisco ramon

  conner kent

star trek (preferably aos)

  pavel chekov

  leonard mccoy

  nyota uhura

  spock

star wars (original/prequel/au sequel)

  luke skywalker

  anakin skywalker

  poe dameron

  rey skywalker

  finn

  din djarin

  ezra bridger

  kanan jarrus

teen wolf

  brett talbot

  liam dunbar

  scott mccall

  isaac lahey

  lydia martin

  allison argent

  derek hale

  malia hale

the vampire diaries

  jeremy gilbert

  stefan salvatore

  katherine pierce

  rebekah mikaelson

  tyler lockwood

  matt donovan

  bonnie bennett

  caroline forbes

supernatural

  jack kline

twilight

  seth clearwater

  leah clearwater

  bella swan

  emmett cullen

  jasper cullen

  jacob black

resident evil

  leon s kenney

  claire redfield

  ada wong

  jill valentine

  carlos oliveira

  piers nivans

  jake mueller

(fear) the walking dead

  carl grimes

  daryl dixon

  benjamin

  siddiq

  glenn rhee

  maggie rhee

  beth greene

  enid

  nick clark

  alicia clarke

z nation

  10k

  roberta warren

  addy carver

  cassandra

the 100

  jasper jordan

  john murphy

  raven reyes

teenage mutant ninja turtles (bayverse)

  raphael

  april o’neil

stranger things

  steve harrington

  jonathan byers

  robin buckley

death note

  mail jeevas/matt

  mihael keehl/mello

  nate river/near

  misa amane

  touta matsuda

  l lawliet/l

black butler

  soma asman kadar

  agni

  mey-rin

  finnian

  bardroy

  grell suttcliffe

my hero academia

touya todoroki

tomura shigaraki

jin bubaigawara

shota aizawa

keigo takami

shoto todoroki

demon slayer

kyojuro rengoku

tengen uzui

tomioka giyu

mitsuri kanroji

tokyo revengers

ken ryuguji

manjiro sano

keisuke baji

percy jackson

  percy jackson

  annabeth chase

friday the 13th

  tommy jarvis

until dawn

  josh washington

  sam giddings

  mike munroe

mr robot

  elliot alderson

  darlene alderson

buffy the vampire slayer

  william pratt/spike

  buffy summers

  willow rosenberg

  cordelia chase

  faith lehane

the outsiders

  ponyboy curtis

  darry curtis

  dallas winston

it (adult losers preferred)

  adult!stanley uris

the last of us

  ellie williams

  dina

terminator

  john connor

harry potter

  neville longbottom

  ron weasley

  fred weasley

  george weasley

  luna lovegood

  hermione granger

  draco malfoy

  ginny weasley

transformers (bayverse + prime)

  mikaela banes

  cade yeager

  jack darby

  charlie watson

shadowhunters

  jace herondale

  isabelle lightwood

  clary fray

pacific rim

  raleigh becket

  mako mori

  jake pentecost

  amara namani

misc

  tomb raider

  the magnificent seven

  game of thrones

  bones

  criminal minds

  kick-ass

  mtv scream

  the vampire chronicles

  now you see me

  the umbrella academy

  saw

  american horror story

there’s most definitely more but these are all i have documented somewhere. if you don’t see something here, don’t hesitate to ask!

now, onto characters i absolutely will not write for reasons i won’t specify (unless you really want to know, then i suppose you could ask).

  kylo ren

  armitage hux

  negan

  pennywise

  jason voorhees

  freddy krueger

  michael myers

  tate langdon

  marius de romanus

  thanos

  transformers x human (the concept makes me uncomfortable, but if you really want it, i might consider it)

  billy hargrove

  theo raeken

  peter hale

  the bowers gang

enji todoroki

also any requests for canonly gay characters will be written with the proper gender reader in mind

[jimtheviking]

@notasapleasure​​ tagged me in this, so blame her :p

Rules: List the first lines of your last 20 stories (if you have less than 20, just list them all!). See if there are any patterns. Choose your favourite opening line. Then tag some of your favourite authors!

1) Untitled Ingrid/Felix/Sylvain fic 1, Fire Emblem: Three Houses - "Where is he? I'm going to kill him!"

2)

Worth the Effort, Marianne/Hilda, Fire Emblem: Three Houses

- “Lady von Edmund? A letter for you from Lady Goneril.”

3) Sunshine, Dedue/Mercedes, Fire Emblem: Three Houses - Sylvain entered the medical tent hesitantly, as if he weren't sure what, exactly, he was supposed to do. His armour was still streaked with ash and mud from the battlefield, and his face was so pale that Mercedes' thought the blood at his waist must be at least partly his.

4) Don’t Hold Back, Claude/Byleth, Fire Emblem: Three Houses (NOTE: This is just smut, so be warned) - It was late, far too late for anyone to be out and about on the monastery grounds, let alone a student, but Claude had never been one for following the rules. Especially when they got in the way of what he wanted. And right now, he wanted - needed - to be in a certain someone's room.

5) Untitled Ingrid/Felix/Sylvain fic 2, Fire Emblem: Three Houses - Sylvain didn't quite know how he'd gotten himself into this situation. Or, rather, he knew how, just not why he was in it in the first place.

6) Untitled between ANH and ESB fic, Han/Leia, Star Wars - A heavy silence hung over Home One's main briefing room, its two inhabitants locked in a battle of wills, silently daring the other the speak first. The guards posted at the door looked at one another nervously; the last exchange they'd heard had been heated, to say the least, and with two of the most mutually antagonistic members of the Alliance inside, it seemed likely that something had gone wrong

7) Untitled pre-TLJ Star Wars fic, Finn/Poe, Star Wars - The smell of cheap tabacc and stale malt assaulted Finn's nose as soon as he entered the cantina. Why he always found himself back on these desert planets was a mystery to him, but at least Tatooine wasn't unbearbly hot like Jakku. He stood at the doorway, his eyes adjusting to the sudden darkness and skin prickling from the relative coolness.

8) Untitled SW:TOR fic, OCs, Star Wars: The Old Republic - Jamaar sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose between gloved fingers. He inhaled deeply and centred himself, pushing away the rising frustration inside him. Boraas was his brother, and while he couldn't condone all of his actions, family was still family. Even the Jedi Order acknowledged that. Occasionally.

9) The More Things Change, Wilhelm Reinhardt/Ana Amari, Overwatch - The Beast was massive. Far larger than anything Reinhardt had ever seen or fought before. Save the Titans, of course, but he had an entire Strike Team with him when those monsters rampaged across the battlefield. Its shoulders were humped with snow, and had his armour not shown its heat signature, he would have sworn it was a hill, rather than an Omnic.

10) Relieved, Celes Chere & Kefka Pallazzo, Final Fantasy VI - Celes sat at a thick wooden desk, pouring over a tattered parchment. Haphazard heaps of maps and sheaves of paper were stacked in every corner of the command tent, but the desk itself was free of clutter. A pile of neatly stacked reports sat in the corner, weighted down by a dozen wooden disks and a handful of ornate Figaroan coins. She sighed and let the sheepskin fall to the scarred desktop as she rubbed her eyes, trying to figure out how she would convince the mayor of the city that she had already stretched her supply lines to the limit. This occupation was getting more and more difficult every day, and the lack of resupply from Vector and the sorry state of her army hardly helped matters. She had barely a hundred soldiers available to her that were uninjured and healthy enough to fight - half a thousand, if she counted the walking wounded - and only a dozen suits of Magitek armour in operational condition.

11) Something Pretty, Edgar Figaro, Final Fantasy VI - Edgar stared over the parapet, the desert lit with dozens of tiny points of light. Fires from the camps of the nomadic Firegs who gave the desert, the kingdom, and his family their name. High above, a hundred thousand more points of light filled the sky.

12) Sketches, Relm Arrowny, Final Fantasy VI - There's been a lot a fightin' and stuff around home lately, an' me an Gramps volunteered to fight against the Empire with these rebels callin' themselves the Returners. Silly name, like somethin' outta an Esper-story.

13) Misunderstandings, Edgar Figaro/Terra Branford, Final Fantasy VI - Edgar paced in front of his window, the cool breeze doing nothing to soothe his foul mood. It had been nearly a month since Locke had made his way to South Figaro, and there had still been no word from him. The thief was prone to disappearing for months at a time, off on his treasure-hunting escapades, but this time, something was different. What was even more worrying was that his brother had sent no word as to his whereabouts either. The last time he had seen Sabin, he had been floating the opposite way down the Lethe. While he had made a joke at the time, he couldn't help but feel a pang of concern over his brother's safety.

14) Choices, Edgar Figaro, Final Fantasy VI - The moon hung bright and round as a new-minted coin in the desert sky as a young man paced along a sandstone parapet and stared out into the vast expanse of sand.  He could have nearly anything he wanted, he knew; a word to the right people and any jewel in the world, any food, any song or story, even any woman, would be his.  Anything, but what lay beyond that desert.

15) Untitled Pacific Rim sequel fic, OCs, Pacific Rim - We'd beaten the Kaiju back in 2025.  Everyone knew that, knew about Marshall Pentecost's sacrifice, about how he and Chuck Hansen blew themselves apart in a thermonuclear fireball to clear a path for Marshall Mori and Raleigh Becket to charge a refurbished Mk. III Jaeger through the Breach so that they could overload their reactor and blow 'em all to hell.  Everyone knew that.  That's why we loved them, that's why we were able to repopulate the coastlines, that's why we're not starving half to death in the interiors anymore.  We're starving half to death all across the world now.

I’m just gonna tag some people I know write stuff, you can do this if you want to, or not, whatever!

@swedishwarriorwoman​, @catofthecanals289​ @tarantula-hawk-wasp​, @shouldhavebeenadancer​, @gaygarrusvakarian​, @stunt-lads​

[sublimediscord]

10 first lines

I was tagged by the lovely @setsailslash​ through my main blog. The rules are to post the first line of your last 10 published fics/works, then tag 10 people. However, I might cheat and post some first lines of WiPs. IDK. Depends. I’m also not going to be tagging anyone because that’s not how I roll (mostly because I have really bad anxiety about it but also because I’m lazy)

SO AFTER READING SOME OF THESE I’M PUTTING THEM BEHIND A READMORE BECAUSE THEY ARE NOT, IN FACT, SAFE FOR A PUBLIC ENVIRONMENT. 

So, without further ado, in reverse chronological order:

1.  Raleigh is shuddering on top of his brother’s dick, shamelessly grinding himself in Yancy’s lap for all he’s worth while Yancy clearly tries his hardest not to fucking explode right then and there. (a healthy appetite; Pacific Rim, Raleigh/Yancy/Chuck/Herc/Bruce/Trevin smut; oneshot)

2.  If Herc’s honest with himself, “sparring” isn’t exactly the word he’d use to describe what Raleigh and Trevin are doing in his shuttle bay. (these starlight hours; Pacific Rim/Mass Effect crossover,  Raleigh/Yancy/Chuck/Herc/Bruce/Trevin action/drama/romance/fluff; chaptered fic)

3.  "Rals," Yancy nudges his kid brother, trying to get him to stop messing around on their cart, "cut it out. You could get hurt." (the first words of your story need not be spoken, Part 1 of the silence, made whole series; Pacific Rim, Yancy/Chuck pre-slash, Raleigh&Yancy brotherly adorableness, in an AU where Raleigh (who is 13 years younger than Yancy) was rendered mute as a child and Yancy had to drop out of college to raise him; oneshot)

4. Yancy finds himself thinking that the sight of Raleigh scrunching up his face like that shouldn’t be as goddamn adorable as it is.(upon these words (you continue to begin), Part 2 of the silence, made whole series; Pacific Rim, Yancy/Chuck, Raleigh&Yancy; oneshot)

5.  Isaac hisses between his teeth, pleasure tingling up his spine in glittering waves. (my body moves in languages only you speak; Teen Wolf, Isaac/Derek smut/feels; oneshot)

6.  Someone once told you that dreams are your mind’s way of dealing with shit. And not run-of-the-mill shit, no: capital-S Shit. (fifty words for murder; Teen Wolf, Jackson/Aiden with referenced general Polypack, fluff and angst; oneshot) (yes I know it’s supposed to just be one line. Whatever. Also it’s in 2nd person which some people apparently hate and which some sites BAN????)

7.  The second the words leave Yancy’s mouth, he wants to regret them. (behind your words we glimpse a tomorrow, Part 3 of the silence, made whole series; Pacific Rim, Yancy/Chuck, Raleigh&Yancy; oneshot)

8.  In the promotional vids, they make the trip from the ‘dome out to a drop site look instantaneous. (we're the lucky ones, you say; Pacific Rim, Yancy/Chuck and Herc/Raleigh secret santa gift; oneshot)

9.  His back hurts. (to settle among, upon the dust; Pacific Rim Uprising, Jake/Nate/Burke and Jinhai/Amara/Vik (I regret this last tag) fluff; oneshot)

10.  Yancy is woken by his alarm. Not his phone, or a clock, or anything else mechanical, digital, or indeed otherwise electronic. No, this alarm clock is entirely biological, and is named Chuck. (our new world, writ in words unspoken, Part 4 of the silence, made whole series; Pacific Rim, Yancy/Chuck, Raleigh&Yancy; oneshot) (yes I know I cheated again)

Mostly this is making me realize it’s been too long since I published something... OOPS. 

With that in mind, here are some first lines of things I have in the oven:

1. One of the thralls manages to hook its claws into Raleigh’s arm, and it is only long hours of Crucible training that have Yancy’s instincts snapping his hand cannon up and firing a shot practically from the hip—a shot that neatly intercepts the creature’s eyeless, skeletal face. (PR/Destiny 2 crossover)

2. Scott's favorite thing to do is count his birthmarks. Has been, ever since he'd been little. Back then, he hadn't known the significance they held—at least, potentially. Didn't understand that birthmarks of any shape or size could be—could be, but were not guaranteed to be—something transcending a physical difference. (Soulmarks AU where birthmarks can be soulmarks) 

3. It is where they meet, skin on skin, pupils and subcutaneous capillaries dilating alike. It is the rush of blood as fingers mesh, entwine, feeling their heartbeats sync up where whorls and arches and loops meet. It is a sanctuary, defined less by bedposts and a mattress—or what passes for one—and more by the bob of their throats; the gentle, hollow hiss of an exhale; the hush of palms soothing over clothing, exposed skin, golden hair. It is the soft whisper of their names, “Rals” and “Yance” offered to one another like monosyllabic stories and promises and prayers.

It is theirs. Their haven. Their safe harbor from the world. Their first and last resort. 

In the bracket of one another’s arms, nothing can touch them. (Just another Beckets story. Because the world absolutely needs and wants more of those. *rolls eyes at self*)

4. Sorry, will be home late. Need to finish this prototype before tomorrow. ETA after midnight. 

The muted whoosh of a message arriving isn't nearly enough to capture all the disappointment that rushes into Yancy’s chest. (Part 5 of silence, made whole series)