#rarry x reader fic

[nemesyaaa]

western nights // mean!S2!barry x kook!reader x s2!rafe

summary ; /

warnings ; mentions and using of drugs. kinda violence. barry doesn't give a shit about pogue/kook thing. threesome(mxmxf/switch). smut without real plot. shotgunning (smoking). choking. double p in v. boys kissing (if you see that challengers reference, no you don't.), oral (f&m receiving.). scars mentions. threats.(3k words.). be careful with the warnings.

author's note : i want rafe and barry back as a chaotic duo for S4 part 2, please. it's a threat, not a request. im watching you obx screenwriters.

“someone you know very well owes me money.”

you looked up from your line of cocaine in a loud snort, before sitting comfortably on the bed while rubbing your nose to clean it quickly.

"and how does that concern me barry? you have your business, i have mine. and by the way, are you stalking my clients because you're losing yours ? ”

“ you’re such a fucking ungrateful princess. let me remind you that it’s because of me that you even have a business in the first place. you were nobody before i helped you, it doesn’t matter how much of a kook you are in this business.”

"wow.. someone’s got an attitude. it's not my fault your boy chose me over you.”

"yeah, he’s gonna regret that when you fuck him over."

“and why would i do that?”

he approached you, a big blunt falling out of his lips, before leaning toward you, made you feel quietly small. a short breath escaped your throat while you shivered. a smile with a wicked expression on his eyes showed on his face. “ still afraid of me. why ? it’s been a long time since i’ve had to put you in your place. you still got that scar? ” with a sick, softened voice, he added just over your lips. “that expensive makeup covers it up real good.”

“ what do you want, barry ? ”

in the intimacy of silence between the two of you, he pressed a thumb in the corner of your lips, letting his finger open it a little wider, before pulling out and blowing smoke directly into your mouth, letting your tongue disappear on the shot.

you scoffed, before your throat had swallowed the smoke. “ i want my money. and you're gonna do what i ask you. ”

“ and if i don’t ? ”

“ you don’t have much of a choice actually.”

barry placed himself above you, more threatening than when he welcomed you into his home. you placed a hand on his chest before responding calmly. “ don't be mad at me. it's your own fault you decided to trust him. why are you giving him free shit? you know he can afford it. and don’t give any of that ‘he said he’ll bring the money next time’ bullshit, when has rafe cameron ever been trustworthy?”

“ y/n. don’t start shit you can’t finish. ” he warned.

"what do you want me to do? you have a gun, and no reputation to preserve, if you want to shoot him, he's all yours. don't involve me in this. i'm having a good relationship with my client, do not mess it up. "

“do you think it’s that easy, princess?” he laughed nervously. "obviously. you really think I can get away with taking out Rafe Cameron?”

"i just think if you really wanted to, you would. Since when does Rafe scare you anyway? "

"i had a little disagreement with ward. it’ll just be easier if you handle it."

“what do i gain from all this?”

“It’s your choice. But we’ll talk about it when we’re out of this situation.”

you sighed. the next day, you invited rafe cameron to your house. like every time you called him, he came back.

“ so, where’s the coke ? ” he asked. “ tell me you have something for me. ”

"obviously I do, I'm a dealer, what did you expect ? But do I have any for you ? that's another question. ” you frowned. your gaze was on his beaten puppy face, his eyes were glinting, completely desperate, and his voice was almost pleading and nervous. “ i think i’ve been too nice to you, rafe. maybe i should be mean for once. look at this scar you have, should i give you another one? because that’s what’s gonna happen if you don’t behave. ”

“I’m begging you, please. i'm gonna pay you back.”

"begging already? wow. tell me why i should believe you’re pay me back?”

“ just trust me. you know i have money, i just have to get it.”

“ i have no reason to trust you. “ you shook your head with a tsk tsk that meant you didn’t believe him. he was a pathological liar, it was in his nature to save his ass with lies.

you laughed in frustration, making him raise an eyebrow. "you’re gonna pay me back, huh? I’m not even the only person you owe money to. is this about what we did last time?”

“If i can recall, you were enjoying yourself just fine.” he cut in.

"rafe. you have nothing to offer me. to tell you the truth, if I really needed money, there are ways I can get it. So whatever is going on here, it’s not fair because you’re getting something out of it and I’m not.”

"I told you, I’m gonna pay you back, just please, give it to me. I’ll pay you back tomorrow.”

"We’re going to try this another way. I’ll see you tomorrow and if you have the money you owe us then you’re good. And I’ll take care of you again.”

you kicked him out of your house. the next day, he showed up in your room as you were coming out of your shower. you planned to procrastinate all day before he stormed off like crazy.

"What are you doing? You think you can show up here like this?”

“I have your fucking money. now, i want my coke. i did what you wanted me to do ! ”

you smiled, while giving a pat on his curtain bangs. “ good job, pretty boy. ”

“where’s the coke? give it to me. ”

“i don’t have any.” you replied.

rafe laughed, a nervous and uncomfortable laugh. he took a few steps towards you, pushing you against the wall.

“rafe?”

“where’s the fucking coke? ”

“dude, are you high?” you asked, suddenly unwell by the rising tension you can't feel through the air. “ i just tol...”

he was mad, more than that, frustrated. the way you played with his feelings, you were making him go around in circles. and his hands began to irritate him, to make him wickedly agitated. which meant that he was gradually losing control because you were showing that it was you who had the power. he was just asking for drugs, only a little. it was such a small ask in his eyes, just a fucking line how you gave him some every time he came. like a child's whim, you couldn't take away from him what you had always given him. from his point of view, it was not okay.

and the thing was, you were doing it just now. he felt a horrible chaos inside him which made him spiral. his hands fell terribly on your throat, fingers wrapping in tight around you like a collar.

"i just asked you a question. and you better hope your answer is what i want to hear, because if it’s not this isn’t gonna be fun for you.” he whispered, his lips softly ghosting over yours.

“you’re scaring me….rafe ”

“ good, maybe now you’ll show me some fucking respect.”

he grabbed you by the throat, forcing you to bend your knees so that you were at his feet. you coughed, and he responded with a smirk.

“i don’t have your fucking coke. "

“but you know what, that’s not fair. i held up my end of the deal, o got your money and you don’t have my coke.”

he slipped each of the bills against your tongue down to the exact amount he owed you, forcing your mouth to stay open.

"not having so much fun now, huh?”

“ what a great surprise, my two favorite people in the same place. " had commented a voice behind the kook.

it was barry. you and rafe both shivered. at the same time.

“what the hell is this ?” rafe replied.

“relax country club, i didn’t come to give you a hard time. ”

“so why are you here ?” Rafe replied.

you spat the money back into your mouth and barry came closer to you.

“what the hell are you doing here?” you replied.

"so you're stealing my clients, you're taking my money and what more, you're lying to me?" barry had wisely articulated.

“wait, what do you mean?”

“shut up, rafe.”

“barry, it’s not what you think.”

"that's exactly what i believe. but you know what I believe even more? is that you need to be taught a fucking lesson.yeah, spoiled, rich girls like you need to learn that they can't play with everyone. come on, country club. ”

“barry.” you started. " listen..."

"I would love to listen to you, princess but I'm going to have a hard time doing once i fill that pretty mouth with my cock."

“what?” you retorted.

" oh you know, i'm in a grear mood. you seem to really enjoy playing with people around you. guess today, it's just my turn to play. i'm also thinking we should invite rafe to this game. would be fair actually. will princess be able to say sorry after being her nasty mouth being fucked to death ? ” replied barry by pulling you by the side of your face, hair caged in his grip, making you gasp.

“ pretty sure, bitch like her can. ”

" you're too high to even know where you put your dick. ” you said.

“ very funny. ”he laughed in a sarcastic way, before pulling his pants down, his cock slapping against his stomach, following his movement by plunging it straight into your mouth, one hand with rings covering your throat, pressed tightly his fingers against the back of your neck. “still funny?” he continued as he pushed himself even deeper, feeling his dick deep down in the inside of your pleasing mouth widening around him. “ can't even answer now. ”

Barry smiled before undressing his pants, guiding your hand to his own cock. you quickly got the hang of it, starting to masturbate him, your free hand circled around his full length stroking back and forth, all the while having rafe’s thick length, lodged hard in your throat.

your fist was wrapped around barry’s cock, fingers tightening and sliding around his girth quickly while rafe was buried completely inside your mouth, fucking you faster on the tongue. you already started to get soaked on the inside of your thighs, the wet forming a damp spot on the fabric of your underwear.

both boys stood in front of you, above your kneeling position while you were at their commands. barry invited himself into your mouth, his cock next to rafe's hitting your dripping, sloppy tongue. their two dicks were working your throat at the same time, same pace as your muscle rolled over the two shafts that stretched you open. you could feel the weight of their lengths filling your stuffed mouth. your face was weeping with spit and saliva.

you grabbed their cocks with your free hands, sucking with your mouth and pumping with your fingers, their grunts hovering in the room.

your mouth was completely blocked by the growing size of their dick. rafe smeared all the drool from your mouth on your face, before spitting on your tongue, followed by barry. you touched them both while continuing to deepthroat the two boys. you let your tongue run on the veiny flesh of their dick, trailing your wet muscle around their veins, followed by balls lapping. your received both of their cocks so well like you were always made for this. you coughed several times, letting a trickle of saliva slip from your jaw. they both pulled out, before slapping their cocks on your drooling cheeks. your face was pressed with tears, running down your skin to the floor.

“don’t be lazy, open your legs. ” ordered rafe.

you had spread your thighs, leaving them with a full view of your glistening pussy. “ but look at you, already so wet, soaking like a mess when neither rafe or me already touched you. ” barry mocked.

rafe pushed your glossy lips apart with two fingers making you suck on them, stuffing you full in the mouth to the throat and barry found a place between your legs, and trailed his tongue against your folds filled with wetness that poured over his face.

he traced your clit, before eating out your hole that was pulsing against his messy mouth, the way his tongue licked your slit, slurping in and out, before circling your beating clit. his lips were wrapped around you, dirty lapping your cunt as rafe taking his thick fingers deeper in your throat to the point you choked on them. he cleaned them with his own mouth, before diving his thumb in your lips. the corner of your mouth were foaming as he roughly brushed his digits inside your cavity, two fingers fucking your tongue and throat, as barry widly sucking your cunt. your taste were flowing and he keeping it before kissing you slowly, let in drip back in your mouth.

“ do not swallow it. i bet country club wants a taste of you…” he commented, through the kiss.

without swallowing, you kissed rafe, moving your lips against his and released your tongue over his own. you were over the moon, both of them kissing you, tongue mixed with streams of saliva, and nasty spits.

you placed your hand through your slit, before pushing your fingers against rafe's mouth, forcing him to open wider while you do the same with your other hand with barry's mouth, feeding the two boys with your juice flowing around their hanged jaw. you rushed your digits further in their throat, as they gasped around them. you were so turned on, the way they were literally drooling like dogs over your hands was making you feel insane.

you slowly pulled out your hands as their faces got closer to each other, while watching them kissing through your dirty fingers. you watched them with a twisted smile, as rafe hand reached the throat of barry, his thumb running over his cheek. your gaze was focused on them, and your ears filled with the wet and horny sound of them licking each other. that was hot, and you hated how hot it was. “ are you gonna fuck or should i do it all the work myself ? ”

“ want to be fucked so bad ? ” cutted rafe.

“ is my legs open enough for you, rafe ? ” you said, teasing him flirty.

“ she's really asking for it. ” answered barry.

“ which one's gonna fuck me first ? ”

they both laughed at you as you said something very funny. you raised an eyebrow.

“ you're gonna take us.”

“ it's not gonna fit. ”

“ it's gonna fit. because that pussy is tired of being tight. ”

when they started fucking you it made the heat rise inside you. your whole body was horribly hot, their two cocks were both pressed and stuck in the same hole. you gripped the sheets with your fist, while they stretched your weeping pussy over and over, shoving every inch of their cocks into your soaking pussy. your head was spinning as you lost yourself completely, your flesh smushed onto the mattress. both wrecked your canal, and hitting every one of your spots. you felt strange spasms, a mixture of pleasure and pain as you trembl d and moaned under their thrusts.

“ don't fucking cry, you're the one who wanted those cocks inside you. was too mean to do what your pussy begged for ? too late. neither rafe nor i are going to stop. ” shouted barry while ramming his hips against you in a brutal stroke, making you whine harder.

“ pl-please…”

“ the only thing you need to “ please please ” is for us to fuck you even harder. ” continued the curtain bangs one with a sick smile around his lips.

rafe shutted you cries with a rough snap of his hips, his firm body slammed into yours, while barry next to him, pounded you in the same raw way. his hair was messy as yours, unbrushed and bouncing against his shoulders, as the air became more hotter. you were crying and panting for breath like a crybaby, tits swaying while your vision was getting blurred.

the kook one grabbed your face, hollowing your cheeks with his fingers, before spitting in your open mouth, watching his globe of saliva dripping from your glossy lips. inspired, barry spat on rafe's mouth, forbid him to swallow with his hand brushed on his partner jaw before letting the spit drooling over your mouth.

the pace sped up, as your pussy squeezed them like a vice, the room filled with the wet smacking sounds of your core getting speared roughly. they were fucking you deeply, your cunt dripping around them as they thrusted into you back and forth, all spots getting touch.

next position, you were bouncing on rafe's dick, big hand tugged on your hips, your ass jiggling against and slamming into his large spreaded thighs, as barry letting you suck on his dick. you were giddy, feeling overheated, messing everywhere on both of them. they were working on each part of your body, the overstimulation draining you.

“ suck it well, pretty thing.” he grabbed your jaw, his glare locked into your teary eyes. “ don't forget that you have still another free hole. and trust me, you don't want two cocks in. ”

your mouth found barry's cock, tongue out and wrapped around his crazy shaft, as you slowly pushed your muscle above his tip. you were now used to it, and sucked it directly to the throat, you spitting on it before licking to feel the size hitting the deep of your neck. you were like a dizzy free-use doll that were fucked to heaven.

you placed the dick of barry between your swayed tits that was unstoppable because of rafe's hard strokes on your sloppy cunt. your cunt that was actually filled by his large cock. before starting to pump the dealer with your boobs, you caged the painful boner in the middle of your breasts, and pressed them to the bulging girth before moving up and down quickly. when you heard his raspy grunts near your ears, his mouth and breath brushed your sensitive skin, you accelerated the pace, leaving him growling speechless.

few minutes later, he came around your neck, painting your flesh with white loads. rafe released his cum in you five minutes after, while kissing you, swallowing every breath of yours.

you fell on your back, completely exhausted. “ you guys…are crazy…”

“ just the beginning. ”

[ervotica]

Breathlplay with poly!rafebarry 🥹🥹

warnings; breathplay, choking, manhandling, brief mention of daddy kink, smut, p in v, 18+ ONLY

a/n; i'm so so inlove w rafebarry x spoilt princess reader (I fear they will become my new thing) n this made my heart (and pussy) happy to write! hope you enjoy lovely nonnie & thank u for the request! I apologise for the crappy writing :(

The hand clasped around your throat is a cruel one, an almost bruising grip around the delicate flesh of your windpipe. Rafe's cock drags against your gummy walls, squelching wetly as his hips rut and your hole drools against the trimmed pubic hair above his pelvis. Barry's fingers never loosen around your previously marked throat, blooming in dark spots where the boys have touched you with tongues and teeth.

You wheeze, limp fingers coming up in a half assed attempt to claw Barry away but he only sneers, stopping you short on your mission as he loops both of your hands in one of his larger ones and grouses meanly.

“'m not stopping, so fuckin' quit it.”

The rhythm in which Rafe's fucking into you is a great juxtaposition to Barry's lazy, languid movements; he's enraptured, utterly entranced as he tightens his fingers experimentally to watch your eyes roll; you fall lax against his chest and Rafe locks your flailing leg against the side of his pelvis, scoffing as you blink up at Barry with wide eyes until he takes pity and drags a messy kiss across the curve of your jaw.

"Daddy's girl," he gripes, pinching at the exposed flesh of your inner thigh as Barry's thumb coasts the hollow of your throat, pressing into the dimple beneath your chin until you're panting, nails pushing into the skin of his forearm in a desperate plea for a break.

"Ah- shit. Do that again," Rafe gasps, almost doubling over where he has himself perched back on his heels to watch your cunt part as he bullies his way into your guts. "She gets so tight when you choke her."

He rolls his eyes when you choke and sputter, curling in on yourself, muscles seizing and vision starting to tunnel. You're thumping at Barry's leg with as much force as you can muster, frustrated tears tickling at your waterline as he lets up but ignores your petulant whines, pushing his nose into the column of your throat to sink his teeth into the balmy flesh.

"Hey! That hurts," you warble wetly, but preen nonetheless when he soothes the bite with the pillowy flesh of his lips.

"Brat," Barry twines when you let your head roll onto his lap where you're situated between his thick thighs.

"Can barely keep your eyes open, kid," Rafe drawls, his body folding downward at the hips to smear a wet kiss across the crown of your skull. "Few more minutes 'nd then Barry 'll let you suck his cock, alright, princess?"

"Mmph," comes your garbled response, aching limbs stretching to wrap yourself around Rafe until he's got a lazy hand pressed to the base of your spine and you're lifted upright into his lap, arms thrown haphazardly over his broad shoulders. His cock nudges its way deeper in this new position, mushroom head nestled snugly against your cervix in a way that has you clinging white-knuckled to the taller boy's frame.

You let your head drop and tuck beneath Rafe's chin before you feel a tug and a sharp pull, the harsh motion dragging a soft whine from the base of your throat as Barry digs his chin into the juncture of your neck. Rafe mouths at the exposed skin, planting his feet to piston his hips up into you.

"Tell me how good it feels," he croons. "Tell me how fucked stupid the kook princess is."

He fucks up harder in to the sticky warmth of your pussy when Barry curls his fingers round your column once again and you droop and go soft like putty; Barry is forced to hold the weight of your torso, teeth bared in a grin when Rafe flips your pliable body, settling you neatly with your face in the dark haired boy's lap as he spreads your tired limbs to spear you deeper onto his dick.

"'s good," you slur, all words fucked out of your brain.

"I know, princess," Barry coos. "You just lay still and let country club do the work, yeah?"

[whenisthefall]

HELLO???? Why does this only have 300 likes?? I honestly don’t usually read stuff like this BUT IM SO GLAD I DID IT WAS SO HOT

The hand he had used to pull you into his lap slides under your shirt, and he chuckles when he finds no underwear. “I see you made this easy for-” he begins to say but he cuts himself off with a low groan when he feels how wet you are.

“Did you cum, baby?” You shake your head and he tuts, hiking your shirt up on your hips so it doesn’t slip down. “That just won’t do. After what you did, I think you’ve earned it.”

WHY DID THAT DO THE THINGS IT DID TO ME?? When I read that I just- I needed a moment that scene was just amazing

“I’ll take my fucking time if I want to, and I’ll fuck you how I want and you’re going to be a good boy and take it. Is that understood?”

PLEASE I UNDERSTOOD LOUD AND CLEAR THAT WAS SUCH A GOOD LINE

"I just need Barry, I need him to... I need." He grabs at his hair tight, obviously swiftly growing frustrated at his own inability to communicate.

he’s such a cute little boy and I just wanna give him all my love. like yes baby I need you too come here and let me take care of you

You nibble on your lip nervously, motioning over your shoulder to the bedroom. He moves to walk past him, but you stop him with a hand on his chest.

I’m sorry I don’t know why lines like this get me going to much but like- I can see it. I can see it in my head playing like a freaking movie and I love it

UGH THIS WAS SO GOOD. I’m sorry I was all over the place but thank you for your brilliant mind that came up with it and then actually writing it it was wonderful and definitely fulfilled my 1 am fanfic craving

Need

A/N: Okay so I will admit this is a little out of left field for me but I had the idea and had to write it and honestly I'm not sorry.

Description: Rafe needs to submit but Barry isn't home so the Reader has to step up.

Warnings: Rafe x Reader, Barry x Reader, Rafe x Barry, smut, light angst, light fluff, talks of cocaine, barely any plot, Sub!Rafe, Switch!Reader, Dom!Barry, pegging, praise kink, fingering (male and female recieving), spanking, sir kink, Rafe calls the Reader ma'am a couple times, female!Reader

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It’s about 12 in the afternoon when Rafe bursts in the door. You had been lounging on the living room couch, texting Barry while he’s on his lunch break when Rafe came rushing in. He stopped when he saw you but only for a moment, quickly moving on to the bedroom than the bathroom, obviously looking for something.

“Rafe, baby, what’s wrong?” You ask, unable to keep the worry from your voice, sitting up straight.

He pops back out of the bedroom, entering the bathroom with a slam of the door against the wall. “I’m looking for Barry.” He murmurs shakily and you immediately recognize the tone in his voice.

Without thinking about it, you shoot Barry a text saying 'rafes home he needs you' and then you toss your phone aside and stand, following Rafe down the hall.

He exits the bathroom, and you subtly step in the way of him returning back down the hall towards the exit, not wanting him to leave and do something stupid and knowing you would never be able to stop him with physical force. He subconsciously follows your urgings, striding back into the bedroom.

"I just need Barry, I need him to... I need." He grabs at his hair tight, obviously swiftly growing frustrated at his own inability to communicate.

You'd seen him like this a few times before, and Barry was always on top of it immediately, knowing what to do, what Rafe needed.

Rafe would come in, itching at his arms and saying that he needs, just needs something, needs Barry, he just needs and Barry would bend him over the nearest surface, ordering him around and manhandling him and praising him.

But Barry's not here and the last thing you need is Rafe tearing this house apart looking for coke when you both know Barry got rid of that shit, for him, a long time ago so he'd probably end up leaving and trying to get some somewhere else and shit what the fuck are you going to do-

And then it hits you.

"Rafe." You say his name in the most commanding tone you can muster, half expecting him to not listen to you, but instead, he snaps to attention, whipping around to look at you with wild, desperate eyes. "Bed now."

"Wha-"

"I said get on the bed, now." Your voice is stronger now as you grow more confident. Immediately the blonde boy scrambles onto the bed eager to obey.

"Undress yourself." You tell him, walking over to the dresser and opening the bottom drawer. In this drawer are your toys. In the beginning there had only been a couple things, easy to hide things that you could shove under piles of socks, but the more comfortable the boys got with you, and themselves, the more your collection had grown until you needed a whole own drawer for all your toys.

You clear your throat, reaching for the toy at the very back. "Color?"

"Green." He responds immediately, and you can feel a small smile tugging at your lips.

"Good boy." You praise, and can stop the shiver that runs down your spine when you hear him whimper.

In your hand you hold the gag gift Kelce and Topper had bought you last Christmas. It had sat at the back of the drawer, neither boys felt brave enough to bring up trying it and you sure as hell weren't going to bring it up first. In fact you had almost debated getting rid of it, seeing as it was just a gag gift collecting dust, but now you're glad you didn't because it was about to come in handy.

A strap-on.

You turn around, happy to see him completely stripped and laying on his back.

"Get on your hands and knees." You tell him, tossing the strap-on on the bed and beginning to strip yourself as you walk to the bedside table. You're completely naked by the time you reach, and he's on his hands and knees as you pull out a brand new bottle of lube.

You walk over to where the strap-on is, picking it up and stepping into it before adjusting the straps until it fits you snugly on the hips. Okay, so maybe you had done a little research on how to wear a strap-on. Just in case.

"I'm going to peg you, Rafe. Do you consent to this?" You ask as you pop the cap on the lube.

"Yes." He gasps, muscles flexing in his back and ass, hands tightening their hold on the blanket until his knuckles turn white.

You climb onto the bed, positioning yourself behind him and squirting a healthy amount of lube onto your fingers. "What's your safe word?"

"Pineapple." He says in a rushed voice, squirming a little.

You set down the closed lube so you can smack his ass with your fingertips. "No squirming."

"Yes ma'am."

Heat races up your neck and floods your face at the title, and you realize you quite like the sound of him calling you that is such a breathy voice.

You line up a finger with his asshole, applying light pressure until the ring of muscle begins to give and slowly the first finger slips inside. Thanks to the generous amount of lube, it's easier than you expected, and soon you're thrusting the one finger in and out with iase. You add a second finger, gentle so as not to hurt him, and he moans loud enough to drown out the cicadas outside.

"Please, ma'am, please please please please-"

"Use your words, baby boy," You chide, gently pinching the flesh of his ass-cheek. "Tell me what you want.

He makes a small hiccuping-gasping noise as he tries to find his words, worrying you for a moment but as you open your mouth to ask for his color he whines out "More, ma'am, please can you fuck me, please."

Unable to resist him, you speed up the process, scissoring your two fingers till he's loose enough to add a third, then grabbing the lube between your legs and popping the cap once more.

With probably anyone else you know you'd be worried about him not being stretched enough, but with Rafe you know the slight burn will ground him, and even add more pleasure, and you know he has no issue telling you if it starts to hurt too much.

You douse the dildo with lube until it begins to drip off then line the tip up with his entrance. He falls deathly silent, body stilling as he waits for you to make the next move.

You line up your hips, take a deep breath, then slowly begin to press into him. He falls forward onto his elbows, pressing his face into the blanket. You make sure to be gentle and slow to allow him to become accustomed to the intrusion, but you’re just about to get halfway in when he suddenly says, “Just do it already!”

Immediately you grab a handful of his hair, wrenching his neck back and slamming the dildo as deep as it can go.

He cries out, shuddering at the sudden feeling of being completely full, and you bring your hand down on his ass hard enough to make the skin red. “I’ll take my fucking time if I want to, and I’ll fuck you how I want and you’re going to be a good boy and take it. Is that understood?”

He nods rapidly, arching his back submissively, sliding back down to the sheets as you release his hair. You place two hands on his hips, carefully withdrawing then thrusting back in in a steady, increasing rhythm. You can tell when you hit his prostate, the muscles in his back spasming and a loud moan ripping from his throat.

“Good boy.” you praise, massaging the flesh of his ass and lower back. “Behaving so well, submitting so well for me.”

The skin of his shoulders and the back of his neck are already red, and only getting brighter and his breath has turned into pants mingled with breathy moans and you know he isn’t going to last long at all.

You speed up your thrusts, the slaps of your hips hitting his ass ringing out through the room as you target his prostate over and over again. You reach down, your thrusts only faltering for a moment, to wrap a hand around his penis.

The moment he feels you begin to move he shakes his head rapidly, whimpering out a weak “No.” before melting the second you touch him. “I’m not gonna last.” He whines, shame tingeing his voice. Obviously arousal overruns the shame because almost immediately he’s thrusting his hips in time with yours, chasing the climax quickly approaching.

The stress from whatever sent him into this spiral mixed with the intense desire to submit must have tired him out.

“Cum for me, Rafe.” You angle your hips to hit his prostate head on, using the most dominant voice you can muster in the moment. “Don’t you want to cum for me?”

The muscles of his ass and legs tense up, his whole body going still for a moment while you continue your thrusts, then he’s cumming with a low groan, warm liquid coating your fingers.

You slowly pull out of him, helping him to lower onto the bed, away from the cum spot. You wipe your hands on the blanket, then slide off the bed and remove the strap-on.

You grab tissues from the bedside table, the soft expensive kind gotten specifically for when the three of you have sex, and begin to clean him up, removing the cum and lube from his sweat-damp skin. You then toss the used tissues in the tiny wastebasket in the corner then gently pull the blanket out from underneath him. He doesn’t move to help you in any way, but allows you to move him as needed to remove the blanket from the bed and toss it in the corner of the room with the other dirty laundry.

You quickly walk to the kitchen, grabbing a water bottle and returning to the bedroom. You climb onto the bed, sitting next to your lover, intending to offer him the drink only to see he’s fallen fast asleep. Poor baby, he must have been more tuckered out than you realized.

After grabbing Rafe’s shirt from the floor and slipping it over your head you spend a minute collecting yourself and giving your legs a rest on the edge of the bed. You’re not used to being on the thrusting side of things, barely ever riding your partners seeing as they usually prefer you to be the one on your hands and knees, let alone fucking them. You’re startled by the sound of the door opening and shutting, and your eyes dart to Rafe’s face, but he doesn’t even twitch.

You stand slowly, testing your legs and after deciding they will indeed hold and you’re maybe being a little dramatic you quietly exit the room, not closing the door in case Rafe needs you.

Barry stands by the couch, holding your phone in his hands. His back is tense, and his expression worried, but the second he spots you he relaxes. He tosses the phone back onto the couch along with his own shit, meeting you in the middle to hug you. “Where is he?” he whispers.

You nibble on your lip nervously, motioning over your shoulder to the bedroom. He moves to walk past him, but you stop him with a hand on his chest.

“What?” he asks, but allows you to lead him to the couch.

You take a deep breath then explain what happened. How Rafe burst into the house, looking for him, how he was acting and how you barely had time to text Barry before you had to do something so he wouldn’t take off… and everything that came after that. By the time you’re done, you’re afraid you’re gonna break out into a sweat again from how embarrassed you are, unable to even look Barry in the eyes.

Barry grabs your chin, lifting your head to force you to look at him while his other hand pulls you into his lap so you’re straddling him.

“You did so well,” he whispers, lips close enough you can feel them brushing against your own, not quite kissing you yet. “Taking care of our boy like that, taking charge when he needed you. That was so strong of you.” The hand he had used to pull you into his lap slides under your shirt, and he chuckles when he finds no underwear. “I see you made this easy for-” he begins to say but he cuts himself off with a low groan when he feels how wet you are.

“Did you cum, baby?” You shake your head and he tuts, hiking your shirt up on your hips so it doesn’t slip down. “That just won’t do. After what you did, I think you’ve earned it.”

He rubs his hand up and down your outer thigh in a soothing motion, his other hand ghosts down, just barely bumping against your clit, and your hips jolt, chasing the contact. Barry grabs a hold of your thigh with one hand, the other locking tight around your waist to keep you still. “I got you, just relax and let me do the work.” He coos in your ear, comfortingly. “Don’t you want me to take care of you?” His voice drops an octave, mischievous but promising.

“Yes please, sir.” You whisper, doing your best to keep your hips from moving, choosing to tangle your fingers in the hem of your shirt to keep it up and to stop yourself from doing the work yourself.

He strokes the lips of your pussy tantalizingly. You whimper, hips seeking contact, but his other arm comes down to hold you in place. “Be patient,” he reminds you, “I'll take care of you.”

He gently nibbles on the skin of your neck as one finger enters you, thrusting in a little at a time. He adds a second one next, then a third, the stretch of his fingers stinging just enough to be pleasurable.

“Taking my fingers so well, little one,” He sighs in a low tone, fingers curling inside you to press against the spongy sweet spot deep in you. The heel of his hand presses to your clit, just as he applies the perfect amount of pressure to your g-spot.

You bite down on your lip hard, fingers digging into your hips, but you’re unable to stop yourself from arching your back. He smirks into your neck, obviously smug.

He scissors his fingers, stretching you and making you whine. His heel cants against your clit, and your hips jolt again, grinding down on him desperately.

“I’m sorry,” You gasp, hands slipping off your hips and catching on his biceps, digging into the muscle even harder and gaining a low groan in your ear, “I’m sorry, I just need to cum so bad-”

“It’s okay, baby,” he reassures, kissing below your earlobe, then kissing the earlobe itself, “I can feel you’re close. You’re close, aren’t you?”

You nod rapidly, moaning loudly as he increases the pressure on your clit. The tingling heat in your stomach builds and builds, heat rising through your entire body until it is almost unbearable and then it’s like a taut rubber band snapping.

You release hard around his fingers, hips stuttering against his hand uncontrollably and your nails raking against his bare arms.

He whispers reassuringly in your ear, cooing and telling you how good you are for him as you come down from your high. You relax into his chest, barely noticing as he pulls his hand from between you so he can use it to cup the back of your thigh. He lifts you up with a small huff, carrying you out of the living room and down the hall back to the bedroom. He tiptoes to the bed, slowly lowering you onto the sheet so as to not wake Rafe who still sleeps soundly. He kicks off his shoes before joining you, curling up next to you so you’re pressed between the two boys.

“What about you?” You whisper, barely able to keep your eyes open.

He shakes his head, leaning forward and pressing a kiss to your forehead. “Don’t worry about me, baby, just sleep now.”

Unable to resist, you let your eyes slide shut and you slip into a peaceful sleep.

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HP Rec Fest, Day 23

I can’t say soulmate AUs are among the things I read the most but every now and then I feel a soft yearning for that trope and I’m always open to new angsty interesting takes on it. I know this is a great comfort trope for many readers so I really wanted to do is justice at @hprecfest. I’m reccing two of my favourite authors, and I just realized that’s two Snarry recs in a row (you’d think I read this ship every other day which is def not the case as I’m very picky - I can picture Writ laughing at this 😂). Incidentally, both fics are 9k which means everyone will have two nice short treats to check before the Christmas Eve chaos. Oh, I’ve also recced a Rarry soulmate fic here, highly recommend it as well. Enjoy!

Day 23) a soulmate fic:

Drarry

swallow your words by @candybarrnerd (E, 9k)

The truth is, not many things are known about the magic that is behind soulmarks. They'll turn up when they want and not before. The truth is, you don't get a choice in your soulmark. The truth is, not everyone is okay with that.

what I really adore about this fic is that… they’re already there, right from the start. they fall for each other before Harry’s mark shows up (and of course it’s their first words to each other 🥺) and the lowkey angst comes from their sudden appearance and Draco’s not-so-receptive initial reaction to them. I say lowkey angst because the fic opens with such a gorgeous, intimate and tender lovemaking scene it’s impossible to believe they’re not already head over heels for each other - but learning that there’s someone “destined” for you out there brings implications and complications that Draco’s not yet ready to face. I love this take on the trope because that immediate panic and resistance to the whole soulmate concept is so relatable and raises a great question about predetermined x freely chosen love which I think it’s a fascinating and very mature discussion involving this trope.

Rare pair

A Universe of Searching Souls by @writcraft (Harry/Snape, E, 9k)

When the small, innocuous mark on Harry’s hip begins to cause him discomfort, he decides to go and visit the person who has a similar mark of their own. He’s fairly certain there must be some mistake, because the universe wouldn’t be daft enough to give Harry and Severus matching soul bond marks. Would it?

god help me, I’m so weak for Writ’s Snarry. this 9k fic actually feels longer thanks to the brilliant format and Harry’s compelling pov. I love the narrative style that highlights the passage of time through short (then not so short) vignettes covering Harry’s teenage and early adult years. he’s so lovely, earnest and tentative, a sharp contrast to this Snape who’s as insufferable and difficult - and therefore, perfect - as ever. I just reread this last night and am still howling at “I refuse to dismantle my wards for your stupid convenience Potter, you might as well stay the night” 😂 if you’ve read Writ’s other works you know their chemistry is deliciously addictive, charming and funny and full of blatant UST; the way Snape gets so easily undone by Harry’s eager honesty always gets me. for such a short story this is a masterclass in anticipation, and when they finally get there it’s hot af but also calm, intimate, familiar. definitely a must read!

[lumosatnight]

my year in fic - 2022

I was tagged by @the-francakes (x), @schmem14 (x), @broomsticks (x), and @danpuff-ao3 (x) for a fic roundup/2022 review/stats something or other, so I'm combining them all here.

2022 was definitely a year of fests. Fests fests fests fests!!! I joined and modded so many fests that I'm taking a month long break in January. But I also had SO MUCH FUN. Fests are addictive and there's a reason for that.

Alright, here we go. Let's start with some stats.

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Word Count: 151,378 (alas I did not make my goal of 200k but I'll take what I can get. That's still the length of a full length novel!)

Hits: 56,307

Number of Fics started and finished: 21 works (+ just as many double drabbles/microfics/minifics)

Number of WIPs started: um.... pass

Ships I wrote this year (not including background ships): um.... also pass. There's literally too many to list. I write so many ships it's hard to find a trend. But I guess I gotta answer.

Drarry (10), Wolfstar (4), Rarry (3), Parvender (3), Flintwood (3), Deamus (2), Linny (2), and Fred/George (2) eep

Favorite ship(s): Yo this is such a hard question. Idk EVERYTHING. Drarry, rare pairs, and femslash. That's my answer.

Least favorite ship(s): Fenrir ships. I just can't get into them, but also, I dare you to convince me.

AO3 Fic Writers/Artists/Creators/Readers who have inspired me and my writing this year: ohmygod sososososo many. I'd be so annoying if I tagged them all. Maybe I'll just pick a few

@broomsticks and @consistentsquash for their rec lists! AMAZING STELLAR PHENOMENAL. Jackie also leaves the absolute sweetest comments and Squash is the best hype person you will ever find. I strive to be more like Jackie and Squash.

@thistlecatfics, @bluesundaycake, @danpuff-ao3 for their wonderful characterization. The depth and grittiness to their fics floors me every time.

@the-francakes for her humorous writing and @vdoshu for their creativity. Seriously, you never know what Doshu is going to do next. Every one of Francake's fics makes me laugh.

@crazybutgood, @sugareey-makes-stuff, @anaxandria-writes, @digthewriter for their art. Every time I see their art, I just want to write and write and write because it's so inspiring. I also want to leave them a million and some kudos. Why won't AO3 let me live my best life 😭?

@schmem14, @articcat621, @paulamcg for their lovely comments and dedication to keep reading what I put out. I'm STILL surprised that people like my writing enough to keep coming back 😅

Everyone in the HP Saffics and Rare Pairs server who constantly bring up new ships and headcanons and I NEED TO WRITE THOSE RIGHT NOW. I love you all 💖

Now with stats out of the way, let's do a countdown of fics.

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5️⃣ Top 5 works I'm most proud of from 2022 (not necessarily my most popular)

Your Cigarette Smell [Sirius/Narcissa, E, 9.7k] — My fic for @hprarepairfest 2021! Which might be cheating a bit, but technically the fest ended in Jan of this year, and I love this fic so much that I really wanted to count it. But what could be better than Blackcest hate sex for the ages?

What is this, fucking Jeopardy? [Drarry, E, 20.5k] — Written for @hd-cluefest this year and an absolute blast! Cursed Draco and Curse-breaker Harry were a dream to write. This was my most popular fic from 2022!

Rosmerta's Special Brew [Andromeda/Rosmerta (but mostly gen), T, 6.0k] — My fic for @hpqueerfest that is a testament to queer joy and queer love. I love this fic with all my heart 💖

Call me baby (I'll be on the way) [Neville/Blaise, E, 6.3k] — Written for @hp-soulmates which I also modded 🙈. So much MISCOMMUNICATION and oblivious boys in love. Also filled with rare pairs galore!

Death and Undeath [Fred/George, E, 3.1k] — Written for @hpcestfest where I got to dip my toes into the Dead Dove scene. This is a fav of mine because I got to combine magic and science and wove it into George's desperation as he tries to bring Fred back to life.

4️⃣ Top 4 current WIPs that I'm most excited to release in 2023

Oh baby, here we go again. I'm SUPER excited for my fic for @dronarryfest 2023. I can't go into details because it's anon, but I am SO EXCITED.

I've started a longer Cissamione fic that I hope I get the chance to work on next year. Will it ever be published? We'll see.

Time travel Tomarry! I've read a lot of Tomarry but never really written it, so I'm trying it out for the first time.

Might finally continue my Drarry Squid Games-inspired fic. Maybe. Possibly.

3️⃣ Top 3 biggest improvements in my writing over the past year

Brevity: I think I'm finally getting the hang of cutting down scenes so I'm not info-dumping too much on the reader.

Confidence: I've definitely become more confident in my writing. I still wouldn't say I'm the best, but confident enough that I enjoy reading what I write.

Angst: I think I can write a fairly good angsty ficlet now. Fluff and smut, I might need to work on a bit more.

2️⃣ Top 2 resolutions (ways I wish to improve my writing/blog) for the new year

FINISH A LONGER WORK. I would love to actually finish something over 50k words and publish it chapter by chapter.

Cut back on fests (lol, yeah right) and make more room for myself. Be more mindful of my fandom limits and when to step back and take a break.

1️⃣ Number 1 favorite line I've written this year!

What if that was not the end?  Flip back to the beginning. Reink the quill. Rewrite the page.  Would that be enough to forget? Would that be enough to remember?

From White, the colour of flowers, my Drarry Hanahaki fic [M, 3.2k]. Lots of angst, multiple endings, and (un)requited love. I used this quote as a transition between sections, and it's still one of my favorites.

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Happy New Year! 💜💙💚💛🧡❤️

[twinklelilstarkey]

PLEASE MAKE MORE RAFE X READER X BARRY FICS ‘bike’ WAS SO GOOD IM BEGGING THERE ISNT ENOUGH RARRY X READER FICS ON HERE

I will definitely consider it! When it comes to Rafe, my focus right now will be only on the Tutor Series. We'll see what I feel inspired to write after I'm done with the story...

[gravelyordinary]

☆ info

he/him 19 fic blog bi my ao3

☆ fandoms harry potter, i don't know much about the marauders except for what's in canon so i will only write about them if requested to

☆ ships lunarry and romione mainly, but i also ship rarry and nevinny

☆ characters favs are the golden trio (especially ron), the silver trio (especially luna), fred and george weasley, neville longbottom, lily evans, james potter, remus lupin

☆ wrting will mostly write rated gen and teen, might write smut. i will be posting both on here and my ao3 account, however things like headcanons and 'x reader' fics will not be on my ao3.

[fivelakesinwriting]

could i please request a drabble with the "i hate everyone but them" with rafe or barry (or both) or topper, or really any obx character that you think would fit the bill? i am obsessed with your writing, that trope, and outerbanks and think it would be perfect

Thank you so much, baby xoxo

Author's Notes: If you give me option for Rarry, I will pick them every time. This somehow turned into a "Tease Rafe" fest...so...sorry if it got out of hand...I think it came back around. Let me know what you think if you have a moment. If you requested this - I hope you love it xoxo

Warnings: Swearing, Sexual references - Sexual innuendos, Smutty- ish * (daddy kink, biting/ marking, so much teasing, poly-relationship, dom! barry, tiny bit of jealousy? unprotected sex - please use protection, your choice which!)

Requested? YES! Requests for OBX are OPEN!

*My work is not to be transferred, copied, translated or reposted to any other sites without my permission. Please see my masterlist for all other works and warnings. Thank you! xoxo

If he could have, Barry would have left the Outer Banks years ago. If he had the foresight to what would have been coming his way when he arrived here, he probably would have never hitched a ride and let his roots grow.

He hated it here. At best he tolerated it. The people were stuffy and there was always something going on. Some sort of drama that he wanted no part of. The sense that the other shoe would drop was lurking around every corner, and he hated it. He never knew what to expect.

He was thankful for two people in his life that made the OBX seem less hellish, especially in the suffocating Summer. He couldn't believe he had been so lucky to have two people love him the way they did.

Barry was outside, just tidying up the yard for the first time in a few weeks. The Summer had been so hot. A stifling, almost unbearable heat that no one wanted to do anything outside. It was the first day in a long time that he made his way outside to kick around some of the branches and leaves that had fallen from the tree that shaded over the little hut they called home.

The windows of the small home were open, allowing the soft end of Summer breeze make it's way through the house and refresh the air within. As Barry made his way around the back of the house, near the bedroom they all shared, he halted as he heard a familiar giggle of Her.

"Rafe, don't!" Her laughed echoed over the property and into Barry's chest. He walked closer to the window at the back of the house and took a peak inside. He breathed out a smile as he saw his lovers rolling around on the bed together, as naked as he left them, tangled in sheets.

"I can't bite?" Rafe muttered as his hands disappeared beneath the sheets to pull her thighs up around his hips, his face buried in the crease of her neck.

"You leave big marks, baby." She breathed out as her nails pulled down his back to leave marks of her own.

Barry would never deny that he was usually the jealous type. If he was with someone then that person was hard-pressed to get time by themselves. He had a tendency to be a bit controlling, he knew that. So when the opportunity presented itself for him to be in a "throuple" he was beyond hesitant. He wasn't sure he had the capacity to share that love with two other people. He was afraid he would get jealous when it was just the two of them, and not him. But the deeper he got, the more he realized he loved being wrapped in the arms of two people. Or watching them together.

There was nothing he loved more than watching the two people he loved please each other, scream for each other while they begged for him to join them.

"You let Him bite. Why can't I?" Rafe growled as he pulled his face up from her neck and licked his lips, his weight held on his forearms.

Rafe Cameron, on the other hand, was a jealous son of a bitch who would never admit it. He would never admit that even if it turned him on, he was jealous when it was just Barry and Her rolling around in bed together. It made Rafe jealous that Barry could sink his teeth into her skin, and he couldn't. He was too rough, lost control in the heat of the moment too often.

"You know why, Country Club." Barry stated firmly as he tapped his knuckles firmly on the window frame to get their attention.

"Daddy, come in here with us." Her smile was wide as she turned over in Rafe's arms then crawled towards the open window behind the bed. She trailed her fingertips down the screen of the window as she sat pretty and naked in front of him, her neck covered in his own soft bite marks and a few of Rafe's harsher ones.

"Be there in a second. Don't let him bite you like that. Put him in that choke hold I taught you." Barry grinned sending her a wink, placing his palm flat on the dirty window screen before he walked away. As he brushed his hands on the legs of his coveralls his smile grew as he heard Rafe's yell through the open window.

Don't, baby! Ah - fuck! Why did he teach you this!

Barry made his way into the house once more, his lover's play fighting in the bedroom getting a little louder and a little closer. He washed his hands in the kitchen sink then took his time walking down the hall. He leaned against the door frame of their bedroom and breathed out a laugh when he found them tangled in bed again.

"Woman, what are you doing to him? That's not the move I taught you." Barry laughed, his hands in his pockets as his eyes scanned them on the bed.

She was perched on top of Rafe who laid on his back with his hands behind his back. She straddled the small of his back, sitting on his hands with one of her hands rooted in his hair as the other reached forward, walking across his chest.

"Came up with a new one." She smirked over at him as she gave Rafe's hair a pull, making him groan. Barry breathed out a laugh as he walked over to the bed, his hands resting on the edge of the mattress as he leaned over to be near her lips.

"You know, I think he likes it more than you think he does." Barry mumbled as reached a hand up to push some of her messy hair off her face.

"Dude, get her off me. She's stronger than she looks." Rafe groaned as he struggled under their girl, his neck strained to see what was going on above him.

"C'mon, Country Club. Seen you take down dudes bigger than her. You can do it." Barry taunted as he pushed himself off the bed, and rounded the mattress as he unzipped his coveralls.

"I don't wanna hurt her." Rafe breathed out, his response shaky and he clenched his fists underneath her as he turned his face, pressing his cheek against the sheets.

"You won't hurt me, baby." She cooed as she pulled her nails down his back to make him shudder.

"And if you do hurt her, I'll kill you." Barry grunted as he pulled his tank top over his head, and dropped it to the floor. He stepped out of his coveralls then crawled into bed with his lovers, kneeling beside their girl and Rafe while he squirmed.

Barry inhaled sharply as he saw the raised skin on her backside, the distinct mark of Rafe's teeth marked into her sweet skin. He shook his head as he leaned forward and grabbed the finely sculpted jawline of the boy face down on the bed as he whined.

"Left some nasty marks on our girl there, Baby Boy." Barry stated firmly, his eyebrows knit together as he scanned Rafe's face before he zeroed in on the exaggerated pout he wore.

God, he couldn't handle a bit of teasing. Even from Her, and she was the nice one in their relationship.

"M'sorry." Rafe muttered as he tried to pull his face out of Barry's grip, his feet kicked up behind him to try and knock the girl off of him as gently as he could.

"Be gentle. Got it?" Barry ordered as he removed his grip on Rafe's handsome face, but pointed his index finger menacingly at him.

"Understood." Rafe nodded his breath so heavy with anticipation, frustration, he thought he might pass out.

"C'mere, woman. Let the man catch his breath." Barry smirked as he sat up on his knees and held his hand out of for the woman still perched so pretty on top of Rafe's back. When she took his hands, her body turned towards him, Barry tugged her off of Rafe and into his arms.

"You smell like sweat and dirt." She whispered, her arms and legs wrapped around him tightly as he placed her in his lap.

"Thought that's what you liked about me. That, and I keep this one in line for us." Barry nodded over her shoulder towards Rafe who was slowly sitting upright, pushing his hands through his hair with a huff.

"I help, too." She replied with a quick look over her shoulder at Rafe before she turned back to Barry and tugged at his hair, pulled back and falling out by the second.

"Got a different technique than me, but yeah." Barry chuckled as he ran his calloused fingertips down her soft spine and watched intensely as her eyes closed, and her hips rocked in his lap.

"But yours is the best." She shivered as she pressed her own fingertips to his jawline, her forehead dropped to his as she bounced in his lap a little.

"Think so?" Barry muttered as he held on to her hips as she rolled them in little circles. He could feel Rafe's eyes on them, the jealousy rising in the younger man and mingling with the frustration.

"Yes, Daddy." She whispered as she wrapped her hand around the necklace that hung low on his chest.

"Baby Boy is a little jealous. You look so pretty bouncin' in my lap, but all he got was his hands behind his back." Barry teased as he pressed one of his hands flat against her back as the other lazily beckoned a sour looking Rafe over to them.

"Not jealous." Rafe grumbled as he propped himself up on the pillows next to Barry, propped against the wall under the window. He let their girl reach her hand out to him, her hand over his heart as she shifted in Barry's lap.

"You are, baby. Don't be. I love you both." She whispered, eyes wide as Barry reached between them to guide her down onto his manhood that had been pressing at her entrance.

She gasped as Barry settled inside of her completely, releasing a throaty groan of his own. She wrapped one arm around Barry's neck to bring his head down to her shoulder as the other hand slowly walked up Rafe's chest to his handsome face, and thumbed at bottom lip.

"Kiss me. Don't pout, or I'll sit on your hands again." She breathed out with a smile as she ran the pad of her thumb over Rafe's bottom lip while she followed the rhythm Barry created for her.

"Had your fun. Gonna put your hands behind your back next." Rafe growled as he bit at the tip of her thumb, then surged forward to kiss her lips. She gasped into his mouth as Barry hit that sweet spot inside of her and Rafe couldn't help but moan, too.

"So pretty. Does it feel good, sweetheart?" Rafe breathed as he reached for her hair and gave a soft tug. He watched as her eyes rolled back, Barry's groan bouncing off the bare walls of the house as she circled her hips a little wider, a little faster.

Days when it was just the three of them together, nothing but their love surrounding them, were seldom these days. It seemed there was always a problem around a corner for them to face, but Rafe knew they could face it together.

"Love you." She whispered as she tugged at the gold chain around his neck to bring him in for a kiss.

"Love you, too. Both of you." Rafe grunted as he pressed his lips to hers over Barry's shoulder.

Barry groaned with his release, pulling her off of his lap to rest her on her back as he leaned into Rafe. As he released a heavy breath he took a few seconds to recover, and take in his surroundings.

He fucking hated the Outer Banks. Big houses with fake people inside them at the centre of the island, while people on the outskirts starved trying to make ends-meet. But the people in his bed? He hated everyone but them. He loved them. He would die for them.

"Alright, woman. Get up. Teach you how to put Baby Boy in that choke hold again." Barry smirked, his bottom lip tucked under his silver tooth as he extended his hand to the girl to pull her up once more.

Hotties:

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*tag list is open, please let me know if I forgot you or you would like to be added/removed from particular posts. I've removed the people that don't pre-populate :(

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❨ padma patil 𐐪𐑂

❨ parvati patil

❨ daphne greengrass

❨ astoria greengrass

❨ nymphadora tonks

❨ narcissa black

❨ andromeda black

❨ bellatrix lestrange 𐐪𐑂

❨ lily evans

❨ marlene mckinnon 𐐪𐑂

❨ remus lupin

❨ pandora lovegood

FANASTIC BEASTS AND WHERE TO FIND THEM

❨ tina goldstein

❨ queenie goldstein

VICTORIOUS

❨ jade west 𐐪𐑂

❨ cat valentine 𐐪𐑂

❨ tori vega

DC

❨ diana prince

❨ harley quinn 𐐪𐑂

❨ pamela isley

❨ dinah lance

❨ helena bertinelli

❨ kara danvers

MARVEL

❨ wanda maximoff 𐐪𐑂

❨ natasha romanoff

CRIMINAL MINDS

❨ emily prentiss 𐐪𐑂

❨ jennifer jareau

❨ elle greenaway 𐐪𐑂

❨ jordan todd 𐐪𐑂

❨ tara lewis 𐐪𐑂

❨ penelope garcia

❨ ashley seaver

❨ cat adams 𐐪𐑂

STAR WARS

❨ leia organa

❨ padma amidala

❨ qi’ra

❨ mara jade

❨ ahsoka tano

❨ jyn erso

♥︎ ships i write:

blurbs or headcanons, more ships included in the 'x reader' section. no smut for mlm ships as i'm a girl and am also not comfortable.

HARRY POTTER

❨ pansmione

❨ dransy

❨ panstoria

❨ linny

❨ hinny

❨ lunsy

❨ romione

❨ fleurmione

❨ daphsy

❨ drastoria

❨ pavender

❨ wolfstar

VICTORIOUS

❨ jori

❨ cade

❨ catorade

CRIMINAL MINDS

❨ jemily

❨ temily

❨ prentiway

❨ jemelle

❨ jelle

❨ jenelope

❨ catsey

♥︎ ships i write 'x readers' for:

smut fics, blurbs/concepts, or headcanons ─ if your ship is not included in the previous section, i won't write for it alone. i'll only write poly fics for ships that have a *

HARRY POTTER

❨ dransy*

❨ pansmione*

❨ panstoria*

❨ lunsy*

❨ linny*

❨ huna*

❨ hinny*

❨ ginsy*

❨ romione*

❨ dramione

❨ fleurmione*

❨ fredmione

❨ georgemione

❨ ronsy*

❨ ravender*

❨ drarry

❨ rarry*

❨ daphsy*

❨ drastoria*

❨ harmione*

❨ remadora

❨ belladora

❨ bellansy*

VICTORIOUS

❨ jori*

❨ cade*

❨ cori*

❨ catorade*

DC

❨ harlivy*

CRIMINAL MINDS

❨ jemily*

❨ temily*

❨ prentiway*

❨ jemelle*

❨ jelle*

❨ jenelope*

❨ catsey*

♥︎ things i won’t write:

your request will be rejected if it's any of these. if it says male, i’m ok writing it for female characters.

❨ real people fics (any celebrity x reader)

❨ sibling or otherwise family reader

❨ incest (including threesomes/twincest)

❨ detailed triggering topics

❨ pregnant reader (not comfortable, sorry!!)

❨ male slapping or spitting kink

❨ anything an*l

❨ soulmate AUs

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[acnelli]

Fic Writer Interview

Thank you to @accio-broom for the tag!

Name: acnelli, but you can just call me Nelli

Fandoms I write for: I only write for Harry Potter. I started a Twilight fic ten years ago (don't judge me), but quickly dismissed it, because it was terrible. Plus, I shipped Edward/Leah and Bella/Leah, so I was surprised I got reviews at all.

As for my HP ships, Romione and Rarry (surprise!). I loved Romione since reading the books and knew they would get together since book 1. I craved more of their story, and if I have the time (which I don't really, atm), I read these two in every possible universe and trope. Through Tumblr I also joined the HPRomione Discord which is one of my favourite "places" to be. Lots of great creators promoting their stories/art there, offering help, and plotting stories together. Not just a great place for creators, btw. It's great for Romione-shippers in general (and multi-shippers are welcome as well. The mods work hard to make the server welcoming to everyone. It's focused on Romione, of course, but you won't get ridiculed if you ship Ron and/or Hermione with other people as well).

Okay, I did not plan to promote this sever so much, but here I am. You'll also find that I don't have much to say to the following points, so it's okay that this is a little longer.

Tumblr also introduced me to the Rarry ship (mainly @booigi-boi and @headcanonsandmore are responsible for that;)). I discovered some of my all time favourite stories through that ship, and while I always loved their bromance, it's just so easy to add romance to their wonderful dynamic. It's a rare pair, but we're responsible for our own fandom experience, so I decided to host the @2021harryronfest.

As for my other HP ships: pretty much all canon ships, especially Hinny and Remadora. But I also like Perciver, Linny, Wolfstar, Deamus and Golden Triad.

Two-shot: Well,...looking at my 16 one-shots.

Most popular multichapter: I planned some. And I really intend to write them, but the reasons why I rather sign up for 100 Fests, instead of writing my multi-chaps, I'll explain down below.

Worst part of writing: That I've got no time for it. I'm much more of a reader than a writer anyway, but finding the time and the motivation to write, is hard for me these days. Plus, I have to be in a specific mood for writing. I can't just sit down and tell myself to write something.

How you choose your titles: Is it weird, that I can't answer that? I usually come up with it while I write the story.

Do you outline: I almost never do. I wrote only one-shots so far, so there isn't much outlining required. With a multi-chap I should definitely do it, but I know myself. I just start writing and add things as I go. I'm lazy when it comes to writing, and just wing it (call me Ron Weasley).

Ideas I probably won’t get to but it would be nice: I'm kind of obsessed with a HP x The Queen's Gambit crossover idea of mine. I want to make Ron an orphan (yeah, that's the first hurdle I have to overcome for this...killing all the Weasleys. I don't think I can) and for his own protection they put him into a Muggle orphanage where he grows up with Beth. Together they master chess, and I kind of want to tell their stories about them growing up together and becoming each other's only family, about their time when they're apart (Ron goes to Hogwarts, Beth gets adopted), when they reunite again, them forming this sibling bond. A very different AU, so I've got two problems: world building and chess. I'm terrible at both things, so this probably will get very inaccurate and messy.

Callouts @ me: Don't put yourself down so much. You are better than you think. Your writing might not be top notch, but you're not half bad either.

Best writing habits: I think that I come up with really good ideas sometimes, and there are just some lines I'm super proud of. They come to me at random moments, and I always find a way to work them in.

Spicy tangential opinion: I have yet to be brave enough to write smut. But I love the read the realistic kind (nothing against pwp kind of stories. I would be a liar if I said I only read realistic sex scenes). And I think communication is key. No one is a natural at this, and logically the sex should get better over the years, because of communication! Sex is messy, sticky and awkward. And it's on both (or more) parties to figure everything out together. That's the kind of " imperfection" I love to read.

Idk who got tagged already, so I'll tag @constitutionalweasleymonarchy, because I read some great stories of her just yesterday.

[lumos-solemn]

Fics List

One-Shots:-

1) Good Morning :- Ron wakes up to find his sister Ginny in his and Harry's house, that too in Harry's clothes.

2) Final Adieu :- An 89 year old Harry wakes up like usual but realises it is not his home. He has died the previous night. (Rarry Brotp)

3) The Talk :- Harry and Ron have a talk about Ron and Hermione. After War fic. (Rarry Brotp)

4) Angst :- Hermione's life is in danger. Ron blames Ginny for this. Later Harry comforts Ginny in his own way. (Hinny fic)

5) Its LeviOusa, Not LevioSsa :- Hugo and Lily is excited to return to Hogwarts after their Christmas vacation. They just can't stop talking about what they learnt. (Golden Trio fic)

6) Al's Dilemma :- Albus's two best friends can't stop bickering and he is done with them. But when he tells this to Harry, He can't help but remember HIS 2 best friends. (Golden Trio and Next Gen Fic)

7) Memories :- Its Teddy's seventeenth birthday and everyone is enjoying in the burrow. Harry couldn't help but recall his own Seventeenth birthday, celebrated between a war. (Golden Trio)

8) Best Mates :- Harry and Ron can't sit without seeing each other for more than 24 hours. And Ginny is jealous? (Golden Trio, Hinny & Romione)

9) Peace :- Harry and Hermione having a normal conversation after war. (Harmione Brotp, Drabble)

10) Potty & Weazzy :- Harry Potter has kissed Ginny Weasley, the sister of his best friend and when the rumors spread about Harry Potter kissing a Weasley, People couldn't help but wonder how did they not see that coming considering Harry Potter always hang out with Ronald Weasley. (Hinny)

11) Moving On :- The war is over, so is the threat of the Dark Lord lurking around Muggles and Muggle-borns. When everyone's finally safe, Harry couldn't help but think about a certain Muggle Family with whom he spent almost 16 years of his life - The Dursleys. Though unwillingly, They had kept him with them and thereby strengthening the protective shield around him and unknowingly keeping him safe. So, Harry decides to take a visit to them and ensure that they are leading their 'Normal' life. (After War)

12) Trials Of Life : When Hermione found it difficult to tell something to Ron, She didn't know whom she should confide in until her other best mate shows up. (Harmione Brotp)

13) Level 1 Mischief Makers : Harry, Ron and Hermione really needed a break, so they broke into Hogwarts. Reliving memories, they called it and they did. *Ron didn't quit Aurors* (Golden Trio)

Two-Shots:-

14) Birth Of Rose Weasley : Hermione goes in early labour and Ron is not home. (Harmione Brotp)

15) The Weasley Girl : Scorpius has gone for his first year at Hogwarts and when he comes home for Christmas, he cannot stop talking about a certain red-headed Weasley whose brother is his recent best friend. (ScoRose)

1) Giving Up (Harry potter X Reader) : You and Harry have been in a relationship for a while. 6 months into your relationship, you realise something. (No Voldemort or boy who lived drama.

[dr4cking]

whEezy SupremAcy🤗🤗🤗✨✨✨✨

you know as long as they're still fucking and being in love

i just care about them there's a reason i have 100+ rarry fics bookmarked

thanks to dobby 🥺👉👈

LMAOOOO HAHSHSHAHAHA being in love 🥺🥺👉👈💕💕

woohoo i once read this story reader x ron x harry and its just chefs kiss 😚🤌✨

[libraryofcinta]

i just realised i sent the ss aidjdksjwk that was just for me anyway-

i did shut up i died 😞

nov 3 nO way i got in like 10 days 😃 rip 💔💔😞😞😔🔪 ok so like u use character tags and relationship tags and additional tags like ‘fluff, cuddling, blood’ stuff like that and if people go to character tag/relationship tag they’ll prob finnddd like when i go thru rarry tag i see mine sometimes bc (for me at least) it’s in recently posted fics ksjskdjd and if they go through specific tags then it’ll be easier to find yours

if you write a fic for a character/pairing but it has other characters/pairings but the focus isn’t on them don’t add the skin or pairing/character tags at first bc if ppl do ‘otp:true’ to find fics which have what pairing/character they’re looking for they won’t come across yours lol

u finish a fic and then kudos if you like it comment if you aren’t a silent reader, the hits thing is how many people have read it or at least clicked on it lolakskdjsk

yes you can post from phone i’ve posted two fics from there aksjsjwj also i didn’t know this and knowing helped me a lot so ima tell u but when you paste everything in the html place and click on rich text for the formatting (to add italics and stuff) then you can just select all and paste again after deleting it so formatting is already thereee sorry if this was confusing lmao but when ur invitation is accepted there’s this guide thing that pops up u can check it out

i think getting hits/kudos on ao3 is easier because people use it more and dont have to reblog or anything (as most tumblr users don’t do 😔) and like fics don’t ✨ die ✨ i still get emails from fics i posted months ago lmao most hits i’ve gotten is 700 smth and they aren’t even that good jssjjjahs yours are and even tho x reader isn’t that popular on ao3 you’re going to *bird movement dez does all the time* fly and if you’re NOT gonna post x reader fics then you will still *bird movement thing again* fly

pls nov 3 arent they crazy i have to wait a month to get in </3 officially rip <3

dang thats a whole ass explanation but i got it all after i got the invitation ill posted on ao3 too hope it didnt flop if its x reader KDNXSKSJDN ill add many tags on that for sure 🤣🤚 yeah kudos sounds more good than the reblog thing it made us feel less anxious about it but we still can see how many people have clicked on our fic right?

ill be posting from my phone hopefully after i got the invitation bs they guide me through it BSHSJSBSHS or ill ask u

woah 700 ?? bye i totally wanna do this HAHSHSHAHHAHA congrats on it tho i def gonna do this SNXHSKSJNS it sounds tempting ✨ FLY I WILL FLY *bird movement*

[lumos-solemn]

Hi! Thanks For The Tag dear. I just wanted to say I loved your 'Not a Harpy' and 'Naming Albus Severus' so much. That was really good.

I joined Tumblr only a few months ago and I haven't written much. But those which fics which I am self satisfied with are :-

1) The Talk :- Its a fic which I wrote out of nowhere and it turned out well. I am a sucker for Rarry Brotp and Golden Trio fics. So, Its about Harry and Ron having a conversation about Ron and Hermione being together. I personally think it is pretty good and has some good Rarry Brotp moments.

2) Al's Dilemma :- I have always liked ScoRose more than ScorBus. I found ScorBus brotp more interesting than them as a couple. I kind of imagined Albus getting annoyed due to ScoRose fights and being in a similar situation like his father and Harry helping him out. The fic is basically about Albus sharing his worries with Ron and Harry.

3) Giving Up {Harry Potter X Reader} :- 2020 was a year full of experiments for me and this was also one of them. I never read Reader fics. I usually gets uncomfortable reading them. But then, I had this idea about an AU with no Voldemort drama and Harry being a normal child dating you and then realising he loves Ginny and all. Its pretty dramatic but This is my favourite one till date. It actually contains 2 parts and is pretty good.

4) Memories :- I wrote this one long ago. Before I started using Tumblr. I used to write HP fics and not publish it. But then when I started Tumblr, I started publishing some of my old ones from my Word and this was one of them. Its a short one. Golden Trio based. Its about Harry seeing Teddy at his 17th birthday and wondering if he was also such a small boy when he went into run with his best mates.

5) The Return :- This fic was a result of my temper. I was mad at my sister and to relax myself, wrote this one. I thought this was Shit but when I read it later, It was pretty good and I published this. Like I said, I love Rarry Brotp so much, so this is basically one when Harry and Ron talking about Ron's changed behaviour after he went to Australia with Hermione.

Thank You! This was actually fun. It was like a reminder that I did write some good content. So, I am tagging some of my favourite creators :- @adenei @headcanonsandmore @clarensjoy @jiilys @sweeethinny

Hope you will have fun too.❤️

2020 Creator Wrap: Favourite Works

Rules: It’s time to love yourselves! Choose your 5 (ish) favourite works you created in the past year (fics, art, edits, etc.) and link them below to reflect on the amazing things you brought into the world in 2020. Tag as many writers/artists/etc. as you want (fan or original) so we can spread the love and link each other to awesome works!

Thanks so much for the tag @theroomofreq!!

1. Perfect Christmas/Not A Harpy- I have always adored the idea of a hinny best friends to lovers au, and one day, I wrote Not A Harpy, and I just couldn't leave it there. Then with the season's greetings, I thought how amazing it would be if they got together on Christmas and Perfect Christmas was born!! I love this universe so much that I'm pretty sure I'll write one shots in it every so often!

2. The First Train Ride- It is the first of a series of one-shots taking place in the Marauders Era, and I enjoyed writing it so much! Of all the fics that I've written, it remains one of my favourites!

3. Snowball- It takes place in an au universe where there was no war, and everyone is alive and has one of my favourite tropes of having Hermione as Harry's actual sister. I really liked writing Harry playing with friends, Ginny as a mischievous child, and their snowball fights!!

4. Naming Albus Severus- Ever since reading the epilogue, I also wondered how on earth that name came to be. Then, an idea with George shenanigans popped into my mind. He felt like such a refreshing character with so much possibility for causing chaos, and it was so much fun exploring that.

5. Movie Dates- I love Harry Potter and I love the Avengers. So it's no surprise that I wrote this ridiculous fic where Harry and Ginny dress up like dorks and meet at the Infinity War premiere. It's the first time I published one of my stories with OCs, and it was definitely very self-indulgent :)

I have no idea who all have already been tagged! If they're interested in playing, I'm tagging these lovely creators: @clarensjoy @fightfortherightsofhouseelves @better-than-firewhisky @lumos-solemn @freshpickledtoads @dramadiariess and anyone who'd like to participate!!

[fivelakesinwriting]

Request, Barry and Rafe having you grind on one of their dirt bikes while revving it and this all started because they heard you let out little whimpers when they were driving previously

Author's Notes: I am kindly requesting that one of these fine men take me for a ride...on their dirt bikes? Yes. That's the one.

Warnings: Sexual references - Sexual innuendos, Smutty* (Teasing, mostly)

Requested? YES! Requests for OBX are OPEN!

*My work is not to be transferred, copied, translated or reposted to any other sites without my permission. Please see my masterlist for all other works and warnings. Thank you! xoxo

She laid out in the hot sun while Barry tinkered around on his dirt bike. There wasn't a cloud in the sky that day, and he was beyond thankful for the coverage of the trees as he worked on his bike, although she was like a lizard on a hot rock spread out in the sun.

"You gonna burn." He called out to her as he riffled through his tool bag, his eyes moving from his bike to the woman in a poor excuse for a bikini on his front lawn.

"I don't burn." She replied confidently as she rolled onto her stomach, her feet kicked in the air as she looked over at him in his coveralls crouched at the back wheel of his bike.

"Alright. Well, don't come crying to me tonight when you turn redder than that bikini." Barry grinned with a tilt of his head.

"Don't lie, Barry. You would feel sorry for me." She smiled over at him, her sunglasses pulled down the bridge of her nose to bat her eyelashes at him.

Barry stood up from his crouched position and slowly made his way over to the girl in the broken down lounge chair in the sunlight. He looked down at her, then down the dirt path that led to his secluded home.

"Stand up." He ordered, extending his hand to her.

"I just turned over." She replied, her brow furrowed at him.

"Don't care." Barry shrugged, his fingertips gently wrapping around her wrist, warmed from the sun and tugging her upright.

"I don't want to see your stupid bike, Barry." She whined as she pulled her wrist from his and crossed her arms over his chest, her hip popped to one side.

"No?" He grinned while he ran his thumb over the scruff on his top lip as he heard the familiar sound of the other dirt bike come down the path towards his house.

She turned on her heel and looked towards the path where He would be entering, one hand behind her back while the other was high above her head waving at him.

"Hi, Rafe!" She smiled as she wiggled her fingers at the younger man in soft blue Polo, his bike slowing down right in front of his lovers.

"Hey." Rafe breathed out as he removed his helmet, eyebrows raised and a nod tossed at the dark haired man across from him.

"Missed you." She stated as she leaned over his handle bars to kiss his lips.

"Me, too. C'mere." Rafe nodded with a pat to the seat of his bike in front of him.

"Oh my god. You, too? Yes, you both look hot on your bikes. I don't want to go for another ride. The other day with Barry with terrifying enough." She sighed as she adjusted the cups of her bikini then turned to walk away from them.

"That's not what I heard." Rafe replied as he grabbed hold of her wrist and tugged her towards him so she was pressed right up against his knee.

"Oh? What did you hear?" She asked as she fiddled with the buttons of his Polo shirt. She heard Barry scoff behind her, but she didn't pay it any attention as Rafe ran his fingertips over the bowed strings of her bikini.

"I heard that you whined like a needy little slut the whole ride around the wharf." Rafe growled as he pulled at the string at her right hip, one single loop keeping it together, and admired her tan lines.

Her mouth fell open as she looked at the sandy haired man. She pushed her sunglasses up over her eyes to glare at him, then looked over her shoulder at the man behind her as he tinkered with his own bike.

"Don't look at me. Shredded my back before I even got you home to bed." Barry grumbled his eyes fixed on the task in front of him and not at the girl gawking at him, begging for backup.

"That settles it. Come here." Rafe grunted as he grabbed her hips and lifted her onto the bike, her back to his chest as she sat between his legs. He pressed one palm to her stomach to keep her in place the other hand reached forwards for the handles of his bike.

"Rafe! What are you doing?" She gasped as she grabbed at his wrist as he pressed against her stomach while he reached for the throttle of the bike, ready to rev the engine.

"My turn to take you for a ride. Sit still." Rafe mumbled in her ear as the bike vibrated with the rev of the engine and she dug her nails into his skin.

"Told you she liked it, Country Club. Do it again." Barry grinned as he made his way over from his spot behind his own back and slowly walked over to the couple on the motorcycle. He kept his eyes on the girl and the way she squirmed, her hips moving to the rev of the engine.

"Do you like it?" Rafe inquired low enough for just her to hear over the sound of the engine around them, her whimpers getting louder by the second as he held her in place.

"Yeah." She whined as she rolled her hips, following after the little currents of pleasure that were coursing through her body. Her eyes were on Barry as he stood in front of the handle bars, his own eyes on her hips as they rolled on the seat in front of Rafe.

"Thought you didn't like our 'stupid' bikes." Barry grinned as he placed both of his hands in the center of the handle bars, covered in grease from his motorcycle, and watched both his lovers while their bodies rolled on the seat.

Rafe breathed out a laugh his eyes quickly flickering from her hips below them, to the man in front of them with his bottom lip tucked beneath his silver tooth. Barry raised his eyebrows at the Kook and nodded.

"Get inside." Rafe ordered as he turned off his bike and grabbed hold of her jawline to turn her face to look back at him.

"Wha- Rafe." She panted while she rested her head back on his shoulder, feeling robbed of the orgasm she had been so close to.

"Go." Rafe ordered as he lifted her up off the bike again to place her on unsteady feet, the wobble in her knees obvious to both men. They grinned at each other as they watched her stumble towards the small house, only one tie of her bikini still done up.

Rafe got up off of his bike and stood next to Barry, wrapping an arm around his shoulders as they both followed their woman inside prepared to make her pay for lying about their "stupid" bikes.

Hotties:

@starkey-babie @barrysjumpsuit @fashion-fasting @vintageobx @babeyglo @sodasback @rottenstyx @whcclxr @pogueslandia @soph0864 @plutooryectors @beauvibaby @rafecameronspolo

*tag list is open, please let me know if I forgot you or you would like to be added/removed from particular posts. I've removed the people that don't pre-populate :(

Please let me know what you think if you have a moment! Thank you so much xoxo

Requests for OBX ARE OPEN!

[fivelakesinwriting]

very clumsy reader with poly rafe and barry

Author's Notes: On a hot day in the OBX, Rafe loses his cool... If this was your request I hope you love it - Thank you xoxo

Warnings: Drugs - use and mentions of, Swearing, Angst (honestly I went with it and it turned out with way more angst than I intended..) *One mention of daddy? is it worth a warning? fine..

Requested? YES! Requests for OBX are OPEN!

*My work is not to be transferred, copied, translated or reposted to any other sites without my permission. Please see my masterlist for all other works and warnings. Thank you! xoxo

They were quiet. It was too hot to be anything else in that small little bungalow. It baked in the sun and trapped heat like an oven on the hottest days in the Summer, making even the most chipper of people miserable when they were inside of it.

She laid on the tattered old couch in just her underwear and one of their shirts, she couldn't remember who she took it from at this point. She pushed her sweaty hair off of her forehead and tossed a sigh to the ceiling.

"Bring me my bong, sweetie?" Rafe grumbled from his spot, slouched in the armchair on the opposite side of the living room. His shirt long thrown over the back of the chair, and his pants unbuttoned.

"That's a bad idea." Barry muttered from the kitchen as he weighed out bags of orders for his clientele. He hoped by the time people came by in the evening the house would be cooled off, and the two of them would have more clothes on.

Not that he particularly minded.

"It's fine. Sweetie, bring it over." Rafe scoffed as he sat up a little straighter and beckoned her over with one hand.

She sat up on the couch a grimace on her face as she felt the sweat roll down her back. She tossed her legs over the side of the couch and reached for the expensive glass bong Rafe cherished almost as much as Barry and Her. Almost.

As she wrapped her tiny fingers around the mouth piece and lifted it off the table, she heard Barry's sharp inhale from the kitchen.

"Sweetie, don't lift it like - " Rafe gasped as he stood up from his chair and reached for the bong in her hands, but couldn't grab it in time.

All three of them watched it slip from her meek grasp and crash to the floor. Barry stood up from his place at the kitchen table, chest pushed out ready to step between them if Rafe got too upset. He knew the younger man had a tendency to get more than irrationally angry at the tiny things.

"Fuck! Are you serious?" Rafe roared as he tugged at his hair and crouched down by the broken glass, water all over the already stained carpet.

"Rafe. C'mon, man. Don't yell at her. It's just a bong. Can buy a new one at every corner store on the island." Barry replied as he moved from behind the table and slowly made his way into the living room.

"I'm sorry, baby." She whispered as she pressed her hands to her chest.

"Don't be sorry. He shouldn't ask you to hand him stuff like that. He knows better." Barry replied with a glare at Rafe who was still crouched on the ground around the broken pieces of glass.

"$200. Down the fucking drain." Rafe growled as he went to grab some of the shattered glass.

"Don't! Don't touch it, Country Club. Shit. And why you spending that much on a bong?" Barry grumbled as he crouched beside Rafe and swatted away his hand from the dirty, broken glass.

"It's all I have from...it's all I have." Rafe sighed as he pushed his hands through his hair and flopped onto his backside on the floor.

Her heart sank as she watched his sad eyes look at the floor and the broken glass at his feet. She sunk down to her hands and knees and crawled over to him, careful of the glass and water.

"I'm sorry, Rafe." She whispered as she placed her hands on his knees, making room for herself between them and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"It's not your fault. I should've stopped fucking with glass bongs the second I started fucking with you. You cause nothing but damage. You've got slippery little fingers." Rafe smiled into her neck as he accepted her affection, wrapping his arms around her waist to pull her close.

"He not wrong, Little One" Barry chuckled as he stood up with a soft groan, making his way towards a hall closet to grab a broom.

"I'll buy you a new one." She whispered as she ran her fingertips through Rafe's hair.

"It's okay. And I'm sorry I yelled....if I scared you." Rafe mumbled as he pressed a soft kiss to her neck before he pulled back to look into her eyes.

"A little. But I know that Daddy would kick your ass if you stepped out of line even an inch." She replied as she massaged her fingertips into his scalp.

"Yeah, I would. So, who's cleaning up this shit?" Barry muttered as he stood in the doorway of the living room with a broom in his hand.

"I will. I told her to give me the bong, I'll do it." Rafe sighed as he gave her hips a pat to prompt her to move and reached for the broom in his other lover's hand.

"Lucky you cute, Rafe Cameron." Barry grinned with a shake of his head before he turned away and walked back to the table to go back to weighing bags.

As Barry got into a rhythm with his work, his two lover's in the other room cleaning up the mess his interest was piqued when heard her more than distinct giggle radiate throughout the house.

"Hey. Behave in there. I got shit to finish first"

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