#scratching an itch fic

[satashiiwrites]

Scratching An Itch (complete)

for @tiny-reader because you get my love for terrible monster movies.

Title: Scratching An Itch

Fandom: Jurassic World, The Meg

Pairing: Jonas Taylor/Owen Grady

Summery: After Jonas hits rock bottom, he meets Owen Grady in a bar in Thailand.  Owen’s one of the few people in the world who might understand what it’s like to have a close encounter with something that’s supposed to be extinct. 

Tags/warnings: explicit sex.  Plot held together with duct tape. It’s the evil plot bunny’s fault. some mention of PTSD flashbacks and a dash of emotional hurt/comfort.

Oh and terrible pick up lines.

How it’s going:

“Mate, you’ve been fucking holding out on me.”

“In my defense, would you have believed me?”

“…Nah. You’re probably right. But a fuckin’ mosasaurus?” 

“Wow. You know what a mosasaurus is?”

“I know my prehistoric water-based nightmares. Speaking of which, this place is a fucking ‘I told you so’ waiting to happen.”

“You’re not going to believe what happened with the original park…”

“Oh, they fucking didn’t.”

“They did, Jonas. Which is why I told them to hire you for this risk assessment.”

“Bloody hell, Owen. You’re going to owe me after this one.”

“How about we work off my tab tonight after dinner and a few drinks.”

“Like old times?”

“Like old times.”

“I could be persuaded…”

Read completed fic here on AO3

[dandelion-roots]

[ID: a series of drawings featuring Riz Gukgak from D20 Fantasy High. In the first, Pok holds Riz's shoulders in heaven as says, smiling, when you work until the dead of night, your friends know you do it because you love them. In the second, Riz is having a group hug with his party and the text reads, but is it really love that drives you, Riz Gukgak... In the next, a desperate, pleading Riz clutches the shoulder of an indifferent, faceless person and the text continues, ...or is it fear? In the fourth, Riz is younger and digging through crystals with bleeding hands; the text reads, what use are you when you can no longer dig. In the fifth, Kalina, shrouded in darkness with only her eyes glowing, reaches towards the camera with a smile; the text reads, when you're too scared to think. Sixth, Riz is filling out Fig and Kristen's papers under the light of a lamp, serious and tired; the text reads, when you're too tired to work. Seventh, Riz is lying in bed, eyes hidden behind hair, hand on his father's picture; the text reads, too sad to keep the mood up. Eighth, Baron stares into the camera; the text reads, too lonely, too insecure, too weird. Ninth, Baron is holding a defeated Riz by the throat; the text reads, to keep moving? Tenth, Riz is standing in the distance, holding his briefcase, and behind him is a football/soccer ball; the text reads, what use is a ball that can no longer roll? The last drawing just says none in brackets on a dark background. End ID]

[orokay]

I just hit a follower milestone so lets pretend I didn't start this weeks ago and that this redraw is in honor of that. Anyway, throwing this to the pinterest and wattpad girlies like chicken feed, I hope they love this just as much if not more than the og. This ones for you!

[thekeythief]

[soup-in-my-fly]

Fanart for this thramsay fic!!!!!!!!

[gaywarcriminals]

I need more modern AU fics where Binghe is an absolute canon-compliant freak. People don’t go far enough with giving him blood parasite equivalents. Binghe deserves to bug his phone. Binghe deserves to put a house arrest anklet on him. Binghe deserves to microchip him.

[blixabargelds]

the john and gale in sympathy for the devil btw. the hosts of 100 haunts. they fuck twice a day and think that nobody knows it. they are so in love and they don’t know it. john has tried to quit cigarettes 5 times and gale has to be reminded that coffee isn’t food. people ship them online. the first episode they filmed was done on a shoestring budget and posted on youtube. john’s least favourite investigation was the tower of london, not bc either of them believe in ghosts but because there’s not one good coffee shop within a twenty minute walk. gale’s favourite was the rms queen mary because he’s a history nerd. john’s gonna propose one halloween in the future despite the fact gale’s so sick w flu he thinks he might actually be seeing ghosts, john just thinks it would be really funny to do it then. so he does. but that’s way after filming their last season. like at least a month.

[shoopsthereitis]

'tis the damn season

When their exes start dating and return home for Christmas, Regulus and James agree to fake a relationship to spare themselves the awkwardness of facing their old flames alone. As they navigate the chaos of family, friends and holiday traditions, their pretend affection begins to feel unexpectedly real. By the end of the season, they’re left questioning if they’ve been faking it all along—or if they’ve stumbled into something genuine.

chapter 1 of my jegulus fake dating christmas fic is up now

⁕ fake dating ⁕ mutual pining ⁕ slow burn ⁕ endless holiday vibes

[home-of-the-squirmle]

Squirmles as an interrogation method (but wholesome)

Oh buddy

Once EDEN allowed other institutions access to squirmles, their potential was instantly recognized...

Let's say you have a low-risk criminal or hostage, but you've been instructed NOT to harm them at all. Solution? Dumping a whole jar of squirmles down their back >:)

It may seem silly or unorthodox, but the success rate is surprisingly high! Turns out being tied to a chair with a whole swarm of tickly critters in your clothes is unbearable.

Luckily, the squirmles love it >:) they are monsters after all...some evil tickling is their favorite.

[egginfroggin]

Braviary's Wardens aren't available right now, come back later

I just think that Sabi and Emmet deserve to have a little nap right now, so here they are having a nap in Braviary's nest :>

(program: krita; time: about 50 minutes)

[licnheartedd]

cow farmer james potter?? anyone??

he’s got his welly boots and permanent sunburn and one particular cow that’s his favourite but he’ll never admit it when the other cows are in earshot because he doesn’t want to hurt their feelings

and he tries teaching regulus to help on the farm but regulus is happy to sit back and look pretty and admire his hot farmer bf

[celestial-sphere-press]

Name of the Game by @esamastation

There's a new Dark Sider on the battlefield, one who has it out for Cody's General.

Very excited to make a copy of Name of the Game!! This was one of my first ever codywan fics that I read, and I fell in love with it from the start!

There's a chess motif and heavy emphasis on seduction through strategic warfare, so I leaned in hard there. The covers are double layered, with the top black layer + cutouts in colibri uran bookcloth, and the lower layer with the marbled paper. I used this diamond pattern to evoke a chess board without going full checkerboard on it. This diamond orientation was inspired by Jasmin of Cami Press' beautiful leather binding.

I got to use crepaldi endpapers for this book, and I think they turned out lovely!

Instead of sewing the endbands I made my own with the same marbled paper as the cover. And of course, gold speckled edges!

The chess motif continues in the typeset, and the paragraph breakers change depending on who is the focus and what their possible place is on the metaphorical board!

Thank you @esamastation for all of your wonderful stories!

[winpocalypse]

can i interest you guys in a little fic i wrote for s4 where dean comes back as an angel and feeds sam his blood to purify him of the demon blood?

we are just the same

4k, explicit, wincest, dubious consent, blood drinking, topdean/bottomsam

Sam thinks back to all the times he prayed— every time he got on his knees next to the bed, trying to be heard by the angels or by God himself. Dean was always the pragmatic one, making fun of him, and, honestly, his faith did shudder sometimes, it did, but… now? He’s finally hearing back now. From all those prayers. He was always supposed to end up here, on his knees, devoting himself to his brother. Dean was always the one he was praying for.

[neilljcsten]

on an intense hunt to find a fic i read months ago but forgot to bookmark....it was an andreil oneshot where they met as kids when neil was still on the run. andrew realized neil wouldn't be able find him because he changed his name to minyard so during a PSU game, he dedicates a win to abram. & neil legit walks out of his job to run to palmetto

[baskeigh-ball]

AHHHH i’m literally foaming at the mouth screaming kicking my feet at your swap au because ahh!! AHHH!!! it’s just so so juicy and i love love love that it’s raph and mikey centric because they’re my faves too!! anyway thanks for making it!!! i screech when i see new posts about it haha

well you're in for a treat because 99% of the stuff i make is raph and mikey centric! i love those goobers so much, they deserve the world

there's stuff for leo and donnie too, especially in mutant manhunt! so they aren't completely sidelined, i just tend to have more ideas revolving around the sunset duo than the twins ^^

[cosmicstarlatte]

Sorry this is so vague but I have a HUUUGE savior complex! IS there any type of thirst you can write up about Mammon doing it with an MC with the fattest damn savior complex ever?

nsfw 18+ mdni // I tried lol // mammon x gn reader, creampie

"F-fuck! You feel s'good around me!" Mammon thrusted harder & you yelped as your arms gave way, your face plummeting onto the bed. Mammon wrapped his arms around you & pulled you up against his chest, continuing to thrust into your sloppy hole, lost in his own pleasure.

You whined as he continued at his brutal pace, the tip of his cock hitting that sweet spot inside you relentlessly. Your walls squeezed his cock & he moaned loudly as he felt you cum.

"Haah, fuuuck...this is so much b-better-! T-than-!" Before Mammon could finish, his fingers found their way to your hips, digging into your flesh & holding you firmly in place. He pressed his cock deep into you, groaning, as it twitched & pulsed, finally releasing his entire load. He slid out & flopped right next to you wrapping his arms around you & snuggling close, kissing your shoulder.

"Damn that was good. A lot better than shoppin'! Thanks again for helpin' me stay outta trouble with Lucifer."

"Mmm, sure. This helps both of you out. You stay out of trouble & Lucifer doesn't lose his sanity." You mumbled still feeling dazed.

"Ya? Well lemme know when you're ready again, alright?" ♡