#sex repulsed evan

[the-ace-with-spades]

Unhinged fic idea incoming...

An AU where Buck is the one looking for a sperm donor.

Buck is trans in this AU fyi and there's trans pregnancy and related stuff involved

He's obviously in love with Eddie, had been for a long time, and for a little bit after he and Taylor broke up, he hoped.

But then nothing happens. Because nothing ever happens between them, no matter how many nights he stays over, how many dinners he cooks, how many times they go out, how many times they spend the evening like a family -- they're not. Chris is not his son, Eddie is not his partner, and there's nothing happening.

And Buck, at that point, is tired of hoping for and waiting to have his own family.

This is when Connor shows up -- Buck was stealth back when they lived together so he explains, that sorry, dude, no dick or anything like that here, so can't give you sperm.

But Connor gives him an idea.

At first he thinks it's crazy and pushes the thought back because it seems to be more of a fantasy than anything - Buck having his own child without another person involved.

But then, well, why not? There are single mothers that decide to keep a baby from accidental pregnancies all over the world and Eddie is a single dad himself -- if he can do it, why couldn't Buck? He's got a stable job, financially he's okay, he hasn't had any health issues in a while, he wants to be a dad more than anything, and he wants a family more than anything, even if just a small one.

So he sets a plan in motion, talks to his doctor, goes off both HRT and birth control and starts looking for someone willing to donate sperm to him or sleep with him.

He's got a few candidates lined up - past friends, mostly, because he wants someone he knows and can trust with such a delicate process, someone who won't take advantage of the situation - and when his period finally comes back after two months off testosterone, he starts calling up.

He's got one guy he used to date in the fire academy who has agreed to try and get him pregnant. They meet up, they talk about what they're more comfortable with - Buck was going to go with the good old cup and syringe method insemination, but Gabe says they could have some fun while at it.

It's going alright - they meet up for sex two-three times a week, there's absolutely zero feeling to it, and after two months of trying, nothing happens.

And then the crew finds out.

There's lots of opinions and questions why ('I'm tired of waiting to have my own family') and why couldn't he just wait until he finds someone ('I want a baby, not a partner, and I'm not getting younger and the timing is right'). Eventually, he explains everything and tells them the plan and all the preparations he's done -- medical, financial, housing, etc. and everyone realizes this isn't something he's doing on a whim and agrees to support him.

Everyone except Eddie.

Who seems to be incredibly offended that Buck 1) didn't tell him about the plan, 2) didn't ask him to be the baby daddy donor and instead asked some other random guy.

Buck, because he's oblivious, thinks Eddie's weird behaviour is only due to the first reason and gets defensive that he doesn't have to tell Eddie about all his life choices any time Eddie brings up the topic.

Cue month three of trying to get pregnant and Buck tells Gabe hey, I actually would prefer to switch to the cup and syringe method. And the dude blows up about how he's only doing it for the sex and he's infertile anyway so whatever Buckley.

Obviously, that's upsetting because he's just wasted three months but also because he trusted Gabe and it turned out like this - so how is he supposed to trust any other guys on the candidate list?

Everyone on the team is sympathetic - Athena offers to get that guy for extraction of sex under false pretense - but Buck just kinda feels like giving up. Hen mentions he can just use a clinic's donor, doesn't have to be doing IVF for that, just get a donor catalog and go for the specimen to the clinic or have it delivered to his house and do the syringe method anyway. It's going to cost some money but still cheaper than IVF.

Eddie still hates the idea.

And Buck gets one catalog and brings it to the station so he can talk to Hen about it (since she and Karen had gone through the process before) and Eddie is really snarky the whole day about it, with little comments here or there.

At some point, Buck just can't take it and tells him, 'If you think I'll make such a bad parent why don't you just tell me to my face, loud and clear.'

Obviously, Eddie tones down immediately. Explains that hey, this isn't what I meant, I just don't like the idea of you having a kid with a stranger you know nothing about.

They have a whole discussion when Buck confesses he doesn't like it either but he's desperate and please don't make me question it even more, I just want a baby at whatever cost.

So Eddie takes the opportunity and says, 'I'll be your sperm donor.'

Buck knows it's a bad idea but it's also the best he can get from Eddie - maybe he won't love him and maybe they won't be a family in a little unit of four, but he'll have a baby that's a little bit like him.

Because he has the rest of his self-preservation and doesn't want his heart to break any more, he insists on doing it with the cup and syringe method.

Which backfires spectacularly since he's literally sitting outside Eddie's bedroom while he comes into a cup and when it's his turn to lie down on the same bed and do the insemination, Eddie is like, I could help you with that, probably easier if someone else does it for you. What was supposed to be a simple procedure of draw the sperm into a syringe, inject the syringe's contents up your vagina has just changed into something very intimate.

They try for three months like that and once again, Buck is starting to think there's something wrong with him because he's not getting pregnant. And like, he cries about that a little bit even though he knows it takes six months on average to get pregnant and Eddie offers, you guessed it, let's try it the standard way because maybe that will help (knowing fully well it only busts the chances of getting pregnant by like five percent tops). Buck is desperate, so things happen.

They start having sex.

And Eddie gets, like, really obsessed with it too, just so Buck finally gets pregnant and stops feeling like it's his fault it's not happening faster. He is also tracking Buck's cycles, too, now, and plans for them to have sex on all his predicted fertile days. When one of those days falls when they're on duty, they have sex in the back of the (parked inside the station) truck.

The universe apparently thinks it's funny because that's the lucky time...

Buck is pregnant and so happy he doesn't realize Eddie is mentally freaking out because 1) that means they'll stop having sex and more importantly 2) Buck is having his baby and he's expected to let him parent them alone and never say a thing, just observe from the sidelines as a friend (which ironically is how Buck's felt about Eddie and Chris...)

It quickly proves to be impossible - Buck's got his first ultrasound scheduled and Eddie is like, 'I'm going with you' because he can't imagine not being there for Buck in such an important moment and not seeing the baby for the first time with him.

Which sets off an argument because Eddie was supposed to be a donor not dad and Eddie finally loses his cool and yells, 'I can't.'

Buck is definitely not getting it and is upset because Eddie still doesn't love him but he's already gotten attached to the baby that was meant to be his only in DNA. It's irrational but he feels like Eddie's going to take even this from him, the baby that was supposed to be the small part of Eddie and his dream family he could have.

And Eddie feels guilty because he promised he'll just be a donor but it turns out he can't, he feels like he tricked Buck into this situation. He can't quite literally make this worse so why not just come clean, right? Tell Buck he's sorry and he's in love with him and he really did offer to be a donor thinking he could be just a donor but he can't let go.

Obviously they get together before the first ultrasound.

The only problem now is no one at the station knows that Eddie is the baby daddy, and not some anonymous donor from a catalog.

Chaos ensures

[michael-the-candybar]

i’m bored so here’s my sexuality hc’s for marauders characters (feel free to add your own in the comments!)

James: this man is pan to me, like he does not care about who he gets with as long as he’s with someone.

Sirius: to me he’s either bi or he doesn’t care enough to put a label on himself.

Remus: my mind switched between gay and bi all the time and honestly, either works it just makes sense.

Peter: he is aro/ace to me, and that’s not just because like “oh he’s plus-sized so he can’t be with anyone” i love peter very much and thats just how i see it 😭 but i do love him with sybill weither is romantic or qpr.

Mary: very much like sirius i think that she wouldn’t label herself but she knows she likes anyon.

Lily: she is very bi to me, the vibes are just there yk? and yes idc if it’s unrealistic that their all queer, their wizards for crying out loud.

Marlene: that is a LESBIAN if ive ever seen one. i just known she wouldve dated a guy in like 3rd year and absolutely wouldve HATED it.

Regulus: that is a gay man, no denying it. ofc he would have a hard time coming to terms with but he’ll get there eventually.

Barty: he’s bi and aro-spect. one of my favourite hc’s because alot of people will have him hooking up with half of hogwarts and then for him to not stay with any of them just makes sm sense to me. for me he didn’t really know what love was like until Evan.

Evan: gay and ace. he switches alot for me because he’s either sex repulsed or a complete freak. but i think his situation is very similar to barty’s just with being asexual and i think he would be willing to try things with barty and only barty.

Dorcas: she’s lesbian to me, i physically can not see her with a man.

Pandora: pan and aro-spect. i love the aro and ace twin hc’s and i will never let go of that. i dont know exactly where she stands on the arospect but she’s there and ofc she doesn’t care what people are, it’s pandora for crying out loud.

[newobsessionweekly]

HIII This is my first time asking

Can you write one shot with Buck? By that I Mean where's reader is pregnant, like how they started thinking about child, them telling 118 and Maddie, thinking about name(girl) and first kicking, time when he is touching her bump and when she is finally here I'm sorry if its to much. And sorry for all the mistake english isn't my first language

I've been thinking

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Dreams series

Part 1 | Part 2

Evan “Buck” Buckley x fem!reader

Fandom:911

Summary: You and Buck consider starting a family together.

Fluff

A/n: Thank you for the request, bub! It’s gonna be a series of all the stages, I hope you’re gonna like it! Also, sorry! It took a bit longer than I expected, working is really sucking every bit of energy out of my body!

Requested: yes

Words: 1.4k

Requests are open for Buck / Eddie!

Gif not mine, credits to the owner!

As you walk into Bobby and Athena's house, the laughter and chatter fill the air. It's a lively party, with children running around and adults catching up with one another. Buck takes your hand, leading you through the crowd, as you greet familiar faces and exchange warm smiles.

You settle down outside, letting the sun kiss your face, enjoying the summer day as Maddie and Chimney made their way, sending hugs here and there. Maddie's eyes are sparkling with excitement, and she can barely contain her joy. Buck kissed the top of your head, joining Bobby and Eddie as the girls gathered around you.

“Someone’s in a good mood.” you teased Maddie, as her cheeks turned red. “Where’s my favourite niece?”

“Oh, she’s over there with Howie.” Maddie pointed to where the boys were standing, making a circle around Jee-Yun as she ran between their legs, handing herself onto Buck’s.

You heard congratulation words coming from the boys, some patting Chim on his shoulder, some giving him hugs. Buck just stood there with a funny repulsion written over his face and everyone laughed at his words, making you frown even more.

“So girl, you’re gonna tell us why you’re so cheerful about or we should share our guesses?” Athena’s gaze shifted from Maddie to where the boys were, lightly chuckling when your boyfriend made his way to you.

“Well, me and Howie—“

“It’s so disgusting hearing people telling around they’re trying for a baby. Like yeah, congratulations, you’re having sex, but just don’t make a big deal out of it!” Buck was babbling around, interrupting his sister, and you just couldn’t hold your laugh at him scrunching his face in dislike.

“What’s the matter with you?” you caressed his hand when he landed on your chair handle.

“It’s annoying hearing Chimney talk about trying for another baby. I don’t want to picture my sister and Chimney having sex! Now I can’t get that image out of my mind!” Buck’s words made the girls laugh and after the realisation hit, all of you gave Maddie questioning looks.

“Yeah, thank you Evan for making the announcement!” Mads frowned at Buck, innocence playing on his eyes as he raised his arms in defence. “Me and Howie are trying for baby number two!” she announces, her voice filled with excitement.

The back yard erupts with laughter and cheers, and you find yourself clapping and smiling along with everyone else. But as the cheers die down, a thought creeps into your mind, and you glance over at Buck, who seems lost in his own thoughts.

Maddie notices your quiet demeanor and turns to you and Buck, her eyes filled with curiosity. "What about you two?" she asks, her voice filled with interest. "Waiting for baby Buckley to play around here some day."

Buck's gaze shifts from Maddie to you, and you catch a flicker of longing in his eyes. It's a question that has been hovering unspoken between the two of you for a while. Your heart skips at the thought of having Buck’s child.

You take a deep breath, suddenly feeling vulnerable yet hopeful. "Maybe some day." you say softly, intertwining your fingers with Buck's.

As the conversation continues around you, your mind starts to race with possibilities. You think about the future, about the joy and challenges that come with parenthood. The thought of sharing that journey with Buck fills you with a sense of love and anticipation.

Buck's attention turned to Christopher, who was playing around with Danny, his contagious laughter filling the air. A mischievous grin formed on Buck's face, and he couldn't resist joining in on the fun. They played tag, engaged in an imaginary battle against imaginary villains, and Buck even gave Christopher a piggyback ride, both of them bursting into fits of giggles.

While watching Buck and Christopher, Eddie joins you on the couch, with a warm smile playing on his face. He leaned in slightly, his voice softening. "You know, you and Buck would make incredible parents," Eddie remarked, his words laced with sincerity. "I've seen how you both care for Christopher and the rest of the team. You have so much love to give."

His words touch your soul, and you nod gratefully. "Thank you, Eddie. It means a lot to hear that from you."

“What are best friends for?” he noticed your lost expression, embracing you with warmth and a kind of love only Eddie was able to bring into your life. It was a big brother’s love, one saying he cares about you a lot and his heart aches whenever your smile is missing from your beautiful face.

His words resonated with you, reinforcing the thoughts that had been swirling in your mind since the conversation had begun. The idea of starting a family with Buck had always been a distant notion, but now it felt tangible, within reach. The mere thought of sharing such a profound connection with him filled you with excitement and warmth.

As the day drew to a close and the sun dipped below the horizon, you found yourself nestled in Buck's embrace, watching the stars emerge one by one. The gentle breeze carried with it a sense of serenity, and it seemed as if the universe was aligning to grant your unspoken desires.

Buck’s apartment is filled with a warm and inviting atmosphere that always seems to surround him; a mix of modern furniture and personal touches, reflecting Buck's adventurous spirit. The walls are adorned with photographs capturing his countless adventures and the sweetest memories the two of you share.

As you settle on the cozy couch, a sense of comfort washes over you, amplified by Buck's presence. You were tired, all you wanted to do was to lay in his arms, the calming movement of his chest raising and slowly making its way down with every breath drifting you off to sleep. But something feels different in the air and your tiredness is not it.

Buck glances at you with a mischievous smile, his hazel eyes sparkling with a hint of excitement. You notice his playful demeanor, sensing there's something he's been pondering.

"You know," Buck begins, his voice gentle yet filled with anticipation, "I've been thinking a lot lately."

“Oh, you thinking? That can’t be good!” you teased, trying so hard to keep the laughter from coming out of your mouth as his fingers made their way up and down your body in Buck’s attempt of tickling you.

“Now, seriously.” he cleared his throat and his blue eyes scanned your face. Tears forming in your eyes from all the laughter, a beautiful smile reached your eyes that you couldn’t keep under control and cheeks painted with the same pink as your lips. “Everyone around us have families, babies. We’re the only one left.”

His words hang in the air, leaving you momentarily speechless, but as you observe Buck's hopeful gaze, you realize he's being completely serious.

As a rush of emotions flood over you, you search within yourself to find your own truth. Thoughts of Buck as a father flicker through your mind, and you can't help but smile. He has always been compassionate, caring, and fiercely protective of those he loves. His determination to make the world a better place for others is a testament to the kind of father he could be.

Buck notices your smile and takes it as a positive sign. His enthusiasm grows, and he continues, "I know it's a big decision, and we'll have to figure out the logistics, but I can't imagine a better person to be the mother of my kids."

His words stir a sense of warmth in your heart, and you find yourself imagining a future where you and Buck navigate parenthood together, supporting each other through the ups and downs.

“I-uh… I’ve been thinking about it lately.” you confessed, playing with his hair as his head rested on your lap. “But the more I think about it, the more I realize how lucky any child would be to have you as a father."

A mix of relief and joy washes over Buck's face, his eyes gleaming with gratitude. He reaches out, gently taking your hand in his, and squeezes it softly. In that moment, you both understand that whatever path you choose, you'll face it together, as you've always done.

He suddenly stands up on his knees, dragging you down on the couch, hands framing your face. You laugh in surprise, wrapping your arms around his neck, holding into him as his lips pursued together down from you nose, to your cheek and making their way to your neck.

“We better get to work then!”

[tsuki-in-faerun]

when i was fifteen, i was in my first ever relationship and it was with a lesbian who was repulsed by certain sex acts with cis men. they knew i was bisexual when we started dating. we fell in love and they asked me if i would promise them that i would never ever, in my whole life, do that sex act because it grossed them out personally. my answer was "we are fifteen. we might not be together forever. i don't wanna make that promise because i take promises seriously."

unfortunately, they couldn't get it out of their head that i wasn't serious about them because of what i said. it didn't matter that they were my first love and my first kiss. they kinda shut down after that.

you build a relationship on truth. i'm in my mid-thirties now. i get what evan was saying but also, what a fucking trip to put on yourself that value in your life comes from permanency. like, i'm a cptsd bitch too, but this is why i'm always flogging 'all about love' and 'braiding sweetgrass' and 'faggots and friends between revolutions' and other works that are concerned with love as a choice and as an action and an ecosystem rather than as a feeling. evan doesn't know what he doesn't know and what he doesn't know is how the shape of love, in any capacity, affects the shape of life.

[mrstellmeafuckingsecret]

okay need to say that i'm addicted to your intro post.... sirius is brat & u get it. also rosebitchkiller?????? your mind. you've opened my eyes to something. pls yap on it

hi i literally love you youre so cool SO

this made me think bc i usually think of them in a au-ed world ? not a canon thing. but i like making canon things. sawr.

established rosekiller

rosekiller isnt exclusive exclusive . theyre like friends w benefits atp

evan's had a crush on sirius since he like saw him and it never went away

barty thought regulus was cool and when he met sirius he started harboring a small obsession over him

evan and barty are toxic and bad-with-feelings and just generally horrible people (x) and they fight a lot and break up a LOT

while the prank is happening in the marauders' pov, evan and barty break up

sirius comes home for christmas that year even though he usually spends it at hogwarts and barty is haha also there

-i feel like sirius def pities barty. i mean he does canonically yes, but in-school, he just sees a kid who fucking hates his stuck up dad with stupid high expectations who's never content? that w how he hates regulus and projects his worry for regulus onto barty is .

barty gets Attention from Cool Older Brother who's all suave and idgaf and mean and his little obsession turns bigger

sirius "ive never seen healthy forms of romantic love" black is . relishing in barty's obsession.

he hates barty obviously, because what's a good kid doing hanging out w dark art kids ?? but like also Mmm Attention <3

when he's not with his mother, he's with barty

they also like fuck btw like yuckily too bc theyre fucked up

(this all happens over the . like . two week? idk/ christmas break)

when they get back to hogwarts - that's when things get interesting

rosekiller get into a rather violent fight bc evan is like "not only did you commit to another person, its SIRIUS BLACK????"

(barty did not commit . but thats for the bitchkiller post.)

and while this little thing is going on the marauders have healed and sirius is like "bartemius who 💀💀"

uh barty is Angry and Evan is kind of jealous and kind of relieved and kind of horny

evan and barty competing w each other to get sirius' attention

(barty usually gets it, but like it's nothing special)

(the sexual tension is great on e&b's part sirius is just "what do these horny fucks want")at

uhh it turns into three-way flirting

also i didnt metnion but like all three of them HATE each other like evan finds barty obnoxious and sirius a faker (he loves them both) sirius finds evan ew because dark arts and barty a loser because... well. he is. and barty finds them both irritating but unfortunately the pinnacles of male beauty (hes really horny i fear)

uhh smoothly turns into a threesome by the very end of sirius' fifth year

sirius runs away over the summer

back at hogwarts, he doesnt really want to go back to that weird toxic-threesome-thing he had w rosekiller because, again, he doesnt really like them and they dont really like him and they dont even really like each other and maybe sirius likes someone else? remus or james or whoever? and sirius wants to build Healthy relationships?

sirius clings to james a more at the start of hogwarts (naturally) and barty is who sirius is more averse to talking to because he's usually harsher and gets angry easier and is less easier to intimidate

so evan and sirius talk a bit, for once, like have. real conversations. and get to know each other.

sirius has a buzzcut btw (i have STRONG feelings about this) so evan gets one too

evan is Weird and knows in detail about very obscure things and sirius is and always has been attracted to knowledge. while w barty it was more of a debate thing, w evan he can just spill information and listen to evan's too without it being competitive

also evan is more of a bitch so sirius doesnt deem him a threat to his mental health

ALSO !!! barty flips between hypersexual and sex repulsed like a light switch so evan and sirius are used to fucking, like just the two of them, a lot

but barty has fomo so they dont really hangout alone yk

oh and also barty and sirius dont really 'hangout' alone either because evan is very possessive

uhh but like yes they fuck again

its a not-really-friends with benefits situation

no feelings involved !! haha !!

till evan gets the dark mark :3

(barty does too, but sirius doesnt know)

umm !! big !! fight

theyre very violent i didnt mention this but rosekiller have BLOODY fights. sirius isnt very prone to throwing a punch, he usually does enough damage by his tongue alone, but like he gets dragged into it sometimes

(and then JAMES gets involved too because of course he does...)

but like this fight is final and sirius is like "why are you guys even upset were just fucking 💀💀"

and uh btw barty and evan litr never stopped being obsessed w sirius and are just now realizing that sirius just does not gaf like FR how down bad they are (sirius doesnt know theyre like fr in love but like it wouldnt make a difference sawr)

uhh yeah so sirius breaks it off

and barty and evan are like fuck him

but also like i miss fucking him 💔💔

wait a minute we could just ... fuck eachother

for ever

hence rosekiller is birthed

then sirius graduates and literally never thinks about them again

well maybe he does

but only like "god they fucked good i need dick rn" and "i still scars on my waist tf"

and barty and evan are like resentful but also like ugh he doesnt gaf... thats so hot... but also like they found someone who matched their freak (each other) so theyre content

yerp

i hope this makes sense ☹️💔

[marsabillions]

Barty being a crier,,, I’m intrigued please tell me more

It just clicks in my brain sosososssoooo good. Barty is so sharp and ruthless and efficient and he makes ridiculous convoluted evil schemes like a supervillain and he also cries when he feels vulnerable. Makes my brain explode.

I don’t think he’s a big crybaby if i had to pick someone who was it would be reg sorry hghj but he does cry when he gets overwhelmed. It doesn’t even have to be in a strictly negative way, he just gets overcome with this one big flurry of emotions and he feels like he’s abt to break at the seams. He can’t really help but cry then. Barty cried the first time he killed someone, he cried the first time he had sex, he’s cried in front of Lord Voldemort a few times. At 13, he stopped crying whenever his dad hurt him bc that turned into numb disappointment but he did get misty eyed standing over his father’s corpse.

It’s also notable how in contrast it is to the Rosier twins, who don’t cry ever and haven’t since they were little. Makes them repulsed and fascinated by him, they see the vulnerability of it as an infected wound. First time Barty cried in front of Evan, Evan just watched in abject horror ahhjghjg

[futurequibblerjournalist]

Hear me out

Asexual but not sex repulsed Evan. He does fucked up sex shit to Barty just because he wants to see what Barty would do, how uncomfortable he can make him. That's where he gets his pleasure, not from sucked penis

I don’t necessarily agree with the uncomfortable part, rather I think Evan is the kind of person who gets a kick out of knowing Barty’s receiving pleasure. Because just as he gives it he can also take it away

He wants to see how far he can push Barty for sure, they’re constantly testing the limits of things,, but it’s not because he wants to make Barty uncomfortable it’s because he wants him to be his fucked up little test subject where Evan is the one who decides the way things go from start to finish

He has no problem fucking Barty close to oblivion lmaoo and then pulling out to take notes leaving Barty all needy and desperate. In fact he loves doing that. He loves seeing how much of his cock that Barty can take before his eyes gets glossy and he starts tearing up and he loves pushing him just enough where he has to pull away and recollect himself all while Evan gets to hover over him, cock out and twitching as he watched Barty try and regain control over his breathing,,,,

[haleyboook]

Christmas cheer pt.2

warnings: none

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December 23rd:

“You told me you had plans with your family for Christmas.”

“I did. And then Chris convinced me to come here instead.”

Scott becomes white in the face as he stands up and heads towards the kitchen “You repulse me. That’s disgusting. Chris convinced you to come with… sex?”

His voice carries as I nearly jump six feet in the air to slap him quiet

“Scott.” I say with anger in my tone

Chris stares at his mother who turns to hear what Scott says and swallows hard saying “Scott is only teasing. I didn’t do that to get her here— she came when I asked her to come here with me.”

“Like a puppy?” His young nephew teases

Chris feels the air suck into his nose faster as he narrows his eyes saying “Quiet. You all are trying to get me in trouble.”

His mom smiles saying “Have you told her what the weekend prior to Christmas is, exactly?”

“A broad idea. I’ll tell her the plan. She’ll be game for anything.”

Shanna smiles saying “You told her about the play?”

“Yeah. About it, not full detail.”

Scott smacks a hand full of flour right into the side of my head and I gasp as his nephews and nieces squeal with laughter

The moment pauses their making of the cookie batter

I huff air into my face as the flour lifts off a bit at the air blown towards it

“You have a lot of nerve dude.”

He laughs as he hoists the cute child in front of him, blocking my line of shot with the handful of flour dropping down as I say “You’re evil.”

“Hey, this is typical for us. December 23rd is always cookie baking day and flour always ends up in someone’s face. You’re basically an honorable Evans at this point.”

Shanna’s husband clears his throat as he lifts the child from Scott saying “He does this to everyone. My first year he and Chris went overboard with the flour. It took days and four showers to get the flour out of my ear.”

My eyes widen as the three of us laugh and he nods to me as he escorts all the kids out

My hand dives into the flour and flings it into Scott’s face before he can even react. He screams with laughter as he tackles me and we hit the fridge, causing a loud ruckus as all the nieces and nephews giggle loudly

I freeze as I hear Chris and his mother approach, and Scott dumps the bag of flour over my head as I stare at the door

Flour pools over my head and body, I close my eyes quickly, feeling like the flour has already gotten into my eyes

“Scott!” His mother shouts in annoyance as two muscular arms wrap around me and I hear Chris say “I’m so sorry, Scott what the hell is wrong with you?”

I’m moved around the kitchen and Scott is scolded by his mother about the mess and I blubber on about “it’s not his fault. Chris. I’m fine.”

Just embarrassed.

The group of family members break into smaller groups while Chris helps me clean up myself

He wipes at my eyes and the cloudiness disappears from my vision like windshield wipers on a window

I blink a couple times and he smiles lightly saying “So you just went through a Evans family passage, did Scott tell you that? Is that why you’re not angry currently?”

“Shanna’s husband told me.”

He ahh’s and responds “I see, and that’s alright?”

My hand moves up to my eyebrow as I scratch it and shrug saying “Makes me feel more welcomed than your mothers introduction and avoidance of me.”

“She’s trying. I swear, she’s just awkward around new people sometimes.”

My lips puff out as I purse them together “Maybe it wouldn’t have been so awkward if you had told her about me prior to two days ago.”

Scoffing he says “She knew about you before that.”

“Did she?” I question as my hands press to my sides

Sighing and basically admitting defeat he says “She knew I was going on dates with someone. I didn’t explicitly mention you until now. And it’s not because I was purposely hiding you, I just knew she would insist on meeting you and it would’ve been a whole ordeal.”

“Like right now? Hm.”

“Come on, let’s not bicker with each other. My mom has our schedule for the weekend and I’m going to need to go over it with you.”

“Fine. Hit me with it.” I show no amount of excitement towards the strict schedule I know he’s going to present to me

He takes a large breath and starts his speech essentially “December 23rd, 3pm is shopping down at the shops near the theaters for Christmas, 5:15 is check in at the front of the theater where we’ll all go in together, 6 is when the play starts. Intermission is at 7:30. The play ends at 8:30. Then we go directly into dinner at my moms best friends house, she lives just down the street from the theater. She insists on being called aunt whitney. And after dinner we all stay in the living room back home together watching Christmas movies as we all pass out downstairs on the couches and floor.”

I blink in response at his literal word barf he just had

He releases a much needed sigh as he catches his breath from the long set of directions

“That’s all?”

“And an occasional family photo in there. My mom gets a yearly photo of us at the theater.”

“I see.” It’s overwhelming thinking about the detailed plans we can’t stray far from “And everyone has to go to this play?”

He laughs at my joke, not even realizing I had no humor behind the comment as my face remains seldom at his reaction

My nose scrunches in response as I say “It’s required?”

His eyebrow lifts as he rubs his hand down his lips saying “Yeah. Pretty much.”

Getting ready and dressed for the play was a task in itself. My luggage was still not here, I called the airline this morning and they’d told me they put it on the plane over last night, and that it should be here

The customer service claimed it is taking longer for received to be processed but I just think my bags been lost

Chris reassures me saying “You look very cute.”

I grumble as I pull on the itchy sweater around my top half. Shanna and Carly didn’t have much for me to pick through. They gave me a box of their old clothes from their teenage years and each item screamed 90’s.

Chris insisted I needed something somehow related to Christmas and this is what was found

An itchy ugly Christmas sweater with a slightly raunchy icon on the front of it. Chris laughed at the sight of it and Scott was just over the moon with laughter and happiness at the sight of me

“You look ridiculous, I love it.”

My eyes roll and Lisa smiles with a chuckle saying “You’re in luck we’re headed to the stores.”

“Thank god. I think I’m developing a rash from this material.” I say honestly as I scratch my arms and the whole group grows humorously loud with their laughter

Exhaling a breath I push Chris out the front door so we can leave

A few photos was an understatement, Lisa got photos of everything

Scott pulling my braid for example, the slap I gave him to the shoulder shortly after.

Everything.

Even Chris kissing me pretty passionately in the Christmas section of old navy

She smiled and wandered around to take more photos

I’d never shopped at some of these stores. What even is wet seal and why would anyone shop at a store named that?

And alas with Scott and Carly’s help I had found something to wear, not after at least a hundred photos were taken of me in this get up

Carly and Scott watch as I pull the sweater off with the dressing room door left ajar and Scott says “There’s a lock, y’know.”

“It’s broken.”

Lisa stares as she approaches saying “Do you want me to hold the door for you?”

I struggle with the top saying “Y-yeah that’d be great.”

The button catches on my hair and I struggle to fix the problem

She hears me shuffling and struggling “you need any help?”

“God yes. The button is stuck on my hair.”

The door swings open and she pauses for a second as I turn towards her, my arms stuck above my head as the button pulls on my hair

She looks to my exposed top half and says “Wow you are in good shape.”

“Thank you…. It comes with the movie requirements.”

“How’d you manage to get this twisted up?”

“I really… have no idea.”

Chris nudges Scott asking “hey is that jeweler still in business here?”

Carly whips her head towards him, nearly giving herself neck pain as she asks “What?!”

Scott winces at her squeaky voice and Chris says “would you keep it down? I need a necklace or something for mom.”

“Oh.” She says with a deflated tone

Scott nods saying “Yeah. I can go with you. It’s just a few shops down.”

“Can you slow those two down? I don’t want mom to see what I’m buying and if y/n escapes mom she’ll go hunting for both of us.”

Carly nods saying “Can do.”

Scott and Chris wander out of the store and Scott says “You bought mom that stupid espresso machine I thought.”

“I did.”

“Oh my god.” Scott smiles and pushes his brother saying “You little brat! I can’t believe you’re actually committing to something so long term. This is crazy. I mean, I don’t blame you. She’s like a million times better than you and so out of your league but still I’m shocked.”

“You’re a pain in my ass y’know?”

Lisa smiles as she untangles my hair saying “My girls used to always get into predicaments like this all the time. This one time Shanna had woken up and she had chewed gum right before she fell asleep. And she’d woken up with it in her hair, tangled up to the roots. I had to cut her hair. She had bangs all 6th and 7th grade.”

I chuckle saying “Oh boy. I bet she never chewed gum before bed after that.”

“You can bet your behind she didn’t chew gum for years.”

We both laugh and the silence sits once our laughs die down

“You’re a beautiful young woman, y/n. I just… I hate the way he does these things.”

I narrow my eyes to her, growing confused as she straightens out my sweater

“He gets so bright eyed and bushy tailed for a woman and he takes her home to us and soon after their whole relationship crumbles. I blame the divorce, it gave him so many commitment issues. No matter how old your children are divorce still effects them so much.”

I exhale a breath and as it leaves my body it feels jagged and pained “What-what do you mean? How many girls has he done this with?”

“Only a few. I’m sorry. He’d be so angry with me if he knew I brought this up. I just can’t bare to see another girl so broken up about this.”

I blink in response to her, long blinks, trying to keep my resolve. Remembering what she said about me before

Maybe this is just her poor attempt at deterring me.

I swallow thickly and my shoulders raise as I tense and take a step out of the dressing room

I pull the tag off the sweater and Carly says “Find the sweater?”

I nod, feeling dizzy and nauseous all of the sudden

It’s the sudden realization that she either really doesn’t want me in her family or Chris has been lying to me or conveniently forgetting to tell me

As soon as my card swipes and goes through I book it towards the theater and the rest of the family slowly migrates behind me

Following my lead

Chris smiles to Scott as they emerge from the jeweler

“Last minute Christmas gift?”

Chris nearly jumps ten feet in the air at the immediate presence of his mother

The bag jumps in his hand and he squeezes it with both hands. His rapid heart beat growing as he shakes his head saying “Forgot gram. Sorry.”

“You alright? You look flushed.”

Her hand presses to his forehead saying “You don’t feel hot. Are you alright?”

“I’m fine ma. Where’s y/n?”

“Oh she took off quickly, those long legs of hers sure move fast. She couldn’t be bothered to walk our speed.”

Chris sighs at his moms snide comment saying “I’m gonna go find her.”

He pushes the gift off on Scott as he quickly goes to find me

I stand at the theater with the husbands and children, waiting.

“Ready for the ugliest family photo to be taken? Somehow Lisa gets the worst angles of us every year.”

I sniffle a laugh saying “Sounds like my sister. She only posts the flattering photos of herself. I still remember the selfie she took with my sick figure in the background when I got mono in the 9th grade.”

The group laugh and Ryan says “Lisa made me stand in for a family photo when I had a black eye from taking a baseball to the face. Most humiliating Christmas card ever.”

The group of men erupt into laughter again as I join them

“I see you’re getting along nicely with the husbands.”

I shrug at Chris’ grasp on my shoulder “Mmhm.” Is all I give him in response before I hear his mothers voice “Gather up, come on. You know the formation we always do.”

Chris pulls me in the formation and grows distracted as his nephew asks him to tie his shoes for him

Lisa smiles to me saying “Will you be a doll for me and take the photo for us?”

I nod and step away from the family feeling uncomfortable all of the sudden

Like the breath in my lungs dried up and the lump in my throat tripled in size

Scott was late to show up and he nearly offered to take the photo before his mother bickered with him to get in the photo

Chris looks up confused as his mother attempts to get everyone’s attention towards the camera

He says “Why isn’t she in the photo?”

“Married couples only. You know the rule.”

“What rule…?” His voice is drowned out as I click the phone camera and every other device that was pushed onto me

Bickering erupts in the family as the kids push each other off each other and my eyes widen behind the phones and cameras at the chaos

It’s all overwhelming

The family breaks apart as they all grab their devices and a few thank me

Chris finds me shortly after and I push his moms camera and phone into his hands as I go to follow the group

He catches my arm saying “Honey.” He exhales into the nickname and I can tell he’s already thinking about damage control for his next sentence

“My mom gets weird about the family photos, I’m sorry.”

“I don’t care about that. I heard her, married couples only. It’s fine. The play is starting soon. We need to get our seats.”

He drops the devices into his pockets and says “Hold on. They can wait. They’ll save our seats. It doesn’t start for another 25 minutes.”

Not wanting to get into an argument or anything right now I breathe in and say “Look, I don’t want to start anything with your mom or to make her dislike me any more. Let’s just go in. If you still want to even talk about this later. We can. Right now I’m just looking forward to the few hours of no talking and just…entertainment.”

He nods slowly and says “I love you, y/n. I know this can’t be easy.”

I press my hand to his cheek, feeling the tears well up as I nod saying “Let’s head inside.”

He kisses the bare skin on the front of my hand, the base of each finger with urgency and delicacy

The crisp and quick chill in the snowy surroundings cuts through me, ruining the moment as I shiver at the discomfort

No matter the beauty of my surroundings, nothing could get rid of this anxiety and nausea I’m still feeling

Not the beautiful theater that is weathered with age and beauty, could be at least half a century old or older

The wood chipped exterior but it still felt welcoming to the eye with the brightly colored bubblegum pink doors and the Christmas decorations hung so high up that it caused me to question how someone got up there to do that

Chris could see the gears turning in my head as I walk into the theater and grew confused on where to go immediately

His hand found mine the minute confusion etched itself onto my expression

“I’ve been here thousands of times. All of us kids performed here for years. You would’ve loved me as the ghost of Christmas future.”

I shake my head saying “I was in the nutcracker meanwhile.” My smile widens and he says “Much more normal I suppose. Should’ve seen my performance as Christopher Robin. My mom still calls it my best performance.”

My eyes roll as I push his shoulder saying “I’m sure she let that go to your head.”

He scoffs jokingly as the smell of stale popcorn hugs the walls of the building like wallpaper as we walk further into the building

It’s crowded, full of big families

Wives with their hands in their children’s hair desperately trying to tame it, or wives bickering with their husbands, fixing their ties. Tightening them as the husband pulls to loosen it

I grow observant as the room grows loud with voices all around me, babies crying loudly, children arguing with each other.

Old grandparents complaining.

Grandchildren whining.

I grow consumed into their dialogue like it’s a script I need to learn and Chris pulls me back saying “Here we are.”

My attention snaps to the big family as they all sit comfortably in the seats. Lisa is in a row with all her grandchildren

My eyes fall on the only two open seats left. One in one row, and the other in the row behind it. Directly behind the other

I swallow thickly with annoyance as I look to Lisa who appears busy with her grandchildren

“Ma, why didn’t you save us seats beside each other?”

“The kids wanted to sit with me. I’m sorry alright? You two are practically beside each other this way anyway.”

“Two completely different rows…” I mutter, my eyes look for Scott as he’s pressed into the corner of the rows and Chris says “Scott move down here—”

“Chris the play is starting in a few minutes, if you would have gotten here sooner like everyone else we could’ve taken your opinion into account.”

Chris let’s puts out a defeated sigh saying “Miles, you’re sitting on my lap.”

“Chris.” His mom gives him a warning tone and I squeeze his shoulder saying defeatedly as my voice grows quiet “I’m just— I’m going to go to the bathroom.”

“No, that’s not necessary. y/n.” He attempts to reassure me

Carly agrees saying “Scott and everyone can move over and we can make enough room—”

“My mom has been calling me. I think I’m just going to do that.”

I quickly leave and the doors shut quickly after me, Chris is pushed into a seat by the usher and sighs loudly

He looks to his sisters and they shrug. Tears wash down my face as I desperately call my mom

She answers saying “You deciding to finally join us?”

“I want to. Mom this is going so badly, they hate me.”

The line holds the silence as I sit at the bench near the water fountain, crying into the phone

“Why would they hate you?”

“I’m controlling.”

She scoffs saying “Let me talk some sense into them. Where is Scott and Chris? Why aren’t they defending you?”

With the deep exhale as my hand stays pressed under my eyes I say “I didn’t tell Chris. It’s like we’re being suffocated by his family constantly. They wanted me to board with Scott and Chris had to interfere on that. And god… everything is a fight. A fight to include me or anything and everything. It’s all so different from home.”

My mother laughs on the other line, completely setting me over the edge as I feel insane and completely invalidated. My mom was never good with emotions. I don’t know what I expected

She was old fashioned, and the strongest person to exist, but lacked the motherly comfort and care all the others had

Maybe it’s because I was born so late into her life.

Maybe it’s just her

She shakes her head saying “Welcome to life with in-laws. I hated your fathers parents.”

I shake my head and a hand squeezes my shoulder. I look up, meeting Chris’ eyes and sigh as I say “I’ve got to go mom.”

The call ends before I wait for her response, I look up to him saying “This sucks.”

He nods saying “my moms being so difficult I’m sorry.”

“That’s putting it lightly.”

The side of the bench shifts as he sits down beside me, I look to him saying “you’re missing out on the family traditions.”

“It’s either fall asleep during the play or stay out here with my beautiful girlfriend.”

My head falls onto his shoulder and the words that leave my mouth bring the guilt forward for him “I just wish they liked me as much as you like me.”

He holds my hand tightly saying “Give it time. I’ll try harder, and my mom will soften to you in no time.”

“She called me controlling. Said you gave that idea.”

He freezes up and my eyes don’t leave the ground as I can feel him thinking through the ominous silence

“I didn’t say anything like that. My mom claims that those women are my type.”

“How many women have you taken to this play, Chris?”

He tenses under me saying “Too many. I’m sorry.”

“I had a feeling, this doesn’t seem like it’s going to get any easier.”

His hand presses to my head as his fingers tenderly fall through my hair as he exhales “It will, you’re so much more to me than anyone I’ve ever brought home.”

We both melted into each other as my body rests on his as we kiss on the bench, my shoulder hitting his as the play goes on

At intermission we enter the play and as I go to sit in the line seat he pulls me onto his lap and his mom gives him a look “Christopher.”

“Not now mom.” He plays her off

Eventually the kids grow restless and a few move back towards their parents. I rest on the seat beside Chris and we watch the second half

The minute we arrived at Aunt Whitney’s I was immediately evaluated. She smiles widely with her silver tooth shining in the back of her molars.

She squeezed my upper arms as she informed me “You’re stunning.”

I smile to her and she looks to Chris saying “you two are picture perfect.”

“Thank you, aunt whitney. Mom needs influencing, can you..?”

She nods quickly saying “of course.” That was probably the last I saw her that night, every once in awhile we saw the blur of her grayed bob haircut as she nearly glided past us

Once the night dragged on it felt more comforting, Chris was practically glued to my side

By the grace of Whitney, Lisa softened a bit to me. I could tell because the way she looked towards me was different. Indescribable but not negatively

It was fun seeing all the grown ups act like kids when it came time for movie night.

You know the feeling of spending the night at your grandparents house when you’re 7 years old? Where you slept didn’t matter, and you felt comfort just being in the house

I could see why they loved this place so much, and with time I think I could grow to love it too.

“Did he tell you what Christmas Eve entails, y/n?”

“No, should I be worried?”

Scott laughs as Chris glares at him. I look between them saying “shit.”

“As long as you’re fine with snow, caroling, farm animals, and Santa we’ll be fine.”

“Is it a bad time to tell you I’m not good with farm animals?”

He tenses and says “great…”

“the polar opposite of our mother in that department.” Scott laughs and shakes his head “mom is going to have a field day knowing that.”

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i love sex repulsed asexual evan rosier but sometimes i just need to write he and barty being freaky and horny yk

[my-own-walker]

Ever Fallen In Love (With Someone You Shouldn’t’ve?) 

note: this special request was sent to me by @the-goblin1. thank you, my dear. you have the mind of a mastermind. 

summary: evan gets the hots for his co-star during a scene

warnings: sm*t, fem!reader, p in v, evan being horny lol

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Evan’s POV

The success of the show was unexpected. When the second season was announced, I wasn't told anything about it. Just that I wouldn't be playing Tate again.

The new season brought many changes. Doing an anthological series came with its challenges. I would be playing an entirely different character, in a different story, set in a different place.

Kit came pretty easily to me, minus his accent. That kind of challenge is what you look for as an actor, though.

It was announced that my love interest would be played by a relatively new actress named Y/N Y/L/N. In the spirit of changing things up, Taissa wouldn't be returning this season. She wouldn't be my scene partner anymore. It was like going to school after summer break and finding out your best friend wasn't in your class.

It was a total gut punch, for sure. Until I actually met Y/N.

She and I clicked really well. We had a mutual understanding of the motives of these characters and our scenes went off without a hitch. She was quick as a whip. She knew exactly how to make me laugh. We bonded over our love of acting and our tastes in music.

She got her start only a year prior to shooting Asylum. Some Disney Channel show, she said. I nearly cackled when I found out. I sort of didn't want to relive my time as Seth in 'Phil of the Future,' but she gave me no choice. We talked about our experiences with Disney sets. She had some sort of bit part, kind of like mine. She said she played the bully in the episode.

It helped her get cast in other more serious roles. She must have really sold that bully part. A couple episodes on some medical dramas and crime shows led her to the part of Grace in American Horror Story, and I couldn't complain.

It's worth mentioning that she was absolutely stunning. Just visually a marvel. I tried not to let it affect my work, but god, was she beautiful.

It was impossible to ignore my feelings for her. It physically hurt to keep myself away. I didn't want to compromise the work we were trying to do, but man I was starving for her. Ah, the genius of pain. It was like a knife in my stomach, poking and prodding at me each time she walked into the room. A constant feeling of disquiet and adrenaline.

The tension I felt worked for the story, thankfully. I found that our scenes were more believable because of how enamored I was.

It was like I had a schoolyard crush. I found myself frightened by the bite of rejection, entirely unsure of her feelings toward me. The aforementioned knife twisted every time I thought I might fall short of the mark. That she would be repulsed by me, or disinterested in the most soul-crushing way.

I didn't want to compromise our friendship. We had grown so close. The season's filming was going so well. I didn't want to risk it all and lose her due to the shame of rejection and uncomfortable feelings between us. And I for sure didn't want her or me to lose the job because our scenes got awkward.

But then came the sex scene.

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Written into the plot was a love story blossoming between our two characters. It would come to a boiling point in an intense scene in the bakery.

It was as if a softly spoken magic spell granted my ultimate wish. Being that close to her, all over her, was all I could think about since meeting her. Now it was coming true. And in a way that made it so that I didn't have to actually put myself out there and get rejected.

The shoot started without a hitch. We were briefed by the intimacy coach ahead of filming in order to make the scene as comfortable as possible for the both of us. We were fitted with the necessary modesty undergarments that kept things sanitary, but convincing for TV.

After running through some things a couple of times, both of us felt ready to start. I began the scene, Y/N walked in and we exchanged dialogue. The lines flowed naturally, growing in intensity until I had to hoist her onto the table, hungrily gripping at her clothes.

I thought I could stop myself. I thought that being in character would prevent it from happening. But my true feelings made themselves known as soon as I had to act out thrusting inside of her. My mind wandered. I pictured her and I doing this, but for real, just the two of us. No cameras. No lights. Just real and raw. Before I knew it, I felt a tightness in my pants grow. My groin began to throb. Y/N looked down at my erection and blushed, breaking character and giggling a bit.

'Cut!'

'I'm so sorry," Y/N laughed, straightening herself up. 'We can take it again, I got distracted.' She looked down at me from atop the table and smiled. My face flushed.

Was she grossed out? Fuck. I thought.

'U-uh-' I stuttered. 'Can I actually take five? I think my uh- costume malfunctioned.'

The crew obliged and I quickly made my way to a back room, hidden from everyone on set. I was so embarrassed. My cheeks burned so hot, I thought they might burst into flames. I began to adjust myself, making sure I didn't have to clean anything up before returning to work.

'Boo,' a voice said behind me. My heart nearly stopped.

'Fuck!' I yelped, shoving my dick in my pants and turning on my heel to see a very coy Y/N standing before me.

'I thought I might find you here,' she smirked. She turned around and closed the door behind her, quietly locking it.

'Hey listen, uh-' I began. 'I'm so sorry about earlier I just-' She cut me off by putting her lips on mine. I tensed at the touch but didn't pull away. I just couldn't believe it was real life. My arms wrapped around her frame, just as they did in the scene, cradling her closely. We made out feverishly, every bottled-up desire I had bubbled to the surface.

I felt for the hem of her dress, beginning to lift it up before stopping dead and separating myself from her.

'What's wrong?' she panted, looking up at me with her big sparkly eyes. My stomach lurched.

'I just, I don't want to do this if you don't,' I muttered, sheepishly. I'm not even sure if that's what I actually wanted to say, but it came out nonetheless.

'I want this, Evan,' she whispered. 'I'll confess, I think I really like you.'

'I-'

'And I think you feel the same, based on what happened a few minutes ago,' she continued.

'Y/N, I want to be professional, but fuck, do I have feelings for you,' I replied. 'But I think, I think for work's sake, we should hold off.'

'We're playing two people in love, why would it compromise our job? If anything, it would help us,' she argued.

'If we do this, I’ll run the risk of losing you, and that’s worse,' I breathed.

She didn't reply. Instead, she grabbed me by my face and pulled me in, resuming our make-out session. I couldn't hold it in any longer. I grabbed her shoulders and led her backward, pressing her up against the wall. She moaned softly. The pressure in my pants returned. Or had it ever even left?

Her hands fumbled around at my waistband, looking to unhook my belt. I helped her out, removing it in one swift motion. She took the button of my pants in her fingers, unlatching it hastily, then at last, she unzipped my fly. I tugged the trousers off and my cock sprang out, throbbing immensely. I couldn't wait to feel it inside her warm, wet pussy.

She removed her panties and reconnected with my lips, wrapping her arms around my neck. I hoisted her up the wall hurriedly, my dick finding and sliding inside her dripping cunt almost instantly. We both let out loud moans as I thrust further into her, feeling her warmth encompassing my member. Her walls tightened almost too deliciously around me, making it tremendously hard for me to stop myself from coming. I groaned.

'Oh my god,' she cried, eyes screwed shut in pleasure. Her face was so contorted by ecstasy, it made me fuck her harder.

'I'm gonna come,' I moaned, thrusting just a few more times before blowing my load unceremoniously inside of her. Months of tension released. She threw her head back and cried out, signaling that she had as well.

I removed myself from inside of her and guided her back down to her feet, holding my hands on her shoulders to keep her steady. My knees were weak, too. Pure adrenaline was keeping me upright.

'Holy shit,' she panted. 'Holy shit.'

'You're so fucking hot,' I growled, punctuating it by peppering kisses up and down her neck and chest. Finally having caught her breath, she laughed.

'I think we may have to, you know, do our job now?' she snarked.

'The job where I get to pretend to fuck you? Don't mind if I do,' I replied, wrapping my arms around her waist and pulling her in close.

'We can go for round two after we nail this next take, okay?' she smirked. My chest tightened in the best way. She took my breath away.

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LOL I HOPE THIS WAS OKAY!!! writer's block had me in a chokehold. i have so many requests to get through i was like 'damn where do i even start???' clearly it was with this one. thanks for breaking the curse. more to come very very soon...

[our-t4t-experience]

PLEASE READ BEFORE SENDING IN SUBMISSIONS

ok i guess i oughta make an intro post bc im getting some of the same questions over and over again

hi my names evan. im southern, straight and t4t. im in a relationship with a nonbinary trans woman currently and have been for about 7 months now

you can dm me and ill read them but i probably wont respond.

im autistic and communicate really directly and am also monotone so if i answer your ask with a nasty tone, it probably wasnt meant to come off that way unless your ask was mean. feel free to ask for clarification if necessary

please dni if youre cis. i would prefer this to be a trans only space. also its a t4t space so like what good is this to you anyway

for romance repulsed individuals: i will be tagging all romantic t4t posts from hereon out with "romantic t4t". i will ALSO be tagging all platonic t4t posts with "platonic t4t" if ud like to search that tag. for anyone sex repulsed or under 18, anything that could be nsft will be tagged "t4t nsft". hope this helps yall out (:

FAQ

what is a t4t relationship?

t4t is any kind of relationship between two or more trans people, whether that be romantic, sexual, platonic, queerplatonic, professional, or anything else that comes to mind

do you accept platonic t4t submissions?

yea. i have many trans friends and love them very much. every trans person should have trans friends i think, even if theyre not exclusively t4t. my trans friends are just as important as my romantic relationship to another trans person, i love having trans friends

do you accept nonbinary submissions?

yes, if you do not identify as cis, feel free to send in an ask

evan im not cis but im ____ can i interact?

yea. i would define cis as strongly and exclusively identifying as ones assigned gender at birth. if you dont fall under this category (note EXCLUSIVELY as well) then congrats youre good (questioning people are also welcome btw)

evan im cis but im an ally can i interact?

no. find another blog

FAQ MAY BE UPDATED AS I RECEIVE MORE ASKS

[michael-the-candybar]

Hey hey! I saw your Barty headcanons and thought they were SUPERB! Do you happen to have any Evan ones as well??

omg thank you! and oh i have so many i think i actually have like 3 separate posts on him but ill do another cause why not!

• if evan was an animagus(i think thats how you spell it) he’d either be a ferret or a possum but i dont hate the fennec fox idea either.

• ironically, he’s terrified of snakes and unfortunately learns this when barty adds a new addition to the dorms

• he and barty have matching rings on necklaces

• the dorm room is litered with his taxidermy projects

• yk how everyone has a crush on monty when they meet him? i feel like evan had that, but on barty’s dad before learning all the shit about him (barty was mortified when he found out)

• breaks spaghetti, he hates that it doesn’t fit into the pot when raw so he just snaps it. barty never allowed him back into the kitchen

• lowkey a germaphobe, but like he refuses to eat something if he saw someone lick a utensil and put it back in the dish

•huge sensory issues when it comes to clothing, if barty’s wear a shirt that bothers him and its touching him, he forces barty to either take the shirt off or change

• this ones sad but ace evan who is so repulsed by sex that he threw up after the first time he tried to be intimate with someone

• when he’s stressed he’ll rearrange the dorm but than it stresses him out even more and eventually he just shuts down

• freezing cold showers in the morning kinda guy

• he has glasses but no one knows cause he just wears contacts

• i love the hc of pandora as a seer and cause i see them as twins, i think evan would have a similar gift except it would come in the forms of vague nightmares that he always forgets when he wakes up

[loominggaia]

(me disculpo de antemano si incómoda la pregunta) ¿Cómo serían los fgg en la cama? (En ese sentido)

(Translated via Google Translator)

(I apologize in advance if the question is uncomfortable) What would fggs be like in bed? (In that sense)

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Trust me, no question is too uncomfortable for this blog! (Seriously, we get some doozies 'round here lmao)

But the following text will probably be NSFW, so I'll place it below a cut:

Evan: Apparently slops the D like a ⭐CHAMP⭐. He will act awkward, slobber and sweat all over you, and say weird shit that totally kills the mood, but he does care about his lovers and tries his best to make them happy, even if it means doing things he's not comfortable with. 6/10

Lukas: His emotional hangups make him detached and dispassionate. His list of "won't do" is longer than his list of "will do", really picky about the types of sex he'll engage with. Decent technique, but no romance. 4/10

Glenvar: 50/50 chance he's drunk and can't get it up. Regardless, he's determined to have a good time any way he can! Not very romantic, but lots of laughter and teasing, probably some kinky shit, and he's up for damn near anything you can throw at him. Maybe he's not packing the biggest sausage in the meat department, but he's good at working with what he has. 7/10

Alaine: Literally a professional sex-haver. Likes it rowdy and prefers to be on top. Her techniques are impeccable. She will do things to you that you've never even heard of. Listen, they call her Wet 'n Wild for a reason! 8/10

Jeimos: Totally cringe and fail at seduction, but once they get down to business they apparently got the magic touch. Jeimos' main problem is their uncontrollable pyromancy, which flares up whenever their emotions are high. Lust is a strong emotion, so any lover who isn't flame-resistant is getting fried. 5/10

Isaac: Isn't interested in sex, is actually quite uncomfortable with it. Does not know what to do with himself. Just wants to get it over with and go play with bugs or whatever. If it's someone he really cares about then he'll make an honest effort, but bro's got no game to work with. 2/10

Linde: Slightly kinky. Demands to be worshipped. A bit selfish in bed. If you're the submissive type then she's your queen, otherwise meh. Has a high libido and usually dtf whenever. 5/10

Balthazaar: Leaves his socks on, never heard of foreplay, couldn't find the clit if his life depended on it, probably hasn't showered in a while...He's a ten-pump chump and then he's out like a light. 0/10

Skel: He's a germaphobe, so bathing before or during is a requirement. Won't kiss, won't lick, won't do anything with his mouth except make noise. Can achieve some fun positions with telekinesis. May or may not poke his lover in the eye with his nose. 3/10

Javaan: Knows how to treat his lovers right. Willing to do whatever, wherever, with whoever. Fun, sexy, romantic, more game than a sports arena. Incredibly well-endowed (you know, being a centaur and all...) and has an insatiable libido. 10/10

Elska: Repulsed by sex. If you touch her, she will reach down your throat and pull you inside-out by your asshole. 11/10

Mr. Ocean: Can barely put his sandals on the right feet, yet he's apparently some kind of legendary fuckmaster. Telepathy allows him to feel what his lovers feel. Who needs genitals when you have 6 perfectly good tentacles? His ugliness is off-putting to most people, but hey, if they don't like it they can always close their eyes. 8/10

Zeffer: Vampires have bad circulation, so Zeffer probably can't get it up half the time. His skin is as cold as a corpse. Tons of stamina though, and no one can call him selfish. If he really loves someone, there is nothing he won't do for them...Just don't let him nibble your neck. 5/10

Zacry: Cold robot hands. 2/10

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[a-wildkinventure]

Hey there!!

@a-wildkinventure here! you can call me Venture!

[I know this post is long, but please read till the end!]

I use he/they pronouns.

In addition, I also use it/its [I use neos but don't list here]

I am part sys, in addition to being polykin and therian so... chaos will ensue.

Although this blog is dedicated specifically to kin chaos.

[in specific I am a c-linker/c-kin in addition to non-linking kin with fictionflicker and exotrauma experiences as well as having a very strong connection to kinmems]

please try to understand that this is my only safe place to talk about kin stuff... so I really, REALLY just want to exist... and even here I'm not sure how 'safe' I feel...

What I'm cool with doing:

[On a scale from 1 to 10]

Chatting with other fictionkin [or kin in general, other, fiction, etc.] - 10/10, definitely! talk with me peeps!

[especially if you are from my sources!!! Fallout 4, Kong Skull Island or Kaiju in general, Murder Drones, Sally Face, Metal Family, Coraline, Chikn Nuggit, Tangled the Series, Carrion, UTMV, Dumbo, etc!!!]

[Trying] to make moodboards - 7/10, I am kind of shit at these but will still try!

[Trying] to make stimboards - 9/10, I LOVE making these.

Talking with doubles - ???/10, might weird me out a bit at first, but hell yeah, dude! [Depends on kintype/fictive double]

Offering kin help - 5/10, I can try! I'm actually pretty new to understanding that I am kin, so I might not be good.

Anything NSFW in asks - 2/10, depends on context... I'm usually VERY sex and sexual/sexuality repulsed, but within REASON I can handle NSFW stuff. Just don't go out of your way to be a horny freak ig? [Not meant to be negative, but I've dealt with too much sexual shit in my life...]

All The Kin-formation!

High Kin(s):

The Observer / Kevin Haas

Milo Asher / Mr. Scars

HABIT

Evan Myers

Alex Kralie (Canon Compliant)

Alex Kralie (Vampire AU)

Alex Kralie (different AU, unsure as to which)

The Operator

Josh

Tim Wright

Hansel

Medium Kin(s):

Carrion

Slenderman

Lordy / Lordi

Sal Fisher

Bezel

Jack Nyras

Harold Biddle

Low Kin(s):

Heavy

Hvitur

BEN DROWNED

Alice Liddel

Chesnok

Brainbot

Catnap & Catfeine

Swampy

Jane Doe

Dormant Kin(s):

[Label used for kintypes that I have not had shifts for in a long time, to the point where I am unsure what happened to them. Something I attribute to fictionflickering]

Template

Toby Rogers

Casey Junior

Wyborne Lovat

Varian

Zombie Drone

Disassembly Drone

Skullcrawler

Glowing Deathclaw

Gustav Shvagenbagen

My Kintypes [all]:

Glowing Deathclaw, Skullcrawler, Zombie Drone, Disassembly Drone, Sal Fisher, Chesnok, Lordy / Lordi, Wyborne Lovat, Bezel, Carrion, Varian, Template, Casey Junior, Heavy Shvagenbagen, Catnap & Catfeine, Gustav Shvagenbagen, Tobias "Ticci Toby" Rogers, Jack "Eyeless Jack" Nyras, BEN DROWNED, Hansel, Alice Liddel, Slenderman, Tim Wright, Hvitur, Harold Biddle, Jane Doe, Josh, Swampy, HABIT, Evan Myers, Alex Kralie (Vamp AU), Alex Kralie (Canon Compliant), Alex Kralie (some other AU), Indigo Chinese Pangolin, The Observer, Kevin Haas, Brainbot, The Operator, Milo Asher / Mr. Scars, Siren (Starfield), Terrormorph (Starfield), Guardian (Destiny), Thrall (Destiny), Red Mile Mauler (Starfield)

(Copingkin types: Heavy Shvagenbagen, HABIT/Evan)

(Copinglink types: BEN DROWNED)

Kinsidering Kintypes:

Lif (Metal Family)

Arthur (Possibly in Michigan)

You can see me on the fictionkinfessions blog, I use 2 emoji combos for my confession signings. Here are some of them!

(aka ones I've used for submissions)

🎀💔 (Lordy confessions), 🍻🌟 (now for Chesnok confessions), 📼🎸(Sal Fisher confessions), 🐈‍⬛🌫 (Wybie confessions), ⏱️🌌 (Bezel confessions), 🥩🪱 (Carrion confessions), 🧪⚡️(Varian confessions), ✒️🔄 (Template confessions), 🚂🎪 (Casey Junior confessions), 🐾🗺 (Pokémon??? confessions), 🤘🐱 (Heavy confessions), 📏🎼 (Gustav confessions), ☀️🌘 (Catnap/Catfeine confessions), 🩹🌲(Toby Rogers confessions), 👁🔪 (Jack Nyras confessions), 💾🎮 (BEN DROWNED confessions), 👗🎠 (Alice confessions), 🍜🤳 (Ennui confessions), ⚫️🫀 (Venom confessions), 🌲👔 (Slenderman confessions), 🚬🍂 (Masky / Tim Wright confessions), ❄️💎 (Hvitur confessions), 🚺🎢(Jane Doe confessions), 📹🛤 (Josh confessions), 🐊🛀 (Swampy confessions)🐇👾 (HABIT confessions), 👽🗡 (Evan confessions), 🩸👓 - (Alex Kralie Vampire AU confessions), 👓📼 (Alex Kralie no AU confessions), 👓🎧 (Alex Kralie *unknown AU* confessions), 🎀🦔 (Indigo Chinese Pangolin Google Doodles, Pangolin Love confessions), 👓👁 (The Observer confessions), 🔮👾 (Brainbot confessions), 📼🌲 (Operator confessions), 📓💊 (Milo Asher / Mr. Scars confessions)

more ps. My pfp and header do NOT belong to me.

[green-typewriterz]

REQUESTS ARE CLOSED*

Hello!

I am a fic writer who is now opening requests!

*unless I know you personally

what i will write:

angst

hurt

comfort

fluff

injury and the like

I love writing sibling relationships!!! Send sibling asks my way

what i won't write:

Explicit content, I’m fine with kissing but no sex/ more as I am ace and sex repulsed

NSWF (only sexual I will do violence and swearing lol)

pregnancy or being a parent

minor x adult ships (eg Sterek)

Incest…obviously (SamDean shippers stay AWAY)

If there is a topic you are unsure about feel free to message me and I will clear it up! I will most likely mainly be writing for:

ART DONALDSON

SAM WINCHESTER

DODGE MASON

Mike Faist

Evan Buckley

Kaz Brekker

Matt Murdock

Sidney Prescott

Amber Freeman

Wes Hicks

Tara Carpenter

Sam Carpenter

Obi-Wan Kenobi

Pretty much any teen wolf character

Finnick Odair

Johanna Mason

[lea-heartscxiv]

~Zack Evans~

Thank you so much for the tag @van-yangyin 💝💝💝

[ PERSONAL ]

$ Financial: wealthy / moderate / poor / in poverty ✚ Medical: fit / moderate/ sickly / disabled / disadvantaged / non applicable ✪ Class or Caste: upper / middle / working / unsure / other ✔ Education: qualified / unqualified / studying / other ✖ Criminal Record: yes, for major crimes / yes, for minor crimes / no / has committed crimes, but not caught yet / yes, but charges were dismissed

[ FAMILY ]

◒ Children: had a child or children / has no children / wants children ◑ Relationship with Family: close with sibling(s) / not close with sibling(s) / has no siblings / sibling(s) is deceased ◔ Affiliation: orphaned / adopted / disowned / raised by birth parent(s) / not applicable

[ TRAITS + TENDENCIES ]

♦ extroverted / introverted / in between ♦ disorganized / organized / in between ♦ close minded / open-minded / in between ♦ calm / anxious / in between ♦ disagreeable / agreeable / in between ♦ cautious / reckless / in between ♦ patient / impatient / in between ♦ outspoken / reserved / in between ♦ leader / follower / in between ♦ empathetic / vicious bastard / in between ♦ optimistic / pessimistic / in between ♦ traditional / modern / in between ♦ hard-working / lazy / in between ♦ cultured / uncultured / in between / unknown ♦ loyal / disloyal / unknown ♦ faithful / unfaithful / unknown

[ BELIEFS ]

★ Faith: monotheist / polytheist / atheist / agnostic / spiritual ☆ Belief in Ghosts or Spirits: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care ✮ Belief in an Afterlife: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care ✯ Belief in Reincarnation: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care ❃ Belief in Aliens: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care ✧ Religious: orthodox / liberal / in between / not religious ❀ Philosophical: yes / no

[ SEXUALITY & ROMANTIC INCLINATION ]

❤ Sexuality: heterosexual / homosexual / bisexual / asexual / pansexual ❥ Sex: sex repulsed / sex neutral / sex favorable / naive and clueless ♥ Romance: romance repulsed / romance neutral / romance favorable / naive and clueless / romance suspicious ❣ Sexually: adventurous / experienced / naive / inexperienced / curious ⚧ Potential Sexual Partners: male / female / agender / other / none / all ⚧ Potential Romantic Partners: male / female / agender / other / none / all

[ ABILITIES ]

☠ Combat Skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none ≡ Literacy Skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none ✍ Artistic Skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none ✂ Technical Skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none

[ HABITS ]

☕ Drinking Alcohol: never / special occasions / sometimes / frequently / Alcoholic ☁ Smoking: tried it / trying to quit / quit / never / rarely / sometimes / frequently / Chain-smoker ✿ Recreational Drugs: never / special occasions / sometimes / frequently / addict ✌ Medicinal Drugs: never / no longer needs medication / some medication needed / frequently / to excess ☻ Unhealthy Food: never / special occasions / sometimes / frequently $ Splurge Spending: never / rarely / sometimes / frequently / shopaholic ♣ Gambling: never / rarely / sometimes / frequently / compulsive gambler

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I would like to tag @van-yangyin (please please please do it with one of our beloved OCs) and whoever sees this and wants to do so is free to feel tagged by me.