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caedmonofthehighlands · 5 years ago

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Harry Potter Fic Rec List

I’ve practically been reading Harry Potter fics since I was out of the womb and unsurprisingly, I recently ran out and have been searching the web for stories that I haven’t yet read.

I figured that with all of my fanfiction knowledge, I should make a list like the ones that have helped me to find interesting and well written fics and so, I present to you a list with my favourite Harry Potter Fanfictions. Some are Classics, some are Muggle Au’s, but they’re all worth a read.

Gelosaþ in Écnesse by Batsutousai | Completed | 98.5k | Mature

Pairing: Salazar Slytherin/ Harry Potter

Summary: Caught in the backlash of Voldemort's Killing Curse, Harry is thrown through time to a world so very different from his own.

Notes: It’s a time travel fic! I have a special place in my heart for that trope and I love this one particularly. The pairing is one I’d never even seen before and at first, I was a bit sceptical at first but I was pleasantly surprised the way everyone interacted with each other and the amount of research that clearly went into this fic. In my experience, every work of Batsutousai’s is a good read.

Gray Skye Mourning by KneazleGriff | Completed | 183.4k | Mature

Pairing: Severus Snape/ Harry Potter

Summary: As Severus Snape lay dying on the filthy floor of the Shrieking Shack, bleeding in the arms of Harry Potter, a profound, devastating realization awakens a long lost love, latent for years, torn asunder by time’s cruel fate. Is love strong enough to overcome the pain of the past and ensure severus’ survival? Time-Travel fic. SSHP

Notes: Okay, I know the summary is kind of cheesy but this fic is fantastic. It explains why Snape was such an ass in canon and it’s really touching. It’s a very emotional fic. There are a few smutty scenes so you’ll want to make sure you’re okay with reading that. Also SSHP fics that I enjoy are pretty rare since I usually steer clear of Teacher-student relationships as well as Minor-Adult relationships.(Part of why I love time travel fics so much)

Zubats, Zubats Everywhere by RenderedReversed | WIP | 16.8k | Teen and Up

Pairing: Harry Potter/ Tom Riddle

Summary: In which Harry is pretty sure his Pokémon journey isn’t supposed to have such a copious amount of Zubats—or just the figurative one, since Arceus knows Tom Riddle pops up in his life often enough to be a Zubat in disguise.

Notes: This fic is adorable. They have Pokemon Pet names, they buy each other stuffed animals and accidental stalking? It’s more of a Oneshot Collection than a continuous fic but don’t let that stop you. Comedy, Fluff and Harry Potter. What else could you need?

Away Childish Things by lettered | Completed | 153.8k | Teen and Up

Pairing: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter

Summary: Harry gets de-aged. Malfoy has to help him.

Notes: This fic. The way lettered handled the whole ‘people from the wizarding world find out about Harry’s home life’ amazingly. The characterization of the characters, their younger selves and their opinions of themselves is just... *Chef’s kiss*. I’ve read this one over and over and I don’t plan on stopping anytime soon.

Harry Potter and the Boy Who Lived by Santi | WIP | 147.7k | Mature

Pairing: Harry Potter/ Female OC

Summary: Harry Potter loves, and is loved by, his parents, his godfather, and his brother. He isn’t mistreated, abused, or neglected. So why is he a Dark Wizard? NonBWL!Harry. Not your typical Harry’s brother is the Boy Who Lived story.

Notes: One of the only ‘Wrong boy who lived’ Fics I’ve enjoyed. Technically, Harry twin brother is the actual BWL so it’s not exactly the wrong one. This Harry is very OOC, keeping only his name and his physical features. His twin brother is really more ‘Harry Potter’ Personality-wise. Despite all of this, I absolutely loved this fic. The way Durmstrang operates is amazing and much better than Hogwarts.

The Spellmaker by SonnyGietzel | WIP | 166.7k | Mature

Pairing: Harry Potter/ Tom Riddle | Voldemort

Summary: Latin; a dead language with no practical applications except perhaps the deciphering of old texts and as a particularly quaint party trick.Thankfully, as Harry finds out, Latin is not as dead as he was first taught when he decided to learn the language. It wouldn't have mattered anyway, of course; he loved Latin, and would have been proud to know it even had it been as useless as it was pretty. But in the world of Wizards, the world of Magic, Harry realizes his rare talent with words is particularly valuable, and allows him to use magic that no one's ever heard of, that no one's ever seen. But as time goes on, and he becomes more and more entangled in the webs spun by those around him, he starts to realize just how deep the magical rabbit hole goes and how dangerous power like his can be.All Harry had ever wanted was for the world to make sense.

Notes: Latin? Hell yeah! Harry’s spell casting by knowing latin and understanding science is so cool. Plus I just really love the librarian. It’s still updating too so you’re not just torturing yourself for the sake of entertainment if you read it,

SCHOOLED by WyrdSmith | WIP | 113.6k | Explicit

Pairing: Harry Potter/ Tom Riddle

Summary: 7th Year Gryffindors learn why it is never a good idea to piss off Ravenclaw Hadrian Morgan. His payback during Professor Slytherin's class is BEAUTIFUL. In carrying it out, orphaned pureblood Hadrian catches the interest and libido of the present Lord Marvolo Slytherin, who -- with the assistance of the entire Slytherin student body as well as a few other surprising characters -- tries to lure Morgan into his life and his bed. But just how naive is Hadrian Morgan, really?1945-era mash-up of most major and minor characters of HP and other fandoms, as well as historical characters. [WAIT, PLEASE! .... ahem.... If you just heard a mental screech of brakes, please understand that this is not a farce, nor crack, nor crap. This has many reviews from now-devoted readers who almost bypassed it, but are now glad they accepted the dare to just try chapter one.]

Notes: My opinion on this fic is complicated. It’s brilliantly written. Harry is witty, sneaky and ruthless and I just love him. Tom is just a lil bit predatory. You should definitely give it a read because it’s awesome, just make sure to properly read the tags and the summary first.

Time to Put Your Galleons Where Your Mouth Is by Tsume Yuki | Completed | 46.3k | Teen and Up

Pairing: None

Summary: Harry had never been able to comprehend a sibling relationship before, but he always thought he'd be great at it. Until, as Master of Death, he's reborn one Turais Rigel Black, older brother to Sirius and Regulus. (Rebirth/time travel and Master of Death Harry)

Notes: I love this. I love this so much. Harry is so great To Sirius and Regulus. He may be a bit OP but he’s honestly just a king in every single way other than literally. This was an amazing read and a great change from the more romance-centric fics that usually catch my eye.

Kudosed, Bookmarked, Subscribed by maquira | WIP | 49.6k | Explicit

Pairing: Harry Potter/ Tom Riddle | Voldemort

Summary: By day, Harry works as a lowly assistant to his boss: the cruel, controlling Tom Riddle.By night, he lives, breathes, and writes fanfiction. And when he's not writing, he's obsessing over the work of his favorite Ao3 author: Lord_Voldemort_.So, of course, it’s only a matter of time before Harry gets caught reading Voldemort’s latest fanfiction at work… by none other than his boss.

Notes: I know it’s Harry Potter and the nearly everything about the books has to do with magic but Muggle Au’s are my guilty pleasure. Pair that with maquira’s beautiful writing and I’m hooked. Really, check out any of maquira’s other fics, they’re all just as good.

Let’s Start the Show by Terrific Lunacy | WIP | 29.9k | Mature

Pairing: Kind of Harry Potter/ Tom Riddle

Summary: It started as a game. When two highborn lords come looking for a distraction from boredom, they merge the worlds of the highest class with those of the lowest class. An invitation sets things in motion that were supposed to stay locked away. Because a kingdom on the verge of collapse, a noble without a past and a circus performer with a secret are not a good combination.

Notes: Something about this fic just captivated me when I first read it. It still does, really. I love the plot, I love Harry’s cheek and you’ll love it too.

Dreams and Darkness Collide by Epic Solemnity | WIP | 209.5k | Mature

Pairing: Harry Potter/Voldemort

Summary: Though he was raised without the expectation of saving the world, Harry still possesses a savior complex. Only, it's so dark and twistedly immoral, he created an alter ego to practice vigilantism. His second identity makes a name for himself and immediately ensnares Minister Riddle's complete and obsessive attention. A game of cat and mouse begins and morals are questioned.

Notes: I’ve read this so many times I could probably recite it by heart but I could still read it a thousand more times.

My Name is Cameron Sage by thesewarmstars | Completed | 41.8k | Explicit

Pairing: Harry Potter/ Severus Snape

Summary: Things are going poorly for the side of the light, and in a last-ditch effort to fulfill his destiny, Harry goes back in time to try again.

Notes: Another Time travel fic! A particularly smutty one but Sevvy has a friend for once in his life and they’re so sarcastic but they’re also really sweet.

Consuming Shadows by Child_OTKW | WIP | 312.2k | Mature

Pairing: Harry Potter/ Voldemort, Harry Potter/ Male OC

Summary: On the night of the attack, Lily managed to escape with her infant son, but at the cost of her husband’s life. Distraught and distrusting of her friends, she fled to France with Harry, to raise him away from the corruption in Britain and the rising influence of the Dark Lord. She trains him to the best of her abilities, shaping him into a dangerous, intelligent and powerful wizard.But when Britain re-establishes the Triwizard Tournament, and Harry is forced to return to his once-home, he finds himself questioning whether he really wants to kill the Dark Lord. Voldemort finds an unexpected challenge in the child, and as his intrigue and amusement grows, so too does the desire to possess the spark in those defiant green eyes.

Notes: Harry attending foreign schools is also a favourite trope of mine. I love the different interpretations of different wizarding schools. Bonus points if he visits Hogwarts to attend or participate in the Triwizard Tournament.

To be Set Free by Merrinpippy | Completed | 35.8k | Teen and Up

Pairing: Harry Potter/ Tom Riddle

Summary: Harry Potter, raised and abused by the Dursleys ever since his parents died, lives in the cupboard under the stairs. He has no friends or family who love him and his life is dull until one day a letter arrives arrives for him, written in green ink, that promises freedom. Sounds familiar, right?King Thomas Riddle's illness combined with his political paranoia pushes him to arrange three royal balls, after which his son, Prince Tom Riddle, must choose a guest to marry, thereby securing the kingdom's future and solidifying their strength in the eyes of their allies/enemies. Tom is convinced that he will be able to defy his father and choose no-one, or at least he is until at the first ball he meets an attractive stranger with dark hair and glasses who won't tell anyone his name...

Notes: Fairytale Au’s are magical and this fic just proves it. You barely even need to put a spin on cinderella to fit Harry into his role in the story, which is sad but also absolutely perfect.

Azoth by zeigeistic | Completed | 88.7k | Explicit

Pairing: Harry Potter/ Draco Malfoy

Summary: Now that Harry is back at Hogwarts with Hermione for eighth year, he realises that something’s missing from his life, and it either has to do with Ron, his boggart, Snape, or Malfoy. Furthermore, what, exactly, does it mean when one’s life is defined by the desire to simultaneously impress and annoy a portrait? Harry has no idea; he’s too busy trying not to be in love with Malfoy to care.

Notes: Portrait Snape. That’s it. That’s all I have to say.

Death of Today by Epic Solemnity | Completed | 500.8k | Mature

Pairing: Harry Potter/ Voldemort

Summary: Raised in a Muggle orphanage, Harry arrives at Hogwarts a bitter boy. Unusually intelligent, he's recruited by the Unspeakables and the Death Eaters at a young age. As he grows older, he constantly has to struggle to keep his footing around a manipulative and bored Dark Lord, who fancies mind games and intellectual entertainment.

Notes: In all honesty, I don’t have much to add. Epic Solemnity is a fantastic author though so make sure to check out their other works.

Hermione Granger’s Hogwarts Crammer for Delinquents on the Run by waspabi | Completed | 93.3k | Teen and Up

Pairing: Harry Potter/ Draco Malfoy

Summary: 'You're a wizard, Harry' is easier to hear from a half-giant when you're eleven, rather than from some kids on a tube platform when you're seventeen and late for work.

Notes: I live for this Au. I would give my right hand and make quite a few human sacrifices for a sequel to this story.

Rebirth by Athey | WIP | 269.7k | Mature

Pairing: Harry Potter/ Tom Riddle

Summary: Two boys grow up together in an orphanage, grow powerful at school, are torn apart by death and brought back together by rebirth. Horcruxes aren't the only way to live forever. Necromancy, reincarnation, TR/HP Slash dark!Harry.

Notes: Ah, reincarnation. I always figured that Harry’s type of immortality would be much more interesting than tom’s in this story. A little bit of smut near the end there so you might want to watch out for that.

#harry potter #fanfiction #tomarrymort #tomarry #drarry #snarry #rec list #Salazar slytherin #Honestly #i just love these

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desperationandgin · 6 years ago

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Deep as the Road is Long (Part III, Chapter 23)

Rating: Lightly smutty toward the end.

Also Read On: AO3

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July 2017

He’s been uncharacteristically quiet for days, and it worries her.

Claire’s tried to pull things from him, she’s tried to get him to speak to her, but he always seems so lost in thought; never upset, never sad, just in his own head. She’s slightly concerned, but trying to follow his lead and not smother or push too hard, trusting that when he says he’s fine, he is. Still, she’s surprised when he suggests they go to dinner at Rocpool in the near future.

“Isn’t that--well. Isn’t it expensive?” she asks hesitantly.

Her reward is a broad smile, his first one in days, as though some sort of weight has been lifted from his shoulders. “How often do we go out? One dinner date ye have to dress up for. ‘Tis all I’m asking.”

Dress up, for a restaurant that’s reservations only. She should suspect, but she’s so relieved to see him smiling and happy that it doesn’t even register. Two nights later, while she sits across from Jamie looking over a menu of very expensive dinner items, Claire lets out a breath. “If we’re spending this sort of money, I feel as though I should get something different,” she says, squinting in the low lighting. “Christ, I can’t see anything.”

Jamie hasn’t looked at his menu once; he’s too busy watching her lean in and try to make out the small text in the dim room. It makes him smile to himself, the simple idea that he can take his time to memorize the way her eyebrows knit together when she’s focused, the way her lips part and her head tilts to one side as she thinks.

“Jamie?”

Blinking, his gaze focuses on her again, sitting up a bit straighter and grabbing his menu.

“Did you hear anything I just said?”

“Aye, ye forgot your glasses and canna see a thing. Dinna worry, I’ll take care of it,” he decides. “Might I order for ye?”

Claire puts down her menu and looks at him in amusement. “You know me so well, do you?” she asks with a teasing smile.

Reaching over the table, Jamie shrugs a bit as he captures her hand, though the confidence is written on his face. “I like to think so. Do ye trust me?”

Running her thumb over the back of his hand, she nods, sitting back in her chair. “I do. With more than just food, I hope you know.”

That means more to him than she might realize, especially after everything they’ve gone through--things that he put her through. She may see it as an innocent and one-off exchange; for him it’s a privilege he’s earned. “I ken it, but I reckon I’ll keep proving I’m worthy of it for the rest of my life.”

It’s another hint, but one that she doesn’t have time to dwell on before the waiter comes to ask if they’re ready to order. With no hesitation, Jamie orders a braised pork belly dish with chilies, ginger and orange for her, for himself a Scottish beef sirloin steak. He also requests a bottle of wine, something red and full of body that’s brought to the table, uncorked and poured for them.

Once they’re alone again, Claire can’t help but wonder what has him like this, unable to fathom what’s warranted a night out with such a hefty price tag. “Is the shop doing alright?” she asks curiously. Maybe sales are going so well he wants to spoil her a bit with a good meal. She can’t say it bothers her much, whatever his reason.

“The shop? Aye, ‘tis fine. Ian did a braw job when I couldn’t, and I should do something for him, though I’m no’ sure what.” What do you give to the person who kept your business afloat when you couldn’t get out of bed? It’s a distracting train of thought that gets his mind off of the true reason for dinner. “Do ye think it would be enough to offer to watch all of the bairns for a long weekend? Let him go away somewhere wi’ Jenny?”

For the past two years, his family has done nothing but support him, and it’s time to give something back in return. He paid Ian, but it isn’t about money, not to Jamie. There were days he would have rather sold the bookshop than think about running it, so for his brother-in-law, he’s grateful.

Claire’s face softens as she holds onto Jamie’s hand again across the table, squeezing gently. “I think that’s lovely. I could even help, perhaps we could go there and stay for a Friday evening through Monday afternoon? I’m sure I could take a day off to do it, and I could even keep the children so you could be at the shop on Monday.”

“Ye’d really do that, Sassenach?” Jamie asks, touched.

Thinking about it for a moment, she nods before reaching for her wine, taking a sip to gather her thoughts. “I would, Jamie. For family.” For a family that has treated her with amazing kindness and nothing less. “It’s a good idea, and you should offer it to Ian. Tell him to take Jenny somewhere with no alarm clocks and a comfortable bed.”

“They’ll need the long weekend for all the actual sleeping they’ll do the first day,” he figures with a fond smile. It is a good idea, one he shared and she broadened, and Jamie files it away. Soon; after other important things he needs to do. The weight in his pocket comes to the forefront of his mind now, thoughts wandering yet again.

He’d torn up the house looking for a box, antique wood with flowers carved into it that he remembered tracing with one small finger as a wee lad.

“Where is it, Jenny, do ye ken?”

“We’ll find it, brother, dinna fash or panic yet.”

“I’m no’ sure where mam’s things wound up, especially wi’ Da grieving as he was,” Jamie’d worried, but just as he’d been ready to try the attic he spotted the edge of a box in the far upper corner of the closet. Reaching blindly, he’d pulled it down and let out a breath. “Found it.”

Their mother’s jewelry box.

“Why do ye think Da didna bury Mam wi’ them?”

Jamie shook his head, then opened the box to find exactly what he was looking for. “Because of this moment, I reckon. Ye’re sure ye dinna want to wear them?”

Jenny’d shaken her head as she stood next to him, reaching in and pulling out a wedding ring and band. “Ian’s given me plenty. They’re yours, brother. And these.” A strand of pearls were pulled next. “She should wear them on the day.”

“Sir?”

“Jamie?”

Once again, Jamie finds himself blinking and clears his throat, nodding at the waiter to put the plate with steak in front of him. “Well, Sassenach? Does it look as though I chose well for ye?”

Claire eyes him curiously. “I’ll tell you when I taste it. Where did you go, just then?” she asks quietly.

Not wanting to make something up too far from the truth, Jamie clears his throat, scooting closer to the table. “I was thinking about my mother. Dinna ken why.” There’s the lie, but one he hopes he’ll be forgiven for once it’s clear why. They eat, trading forkfuls of food across the table to share.

“Admittedly, I wasn’t sure about the pork, but it’s delicious, Jamie. You picked perfectly,” Claire promises with a soft smile. She isn’t ignoring the comment about his mother, but it’s something she decides to bring up again when she’s holding him, when she can soothe.

“I told ye. I know ye well, even if ye dinna ken your own palate,” he teases, though his mind is working through every possible moment there is to ask her to marry him. He still hasn’t figured it out by the time their dinner plates are cleared away, instead talking with her about getting a better leash for Skye, possibly spending some time going to antique stores on Saturday morning; they talk through dessert and when the check arrives he has a moment of internal panic. He still hasn’t asked and he isn’t sure why. He wants to, wants it to be a perfect proposal, but for some reason, the restaurant doesn’t feel quite right.

They walk home, hand in hand, the moonlight making her look as though she’s glowing. It’s the perfect time to ask, he should do it, but before he can they’re at the front door and he’s pulled the keys from his pocket instead, letting them in. The evening, while nice, hasn’t entailed all he thought he would, and he realizes--as he hears himself offer to walk Skye while she changes--no moment will ever be perfect. He’s tried to make up for months of being so much less than perfect, but he should listen to her, stop trying to apologize in ways that aren’t verbally saying the words. They’re here now, they’re fine. It’s a revelation that comes as he and Skye round a corner; she doesn’t need something so grand he can’t even imagine. She just needs him.

He’s never rushed a dog to do its business so quickly in his life.

Back at the apartment in record time, Jamie doesn’t hesitate now, making his way to the bedroom and pausing in the doorway. Dress off, she’s standing in front of her vanity and leaning over a bit in just a bra and underwear so small he’s not even sure why she wore it to begin with. Smiling at him in the mirror, she slides an earring out of place. He hears her say something about the walk not taking long but he stops her, tugging her hand and turning her around to kiss her deeply, one hand cradling the side of her face. It’s a deep kiss, one that leaves him breathless and wanting, but finally, he reaches into his pocket, hand closing around the slight weight.

“Claire, I need to ask ye something,” he begins, pulling back just enough to see her face.

If it gets her answers about whatever’s been going through his mind, she’ll listen to anything he has to say, and one of her hands reaches up to rest lightly against his wrist. “What is it, Jamie?”

That hint of concern is back in her voice, and he looks down, swallowing hard and then forgoing the entire idea to get on one knee. Instead, he holds her close and presses his forehead to hers. “Do ye remember that night at the apartment when we danced?”

Closing her eyes, Claire lets herself think about life in Boston, a small hint of a smile gracing her features. “Janis Joplin.”

His lips press to the tip of her nose. “Aye. That was the first time I kent how well ye fit in my arms. I held onto the feel of ye there, head pressing to my chest. I was afraid I’d never feel it again.” The comforting weight of her nestled right there, close to his heart.

“And now? Are you still afraid?”

Opening his eyes to look at her, Jamie steps back and takes her left hand in his, kissing her knuckles. “No. I’m no’ afraid, Sassenach.” Wedding band first, Jamie slides the rings onto her finger. “I dinna think I’ll ever let ye go again if ye say yes.”

There’s a beat where she doesn’t understand what just happened before the ring on her finger registers and her breath catches. He’s asking her to marry him, even if an actual question never graced his lips. “Jamie--”

“I want to take care of ye. And Christ, I’m terrified. Terrified to love ye, terrified to lose ye, but since I’ve kent you, Claire, ye’ve brought me nothing but peace. I want to call you my wife,” he explains quietly, feeling as though he’s barely breathing.

“Yes,” she hears herself whispering, unable to take her eyes off of the rings on her finger.

“Yes?” Jamie whispers in return, thumb moving in slow circles over her temple, voice husky with emotion.

“Marry me,” Claire breathes out, just before her lips claim his as her own. As they kiss, one hand cradles his face before finally pulling back to look at the rings again. “Jamie, these are beautiful,” she murmurs.

“I know ye’re only supposed to wear the part wi’ the stone now, and I’ll give the band to ye at our wedding, but they were my mother’s,” he says quietly. “I couldna wait to see them on ye, both at the same time.”

“Oh, Jamie.” Swallowing a sudden swell of emotion, Claire blinks back fresh tears, pulling him into a tight hug and burying her face against his neck. For a few moments (longer than she means to) she stays just like that, breathing him in until pulling back to see his eyes. “This is why you wanted to go to dinner? Is it why you’ve been so distracted lately?”

He smiles softly. “Now ye ken why. I’d thought to propose at the restaurant, but it didna ever feel as though the timing was right. It probably isna right now, either, considering ye may as well be naked in my arms.”

The laugh that bubbles up from her is sudden, and she can’t help but nuzzle against his cheek. “I’m glad you did it this way. Any other way wouldn’t be us, Jamie.”

Raking his fingers through her hair, Jamie bends just enough to kiss her softly, sweetly, but it quickly turns into more as his hands move from her hair down her back, around her backside, and then he hoists. As soon as her legs are around his hips he moves to their bed, carefully lowering her to the mattress. Gaze drifting, he lands on those flimsy undergarments again and his fingers skirt the lace at her pelvis. “These dinna seem to serve a purpose, Sassenach.”

Regarding him for a moment, Claire sits up and reaches out, cupping his very obvious arousal in her hand. “I believe they’ve done their intended duty quite nicely, really.”

Barking out a laugh, Jamie reaches to move her hand, kissing her palm tenderly before gently pushing her back down. “Ye dinna need frilly things that cost ye half a salary to give me a cockstand, Sassenach.”

“You might have told me that before I bought them,” she teases, raising her hips as questing fingers tug at lace and push it out of the way. He makes quick work of her bra too, and when she’s completely bared to him, he steps back to undress with lightning speed. As he does, he watches her reposition herself until she’s against the headboard, sitting in such a way that no single part of her is left to the imagination.

If she was trying to make him useless, she’s succeeded. For a second he thinks he might speak, parts his lips, and then closes his mouth again. Relying on actions being stronger than words while he gathers himself, Jamie moves to the bed once more, tugging her until she’s flat on her back and he’s planted over her, kissing her until his body demands more oxygen. “Give me a thousand kisses,” he murmurs, kissing her neck. “Then a hundred and another thousand,” Jamie recites, kissing the hollow of her throat. “Then another thousand, then a second hundred.”

She knows the poem; over Christmas, she’d found a book in the library at Lallybroch and they’d curled together by the fire, reading. This one had struck her, stayed with her, and she’d found herself gravitating toward it over and over again. It was even saved as a note on her phone. So, as Jamie kisses and she arches, she manages to speak. “Then, when we--when we have performed many--ah--thousands, we shall shake them into confusion.”

Jamie’s lips move around the curve of a breast, kiss the peak of her nipple. “In order for us to lose the count--” He’s interrupted by a loud moan from her and so gives her more, trusting her with the next line.

Eyes closed and one hand planted in his hair, Claire thinks through the haze of budding arousal. “And--and in order to--in order not to let any evil person envy us,” she begins to finish, but then gasps as he presses kisses in a warm path down her stomach. For a moment she can’t think as his mouth blazes a trail across one inner thigh. “As no one will be aware of--Christ, Jamie,” she gasps as his tongue glides home between her thighs.

Raising his head briefly, one eyebrow arches. “I dinna remember my name in this poem, Sassenach. Finish it,” he murmurs as he ducks back down, nose grazing soft curls, giving her a chance.

Slowly, Claire’s hands drag up and down his back, memorizing the map of his scars as she begins from the last line.

“As no one will be aware of how many kisses there have been.”

Next Chapter

#outlander #outlander fic #jamie x claire #jamie fraser #claire fraser #datril #deep as the road is long

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ao3feed-danielsousa · 4 years ago

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Field Test

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3fVRE7K

by Luckyfishy

After 7X09 in the Lighthouse but before all hell breaks loose so before the events of 7x10. Daisy and Sousa get in a workout but also work each other up ... leading to the inevitable smutty goodness.

Words: 1895, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of Daisy-Sousa Smutarama

Fandoms: Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. (TV)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M

Characters: Daniel Sousa, Skye | Daisy Johnson, Jemma Simmons

Relationships: Skye | Daisy Johnson/Daniel Sousa, Skye | Daisy Johnson & Daniel Sousa

Additional Tags: Fighting Kink, Sex, Rough Sex, Teasing, Dirty Talk, Dirty Thoughts, Light Dom/sub, Sexy, Slow Burn, Smut, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Shameless Smut

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3fVRE7K

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #daniel sousa #agent carter

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sssn-neptune-vasilias · 6 years ago

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Masterpost 2019

Hey, it’s about time I made a new one of these after all this time, amirite? Thanks a million for reading my stuff all this time. I might make a poll soon for which fic gets its next chapter.

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RWBY

Tribute To Monty Oum

For Monty (x) (y) This was made to honor the life of the man who inspired me enough to get better.

Non-Shippy Stuff

Shattered Ice (x) (y) Yang and Weiss get into a bad argument

Monsters Once Heroes (x) (y) Plot edit dedicated to portraying Adam as the anti-hero most of the FNDM had seen in him before he was depicted as the sadistic sociopath canon introduced to us

Renora (Nora/Ren)

A Wish Kept Secret (x) Cute Renora fluff, no smut

Excerpts From Ren’s Journal (x) Character exercise dumps for Ren, usually short poems written in his POV

It’s Time To Say Goodbye (x) (y) One of my best stories, reviews are always appreciated

Lemon Tea (x) (y) The title is a pun even though there’s hardly any smut. Just really cute fluff

Let’s Try Something New (x) Butt-stuff

Together, Together (x) (y) Different smutty scenarios following Renora

What If? (x) (y) (Really cute, fluffy Renora)

Heartstrings In Knots (x) (y) My first shibari fic

Arkos (Jaune/Pyrrha)

A Little Less Traditional (x) (y) Arkos pegging *dedicated to pornstarloozy*

I’ll Make A Man Out Of You (x) (y) Pyrrha being super dominant with Jaune *cover by the-stray-liger*

In Our Humanity (x) Character exercises for Pyrrha

Restless Fantasies (x) (y) Pyrrha having some fun in the shower to the thought of Jaune touching himself

Blake/Sun/Adam

Pride (x) Polyamorous Blake/Sun/Adam fic dedicated to the-stray-liger for their amazing artwork

Bumbleby (Blake/Yang)

Blake, What Do Your Faunus Eyes See? (x) (y) Easily my best fic, cute slice of life Bumbleby fluff

North Pole (Weiss/Pyrrha)

Evening Dances (x) (y) Weiss seduces Pyrrha at prom

Monochrome (Weiss/Blake)

Hurricane Checkmate (x) (y) Surprisingly good smut I wrote against my own will

Milk & Cereal (Ruby/Pyrrha)

I Just Wanted A Shower (x) (y) Transgirl!Pyrrha fic I did to fill out a prompt

Black Velvet (Blake/Velvet)

Prey (x) (y) Blake works out her dominant urges with Velvet

Combat Goggles (Yang/Neptune)

Shocking Surprises (x) (y) Whp knew shock collars was an actual kink?

Sunflowyr (Yang/Ren)

Sunflowyr Dragons (x) (y) Sunflowyr being super cute together

Enabler (Ruby/Yang)

Strawberry Sunrises (x) (y) This is Enabler (Ruby/Yang) smut. If you need to avoid this for any reason please do so.

Seabiscuit (Neptune/Glynda)

Extracurricular (x) (y) Self-indulgent fluff of the ship I captain in my spare time *cover by the-stray-liger*

Cinder/Yang

Fanning the Coals (x) My attempt at a darker plot

Crosshares/Combat Totes (Coco/Velvet)

Girls and their Toys (x) (y) Velvet’s super shy so Coco decides to help her

Ladybug (Ruby/Blake)

Don’t Tell Yang (x) (y) Ruby’s coming of age and Blake’s there to show her the ropes

Bundycane (Velvet/Melanie/Miltiades)

The Candycane Club (x) (y) There is twincest (between the Malachite twins) in this one. If you need to avoid this for any reason please do so. (Chapter 1: canon!Twins/Velvet. Chapter 2: Cis-swapped!Twins/Velvet)

Snowbird (Qrow/Winter)

Descending (x) (y) Winter is coming... all over Qrow. Dedicated to the-stray-liger)

Sunny Bunny (Sun/Velvet/Ciel)

Sunny Bunny (x) Sun and Ciel spend some time with senpai Velvet

Black Sun (Blake/Sun)

Free Time (x) (y) Blake tests Sun’s Semblance

Emerald Series

Sunrises (x) (y) Emerald and Mercury start the day together

Sunsets (x) (y) (Sequel to Sunrises) Emerald and Mercury go on a date

Dawn (x) (y) (Prequel to Sunrises, Sequel to Sunsets) Emerald has a little too much fun with her alone time

Blake/Sun/Matte

Pirates In Lust (x) (y) First Mate Matte Skye walks in on Blake and Sun being intimate and is invited to be part of the sandwich

OCs

Bath Buddies (x) (@rosiedoestheirbest’s OCs Opal Rackley and Hana Jinsoku share some time in the bath together. Find both OCs at @teamoshn. Cover art by @stompinmonstersart)

SharkBites (x) (y) A novelization of a dope RP

Marvel

Gwenpool Kisses The Marvel Universe (x) (y)

Heroes Against The Odds (y)

Ficlets

Inappropriate- Renora

Midnight Snack- Renora

Cake- Renora

That’s Not Syrup- Renora

New Firsts- Renora

Bittersweet- Renora

Things About You- Renora

Pressure- Renora

Excited- Renora

Daddy- Nora/Pyrrha/Ren

Fraternizing- Seabiscuit

No Breaks- Seabiscuit

Progress- Seabiscuit

X=?- Seabiscuit

Wounded- Tauradonna

Baby Girl- Bumbleby

Incentive- Seabiscuit

Optional- Seabiscuit

Fibbing- Renora

Home Remedies- Pyrrha/Blake/Yang

A Schnee’s Penance- Frostbite

Fuck You Liger- Frostbite

Repairs- Reese/Yang

Bail- Blackboard

Frozen- Frostbite

Taste The Rainbow- Reese/Neon

I Don’t Have An Excuse For This- Weiss/Winter/Adam

Beeing A Schnee- Winter/Leila (damnian-wayne’s RWBY OC)

Sin- Nora/Leila (damnian-wayne’s RWBY OC)

Mother’s Day- Ruby (non-shippy)

Dad’s Not Home- Taiyang Xiao Long (non-shippy)

#Masterpost

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marvelousbirthdays · 5 years ago

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Happy Birthday, donnacraistalyn

August 18-Jemma Simmons/Tony Stark/Grant Ward, something smutty & fluffy & cracky, maybe with “At least you’ll die doing what you love; Walking into danger.” or “As the most amazing person in the room, I’ll gladly accept that.” for @donnacraistalyn

Written by @thestarfishdancer

“My boyfriend wants to sleep with you.”

Jemma looks up from the champagne she’s been nursing at Stark’s fundraiser – to which the whole of the rebuilt SHIELD had been invited - to glare at none other than Grant Ward.

“Is that a threat?” she snaps at him. “Because I assure you that even though you somehow managed to survive Hive and come back from deep space with a billionaire Avenger boyfriend, I have enough friends in this room who would not take kindly to that.”

“Then at least I’d die doing what I love... fighting suits who wish they were as good as me,” Ward says blithely, and she wants to kick him. “But no, not a threat. Consider it… an invitation, as it were.”

“An invitation,” she says incredulously.

“Yes.”

“To sleep with your boyfriend.”

“Yes,” he grins at her, crowding her slightly from behind, his voice soft close to her ear, in a way she might find terribly attractive in their bus days, before she knew he was the pillock he is. “Is it so hard to believe? That my boyfriend wants to sleep with you?”

“No,” she replies bluntly. “I’m an attractive, intelligent woman, and as a number of lucky cadets at the Academy could tell you, phenomenal in the sack. A good number of people want to sleep with me. What is quite hard to believe, rather, is you suggesting I do so.”

“Why?” Ward says, plucking the empty flute from her hand and replacing it with a full one – and when had she emptied it, she wonders - his fingers brushing over hers. “I know your attracted to him. I’m certain that hasn’t changed from when we were a team, and you and Skye – that is, Daisy – were going over which superheroes would be on your ‘list’.”

She takes a sip, followed by a larger pull of her drink when that doesn’t prove enough, then spins to face him, only refraining from shoving him because she has a feeling making a scene here would result in another stupid teammate versus teammate civil war. “I don’t know what you’re playing at, Ward,” she hisses, ready to storm off and find less manipulative company. She’s heard Dr. Foster was on the guest list; perhaps the astrophysicist has made it out of the lab by now. “Pretending at making overtures for the man you claim to love –“

“I’m not playing at anything,” Ward says, throwing her those sad puppy eyes she’s still had a hard time not being pulled in by, traitorous history between them aside. “Tony wants you, and I want Tony to get what he wants. Tony enjoys the company of men and women. I enjoy the company of men and women. Sometimes we enjoy that company together.”

He glances at Stark, chatting with Pepper Potts and Bruce Banner, catching their eyes, and Jemma raises her eyebrows when both blush.

“But, since you and I are not on the best terms…”

“You do have a gift for understatement.”

“C’mon. You know that curious mind of yours won’t settle for less than at least finding out if I’m lying to you,” he says, hooking her arm through his, and she finds herself letting him lead her out of the ballroom, into the hallway.”

“This better not be sort of ploy to get revenge for the splinter bomb,” she says.

“If it was,” he smirks down at her, “at least you’ll do what you love: walking into danger.”

“I do not love walking into danger!” she squawks, offended, as he guides her into a private elevator, pressing a button she has a sneaking suspicion would work only for a select few thanks to the advanced AI.

“Joined a field team without passing the test, jumped out of a plane 30,000 feet up, did a stint undercover in Hydra,” he lists, an amused grin on his lips. “Could have fooled me.”

She moves to glare a him, but then the elevators open to what might be the most sensually designed room that might exist. It’s certainly the most elegantly-appointed boudoir she’s ever been in, from the enormous bed to the other furniture she can only assume was designed with pleasure in mind.

“FRIDAY,” Ward says as Jemma walks slowly into the room, running her hand over the silk bedspread, the mahogany bedposts, and the leather-padded headboard. “Please let Tony know there’s a surprise for him in the playroom.”

The man in question arrives not long after the message is deliver, music queuing as he steps in, the erotic charge in the room rising.

“FRIDAY, stop,” he says, and if it weren’t for the surprised look on Ward’s face, Jemma might have murdered him on the spot. As much as a traitorous wanker as she thinks he is, her humiliation clearly wasn’t on the table.

“Babe?” Ward says, clearly at a loss as the music cuts abruptly.

Stark strides toward her, taking her hands in his, raising on to her lips and dropping a kiss on the back of it. “Not that I’m not very tempted – very, believe me. But no. It was a good thought, love,” he turns to Ward at that, “but I’m only interested in sharing with you. And that’s not on the table, so… no.”

“I don’t mind. I just want you to have what you want, and you want her, and she wants you. And if the rumors around the science cadets have any merit to them, you’ll both have a very, very good time.”

“More’s the pity,” Stark says, somehow managing to look sad and lustful at once. “But not without you, my love.”

“Oh for heaven’s sake,” Jemma says, exasperated with standing awkwardly as they both make pleading eyes at each other. She spins away from Stark to face Ward, grabbing fistfuls of his shirt to yank him down. “If you tell anyone about this, I will kill you.”

Then she’s pushing herself up on her toes so she can kiss him. Thoroughly.

“The same goes for you,” she says, breathless, as she turns to Stark, then stepping in to kiss him. Then his hands are finding their way around her to reach the zipper at her spine, drawing it down, down, down until her little black dress is pooling on the floor, the clasp of her bra undone. Stark slides it down her arms and tosses it somewhere, then he’s palming her breasts and nudging her legs apart with his knees. She has no time to think about the chill of the air at her back before Ward is behind her, his lips on a spot on her neck that he has no business knowing sends her stomach clenching with pure wants as one hand finds its way into her knickers.

Then its lips and hands and tongues and cocks, oh god, cocks, touching her, teasing her, driving her to orgasm after glorious orgasm until she completely loses track of, well, everything.

She wakes up, some hours later, in the bed they’d eventually stumbled to after making use of some very interesting use of physics as well as some of that fun furniture the night before. She’s the littlest spoon, thankfully, with Starks hand loosely draped around her belly and one of Ward’s arms thrown over his boyfriend to land on her hip. Easy enough to extract herself without waking her bed partners.

That is, if said bed partners were not a trained spy and a man whose probably-PTSD has left him hypervigilant.

“You don’t want to stay for breakfast,” Stark actually pouts at her as she pulls her dress off a dresser whose drawers she suspects are full of toys they never got around to last night and over her head, her bra having been found fortunately at the foot of the bed. Her knickers are nowhere to be found, and she has a sneaking suspicion that’s on purpose, though she isn’t sure which of them she can blame it one.

“Tony is very good for breakfast,” Ward leers up at her, even as his hands begin to run patterns on his boyfriend’s chest around the arc reactor. The matching smirks on their faces make for no mistaking that the double-entendre is intended.

“This,” she says as she gives up on her search for the scrap of black lace that is as good as good, grabs her purse and slides into her heels, “is never going to happen again.”

She’s a much better liar than she used to be, after Hydra, but if the knowing looks Stark and Ward exchange are any indication, she’s not fooling anyone.

No one, she must admit as she backs into the elevator, not even herself.

#Jemma Simmons/Tony Stark/Grant Ward #smutty #cracky

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jrubalcaba · 7 years ago

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Can’t Help Falling In Love - Ch. 8

Can’t Help Falling In Love Chapter 8- A Steve x OFC fanfiction

author: jrubalcaba

featuring: OFC Evelyn “Evie” Collins x Steve Rogers

word count: 2316 words

rating: PG 13

warnings: cussing and semi smuttiness

A/N: Thank you again to @celeb-fess ! This chapter will also be from Evie and Steve’s P.O.V

Evie’s P.O.V

I opened my eyes and sighed. Still no Steve. They left two and a half months ago, and have yet to come home. I’ve spoken to Steve maybe four times since they made it to their safe house, but that was five weeks ago.

I rolled out of bed and jumped in the shower. After I was done, I pulled on some jeans, one of Steve’s Under Armor shirts, and his hoodie and went to find breakfast. Nat, Alice, and Wanda were sitting at the bar, makeup and hair products piled up everywhere.

“Geez. Think you have enough stuff to get ready for tonight?” I asked them, walking to the pantry and pulling out some cereal.

“This isn’t just for us. We’re going to help you get ready too,” Wanda clarified. I finished pouring the cereal before putting the box away and grabbing the milk.

“Sounds good. I can’t do my makeup for shit so I’m glad you’re going to help.”

”Yeah I can’t do makeup either, so I’m glad we’re all doing it together,” Alice commented. I dug into my cereal and looked at the different piles. They had everything sorted into eyeshadows, mascaras, eyeliners, blush, and so on. I pulled out an eyeshadow palette and pointed at the shimmery midnight blue color.

“That’s the exact color of my dress.” The three of them looked at each other and grinned conspiratorially. I knew nothing good would come from this.

“That’s interesting. It matches Steve’s…tactical suit,” Alice mused. They shared another look that made me want to slap them all. “We’re just messing with you, Evie. You and Steve are a sweet couple. Well, you will be, once he gets home.” She looked sad, and I squeezed her shoulder.

I know she was missing Bucky something fierce. “They’ll be home soon, Alice. Or we’ll just have to mount a rescue party and go collect them ourselves.” She smiled! Mission accomplished. I put my empty bowl in the sink and walked around the counter. “So what are you thinking for me? My shoes are blue, but you won’t be able to see them when I have the dress on.”

They looked at each other for a minute, before pulling out a chair and ordering me to sit. I did as instructed, pulling my hair out of the messy bun I had it in. They walked around me, studying my face and hair.

“What does the dress look like?” Wanda asked. I pulled up the pictures I had taken on my phone and showed them. They nodded in unison. “That’s actually really gorgeous. Nice job, Evie.” They started looking at everything they had before Nat looked over her shoulder at me.

“What are you wearing underneath?” She smirked and gave herself away.

“Ok, what’s going on? Why does it matter what I’ve got on under my dress?” Nat rounded on me, smiling fondly.

“Because the guys are trying their damnedest to get home in time for the ball.” I felt my jaw drop.

“Really? Steve could come home tonight?” I asked, astonished. The girls exchanged looks before turning back to the table.

“Possibly. Bucky called me last night and told me that there was a possible way home coming up, but they weren’t sure if they were going to make it,” Alice explained. She reached out and grabbed my hand. “He said that if they weren’t home by noon today, then they missed their chance.” We stared at each other for a bit, understanding that our guys could be gone for even longer, and the thought was almost too much to bear.

“Oh,” was all I was able to squeak. Nat squeezed my shoulder sympathetically.

“But, on the off chance that they are able to come home, you need to be ready.” I shot her a quizzical look. “I’m pretty sure that if he does make it home tonight, Steve’s not going to let anything come between you two. So, what would you wear in that event?” I thought about it for a moment before chuckling.

“Well, I’d have to pull out the big guns then.” Wanda snorted before turning to me.

“The big guns? What are those?” I smiled before laughing.

“I’d have to show you. Words don’t do them justice.” I jumped off the chair and ran to my room. I rooted around in my underwear drawer before finding what I was looking for. I trotted back out into the kitchen and show them to the girls.

“Bravo Evie. Steve would love that,” Alice whistled.

“Oh wow. Yeah, He’d be in for a real treat,” Natasha complemented. I smiled smugly to myself before we all began to get to work figuring out how we were going to look for the night.

I was waiting for Wanda, Alice and Nat to meet me in the living room when Tony and Rhodey walked in, looking absolutely dapper in their suits. “Wow, look at you two ladykillers. Pepper’s gonna have her hands full fighting women off of you, Tony.” He smirked before gesturing at me.

“C’mon, let’s see it,” he instructed, making a twirling motion with his hand. I obliged, spinning around slowly so they could see every angle. Rhodey started clapping.

“You wanna talk about killing it? Look at you. You look absolutely stunning,” he complimented before hugging me. Bruce walked up then, enveloping me in a hug as well.

“You look amazing Evie.” I hugged him back before releasing him.

“Thanks, Bruce. You don’t look half bad yourself.” He had shaved (finally) and looked absolutely dashing. Vision, Wanda, Nat, and Thor walked up, and we took turns showing off how we looked. “What the hell is taking Alice so long?” I whined. Tony put his arm around my shoulders and steered me towards the elevator.

“I’m sure she’ll join us up at the party. Come on, let’s take a selfie before we go.” I huffed before we all got around Tony and took a picture. We then climbed into the elevator and heading to the mezzanine for the ball. When the doors opened, we all stepped out and began to mingle.

I grabbed a drink from the bar before spotting Skye and Jemma across the room. I hurried over and we all squealed with excitement as we began to catch up. Maria joined us and we all stood and watched people dance. Suddenly, something cold and metal ran up my spine and I shivered, spinning around to find the culprit.

“James Buchanan Barnes! Why do you constantly have to irritate me?” I scolded, slapping his flesh arm. He laughed before pulling Alice in for a kiss. “Wait, what are you doing here? Alice said if you guys weren’t here by noon, then you weren’t coming home for awhile.” I looked at the both of them, noticing the Grinchy smile that crossed his face.

“That was bullshit, wasn’t it?” I shook my head. “Nice beard by the way. Makes you look way older.” He grinned at Alice before elbowing me.

“It’s my job to irritate you,” he joked. I laughed as Sam, Clint and Scott walked up, along with another man and his date. “And no, it wasn’t bullshit. I surprised Alice too. We were just too busy to tell you.” I flipped the two of them off. “So you like it?” he asked, scratching his chin. “It took awhile to grow it, but it’s there.” Alice ran her fingers through it before he rubbed his face against hers.

“Sod off Buck!” she groaned, trying to pull away. He finally stopped, her face red where he had rubbed against her.

“Ya, his may be there, but mine is better,” the newcomer bragged, his girlfriend pulling him in for a kiss. I went to ask who he was but stopped. He did have quite the beard, fuller than Bucky’s.

I glanced back at the guys and noticed that Sam looked the same as before, but Clint and Scott both had more hair on their faces. Clint’s was more of a goatee, but Scott’s beard was…impressive.

“Jesus Lang. How the hell did you manage to grow that beast?” I exclaimed, stepping forward to run my fingers through it. “Is Hope here? Has she seen it yet?” Oh man. Not only was his beard full and thick, it was oh so soft.

“Nah. Steve bet us all $100 that we couldn’t grow a beard better than he could. I am proud to say that I finally did something better than Captain America, and I am now $500 richer.” I suddenly realized that I was still petting Scott’s beard. I pulled my hands back, sheepishly looking around at everyone as they laughed.

“Yeah, just wait until she gets a load of Steve’s. She’s gonna lose it,” Clint noted. The guys all laughed. I looked at them in disbelief. There’s no way…is there?

“Steve grew one too? Like actually grew a beard?” I asked, my heart racing. Bucky nodded before leaning in and whispering:

“Why listen to us, when you can take a look for yourself?”

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Steve’s P.O.V

I was nervous for some reason. I haven’t been to a charity ball before, but knowing that Evie was there, waiting for me, was enough to get me through.

The quinjet had landed on the roof hours ago. Bucky and I had come up with the idea of making Alice and Evie think that we weren’t coming home today, so when we made it in, after all, I went to Sam’s and stayed with him, opting to get ready there in case Evie decided to hang out in my room. Buck couldn’t wait any longer, so he went to reunite with Alice. I made him swear to keep her quiet because I wanted to surprise Evie still. We also told the rest of the team so they could help us keep her distracted.

Once we got a text from Tony saying that they were headed upstairs with Evie, we all finished getting ready before getting in the elevator and heading up. The doors opened and we got out, separating. I slowly made my way to the bar, stopping here and there, talking with guests. I was finally able to get a drink and I stood at the bar, looking around for Evie. Finally, I spotted her on the other side of the room, surrounded by the rest of the guys.

My god was she beautiful. No, there wasn’t enough words to describe how she looked. I honestly couldn’t think straight with how incredible she was. Her hair was pulled up, away from her face, showing off the graceful arch of her neck. Her dress, which was gorgeous on its own, paled in comparison to her beauty.

She reached up and as she began stroking Lang’s beard, a simmering rage burned through me. I knew I had no reason to be jealous of Lang, or of any other man for that matter, but seeing her lovingly caressing another man’s face still had me in a tizzy. She suddenly pulled her hands away and there was laughter. Buck happened to look over and catch my eye before leaning in and whispering in her ear.

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Evie’s P.O.V

I turned around and there he was. My breath caught in my throat at the sight of him. He had grown a beard, and it was fantastic. He was wearing a suit that matched my dress, no doubt thanks to divine intervention.

He walked over, and it’s like time was slowing down. Steve eventually reached us, and everything was right with the world.

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Steve’s P.O.V

I reached her, and nothing else mattered anymore. She smiled at me and suddenly, there was no one else in the room. I grabbed her hand and led her outside to the balcony. We stood at the railing, looking over the city lights, my arms bracketing hers. We stayed that way for god knows how long, relishing each other’s presence. ‘Can’t Help Falling In Love’ was playing over the speakers, and it brought me back to our first date when we danced to it. I smiled at the memory, realizing that I truly could not help falling in love with her.

After a while, she turned in my arms, lacing her hands around my neck. “Hi.” She began to run her fingers through my beard. “This is new. Are you going to keep it?” I chuckled, pleased that she liked it.

“I don’t know. Captain America doesn’t have a beard.” She looked up at me, batting her eyes.

“But Steve Rogers can,” she argued. “It’s really up to you, I guess.” She pouted slightly, her lips catching in a slight smile to show she was teasing me. I slipped a finger under her chin and pulled her face up.

“It’s grown on me, no pun intended.” She giggled at that, and it was one of the best sounds I’ve ever heard. “It beats having to shave every day, and if you really like it, I’ll keep it,” I answered her. She smiled again, and I couldn’t stand it any longer before crashing my lips to hers. I pulled her flush against me, my arms snaking around her waist. Her hands wound into my hair, tugging it gently.

Our hands began to wander, exploring each other. One of my legs came to rest between hers, as one of hers came between mine. We slowly began to rut against each other, our kisses becoming more and more frantic until finally, her hands came to rest on the button of my pants.

We broke apart, gasping for breath. Once we settled down, we locked eyes and straightened up, an unspoken agreement that we needed to get behind closed doors before we went any further. I grabbed her by the hand again, leading her through the crowd toward the elevator.

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#jrubalcaba #cant help falling in love #steve rogers #evie collins

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hidden-otaku-stuff · 4 years ago

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the constellations

a list of tags I use and TW to blacklist

✨ skye rambles: rants, personal info about me

✨ skye’s writing updates: any updates I have regarding my writing, or any thoughts I might have about something I’m working on

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✨ skye’s requests: any posts that came from a user’s requests!

✨ skye’s asks: my responses to asks!

✨ spicewithskye: NSFW/Smutty things that I create and/or share. any thirst posts will also be included here!

✨ skye’s thirstin: reblogs of SMUT/NSFW content will be tagged as such

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✨ skye’s matchups: any matchups that I fulfill

✨ skye’s dark side: any work that I reblog and/or write that has DARK CONTENT (such as yandere) will be tagged as such

✨ skye gives advice: want someone to give you advice? drop by my inbox and i’ll do my best to help you! (Could be about life, university, writing, etc)

triggers & content warnings (this will be updated whenever I post something if relevant tags are included)

tw: anxiety

tw: mental health

tw: depression

tw: dubcon

tw: smut

tw: death

tw: blood

tw: fight

tw: major character death

cw: weed

tw: dark content

#trigger warnings

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justagirlwithanoralfixation · 2 months ago

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i love ur prongsfoot, can i have more?

~🏳️‍🌈

ask and you shall receive

i give you: prongsfoot being the hot popular couple

i can honestly see this with high fem presenting sirius

they’re popular, but also arseholes

i mean they’re both on the quidditch team, they can always be found sitting next to each other in the common room

‘never saw one without the other did you’

‘quite the double act’ you know what i mean

making out in the hallways just because

if there’s a party it’ll only take like two drinks for them to head to the dorms, fuck, and come back for another round of shots

their friends sometimes say it’s disgusting

‘did you at least wash your hands?’

e x h i b i t i o n i s m

quickies. all the fucking time.

handjobs under the table? loveeee

they’re so devoted to each other, it is sickening

like, sirius will be talking to a girl, arm around her shoulder, kinda flirting and she’s like

‘omfg i’m gonna fuck that hottie’

but then james pulls up and just plants the lips on sirius

and the girl is put off at first

and then even more put off

jamie and siri will watch her walk away with the smuggest smiles

and then they just go right back to making out

oh now i’m kinda liking the idea of remus x sirius x james

threesome?

mmmmmmmmmm

#i got an ask?#skye’s smutty thoughts #🏳️‍🌈 anon #romantic prongsfoot #prongsfoot #sirius black #james potter #james x sirius #sirius x james

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ladyknightskye · 7 years ago

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Wow, I just realized how long I’ve been involved some way, shape, or form in fandoms. @iraofthewinds very nicely complemented my pen name, and I’ve been puttering around the inter webs using some form of it for almost 13 years now. I think my first couple of accounts were under Niteskye (over on FFN and dA), then I switched over to LadyKnightSkye when I finally joined that Saint Seiya fan forum whose name has long eluded me.

Interestingly, my pen name is actually meant to allude to my first two fandoms - Sailor Moon and Saint Seiya. Both of them follow astronomical/astrological themed individuals, so that’s why I chose to include Skye (whose spelling I got after reading some incredibly smutty Bertrice Small novels. Skye O’Malley was an interesting series y’all, God rest Ms. Small’s soul.) and Knight actually comes from the rather bad dub of Saint Seiya that I saw on Cartoon Network’s Toonami block. It was called Knights of the Zodiac, so yeah, Knight. And the Lady was because I was a muthafrickin’ lady - or that’s what I liked to say about myself while in the depths of my teenage depression.

Not to mention that no matter how you emphasize my name, it comes out sounding like a badass OC - Lady KnightSkye; LadyKnight Skye.

So, followers, I’m interested in knowing how you got/came up with your pen names/user names. Tell me all about em if you like - I’m honestly interested in this since I’ve never really thought about it since I came up with my pen name 13 years ago. Oh, or if you want to talk about some of the weirdest smutty romance novels you’ve ever read.

#LKS thoughts #Pen names #romance novels #I love em #but God have some of them been weird

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braincellsart · 6 years ago

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I freeze and stare at my finger. My throat starts tingling, familiar tears announcing themselves.

Am I not caring enough for the homeless? Don’t I do everything I could to make the world better? Myself better? This is a disaster!

It means t I have to visit the rejuvenation center for the third time in as many months. Naturally we are all born with the purest of liquids running through our veins for our kind are ethereal by birth.

We are born to help but we forget this place is relentlessly full of tempting toxic. We call it TT. The longer we stay untreated the deeper it goes under the skin. And when there is enough TT, blood thickens and it’s possible you forget who you really are- or so I’ve heard. Without the rejuvenation center I would be dead for sure!

Skye looks up from the desk as I enter. She’s 5”8, brunette, in her thirties and simply the most beautiful being I’ve ever laid eyes on. She smirks as she recognises me.

“Ah back so soon!”

“Yeah.”

“The usual TT treatment?”

“Yeah.”

We are not alone, there are three rows with patients in chairs hooked up to humming TT machines.

I drop on the chair and help myself to the cables. Skye is prepping the needle for the TT transfusion. She looks down on me and her long brown hair accidentally brushes my face. It smells of coconut and a hint of strawberry.

“Oh sorry, I lost my hairband this morning.”

I smile weakly for I feel like a clumsy bear around her. I’m at least 15 years older.

Deep down I know why there is so much TT in my blood- I have been sitting on that couch knitting, thinking of her. I’m alternating between anger and shame.

A fool with smutty thoughts galore, when I’m honest! The needle prick is not enough punishment- I feel my burning cheeks and I can’t stop imagining her kissing me and...

She looks at me with those green eyes a moment too long. My heart races.

“Hm, you really are clogged up, Blair.”

“Yeah, I’m not feeling so good...”

And before I can say ‘move away!’, I projectile vomit black stuff all over her and pass out.

I open my eyes hoping it was all just a bad dream. My head is throbbing like someone tap-danced on the back of my thick skull. I’m draped on a worn couch in the back room of the center.

I lower my eyes in shame when Skye enters wearing different clothes and wet hair. “I’m so sorry,” I croak. She waves her hand. Don’t worry, it happens.”

How she says it makes me feel worse. It happens that people vomit often in her presence suppose.

Skye is lifting my arm and gently moves my neck to the side. She is inspecting my rune signs. Everyone of my kind has them written all over their bodies. They are for protection and focus. When the blood turns black, the signs slowly fade and disappear.

“You are beautiful, Blair”, she almost whispers as she inspects the rune on my neck. Her hands feel like tiny needles on my skin. I shiver where her fingers touch me. The headache turns into dizzy spins and I try so hard not to loose her gaze.

“What is it you want so much it makes you fade, Blair?” I lower my eyes and get up shakily. I’m naked under the sheet she has draped around me. I stagger to my feet, pretending I don’t hear her prying question.

My clothes are on a chair and I reach for them. I’m angry and confused as to why she asks me such a question since she is a stranger. Skye leaves the room in silence and I don’t dare looking at her at all. “Sorry” is all i can mutter in her general direction before I walk out.

I look in the mirror. It’s not good at all. My neck and left arm runes are all but gone. My blue eyes have a brown tinge now and my skin is pasty. My white hair has streaks of black. I’m certain blackouts will soon embrace me fully. I will cease to exist. I lay down and wait. Not long now and the black will swallow me and melt me into a mindless wilful beast of a human.

I curl up and wait. The black blood rushes in my ears loudly and my heart beats like a drum. Death, forgetfulness, nothing. Maybe there is peace from the burning hunger I feel for her. I try so hard not to think of her hands touching me and her lips kissing me that I only hear the doorbell from afar. I don’t want to open. I want to fade to black in peace, damit!

“Blair!” I hallucinate. It can’t be her? “Blair, open up!” I do and she almost jumps back at my deteriorating sight. “Let me in, we need to talk!”, she says determined. I abandon the door and drag myself back to a chair. She stands in front of me, then kneels to face me directly.

By now I hear and see everything from afar and tinged in yellow. Skye looks at me intensely and with concern. Every second she is in my presence accelerates my demise.

“Look at me Blair...” and then she just kisses me. At first soft with her mouth closed and then she presses her lips firmly on mine until I feel like I come up grasping for air from the bottom of a black lake and hungry for tasting her mouth, her whole body.

So hungry for her, it feels like shedding my skin because it weighs me down. My runes glow fiercely all over and burn my skin. I give in, I surrender... if I die of my impure thoughts now I want to celebrate every breath I have left, absorbed in her. Skye and Skye is all I can think and breathe and touch and taste.

Death does not happen today. In fact it may not happen at all. I’m lying here engulfed in Skye, my love. Peacefully I realise all impurities are caused by denying myself to love her. As I accept her love I become who I really am. My runes are restored and my blood is naturally clear, just like yours.

Our blood is naturally clear, it thickens and darkens with each impure act. You have always dedicate yourself to good and helping others but today while knitting beanies for the homeless you accidentally prick your finger. Your blood is jet black and so thick it doesn’t even drip.

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evieoh · 8 years ago

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Tagged by @alkenifanfiction

2016 AO3 stats:

User Subscriptions: 34

Kudos: 1330

Comment Threads: 295

Bookmarks: 232

Subscriptions: 139

Word Count: 136331

Works written in 2016 partially or wholly:

While I try to forget I used to be something great (one-shot, Gen-rated) Hive/Ward skyeward AU after 3.10 "The emotions feel so foreign, he has tasted the edge of them briefly in his long lifetime, through many hosts, but never like this. Never this agony that cries for more. This need for destruction that aches in his bones. She is the sun and he wants to burn in her flames. This is what sends men to war, this is what they die for. And this is the piece that has been missing. She is the spark that lights the void within him."

We gotta have it, We have no control (one-shot, Explicit) Season 3 AU. Shameless PWP. "She gets the most absurd urge to laugh at the absolute insanity of their situation. She is trapped, for all intents and purposes surrounded, making out in a closet with the bad boy. It's like some kind of warped secret agent version of Seven Minutes in Heaven."

and the sequel -

Let me see your hand, Show me what you got (one-shot, Explicit) Ward pov. Smut with a tiny bit more plot than the first part. If you squint.

Between the Shadow and the Soul (6 Chapters, Explicit) Season 3a AU/fix-fic. After Malick kidnaps Skye/Daisy in an attempt to use her to open the portal, she is rescued by Ward and a butterfly effect is set in motion. (My first real multichapter fic, I am so proud of this thing. It is and will always be my baby. I think my writing has improved over the year, but I am still so proud that I managed to write this and get it done in the time frame I set myself)

It's our Time to Make a Move (one-shot, Mature) Skyeward no-SHIELD AU. Skye reluctantly gets dragged to her 10 year high school reunion, where her high school crush returns with a vengeance.

I Pick my Poison and it's You (one-shot, Explicit) Has anyone else wondered how on earth they could get it on in those tiny ass closets they call bunks? The answer, it turns out, is not easily. (Season 1 AU smut. The blame for this fic falls entirely on Daisy, who took my complaining about the impracticality of having sex in the pods on the bus and demanded I write a story from it. My first real attempt at comedy-fluff. I'm pretty happy with it.)

tell me how all this, and love too, will ruin us (one-shot, Explicit) Hydra!Skye role reversal set during The Well. Written for Skyeward smutfest. Angsty AF.

We Kiss the Dusk Goodnight (one-shot, Explicit) She finds him in Mexico. It's been eight months since she last saw him. “You came,” he repeats, his voice still sounding amazed and a little surprised. “Of course I came,” she says, leaning her forehead against his. “It just took me awhile to find you.” (Smutty one-shot sequel to Between the Shadow and the Soul.)

we drink the fatal drop (then love until we bleed) (one-shot, Explicit) AU during 1x20. Skye and Ward both know there is no happy ending for them, no way this will end in anything but heartbreak. But neither of them can resist the pull of the other, this force drawing them together. (Smut and angst, my specialty apparently)

I'm Just Dying to be the Friction in Your Jeans (3 Chapters, Mature) When Skye's friend's drag her out for a girls night out for a night of exotic entertainment, she is less than enthused. A certain smoldering dancer catches her attention and might just be enough to change her mind though. (Again, never joke about fic ideas to Daisy. She will not let you not write the thing.)

our hearts are too ruthless to break (one-shot, Mature) Skyeward/Nikita AU. (alternatively, evie tries to cram all of Daisy's favorite tropes into one fic for her birthday fic and also aims to make her cry.)

Maybe I'm Too Busy Being Yours To Fall For Somebody New (6 Chapters, Mature) (College AU!) Skye meets Grant Ward during Freshman orientation and it's Loathe At First Sight. He is easily the most irritating and infuriating person she has ever met. But fate (and their friends) seem determined to push the two of them together. Over the next four years their lives become inextricably intertwined, as they are forced to admit that they might actually be friends.

If The Fates Allow (2 Chapters, Mature) Stuck at the airport on December 23rd due to a snowstorm that has grounded all flights, Skye just wants to get home to celebrate Christmas with her friends. Becoming nemeses with the very attractive but utterly irritating guy sitting next to her was not in her plan. But fate has a funny way of bringing two people together when they least expect it.

Favorite Fic: I think I have to go with College AU (aka Maybe I'm Too Busy Being Yours To Fall For Somebody New), I started writing it back in May and then my enthusiasm dwindled until Daisy came along and kicked my ass until I finished it and I am so forever grateful to her for it. The fic is a tropey cliched mess and I do not care. I had so much fun writing it, and the comments I got on it are my favorite from any of my stories.

Hardest Fic: I think it was probably 'we drink the fatal drop (then love until we bleed)'. I had a really hard time getting the tone right. I knew from the start I needed the story to be from Ward's pov, but then I struggled with my fear of it seeming like Skye was coerced at all without having any way of seeing her thought process. I got so frustrated I nearly quit writing it at least three times, but I had amazingly supportive friends who helped me through it and now it is one of my favorite stories I've written, so I suppose the struggle was worth it.

Do You Plan to Take Prompts in 2017? I'm not great with prompts, I never have been. That said, I would like to be better. I make no promises though.

What was the best thing about 2016? While I technically wrote my first Skyeward fic in the final week of 2015, I'm gonna say that my getting back into writing again for the first time in years. And challenging so many of my previously held ideas about my own boundaries. I wrote a fic that was three times longer than anything I had ever written in the past. I wrote shameless smut. I wrote complete AUs. I wrote fluffy fun cotton candy fics.

What was the worst thing about 2016? Losing my momentum in the second half of the year.

Any last thoughts for 2016? I am so glad I finally started writing again, and I am so grateful for all of the amazing feedback that inspires me to keep doing it. (And I am so incredibly grateful for @stargazerdaisy for inspiring and demanding and cajoling and encouraging me all the time, I swear I would have only posted like 3 rambling and semi-incoherent fics, riddled with run-on sentences and over abuse of commas, without her)

Goals for 2017: Alias AU! After talking about it for almost an entire year now.

#fic meme #my fic

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inloveandwords · 5 years ago

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In light of my recent eBook haul, I thought it would be fun to share all the audiobooks I hauled last month.

Thankfully, Audible Escape lets you view your borrow history now, which makes this even easier!

I subscribe to a bunch of audiobook services, so I’ve broken up this list by each service.

If you’d like to watch the video version of this post, head over to my BookTube channel:

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Audible Credits

I used my precious monthly credit on House of Earth and Blood by Sarah J Maas. This is SJM’s first adult book. It’s an urban high fantasy with all sorts of magical creatures including angels, fae, demons, shifters, and sprites. I read the first half of the physical book and listened to the rest on audio to give my hands a break from the weight of that hefty book.

Goodreads

I purchased a couple of extra credits and ended up using one of them on The Happy Ever After Playlist by Abby Jimenez. This is the second book in The Friend Zone series. I adored The Friend Zone even though some think the ending is problematic. In fact, I liked it more than this one, just a bit. It’s about a grieving woman who finds the hero’s lost dog and takes care of him while he is on vacation. If you like dogs, you’ll like this series.

Goodreads

The other credit I used to get the second book in the Hard Hitters series by Nalini Singh – Rebel Hard. Unfortunately, I DNF’d this one. I just wasn’t feeling it, but I might try it again. This is a contemporary romance with an arranged marriage trope.

Goodreads

Audible Escape Borrows

Inappropriate by Vi Keeland I liked this one more than I expected! I gave it 4 stars. It’s about a girl who gets fired for having inappropriate content on her private social media and ends up calling her boss’s boss in a drunken rage. It’s their romance and it was really good!

Goodreads

Better When It Hurts by Skye Warren This is a super short gritty stripper romance novella that I read for Smutathon. It was ok. I gave it 3 stars.

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Pipe Dreams (Brooklyn Bruisers # ) by Sarina Bowen This is a contemporary hockey romance series that I’ve been reading and enjoying! I gave this book stars.

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Assigned a Mate by Grace Goodwin This is a slightly ridiculous alien mail order bride super short, smutty book I read during Spring Break. It was OK for what it is and I gave it 3 stars.

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Fighting for Everything by Laura Kaye This is an emotional friends-to-lovers military romance where the hero is dealing with some serious PTSD. I enjoyed everything in this book except the romance and considering this is a romance, I only gave it 3 stars.

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The Year We Fell Down by Sarina Bowen This is a friends-to-lovers new adult sports romance with disability rep. Our heroine is recently wheelchair-bound after a hockey incident. I loved seeing her journey, but the romance wasn’t believable – I would’ve preferred the two just stay friends and I didn’t agree with the hero’s choices. 3 stars.

Goodreads

Menace by JM Darhower This is a dark scarred hero mafia romance that just had a weird tone to it that threw me off. I also didn’t really care too much about the characters or the story in general and ended up giving it 3 stars.

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Hard Hitter (Brooklyn Bruisers # 2) by Sarina Bowen This is another book in the Brooklyn Bruisers contemporary hockey romance series that I’ve been enjoying.

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Jock Row by Sarah Ney I DNF’d this one because the heroine was so annoying. It’s about a girl who is kicked out of a frat party for being … annoying … she refuses to leave because her friends are there (even though her friends didn’t care about her), so the hero is charged with guarding her from coming in the house and somehow ends up falling for her even though she’s the worst. I think she was supposed to be funny, but she wasn’t. It would appear this author is not for me because I didn’t like How to Date a Douchebag either.

Goodreads

I Dare You by Ilsa Madden This was OK. It fell a little flat for me despite having a cute premise. It’s new adult unknown number sports romance and the two of them dare each other to do things. 3 stars.

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The entire Pucked series by Helena Hunting This was a reread for me – I love this series! I fell even more in love with Book 6 than I did the first time I read it!

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January by Audrey Carlan This was a short read for Smutathon and it was dumb. We have our stereotypical “I’m not like other girls” heroine that made me roll my eyes more often than not. The hero wasn’t well developed either. 2 stars.

Goodreads

Brooklynaire (Brooklyn Bruisers #4) by Sarina Bowen NEW FAVORITE! I adore this book so freaking much! 5 million stars! It’s about the quirky owner of the hockey team who also happened to build a tech company from the ground up and the girl he has cared about for years – his assistant who has no idea.

Goodreads

Cherish Hard by Nalini Singh This has one of my favorite heroes and a super fun second meet cute. It’s about a girl who gets publicly dumped at a party in college and the younger guy who has liked her since then.

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Starry Eyes by Jenn Bennett I read this book during Spring Break and really enjoyed it. It had all the elements I like in a YA. It’s a friends to lovers to enemies to lovers, forced togetherness romance that takes place in the wilderness for the majority of the book.

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Misconduct by Penelope Douglas This was a really good forbidden romance between a teacher and her student’s father with a great meet cute.

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The Summer I Turned Pretty by Jenny Han I love this author’s To All the Boys series and I was hoping I’d like this one just as much, but I ended up DNFing this one.

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Art & Soul by Brittainy C Cherry BCC has yet to let me down so far. This is a sweet romance between a musician and an pregnant artist in high school who have to work together on a school project.

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Try by Ella Frank I did not like this one at all. The main character was pushy and made me super uncomfortable. I ended up DNFing this one.

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The Butterfly Project by Emma Scott This was a rec from a subscriber and I absolutely loved it. It’s about a tattoo artist with a troubled past who has dreams of publishing a graphic novel and ends up moving in with a guy she just met in a one bedroom apartment. This is so swoony and the hero is amazing.

Goodreads

Fire in His Blood by Ruby Dixon This is the author of the Ice Planet Barbarians series that I really enjoyed. This book is a post-apocolypic dragon shifter romance. This was just ok for me. I gave it 3 stars.

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Audible Sale Purchases

Audible had a $5 sale and I picked up a couple of exciting books!

Wolfsong by TJ Klune This was my favorite read of April. I absolutely adored this book because of the epic romance and the all around fantastic story. It’s a slowburn M/M shifter romance.

Goodreads

Rhapsodic by Laura Thalassa I bought this blindly simply because of the author, but since then I found out that a lot of people really enjoy this book. I believe it is a fantasy romance with fae.

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Libro.FM Credits

This is my new favorite audiobook service because all purchases benefit independent bookstores! They have a great selection. It works just like Audible. You can get your first month free with my link!

Docile by KM Szpara This seems to be a pretty polarizing read and the premise sounds interesting to me. It’s takes place in a world where family debt can be erased in exchanged for slavery for the rest of your life. If you choose to do that, you get injected with a drug called Docile which makes you complient. This is the story of a man who decides to do this without the drug.

Goodreads

Sick Kids in Love by Hanna Moskowitz This is a YA romance between two teens with chronic illnesses. I’m here for the chronic illness rep.

Goodreads

April Audiobook Haul In light of my recent eBook haul, I thought it would be fun to share all the audiobooks I hauled last month.

#Book Haul

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sssn-neptune-vasilias · 8 years ago

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Masterpost

I’m making a new masterpost even though I haven’t published a new story in months because I HAVE added a couple of chapters to ongoing stories and that still counts as an accomplishment

X for ff.net link

Y for AO3 link

Currently In Progress

Black Sun (Semblance Play), Extracurricular edits, Emerald Series Part IV (Emerald/Neo Semblance Play)

Tribute To Monty

For Monty (x) (y)This was made to honor the life of the man who inspired me enough to get better.

Non-Shippy Stuff

Shattered Ice (x) (y) (Yang and Weiss get into a bad argument)

Monsters Once Heroes (x) (Story edit dedicated to portraying Adam as the anti-hero most of the FNDM had seen in him before he was depicted as the sadistic sociopath canon introduced to us)

Renora (Nora/Ren)

A Wish Kept Secret (x) (y) (Cute Renora fluff, no smut)

Excerpts From Ren’s Journal (x) (character exercise dumps for Ren, usually short poems written in his POV)

It’s Time To Say Goodbye (x) (y) (One of my best stories, reviews are always appreciated)

Lemon Tea (x) (y) (The title is a pun even though there’s hardly any smut. Just really cute fluff)

Let’s Try Something New (x) (Butt-stuff)

Together, Together (x) (y) (Different smutty scenarios following Renora)

What If? (x) (y) (Really cute, fluffy Renora)

Heartstrings In Knots (x) (y) (shibari Renora)

Arkos (Jaune/Pyrrha)

A Little Less Traditional (x) (y) (Lots of butt stiff) *dedicated to pornstarloozy*

I’ll Make A Man Out Of You (x) (y) (Really dominant Pyrrha smut) *cover by the-stray-liger*

In Our Humanity (x) (character exercise dumps for Pyrrha)

Restless Fantasies (x) (y) (Pyrrha playing with herself in the shower to the thought of Jaune playing with himself in the shower)

Blake/Sun/Adam

Pride (x) (Polyamorous Blake/Sun/Adam fic dedicated to the-stray-liger for their amazing artwork)

Bumbleby (Blake/Yang)

Blake, What Do Your Faunus Eyes See? (x) (y) (Really cute, slice of life Bumbleby) *NEW CHAPTER*

North Pole (Weiss/Pyrrha)

Evening Dances (x) (y) (Really cute, fluffsmut for Weiss and Pyrrha)

Monochrome (Weiss/Blake)

Hurricane Checkmate (x) (y) (Really cute fluffsmut)

Milk & Cereal (Ruby/Pyrrha)

I Just Wanted A Shower (x) (y) (Transgirl!Pyrrha fic I did to fill out a prompt for someone)

Black Velvet (Blake/Velvet)

Prey (x) (y) (Really dominant Blake on subby Velvet)

Combat Goggles (Yang/Neptune)

Shocking Surprises (x) (y) (Shock collars are involved)

Sunflowyr (Yang/Ren)

Sunflowyr Dragons (x) (y) (Really cute slice of life Sunflowyr)

Enabler (Ruby/Yang)

Strawberry Sunrises (x) (y) (This is Enabler (Ruby/Yang) smut. If you need to avoid this for any reason please do so.)

Seabiscuit (Neptune/Glynda)

Extracurricular (x) (y) (Really cute fluff of my favorite trash ship) *cover by the-stray-liger*

Cinder/Yang

Fanning the Coals (x) (dark, manipulative dub-con)

Crosshares/Combat Totes (Coco/Velvet)

Girls and their Toys (x) (y) (Really cute Crosshares fluffsmut)

Ladybug (Ruby/Blake)

Don’t Tell Yang (x) (y) (Cute fluffsmut)

Bundycane (Velvet/Melanie/Miltiades)

The Candycane Club (x) (y) (twincest in this one, stay away if necessary) (Chapter 1: canon!Twins/Velvet. Chapter 2: Cis-swapped!Twins/Velvet)

Snowbird (Qrow/Winter)

Descending (x) (y) (Rough Snowbird elevator smut for the-stray-liger)

Sunny Bunny (Sun/Velvet/Ciel)

Sunny Bunny (x) (Velvet convinces Sun and Ciel to spend some time with her)

Emerald Series

Sunrises (x) (y) (Emercury smut)

Sunsets (x) (y) (Sequel to Sunrises) (Emercury smut with mentions of Emberald)

Dawn (x) (y) (Prequel to Sunrises, Sequel to Sunsets) (Emerald masturbation with Emberald mention)

Blake/Sun/Matte

Pirates In Lust (x) (y) (Matte Skye walks in on Blake and Sun being intimate and is invited to be part of the sandwich)

OCs

Bath Buddies (x) (@rosiedoestheirbest’s OCs Opal Rackley and Hana Jinsoku share some time in the bath together. Find both OCs at @teamoshn. Cover art by @stompinmonstersart)

Ficlets

Inappropriate- Renora

Midnight Snack- Renora

Cake- Renora

That’s Not Syrup- Renora

New Firsts- Renora

Bittersweet- Renora

Things About You- Renora

Pressure- Renora

Excited- Renora

Daddy- Nora/Pyrrha/Ren

Fraternizing- Seabiscuit

No Breaks- Seabiscuit

Progress- Seabiscuit

X=?- Seabiscuit

Wounded- Tauradonna

Baby Girl- Bumbleby

Incentive- Seabiscuit

Optional- Seabiscuit

Fibbing- Renora

Home Remedies- Pyrrha/Blake/Yang

A Schnee’s Penance- Frostbite

Fuck You Liger- Frostbite

Repairs- Reese/Yang

Bail- Blackboard

Frozen- Frostbite

Taste The Rainbow- Reese/Neon

I Don’t Have An Excuse For This- Weiss/Winter/Adam

Beeing A Schnee- Winter/Leila (damnian-wayne’s RWBY OC)

Sin- Nora/Leila (damnian-wayne’s RWBY OC)

Mother’s Day- Ruby (non-shippy)

Dad’s Not Home- Taiyang Xiao Long (non-shippy)

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marvelousbirthdays · 7 years ago

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Happy Birthday, ihasanidea

November 5 - “I can’t stop thinking about the last time we had sex.” Brock/Daisy/Alvey Kulina continuation of this for @ihasanidea

Written by @ozhawkauthor

WARNING: VERY, VERY SMUTTY

“He’s late.” Skye paced the floor of the gym, chewing on a thumbnail. Leaning against the door to his office, Alvey watched her with amusement.

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen a woman so gone on my brother before. You really love him, huh?”

“I know he’s got his faults… but so do I.” She looked at her watch for the hundredth time. “Come on, Brock. It shouldn’t have taken him so long to get away from those guys chasing us…”

“If I know him, he led them on a wild goose chase just for funsies… and also to make sure they never even got a whiff of you.” Alvey unfolded his arms. “Come here.”

She hesitated, but she went to him and he wrapped her in a warm, comforting hug. “Brock will he fine, sugar. He’s too fucking stubborn to die. He’s gonna walk in that door any minute with some smartass remark which’ll make you want to smack the smug grin off his face.”

Skye laughed against his shoulder, but it was a little shaky, and Alvey tightened the embrace. “You should give him something to worry about.”

“Like what?” Skye frowned, puzzled.

“Well, if he walked in that door and saw me bending you over the weight rack, I bet he wouldn’t make such a smart remark.”

That made her laugh… but it also made her aware of Alvey again, of the heat and strength of him, the way he even smelled like Brock. Made her think about the last time they’d used his gym as a safe house.

“Alvey…”

“Or I could just put you down on the training mats and eat you out. Keep your mind off worrying about him.”

She squirmed a little. Her nipples had peaked to hard points and his filthy suggestions had wetness welling between her thighs. “Alvey.”

“Because seeing you again, I can’t stop thinking about the last time we had sex.”

She looked up to meet his eyes, which was probably a mistake. There was heat in his gaze as he looked down at her.

“Brock could always join in when he gets here,” Skye said slowly.

“I have no doubt he will.” Alvey’s fingers came up to smooth her hair back from her face, gather it at the nape of her neck. A sudden sharp tug bent her back over his arm, and then he was leaning over her, licking a long line from the hollow of her throat up to her chin.

The small pain as he pulled her hair made Skye go instantly limp. Alvey didn’t loosen his grip as he kissed the corner of her mouth, then licked back down again, going lower this time, into the open neck of her blouse.

“Get this off.” Abruptly he released her. “I’ll get some protection. And a toy or two.”

Her hands shook as she unbuttoned her blouse, discarded it and her jacket onto the bench outside his office door. Alvey came back out and nodded to see her sitting down removing her boots.

“Over here, once you’re naked,” he ordered, heading over to the heavy weights rack. Skye couldn’t see what he was doing, with his back turned to her, but she could hear a clinking noise. Obediently, she finished undressing and walked barefoot across the gym to Alvey. He raked her up and down with his gaze, his smile approving.

“Hands here,” he said, and Skye gulped as she saw the handcuffs lying open, waiting for her. Alvey liked it kinky, she thought. Though Brock liked to experiment, he also just enjoyed a long slow lovemaking session in a bed; somehow she didn’t think that was quite Alvey’s style. She had to bend forward over the weights rack for Alvey to click the cuffs onto her wrists and test them.

“Very nice,” Alvey said gutturally, one big rough hand smoothing lightly down over her buttock before he gave her ass a sudden sharp spank.

Skye squealed, startled, and craned her neck to look back at him over her shoulder, eyes wide.

“You think too much.” Alvey spanked her again. “Stop thinking and just let yourself feel.”

She moaned helplessly as he nudged her feet further apart, continued with the spanking, alternating strikes between her ass cheeks. Her nipples were hard and aching, and he seemed to guess, pausing the spanking to reach beneath her and pinch at them sharply.

“Want some clamps on?” His breath was hot against the back of her neck.

“Yes, please,” she whimpered, shuddering as he pulled hard on each nipple before letting go.

“You’re a horny little bitch, arncha?” The first clamp snicked shut and Alvey tightened the screw until she shuddered. “I bet there’s slick trickling down your thighs, huh? Bet you can’t stop thinking about how it’s gonna feel when I fuck you.”

Skye whimpered as the second clamp went on. Alvey was good at judging just how much she could take, she thought vaguely as the world started to fuzz around her. His fingers traced up her inner thigh, dipped lightly into her wet pussy. She moaned and pushed back against him, but he pulled away and smacked her ass again.

“Greedy. Not yet. I’ve still got more toys for us to play with.”

She heard the click of a cap, and then lube was trickling between her ass cheeks, followed by something cold… really cold.

“What the f…. aaaahhhhhhh.”

She couldn’t see it, but it had to be a glass butt plug, and one which Alvey had apparently been keeping in his refrigerator. He rubbed the tip through the lube only briefly before pressing it into her ass and twisting, driving the spiraled plug in slowly until he reached the widest point.

Skye was squirming wildly by then, cries spilling from her lips as she shuddered, overwhelmed by the sensation. Alvey held the plug still for a long moment before giving it a last little push to pop it securely inside her.

It was too much, the full, cold feeling in her ass combined with the pain from her clamped nipples. She struggled to center herself, unable to catch her breath properly, at least until Alvey’s hand smacked down on her ass once again.

“Focus,” he ordered, his voice gravelly. “Let everything else go. There’s only this.”

Her eyelids fluttered closed and her breathing evened out as he smacked her again, jolting the plug in her ass with each firm stroke, working her over until her ass was cherry red and soft cries came from her mouth with every breath.

“Good girl,” Alvey praised quietly, using his knee to widen her stance further. His next smack curved between her thighs, fingertips striking dead centre on her clit as the heel of his hand jolted the base of the butt plug. “That what you need?”

“Please,” she sobbed, “oh god, please, please, please…”

One more strike and she lost it, screaming and yanking against her restraints until Alvey stilled her with his hands on her hips. He waited until she was slumped against the weights rack, panting wildly, before letting go and stepping back.

Skye heard the rip and crinkle as Alvey opened the condom packet, and then he was holding her hips again, pulling her up to her tiptoes before pressing the tip of his cock into her soaked pussy, plunging deep with one rough thrust.

Incredibly sensitive, Skye cried out with renewed ecstasy… until suddenly her mouth was filled with thick, hot flesh.

Her eyes flew wide and she looked up to see Brock smiling down at her, his callused hands caressing her hair as his hips pressed forward, thrusting his cock deeper into her mouth.

“He’s been here about ten minutes,” Alvey said from behind her, in answer to Skye’s unspoken question as she gazed up at Brock. “Thoroughly enjoying watching you get your ass spanked, too.”

“Absolutely beautiful,” Brock agreed, his voice just a touch deeper and more gravelly than Alvey’s. “And nice job securing her at exactly the right height for this, too.”

She felt rather than heard Alvey’s chuckle as he thrust forward, pushing deep into her and shoving Brock’s cock deeper into her throat at the same time. Willingly, she opened her throat to take him deep, breathing through her nose. Alvey reached around her to tease at her clit, making a moan rise in her throat and Brock grasp as her throat vibrated around him.

With two deep voices praising her, two pairs of strong hands caressing her, two cocks thrusting into her (and the glass plug jolting inside her ass with every move Alvey made) it took Skye only moments to come back up to the edge of orgasm again and fall off, screaming around Brock’s cock. Alvey groaned and surged inside her, holding still at full depth, but Brock let her get her breath back before spurting into her mouth. She swallowed and licked him clean, gazing up at him through her lashes as he petted her hair and groaned her name.

Alvey withdrew first, gently removing the butt plug and walking away to leave the two of them alone together. By the time he returned, carrying the blanket from the back of his office couch, Brock had removed Skye’s nipple clamps and the handcuffs, was holding her close to him, murmuring loving words of praise against her hair as she clung to him.

Alvey put the blanket around Skye’s shoulders gently, leaning in to press a kiss to her cheek. “He’s right, you were wonderful, sweetheart. Such a good girl.”

“Thanks for taking care of her, Alv,” Brock said genuinely, without a hint of jealousy.

“Any time. Seriously. Any time.” Alvey smiled as Brock lifted Skye easily into his arms, wrapping the blanket around her as she began to shiver, coming out of subspace. “Always happy to take care of your girl.”

A slender hand reached out from the folds of the blanket, fumbled for Alvey’s hand. He gave it to her and held on, walking alongside her as Brock carried her to Alvey’s office couch. The brothers settled down, Skye snuggled tightly in between them. Alvey had already pulled the Gatorade out of the fridge and handed it to her, encouraging her to drink. She sipped obediently before pushing the bottle away and nestling deeper into their embrace, tucking her hands in under thickly muscled arms and holding on tight.

“This is rapidly becoming my favourite safe house,” she mumbled sleepily, heard Alvey and Brock both laugh before sleep finally claimed her.

#Brock Rumlow #Alvey Kulina #Daisy Johnson #QuakeBones

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