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Home is where the heart is

I’ve got a new obsession… so here’s a lil Ghost blurb.

Summary: Simon comes home from a mission, eager for his wife to give him some love

cw: pregnancy, mentions of children, lots of fluff

The house is unusually quiet. It’s the first thing that strikes him as he sweeps through the door.

He’s expecting the sound of the television, rummaging in the kitchen with the something boiling on the stove, maybe even your soft humming to some song he can’t quite name but could recite the lyrics to should you ask him.

He toes his boots off carefully, moving among the shadows still. He hasn’t quite shed the persona he dons in the field. Simon’s boots sit abandoned next to a pair of beat up sneakers, so he knows you’re home.

He’s not yet worried about your lack of presence though. He still has a routine to run through. His bag is unceremoniously dropped to the ground. He’ll take care to sort it away later but he’s eager to get to you.

The cabinet by the door beeps as Simon punches in the numbers that make out his password. The removal of his weapons is something he does diligently. It helps him slough off the Ghost that hasn’t quite left his stature.

He wants his Lieutenant persona to stay on base where it belongs. Home is for his wife. Home is for Simon. Ghost is not welcome.

The last thing to enter the cabinet is the balaclava. It’s the one thing that hides that Ghost has the same physiognomy as Simon. It allows him to separate the two into seemingly different entities.

Simon closes and locks the cabinet with a small sigh, his shoulders rolling back trying to remove the knots that have settled.

His face is blank as he enters the living room. It’s dark, your favourite throw blanket is still folded neatly over the back of the couch. His eyebrow raises as he approaches the couch.

Simon’s knees pop as he crouches down to feel the cushions. Cold to the touch, absent of any warmth there would be had you spent your usual reading time there.

He fishes his phone out of his jean pocket, device dwarfed in his large palm. He unlocks the Home Screen with a grunt, a pretty picture of you and him smiles back at him.

His large fingers dance across the screen, dismissing a text notification from Johnny. Instead he opens your text thread to triple check his earlier message had sent.

18:37 - Simon Riley: be home soon luv

No reply. Simon lets out a huff. Large hand stuffing his phone back into his pocket, the other runs across his face. There’s stubble on his chin, he didn’t get time to shave while holed up in whatever safe house he’d waited for extraction in.

“Luv?” He calls, voice shaking from disuse. He moves towards the stairs, thinking you must be sleeping or showering or something.

Simon is trying not to panic, he’s trying to rationalize why you wouldn’t be waiting for him at the door like routine.

His heart rate finally settles as he notices the light peaking out from under the master bedroom door. Simon lets out the breath he didn’t realize he was holding.

His stride is light as he moves towards the door, his salvation sits behind the door and he’s ready to run into it.

The door to your bedroom rushes open, startling you from your sleepy daze. You’d been on the edge of slumber, the reality show drama unfolding on the television has lulled your senses slowly into dream land. The mattress underneath you feels like a cloud, and you’d been happy to surrender to repose.

“Simon?” You squeak out, hand rushing over your swollen stomach to press against your chest. You will your heart to slow.

“‘Ello luv,” he smirks, his fondness evident in his eyes. “Suppose you didn’t get m’ text.”

Your heads lifts from the pillow slightly, neck craning to check the bed for your phone. “I’m sorry baby, I don’t even know where my phone is.”

The smile on your face is sheepish and adorable, Simon wants nothing more than to squish your cheeks but he refrains.

He leans against the door frame, arms crossing against his chest as he takes you in fully. You’re sat up against a bunch of pillows, a large u-shaped one is wrapped around your body. You’re wearing one of his shirts, a common sight since you’ve entered your third trimester.

“Was hopin’ m’ pretty lil wife would be waitin f’ me, like olways,” Simon moves closer to the bed, lowering himself onto the edge by your side. His hand quickly cups your bump. He presses a kiss to your forehead, basking in the way you lean into his warmth.

You suddenly push away from him though, causing him to look at your startled.

“I’m actually mad at you,” your finger points at his chest, poking him firmly.

“Oi?” He squints, leaning forward to brush his lips against yours. He then presses his lips against the furrow in your eyebrows.

“Yes! Stupid big man,” it comes out playful, and Simon knows not to take you too seriously.

“Ya’ think the opposite when I’m b’tween y’r legs,” the glimmer in his eyes causes you to push him away playfully. His hand slips under Meath the shirt you wear, fingers ghosting over your underwear.

“Hands where I can see them, that’s what got us here to begin with.” You cross your arms around your chest, tenderly as your breasts are still sensitive. “Doctor says your son is measuring bigger than average.”

Simon hums, attention drawn to your belly. His large palm rests against the skin, thumb quickly moving in circles against the fabric of your shirt. You hum at the feeling.

“M’ son?” He teases, leaning over to press kisses to the fabric covering your unborn son.

“Well he certainly is taking after you. This is what I get for letting you knock me up.”

Simon’s eyes roll. “Y’re b’ing a tad dramatic, angel.”

“I’m being dramatic? Your giant ass pet sperm has me on bed rest until he decides to push his way out of my vagina, Simon Riley. I think I get to be dramatic.” You huff, lips pouting.

Simon chuckles as he looks up at you, moving like a cat as he sweeps up to pull you into his arms. He quickly pulls the pregnancy pillow from below you, chucking it to the floor aggressively. His hatred of the stupid pillow seeping through his pores.

His lips are against yours before you can even blink. A hand moves to your lower back, adjusting you underneath him. His lips part and his tongue slips out against yours. He pulls away for a second, running his tongue over his lips before he pushes forward again. His lips are soft and plump. He’s been using the chapstick you snuck in his bag before he left.

You’re breathless when he pulls away. “It’s going to take a lot more of that to get me to forgive you.”

His voice is gruff as he gazes down at you, chocolate eyes melting in the lamp light. “Didn’t realize had t’ be sorry,” he’s cheeky, tongue in cheek.

He moves back down the bed, settling his head next to your belly, his hands make quick work of lifting the shirt you wear to your chest. He clears his throat, eyes shooting up to peek at you, ensuring you’re watching with rapt attention.

“Oi, i’s y’r dad. Need ya t’ lay off y’r mum. She’s doin’ all t’ hard work ‘ere, growing ya and shit,” he’s cut off by your hand pulling his hair to look at you. He smirks, purposely trying to irk you.

“Do not swear in front of my son,” you accost, hormones getting the better of you. You’re touched by the way he’s defending you, even if it’s just to your unborn baby but how dare he swear in front of your little angel.

“Oh? Y’r son? Though’ he was m’ son?” Simon teases, his other hand cupping the other side of your belly, he doesn’t leave you time to respond before he kissing against your skin.

You let a sweet sigh out at the touch, your man is home. You’re not the only one excited about it, your son kicks against where Simon’s head rest.

“Oi! Y’ lil bugger,” Simon laughs, moving back up to pull you into his chest. “Miss’d ya,”

“I missed you too.”

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☆ What dating the blue lock characters feels like (pt 2)

Dating Sae Itoshi includes matching earrings, having your initial dangling in his dominant leg (so every time he scores he dedicates the goals to you), having you in the back of his phone, being mean to everyone but you, buying you everything you want, giving you his password to all his socials, buying you flowers every week, slow dancing in the rain, watching hello kitty with you, kissing you on the back of your hand <3

Dating Shidou Ryusui includes bear hugs!!, slapping your ass every time he gets a chance, biting you randomly, love hate relationship, "shut up" x "make me", would try to be romantic (it does not work), would always expect you watching his games, looking at you in the crowd if he scores a goal, making boys near you cry because he dosnt want them to steal you away from him

Dating Otoya Eita includes kissing you on the neck, painting each other's nails in the color of black, wearing a pink scrunchie you gave him as a joke he now won't remove it from his arm, giving you his hoodie, acts of service, only wearing this specific perfume when you guys meet, pocky game (he would purposely lose)

Dating Tabito Karasu includes flirting with you in front of your friends, matching lego heart keychain, giving you cute random things and saying "my chick number 7 gave this to me, i don't need it so you can have it" that's a lie, he spended 3 days deciding what to give you, carrying you like a sack around, matching sneakers

Dating Alexis Ness includes worshipping you like a goddess, loving every single part of you, carrying an extra ponytail for you, buying you snacks, being very possessive, always wanting to wear matching clothes, words of affirmation and physical touch!!, telling his teamates about how good and kind you are, literally making you experience any kind of dates ex: beach dates, museum dates, stargazing dates, always wanting to touch any part of your body; arms, cheeks, hands

Dating Hiori Yo includes arcade dates!!, winning you stuff toys in claw machines, gaming dates, photobooth dates, physical touch and quality time!!, cuddling while raining, playing games even if your horrible, the beds in minecraft being side by side, carrying you in literally any game, sending you spotify lyrics that he thinks relates to your relationship with him, watching netflix together during summer vacation

Dating Noel Noa includes waking up during weekends with him serving you breakfast in bed, carrying you around like a teddy, all love language, gifting you extravagant gifts everyday, leaving you colorful sticky notes in the counter everyday with daily reminders such as "don't forget to drink water" or "i'm going home late, you should sleep early today"

Dating Ikki Nikko includes only letting you touch his hair, cafe dates, letting you have his drink if you like it more, gifting you a giant teddy on your birthday, would always update you through chat, sending you spotify playlists, handwritten letters, sending memes to eachother, dreaming about being married and adopting 5 cats

Dating Yukimiya Kenyu includes neck kisses!, ranting about all his problems to you at 3 am while cuddling, taking pictures of you every time you go out, his wallpaper being you (he changes his wallpaper every week), just because flowers, photographer x model, always having your favorite food in his bag

Dating Charles Chevalier includes painting each other's nails with the eye color of each other, him only listening to you, sunshine x grumpy, always asking for headpats, booping your nose, watching disney every night before going to bed, expecting you to feed him every time you go out

idk guys kasasu and otoya feels ooc, I THINK IT'S VERY HARD TO WRITE ABOUT THEM SINCE I FEEL LIKE THEY'RE RED FLAGS AND I REALLY DON'T KNOW ABOUT THEIR PERSONALITY THAT MUCH..... (sorry karasu and otoya fans 😔😔) but anw hope you all still like it ☝🏻🤓

btw PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE SUGGEST ANYTHING TO WRITE IM HAVING WRITERS BLOCK LOL

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can i pleaseeee request something for harry potter and spring!! i barely see anyone write for himmmm

What boyfriend? - Harry Potter

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A knock on your door had you groaning, turning over in your bed, a slick layer of sweat coating your skin. You mumbled something incoherent, curling into your stomach, hoping to ease your cramps away. Your door opened on its own, so you assumed it would just be Pansy since you had locked it behind you. It wasn’t. Madame Pomfrey’s voice wrung out in the room, a concerned yet understanding tone in her voice when she said “Oh darling” at the sight of your pained state.

You pushed yourself up on your bed so you sat up straight, a slightly horrified look on your face at the realisation that a member of staff was seeing you in your worst state possible. “Professor McGonagall asked me to check on you. Said your dorm-mate told her you weren’t feeling well.” You nodded, fixing the bun atop your head just to busy yourself. “I’m just, uh, I’ve got my period.” Madame Pomfrey nodded along, pulling things out of her bag, so you continued speaking to fill the empty silence. “I took a potion last night to help with the pain today. But I couldn’t sleep and the potion didn’t seem to work. And I feel nauseous.”

Madame Pomfrey pulled out a temperature checking sticker, sticking it to your forehead and checking for a fever. “Can I give you something to help with the pain? Did you have any tea to drink?” You nodded, then furrowed your eyebrows “Uh, I didn’t drink tea. It’s too hot.” Madame Pomfrey raised her eyebrows at you, and you felt your cheeks heat up. You were wearing a jumper and joggers, fluffy socks, and now you were complaining about the heat? “If I take my jumper off I’ll be too cold.” You defended, letting the older woman remove the sticker from your forehead.

“Right, you don’t have a fever. I’ll absence you from lessons today and tomorrow, but if you feel better tomorrow, by all means go to class.” You nodded, watching closely as she poured you a portion of painkilling potion. “Your boyfriend asked about you.” She added, to which you shot her a confused look. “I don’t have a boyfriend, Madame Pomfrey.” She pulled a face of surprise, though it wasn’t very convincing. “Well Mr. Potter came-” “-And it’s especially not Potter!” You screeched, the vial halfway to your lips. You apologised when the healer shot you an annoyed look, looking down at your lap. The last thing you needed right now was for people to ruin your chances with Harry by spreading rumours of you already dating. “Mr. Potter came running up to me when he saw me approach the common room. Asked if I was coming to see you.”

You chugged the potion, wincing slightly at the foul taste before your eyes widened. “Wait he came to the common room?” Madame Pomfrey hummed, a mischievous twinkle in her eyes. “Was waiting right out the entrance when I was coming in. He tried to sneak past me but I told him students couldn’t come in without a password.” And with that, the healer packed her things and left your dorm, leaving you with hot cheeks and a fluttering heart.

What she didn’t tell you was that when Harry had approached her, she had asked him “Going to see your girlfriend?” Harry had huffed, putting his hands on his hips “I’m working on it Madame Pomfrey. If only you could let me pass through with you?” But the woman had shut down his attempt. Surely, she had to give you a heads up if your crush was trying to come and see you. Especially if you’ve been rotting in bed all day and crying about your cramps.

At least when Pansy came back from lessons, finding Harry outside the common room, she had smirked and made fun of how smitten he was with you. But unlike Madame Pomfrey, she let him sneak inside, telling him exactly which dorm you were in. And when a knock came at your door, and you were fresh out of the shower, a white robe wrapped around your wet skin, you weren’t exactly surprised to find Harry standing at your door.

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Muzzle that dog

Logan Howlett (wolverine) X male reader

⚠️bondage, bottom Logan, dog muzzle, dog play (?), male reader, collar and leash⚠️

🚨 Minors and girls do not interact 🚨

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Since Logan has mutated he's become more animal-like. Sometimes he goes feral. He turns into a feral wolf. Especially when he's in heat. Yes. He has heat seasons. Once to two times a year. And by feral I mean feral.

And what does he do when that happens? He locks himself in his cabin that was gifted to him by his friends from Xaviers when he almost broke the school kitchen.

Recently though. His heat has been worse. There's this new guy in the school named Y/n. And he and Logan grew close almost instantly. Logan thinks he's starting to fall in love with him. But he doesn't want to accept it. Not when all the people he loved got hurt because of him.

Now it's October. And to Logan's luck. His heat is starting. And his heat lasts for as long as possible. So he'll have to inform Ororo so she doesn't plan a birthday party as she likes to do because he'll definitely still be in heat during his birthday.

Ororo understood immediately and cancelled her already plan in the works and just gave Logan his birthday present early. Y/n on the other hand. He had a lot of gifts. And he couldn't just give them to Logan in the open. So he waited.

He had a plan.

A horny plan.

Eventually, the date hits October 12th. Logan's been in his cabin for a week now. Currently he's in the middle of the empty room whose flooring is just mattresses. There's a wooden floor underneath obviously but most of the floor is a mattress. Besides the bathroom which is separated by a door opposite of the front door, a kitchen corner that has a classic wooden floor, and a fireplace that is built into a wall but still has enough of a wooden floor in front of it so the mattress wouldn't catch.

It's kind of like a kids dream pillow fort. Other than that the cabin is pretty modern. Obviously paid for by Charles to get it as comfortable as possible.

Logan is sitting in the nest of pillows and blankets. Sweating even though the fire isn't on. He's just staring at a wall. That's until he hears footsteps near his cabin. He doesn't think much of it at first but then he catches a familiar scent. He growls and watches the door hoping that they're not stupid enough to walk in.

Now the cabin is locked yes. But the door is on a password lock. Only Charles and Logan know it. At least that's what Logan thought before the door clicked and opened. And in walked y/n with a big box.

"Morning birthday boy." Y/n grins and closes the door that automatically locks. Logan growls. "What are you doing here Y/L/N."

"Came here to celebrate with my favourite boy." The other mutant said with a smirk and set the box down in front of Logan. "Happy birthday sweaty boy." He joked about Logan's current state.

Now Logan may not look the best. But y/n's isn't complaining. He doesn't mind sweaty body hair and that delicious-looking erection that's standing between Logan's legs. Yes, he's not wearing underwear. He feels like his skin is on fire. Of course, he's not wearing anything.

Logan just watches the other mutant debating if this is a joke or not. Eventually, he reaches for the big box that could fit an old box TV. In the meantime, y/n removes his jacket and looks around the cabin.

Logan looks into the box and sees more boxes, but these are wrapped with birthday-themed wrapping paper. He raised an eyebrow and briefly looked at the other mutant before looking back at the gifts.

He reaches for one of the gifts and rips the paper off. He can feel y/n sit behind him. He's so close Logan can feel the heat radiating off of his body. He also feels that y/n is now shirtless. Logan's hands stopped moving as all of his senses focused on the man pressed against his back.

The other mutant looks over Logan's shoulder. He breathes against his neck and talks in a low murmuring voice "Why aren't you opening it?" Logan shivers at the closeness and feeling of y/n's breath against his neck.

Logan takes a shaky breath and focuses back on the box. Once he fully removed the wrapping paper he used one of his claws to cut the box.

Inside was a handmade leather collar with a loop at the front of it. Logan flushes beet red. His breath hitches as he feels the leather under his fingers. Y/n smirks against Logan's neck. "Open the next one."

The older mutant shakily reaches for another present. He rips off the paper and cuts the box open. Inside is a matching leash. It looks sturdy enough for a good rough tug. Logan's dick twitches at the thought.

Y/n kisses the crook of Logan's neck. Which causes Logan to whimper. But it doesn't sound like a moaning whimper. It sounds like an actual sad dog whimpering.

He reaches for another box wanting to be done already so he can jump on the other mutant's dick. He grabs the present, rips off the paper, and tears the box open. Inside is a dog muzzle.

That's enough for Logan. He pushes the box back and turns around to pounce on y/n. The other mutant laughs and catches Logan. The force of the wolfish man causes them both to fall back on the mattress floor.

Logan whines like a dog as he claims y/n's lips with his own. Y/n caresses his thighs and flips them over. "I take you're happy with your gifts?" He murmured against Logan's lips. The wolfish man whines in response and pulls y/n's face closer.

"Even though you haven't opened the rest of them yet?" He murmured between kisses. Logan huffs. "Just tell me what they are."

"More collars." Y/n hummed and kissed Logan's neck. The wolfish man only shivered and whined. Logan grabbed y/n's head and pulled him into an open kiss. He fought y/n's tongue like an animal.

The other mutant let go of Logan's thigh with one hand and patted around on the floor for the collar. Logan could feel the heat in his body starting to calm down but he still felt like he was on fire because he was being touched by y/n.

Logan suddenly let out a gasp when he felt cold leather wrap around his neck. He looked down and saw the o ring dangling from the front of the collar. He looks up and is met with y/n's hungry eyes. Logan whimpers and squeezes his thighs together.

"Look at you. So beautiful." Y/n murmurs and traces the collar. Logan whines. "Such beautiful sounds. I wonder what sounds you'd make if I..." Y/n's words trail off as he hooks two fingers into the o ring and tugs. Logan gasps and cries out. Those sounds go straight to y/n's groin.

Y/n kisses the collared man and pushes him onto the floor/bed. He reaches for the leash and attaches it to the collar. "Be a good boy for me okay?" Y/n murmured as he kissed down Logan's body. Logan nods.

The other mutant makes his way towards Logan's leaking cock and gives it a kiss. Logan whimpers and bucks his hips up. But y/n pulls back. "Ah ah ah. No moving."

The collared man whimpers and fights the urge to thrust up. So he bites into his hand without much worrying about how hard he's biting. He'll heal. Which he does right after he bites deep into his flesh by accident when he feels y/n's fingers against his hole.

Y/n pushes one lubed finger in which goes in with ease because Logan's wet with slick. As he fingers the whimpering man he kisses and licks his dick. "You taste as delicious as you sound."

Logan whines and thrusts up again. Y/n grumbles and tugs at the leash. The collared man gasps and stops moving. "I said no moving pup," Y/n said as he hovered over Logan. Logan whimpers again.

The other mutant adds a second finger and kisses Logan's neck. The room is filled with whimpers and whines. Each one was louder with each added finger. "Good job pup. Do you think you can ride?" Y/n murmurs as he sits down and pulls Logan into his lap. The collared man nods eagerly and lines up.

Y/n chuckles. "So eager." Y/n teased but let Logan do what he wanted. Logan sank almost instantly the moment he felt the tip enter him. He whines loudly and starts bouncing. The other mutant mons at the instant movement and grabs onto Logan's thighs. "Holly shit pup you're tight."

The collared man whimpers and rests his hands on y/n's shoulders. He bounces and rolls his hips wanting as much friction as possible. Whenever he's in heat it's like he has a constant itch from the inside. And the way y/n's dick is rubbing against his walls it's like the best back scratch anyone could wish for.

Y/n tugged at the leash to pull Logan closer so he could devour his lips. Logan angled his hips in a way that abused his g-spot almost perfectly, and he accidentally bit y/n's lip harshly. Y/n hisses and pulls back. He licks the blood off his lips and his eyes darker with lust.

Logan whimpers out, repeated apologies, but keeps bouncing. The other man growls and reaches for the muzzle. "Bad dog. Who told you you could bite?" That gets Logan to whimper louder. Y/n tugs at the leash. "Stop." He ordered.

Logan whines in protest and keeps bouncing. Y/n shakes his head and tugs again but this time harder. "Don't disobey."

The collared man whines and forces his body to stay still so Y/n can put the cage around his mouth. "Dogs that bite without permission get the muzzle. This is what you get for being a bad puppy." Y/n scolded as he made sure the muzzle is on tight but still comfortable for Logan.

The said man only whimpered in response and looked at y/n with sad puppy eyes and a pouty lip. The other man only shakes his head and leans back on his hands. "Go ahead. Fuck yourself on my cock."

Logan doesn't hesitate to lift and drop down again. He searched for that angle again. Fortunately, it doesn't take long before his head throws back and his cries fill the room. He's so close, but he doesn't want to cum yet, so he holds back.

Y/n has a tight grip with one hand on Logan's thigh and the other hand tightly holds the leash. The muzzled man looks so beautiful like this.

All deliciously wet and red. He's wet for multiple reasons. Sweat that makes his body hair stick together and his hair stick to his forehead, pre cum that's covering his belly due to his dick smacking against it so much, spit on his lips and chin because he forgot how to close his mouth, and tears running down his cheeks due to his amount of overwhelming emotions.

Y/n groans and watches Logan like he's an angel sent from heaven right for him. "Fuck you're so beautiful like this." He praised. "I imagined beauty but not like this." Y/n shamelessly confesses that he's been dreaming of doing this for a while. Logan whines and scratches at the other man's chest.

Y/n hisses and throws his head back. "Fucking beast." He grunts and digs his nails into Logan's thigh that immediately heals any signs of it.

The muzzled man whimpered. "I want to taste you so bad." He said with a sniffle and looked at y/n begging. The other man smirked and sat up. His nose is against the metal of the cage muzzle. "What was that pup?" He teased.

Logan whines. "Wanna taste you." He sounds so sad. Y/m though only smirks wider and licks one of the rods of the metal cage that's keeping their lips separated. The collared man whimpers and pouts.

"aww. Look at you you gorgeous puppy. I almost want to take this muzzle off." He teased, hooked his fingers through the cage, and tugged him closer. Logan cries out at that. He watches the other mutant with desperation.

Y/n kisses the bars and licks the side of the muzzle until he's able to kiss Logan's cheek. "Next time you behave and you'll get what you want." He let go of the muzzle and leaned back again.

The collared man whimpered but kept bouncing. Y/n runs his hand up Logan's thigh until it reaches the round goods of his ass. "I'm going to stuff you so much you won't be in heat for a year." Y/n grunts and meets Logan's bounces by thrusting up into him.

Logan whimpers. He's so close. "I can't hold it anymore." He cried out and spilled all over his belly. Y/n chuckles and watches how the muzzled man shakes with overstimulation because he's not stopping yet. "Just a little more. I'm almost there." Y/n murmurs and lays Logan on his back so he can rest as Y/n does the work.

Which he doesn't do much because his hips are so fucking sore from Logan's adamantium weight. But he makes work with what he can and chases his climax. Which also doesn't take long.

Without moments y/n spills into Logan and collapses on top of him. They both pant and catch their breath. Eventually y/n rolls off of Logan and onto the comfy mattress floor. He pets Logan's hair and slowly removes the muzzle so they can cuddle easier.

This was a mistake because Logan immediately latched himself onto Y/n's chest and started marking. But y/n is too tired to bother and just caresses the collared man's hair. "Alright pup slow down." He gives a weak chuckle.

Logan whines but stops his marking. For now anyway. Instead he just nuzzles into y/n. He's as close as much as he can and still not satisfied. It's like he wants to be absorbed by y/n he wants to be close to him in ways that aren't possible.

"it's alright pup I'm not leaving you can rest." Y/n said and lazily caressed Logan's hair. The collared man relaxed and lets his body fall into much needed sleep.

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✦ WHEN DID THE CAMERA CLICKED?, L. NORRIS

some things are definitely happened in his time in australia, but does it looks like that or no?

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[arrrion]

Desperate

Stanxeno x female reader

Synopsis: you've been kidnapped by Stanley and Xeno because your husband had done them wrong.

Disclaimers: kidnapping, violence, insults, husband's a coward, your mind is in bad shape.

Yes I published this when it wasn't finished. You didn't see anything 👀

Every time I think of stanxeno it's always kind of dark??

Night had fallen for a moment already and here you were, in the streets, your heels hitting the ground, the only ambient noise. You had just left work, extra hours that won't change your paycheck, and were heading home. You could already hear your husband yell at you about the time.

Your life was a mess. You have a terrible dating history, the reason why you married this man. Your mom taught you how much you needed to finish your life married to someone, you never questioned her. You were never interested in that kind of relationship but had tried so many times. In the end a man proposed to you but this was never the start of your happy married life.

He doesn't work, he spends your money. It's more of a nuisance in your life. You studied hard only to have a poorly paid job, because your husband doesn't want you to "be afar from him". And you listened.

You slow down, finally stopping a little further on. Was it really your life? Living with a man that probably doesn't love you and uses you?

You clench your fist. You have to continue the play. You can't finish your life alone, right?

You take a step forward but suddenly a force pulls you violently to the side. A hand covers your mouth but you don't struggle.

·———————·

You're tired. Your phone keeps vibrating on the small table across where you're sitting. You already know who is calling like this, and a heavy sigh escapes from your lips.

You can't see a thing but you don't mind. Your eyes are always looking low so it's not uncomfortable for you. Your feet are attached to the chair, but unlike what you were expecting, your hands were actually tied with each other but they were resting on your legs. You could actually stand up but you won't do that. You didn't plan to escape. And even if you really wanted to, it was dumb to try and run with your feet tied to a chair, not forgetting the blindfolds.

You weren't calm though. Whatever was happening was stressing you out.

But by the look of it, Your attackers didn't intend to cause any harm, at least not yet.

Your shoes were missing, and your feet touched the cold floor. You actually had a pillow for your back. What kind of situation was this ?

Your thoughts were cut short when a door, that you guessed was behind you, opened and footsteps approached you. You could tell it was a tall man, probably taller than your husband. By the sound of it, he was wearing boots that were making a strong noise. He probably was indeed unpleased to be here, you could tell.

He stopped just behind you. You recognized the strong smell of cologne. The same odor that was present a millisecond before your nose was blocked by a hand.

The blindfold is removed and you can see an orange light that comes from beneath you. The room is bigger than you thought. You quickly see the table where your phone is still ringing silently. This is where the man is heading. Golden locks swings with every step he takes.

Now that you see him completely, you are right. He is indeed taller and much more muscular. His appearance tells you that he isn't in need of money. You deduce that he is not a member of some gross gang of drunkards. No you are in a bigger problem.

"Damn, this phone won't stop buzzing." Back turned, the stranger takes your phone in his hand. "What's the password, miss." He faces you this time.

"There is no password, sir" You copied his tone. You don't have a password because your husband is suspicious of his own wife.

"Uh. Boring." He unlocked it and nodded when it actually didn't have a password. You watch him go through all of your informations. You move one of your feet, you wanted to scratch it but couldn't.

Time passes like this. You look everywhere, searching for something to pick your attention while the stranger is still on your phone. It takes him lots of time to find what he wants, another man enters. You see him upside down, your head resting on the back of the chair.

"Stan." The other man raised his head. "Did you find something." This man has silver hair that doesn't move much when he walks to you.

"Nah. There isn't even something funny in here." 'Stan' let go of your phone and he too, walks to you. "So what do we do of her, Xe'?" Here it comes.

They start to argue on the topic but you stop listening. In brief, you were kidnapped by those two. It's not hard to guess who's fault it is. But what did he do? The question is picking on you.

"Excuse me, would one of you have the amiability to tell me what my husband did?" They stop talking and Stanley burst out laughing. Xeno isn't pleased at all. His fingers land violently on your chin and his face moves dangerously close. He seems to want to intimidate you, but you don't flinch.

"Your husband played a game and lost. We've been waiting for our rewards but nothing came." His voice is terribly low.

"I see. If it's money you want, his broke. He probably played with mine."

"We know that, doll. That's why you're here." Now you were fixed. Your husband did something wrong and you were gonna pay for him. You sighed. "Oh don't make that look, dear. He is the one that told us to take you if he loses." Your head raised quickly. What did he just say?

"What ?" Your husband really threw you out? And he dared to call you non-stop like he cared? For the first time, you felt anger against him. You had accepted the way he treated you but only because he was kind enough to take you as his wife. Your nails went in your skin, your teeth clenched.

So your husband used you as an exit card? He views your marriage only as something he can dispose of, right?

An idea got into your mind. A bad idea indeed. But what else can you do when you just got thrown away like this ?

"Can you guys get rid of a marriage certificate?" You asked out of the blue. Stanley was surprised by what you said. He looked at Xeno whose smile was growing wide.

"Yes. We can." Both Xeno and you looked at each other with determination, like you both understood what idea you had. Stanley, who obviously didn't get it, looked at you like a lost child.

"Wait, wait, wait. What are you guys thinking ?!" Xeno turned to look at his best friend while you smirked.

"I have a mission for you Stanley, can you do it?" Stanley nodded.

Oh god what is he diving into?!

·———————·

Like you had asked, your certificates of marriage was broken. You don't know how they did it or what connection they have to do so, but you are free from your now ex husband.

But this is only for a short period.

Unbeknownst to Stanley, Xeno and you had planned a revenge. He doesn't even know how you passed from prisoner to coworkers with his best friend.

And now he is wearing a white suit, waiting for you to get married. He really fell from his chair when you had announced to him that you will marry him next. Xeno had told him that he couldn't marry you because he was less husband material than him. Whatever that was about. He knew it was only for Xeno's entertainment.

Now that you are freshly new weds, you didn't go on vacation, instead the three of you prepared the downfall of your ex husband.

Getting married again was the first step.

You passed months with them. You would help Xeno's with his researchs. Even if they both were part of a kind of gang, they had normal activities most of the time. Only at night would they do the bad things.

You would spend all morning with Xeno, your opinion was helpful to him and having an assistant was useful. And of course you liked listening to him ramble about his results. You don't understand everything but you don't care. You love his voice, and if you really want to understand he is more than happy to teach you.

At noon, you prepare dinner. It's almost always quiet. Sometimes Stanley turns the TV on and you comment about it but usually you all don't speak while eating. It's cosy, you think.

Then in the afternoon you would go with Stanley to do some errands. He was a very good driver. You liked to look at him. The aura he has when he drives just hypnotises you. You help him to carry what he buys even if he always ends up carrying the majority. He appreciates your efforts. You are capable on your own and he acknowledges that.

When the evening comes. You follow them at different places. From what you understand, they are an organization that has different divisions. They are the bosses of one. You only saw one other division that was ruled by a guy with green weird hair. You were surprised to learn he was younger than you.

Most of the time they just patrol over the places they own. They told you they were in a peaceful year, the reason Xeno is okay to play with your revenge. You had actually thought of this. Why would they help you? Stanley told you he only does it because Xeno does. And Xeno does it because he liked your idea. You didn't ask more.

Of course, they are tracking your ex husband. Now that you are gone he is getting help from others. He told everyone how his precious wife disappeared and how sad he was. Without telling them that the money he takes from them goes to the casino.

You were really furious when you found out about his fake acting about you. How dare he pretend he is worried. He probably thinks you died by now. But you were waiting for him to fall in a deep hole.

You collected the names of the person helping him. You spread rumors in his back and some of them quit helping.

Xeno made sure he was continuing to spend time in the casino. He hired a mentalist called Gen to make sure he would never win a single bet.

And then it came. People that helped him were gone. Money he was losing never came back. He never won one of the games, Gen always told him the next one was the one but obviously it was only to ruin him.

It was time for you to enter. Accompanied by Stanley, you both walked to his table. He didn't recognize you at first. You were gorgeous in your outfit. And Stanley was even more magnificent.

But it finally clicked when he heard you talk. He yelled your name that loud and everyone turned to you.

"Oh my! If it isn't my ex husband!" You faked your surprise.

"Oh my god, name you are safe! I was so worried!" He is actually happy to see you. But only because he hopes you will come back to him. "Let's go back home now!"

"Home? Oh no no no, we are no longer sharing a 'home' dear"

"What do you mean? You have to come back with me."

"Come back with you? What nonsense are you saying?"

"We are married, you have to come with me!"

"Married ? No, we are not. Not anymore."

"What?! Since when?!"

"Since you throw me to death for your own good!" Everyone at the table was shocked. They all looked at him with disgust, whispering among themselves about this. "And don't dare pretend I'm a liar. I have all the proof that you wanna play."

"Even though. You're still married to me. I didn't sign shit ! You belong to me!" You laugh at his words.

"You see, we did actually divorce. And now, I'm married to this handsome guy over here. My pretty boy, Stanley" The last words weren't in the script, nor was the kiss you placed on his cheek.

You smiled at him with love. People here tend to love this kind of drama. With the scene you made, you were sure that your ex husband would be looked down in every casino he went to.

Stanley put his arms around your waist and smiled, your cheeks touching each other. You giggle at the feeling. It was nice. Real nice.

Your ex-husband wasn't that pleased about this. He was about to burst out of anger when Xeno appeared. He was here for the final act.

"Oh my! What do we have here! If it isn't my good client!" He faked his affection and placed himself next to him. The jerk you married before was stunned. He recognized Xeno, it was against him he lost. "I have to thank you. With your elegant loss last time, I took good care of your girl. Look, isn't she pretty with my best man?" It felt weird being talked like this by Xeno, but you knew he was only doing this for the play.

Now that Xeno himself had made the official what this man did to you, the people started to yell at him to get lost. It was satisfactory. Seeing him distressed by all the yelling at him.

"Now, now. Let's all calm down. As much as I am grateful for the gift, you are not welcomed here anymore. You can accompany yourself to the exit because my staff is better than this."

You could finally breathe. Your hand falls on Stanley's shoulder and you can't help but hug him. You know that after all this you will probably divorce him too. But you will cherish the sensation of feeling loved by this man. Him and Xeno.

Feeling you tense, Stanley hugs you bridal style and you leave the room. He enters Xeno's office and puts you on a chair. Your hand immediately clenches on the fabric of your clothes. Head down, you think you could cry. Stanley, sitting on the chair next to you, seems to have caught on what you feel.

"What is it dear. You seem kind of sad for someone that finally crushed her enemy." You open your mouth but not a single sound escapes. A minute passes before your head rises, little tears about to fall.

"I...I don't want it to stop." You feel dumb. You know they only did it because Xeno wanted some fun. But you needed to tell it before you disappeared from their life. "I never experienced this much happiness before. I felt at ease with both of you. I think...I think it's what I should've felt with my husband..." Your head goes back down, eyes closed as tears fell to the ground.

You heard Xeno rising from his chair. Stanley hand enveloped yours. You looked at him, surprised. He was smiling gently at you. Then you felt something kneeling next to you. Your eyes almost fell from your orbit when you saw Xeno, on the knee on the ground, hands showing you a little box with a ring similar to the one you have with Stan.

"Your right, name, I never felt that happy with someone else than Stanley. So won't you mind being mine too?"

And you jump on him, yelling so many 'yes'.

You may regret marrying your ex husband but, thanks to that you met your two new husbands. This time you can understand why your mom wanted you to get married.

It's been several days since I started this. I had a vague idea of the plot but had a hard time connecting my ideas. So I hope it still please you!

See you next time!

[push-tet]

what I've done

The town of Veronaville is one built on little love and one big feud. For years, the Capp and Monty clans have been at each other’s throats; yet this hatred cannot stop the younger generation from crossing borders and falling for one another. Will their actions bring both feuding families to ruin, or spark reconciliation? Can their love truly heal such deep wounds?

Wouldn't you like see Veronaville in entirely different light? K-he.

WHAT’S NEW:

Added a massive storyline! The familiar Сapp, Monty and Summerdream families will be seen in a whole new light🌟

Added three brand new families with their own stories and secrets! 🌟

Added some new and special townies. At the end of the town album there will be a list of townspeople who have biographies and memories, so no need to add/resurrect literally everybody on your lot. 🌟

Added 20 new community lots + remade the old ones as well 🌟

DISCLAMER AND TRIGGER WARNINGS!!!

This hood is not a retelling of Shakespeare's plays, nor is it a mere makeover of the Maxis’ Veronaville. Think of this neighborhood as an alternate universe.

The Neighborhood contains themes of: fantasy, s*icide and self-harm, body horror, OC X CANON (?)

I may have (unintentionally) spoiled some of your favorite simmies… 

ISSUES THAT I AM AWARE OF:

Some townies’ memories could disappear. It happens even with the mod that forbids the townies from losing their memories. I don't know what the reason is so I recommend checking them before you play the game, namely, by going into the family and teleporting the townies to the resident lot. If the memories are already gone, then please re-download the hood.

Hoodchecker might show some minor errors connected to the wrong memory subjects. This was intentional so don't be alarmed! It doesn't affect your game in any negative way.

Don't try to resurrect Julien Cooke. Just forget about him.

Oberon originally had an overlay with a mechanical prosthetic. But for some reason in some testers’ games the overlay was affecting Oberon's complexion, turning his skintone white… So I removed the overlay entirely. You can add it back if you wish!

RECOMMENDED MODS AND PROGRAMS:

Cyber Parts by @themeasureofasim (optional, Oberon’s prosthetics)

Restore Default Names for Sims in Subhoods (if you intent to play a subhood version of it)

🐸DOWNLOAD MF - SFS

THE CONTENTS:

VD01 ENG is a main hood; contains some of my CCs.

VVBS CC is an archive with some custom content from me for the hood (consists of: some cosmetics, contacts (in the masks section) and one female haircut).

VVBS SUBHOOD is a subhood with two major differences from the main hood: it does not contain pictures from Storytelling folder (so the nhood is less heavy) + you can pick and choose whether you want it with or without my custom content.

EXTRA CONTENT folder is not necessary to download; it contains some extra stuff from my project. This file is locked, but you can gather the password in main hood itself through the storytelling pictures and a little game in the community lots (you can find the rules of this game in the description of 2 Pentameter Parkway lot). Think of it as a reward for your attentiveness!

If you find any errors or bugs, just let me know! THANK YOU!

idk what to put in here so that dads' ranking

P.S. Destroy this town with your crazy ideas. :))

Well, the English version of this interactive fanfic is finally OUT!

I have Pahleen (translation) and @f1shart (English editing) to thank for that! And I also want to thank the many wonderful testers and people who supported my project!🌹🌹

I will continue to post materials about this neighborhood on this blog, but I also have plans to expand this universe, so for that I created a blog @vv-bs so you can follow the development of the project!

[bruh-anator3000]

im obsessed with the Black Cat, I hope that's clear, too. and Miguel. And Logan and Wade, so what if we mashed them all up in a blender and see what happens?

Edit: I didn't mean for this one to get so out of hand, but it did, so its a short story now I guess.

Warnings: sexual themes, hella suggestive, SPOILERS HINTED from the new Deadpool, tension sexy styles, I might get Gambit '97 involved so we can listen to '4 big guys' for part two, it is a love triangle/square, trust and don't worry. Everyone's bisexual. No pronouns for reader used, but written w fem!reader in mind, that's why I'm saying bisexual, but this could just be gay for my amabs.

Parinings: Black Cat!reader x Miguel O'Hara x Logan Howlett x Wade Wilson (uh-huh. I said what I said)

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Like, you didn't want to bring your roommates along with you for this heist. God. You didn't even want their sticky fingers on the paper plans. But you were running low on rent, Blind Al was a bitch now that they suspended her coke supply, and your normal crew got sick!

Dr. Boris Korpse was the smartest man alive. He could hack any system, jimmy any lock, and blew the ones he couldn't up. Bruno wasn't the brightest, but he was the bravest. And he had the muscles to prove it. He was a great getaway driver, too. And they were sick.

Wade was smart... enough. Logan was... decently strong. Logan was more of a brute, actually. Careless with his strength when it came to it, but trusting Wade Wilson to drive you home safe? With his self destructive streak? It was safer to have him do the code cracking. Hopefully.

"I wonder how many people caught the earlier exposition is from the actual comics," Wade grunted under his mask, typing in a special security code into the keypad.

Looking around with furrowed brows, he did realize it was just you three, right? You glanced at Logan, wondering if he understood what Deadpool was saying. He only gave a slight shake of his head.

"It's a quick in and out," You reminded the two, walking past the gates as the hissed open, thanks to Wilson. How he knew the password so easily, you didn't know. He said something about 'writer being too lazy to build up to the reveal,' which made it 'easier to follow if he just knew.'

Logan grunted as he followed. It frightened you how well he could retain the plans you've gone over so many times this week. It was great for him, and for you! But also sucked, because they guy replacing your 'smart guy' still needed a refresher.

You take your stance beside the large bars hiding the painting. Idly looking around while Logan let out a primal roar as he pried the gap between the metal bars wider.

"I bet that's what it sounds like when you're close, huh?" Wade snickered, pinching the yellow fabric on his hips. You cringed for several reasons. Wade's constant immaturity. And, God's above, Logan's ridiculous outfit.

Honoring the X-men or not, the yellow was as bright as a trafficlight.

You slipped through the widened gap now, ignoring Wade's whistle behind you. "You do realize this is supposed to be a silent mission?" You sneered, now on the other side of the enclosure.

Wade shrugged. "Don't worry, peaches. Nothing bad ever happens to the sexy ones. Logan might get left behind, but you and me?" His mask hid the way he bit his lip and winked. It looked like he was just staring at you.

"Alright." You sighed and moved on. That was the best way to handle these two. They gave you no other choice. I mean, you could give in and fuck them, but you were planning to save that for later if they did a good job tonight.

With the painting carefully removed, the bars bent back in place, and Wade managing to keep his pants on for a few minutes, all that was left to do was leave. You had Logan carry the painting as you all ran back to the World War 1 exhibit - the way you entered through.

You made sure the two were in front of you the entire time. You couldn't risk them getting lost, their bulk and dead brains might break something if you weren't watching them carefully. And the red and blue lights glowing as you ran past were not any help.

You stopped dead in your tracks. That wasn't your normal bisexual lighting. There were no sirens, either.

You jogged back a few paces, stopping by the archway of one of the many halls in the museum. Face to face with the digital glow of a blue and red mask.

"Hey Spider," Grinning softly, you leaned on the doorway. The Spider-Man hung upside-down on his red wire webs, per usual. You didn't need to see his sexy face to see that stoic pout he always wore.

"Good evening." He greets in that deep voice, hinting with an accent you loved. The red outlines of his eyes squinting as you boop his nose. "Are we really going to do this tonight?" He scowls, and you swoon.

He flips down, landing on his feet. Broad shoulders and thin waist beautifully extenuated by the suit that was more code than fabric. Towering over you, red blades on the back of his forearms.

"At least take your mask off," You taunt. To which he does. When has Miguel ever denied that request? As infuriating as it was, it was also a very freeing day when the two of you finally put the suits aside and fu- talked. In bed.

His brown curls looked neat today. Dark red eyes watching your every move. That pout on his sharp angled face was too cute. He was so grumpy all the time.

He glances behind you, leaning over slightly to look at the damage you've done. "Portrait of Madame X?" He notes the missing piece of work. Thick brow arching in suspicion.

You shrug. "She's an idol of mine." An idol worth 20 million to your buyer. But he didn't need to worry his pretty little head about the details.

"Do you want a 10 second head start?" He offers, placing a hand by your head and leaning in. Keeping you between his hard chest and the wall. His lips parted with a slight smirk.

"Bub, where'd you go?" Logan's gruff voice grows closer. Wade skipping alongside him. Both of them stopping dead in their tracks at the sight of Miguel.

His mask quickly ripples into place and he steps back, snarling. "Who are you?" His eyes dart to the painting you were supposed to be stealing, in some other man's hold. Keeping his body towards and more in between to block you from the other two, he snarls.

"I am soaking wet right now." Wade groans softly, admiring this little stand off. He wasn't kidding, Spider-Man had been in his 'hit' list for a few years now.

Miguel bristles, back going tense. And as great of a view that was, you knew it meant trouble.

"No, they're with me." Grabbing his broad and beefy shoulder, you push him back. Accidentally putting yourself in the middle of this odd triangle you've created.

Miguel glowers at you. "My regulars were out. I needed an extra hand." You shrug it off. That's all they were. Extra hands. In a heist. You totally weren't going to make out with them on the car ride home.

Tension thick, your shoulders weigh down as you look at all three of the men. A tinge of embarrassment hits you as you realize how similar their figures looked. You definitely had a type.

Wade breaks it up, or attempts to with another sentence you don't exactly understand. "Jesus, if the writer would get over themselves, I would fuck you two so hard." He gestures to Logan and Miguel. Earning an angry grunt from both of them that just seems to further his excitement.

"I'm so pissed we have to wait for a part two."

"Part two? Of what?" You raise a brow, looking at Wade.

He waves a hand. They don't get it.

...

But you do. And if you want a part two, please let me know! This was just an idea festering (that got out of hand a little) and I'm not sure what to make with it just yet. I also need a title for this, so if you guys have any suggestions, please let me know. Love you!

[leveragehunters]

Downloading fanfic from AO3

I've been downloading a lot of fanfic lately for personal archival purposes, and I figured I'd share how I do it in case it's useful to anyone else (and so I have it written down in case I forget!).

There are lots of different ways to save fic, including the file download built into AO3, but I find that this gives me the nicest ebooks in the most efficient way.

(Under a cut cause long.)

Download Calibre: https://calibre-ebook.com/ or (clickable link).

Calibre is about the best ebook management and control program around and it's free. You can get it for windows, mac, and linux or download and run it from a portable storage device (I'm using a windows PC).

Install it and run it. It's gonna ask you where you want to put your library. Dealer's choice on this one. I recommend your internal drive (and then back up to external/cloud), but YMMV.

If you want to keep fanfic separate from the rest of your ebooks, you can create multiple libraries. I do, and my libraries are creatively named 'Books' and 'Fic'.

Customise Calibre

Now you're gonna install some plugins. Go to Preferences on the menu bar (far right), click its little side arrow, then choose 'Get plugins to enhance Calibre'.

At the top right of the box that pops up is 'Filter by name'. The plugins you want to get are:

EpubMerge

FanFicFare

Install them one at a time. It will ask you where you want them. I recommend 'the main bar' and 'the main bar when device is attached' (should be selected by default). When you're done, close and reopen Calibre.

The plugins you just installed should appear on the far right of the toolbar, but if you can't see one or both of them, fear not! Just click Preferences (the button, not the side arrow), then Toolbars and Menus (in the 'Interface' section) then choose the main toolbar from the drop down menu. That will let you add and remove things - I suggest getting rid of Donate, Connect Share, and News. That'll leave you room to add your new plugins to the menu bar.

(Do donate, though, if you can afford it. This is a hell of a program.)

Now you're ready to start saving your fave fanfic!

Saving fanfic

I'll go through both methods I use, but pick whatever makes you happy (and/or works best for what you're downloading).

ETA: if the fics are locked you can't easily use FanFicFare. Skip down to the next section. (It does ask for a username/password if you try and get a locked fic, but it's never worked for me - I had to edit the personal.ini in the configuration options, and even then it skips locked fics in a series.)

Calibre and FanFicFare

You can work from entirely within Calibre using the FanFicFare plugin. Just click its side arrow and pick from the menu. The three main options I use are download from URL, make anthology from a webpage, and update story/anthology.

Download from URL: pick Download from URL (or just click the FanFicFare button) and paste the fic's URL into the box (if you've copied it to your clipboard, it will be there automatically). You can do more than one fic at a time - just paste the URLs in one after the other (each on a new line). When you're done, make sure you have the output format you want and then go.

Make Anthology Epub From Web Page: if you want a whole series as a single ebook, pick Anthology Options, then Make Anthology Epub From Webpage. Paste the series URL into the box (if you've copied it to your clipboard, it will be there automatically), click okay when it displays the story URLs, check your output format and go.

Update series/anthology: if you downloaded an unfinished fic or series and the author updates, you can automatically add the update to your ebook. Just click on the ebook in Calibre, open the FanFicFare menu using its side arrow, and select either Update Existing FanFic Books or Anthology Options, Update Anthology epub. Okay the URLs and/or the output format, then go.

Any fic downloaded using FanFicFare will be given an automatically generated Calibre cover. You can change the cover and the metadata by right clicking on the title and picking edit metadata. You can do it individually, to change the cover or anything else specific to that ebook, or in bulk, which is great for adding a tag or series name to multiple fics. Make sure you generate a new cover if you change the metadata.

Browser plugins, Calibre, and EpubMerge

You can also use a browser addon/plugin to download from AO3. I use FicLab (Firefox/Chrome), but I believe there's others. FicLab: https://www.ficlab.com/ (clickable link).

FicLab puts a 'Save' button next to fic when you're looking at a list of fics, eg search results, series page, author's work list etc. Just click the 'Save' button, adjust the settings, and download the fic. You can also use it from within the fic by clicking the toolbar icon and running it.

FicLab is great if you're reading and come across a fic you want to save. It also generates a much nicer (IMO) cover than Calibre.

You can add the downloaded fic to Calibre (just drag and drop) or save it wherever. The advantage to dropping it into Calibre is that all your fic stays nicely organised, you can adjust the metadata, and you can easily combine fics.

Combining fics

You can combine multiple fics into an anthology using EpubMerge. This is great if you want a single ebook of an author's short fics, or their AUs, or their fics in a specific ship that aren't part of a series. (It only works on epubs, so if you've saved as some other format, you'll need to convert using Calibre's Convert books button.)

Select the ones you want to combine, click EpubMerge, adjust the order if necessary, and go.

The cover of the merged epubs will be the cover of the first fic in the merge list. You can add a new cover by editing the metadata and generating a new cover.

Combing with FanFicFare

You can also combine nonseries fics using FanFicFare's Make Anthology ePub from URLs option by pasting the individual fic URLs into the box.

Where there's more than a few fics, I find it easier to download them with FicLab and combine them with EpubMerge, and I prefer keeping both the combined and the individual versions of fic, but again YMMV.

Reconverting and Converting

Once I'm done fussing, I reconvert the ebook to the same format, to ensure everything is embedded in the file. Is this necessary? YMMV, but it's a quick and easy step that does zero harm.

If you don't want your final ebook to be an epub, just convert it to whatever format you like.

Disclaimers

Save fanfic for your own personal enjoyment/offline reading/safeguarding against the future. If it's not your fic, don't distribute it, or upload it to other sites, or otherwise be a dick. Especially if the author deletes it. Respect their wishes and their rights.

This may work on other fanfic sites, eg FFN, but I've never tried so I don't know.

If you download a fic, do leave the author a kudo or a comment; you'll make them so happy.

This is how I save fic. I'm not pretending it's the only way, or even the best way! This is just the way that works for me.

[aangarchy]

this weekend has been fucking stressful

yesterday morning i found myself locked out of my personal insta account, turns out a hacker had taken over. tried to get it back multiple times but unfortunately the hacker had enacted two-factor verification on THEIR phone instead of mine, so i couldn't even reset my own password. Had to send proof of identification to meta TWICE bc the first time they claimed not to recognize my face. Finally got access to the account again today only to realize the hacker had added MY account to THEIR account center on meta, and I couldn't remove it at first bc i needed access to the hacker's made up e-mail. I had already given up by noon and made an all new account.

Eventually i got to delete my account from their meta account center and added it back to mine, then promptly logged out of all devices except mine, reset password, added two factor authentication AND alerts for when an unknown device tries to log in for good measure. Most stressful experience of my fucking life.

Now i don't know what to do with the new account.

[icycoldninja]

Rescue (Sephiroth x Reader angst)

A/N: I've been inactive for a while, but inspiration has finally struck!

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"Excuse me, but you're not allowed back here," A SOLDIER told you, stepping defensively in front of the large, metal door you were trying to pass through.

"Get out of my way!" You shouted, trying to shove him aside. Despite all the effort you put into moving the man in bulky armor, he remained in place, as if he were a rock cemented to the floor.

"I'm sorry," He told you, in cold, professional tones. "Only authorized personel are allowed past this point." You were stubborn, but you also knew when to back down. Grumbling in defeat, you turned and scurried down the hallway in shame and anger, your irritated mind already working to concoct a new plan.

What you were attempting to do was probably the riskiest endeavor ever undertaken by a Shinra employee, one that could cost you your job, but that didn't matter to you right now. You were trying to rescue a man who meant more to you than the entire damn world. His name was Sephiroth, and he was locked up in Hojo's lab, subject to whatever vile horrors the maniacal old man desired, for reasons you didn't care to discover. One thing was for sure, you wouldn't let this go on, especially since you'd repeatedly promised over the years that you would protect him from anything. In order to make good on this promise, you'd been attempting to break into Hojo's lab all day, and had exhausted every possible method, except for one. You'd saved it as a last resort since using it was not only risky, but time consuming to travel through and even harder to escape through, though now you had no choice but to use it.

This "secret entrance" into Hojo's lab came into existence one day when he was away at a day-long meeting, leaving the lab largely unsupervised. Since you and Sephiroth happened to finish your work earlier than usual, you decided to remove the bars from one of the large ceiling vents in the lab, so either of you could wriggle through to visit one another. You two managed to complete the project in under 4 hours, and Hojo never noticed the change. Of course, back then, scenarios in which using this secret entrance were few and far in between, but times had changed. Now you were wriggling through the vents, trying to make as less noise as possible, while also trying to be as quick as possible. You'd already wasted enough time arguing with security guards and trying to guess passwords; you had none to spare. Just attempting to imagine what kind of torture your precious boy was enduring made your head spin and your stomach lurch.

Thankfully, the vents weren't that long; you spotted the end of the makeshift tunnel after just a minute or two of crawling. With a grunt, you managed to kick the vent cover off, wincing when it clattered loudly to the floor. You then dropped cautiously into the spacious laboratory, squinting in the dimly lit space, searching for the person you knew was here.

"Sephiroth!" You hissed, upon spotting him curled up on a bloody medical bed, wearing only his leather pants. To your surprise, he did not answer. Perhaps he hadn't heard you? You cried out to him again, as quietly as you could, and this time he heard you. With a low, trembling sigh, he turned over to face you, tired green eyes glowing in the darkness.

"What are you doing here?" He rasped, sounding more hurt and exhausted than you anticipated.

"Here to save you, duh," You whispered, creeping over to him.

"Stop." He ordered, turning away from you, a few locks of silver hair falling over the edge of the bed.

"What do you mean, stop?!" You grumbled, grabbing him by the arm. "I'm getting you out of here, Shiva only knows what that old ass did to y--" You stopped midsentence when you felt something slippery coat your palms. Pulling away from Sephiroth's bulky bicep, you found your hands coated in blood. His blood. Sephiroth saw you gaping at the mess on your hands and sighed.

"Get out, before he comes back," He told you ominously, but you didn't listen, you were far too preoccupied with the web of deep lashes laced across Sephiroth's body, wounds you somehow didn't notice until now. They were all over his back, his arms, his stomach, and his legs, soaking his pants in blood. You observed that no damage had been done to his neck, face, or the front of his chest, and wondered why. Then it came to you: The parts of him commonly on display to the public were left untouched, so no one would notice something was wrong. Hojo was a monster.

"What did they do to you?" You muttered, not realizing you'd spoken your thoughts aloud until after you'd said them.

"It's nothing new," Sephiroth replied, exhaling heavily as he sat up. "This is all...normal."

"There is nothing normal about this," You said, grabbing him by his bloodstained hand, attempting to drag him over to the vent. "Come on, we need to hurry."

"There is no point to escaping," Sephiroth told you firmly. "You leave without me. I will endure, fear not. I have, anyway, many times before."

"I'm not going to let that happen!" You protested.

"Yes, you will, if you stop to think for a moment. Should Hojo walk in on us, what do you suppose would happen? The most positive outcome is we both lose our jobs. The worst outcome....well...I would rather not curse you with that knowledge." You sighed at that, knowing full well what he meant, and crossed your arms in annoyance.

"So what am I supposed to do, just leave you here to suffer?"

"Yes." Came Sephiroth's blunt, straight-faced reply. "You would be doing us both a favor. A few more hours and I will be walking the halls again, and if you heed my words, you will be there to join me. Though..." He offered you a small smile, hardly visible in the darkened room. "I appreciate you coming to save me."

"Do you now?" You chuckled, ironic, given the situation.

"I do," Repeated the SOLDIER. "No one else would show this much concern for me, much less act on it. I...you have my gratitude."

The sound of heavy footsteps echoed in the hallway, quickly approaching the laboratory door, leading you to believe Hojo was returning. After receiving a fearful, concerned look from Sephiroth, who gave you a rough shove that had you stumbling several paces backwards, you scrambled for the vent, barely managing to tuck your feet out of sight when Hojo walked through the door.

"Now then," He began with a sneer, "Where were we?"

Half of you wanted to stay; the other half was terrified and wanted to flee. After briefly consulting your conscience, your body decided to act on its own and start crawling away. Fearful as you were, you felt so disgusted with yourself, even as you slithered away through the vents. What a cowardly act, running away like some scared little mouse. You should have stayed and fought--let Hojo and all of Shinra be damned!

How you hated yourself for fleeing the scene like a weak little fool, even though Sephiroth had all but ordered you to, it still hurt. Your blood boiled with rage you would eventually have to bottle up the moment you heard Hojo's sinister cackles reverberate through your escape route, echoing around you like he was everywhere. Your furious heart ached for your trapped angel as he screamed and screamed, only God and Hojo knowing why, but only you could hear him, and no one could help.

[heauxvibez]

Warning: Smut (18+)

Rocket

I wanna play in your deep end, your deep end, the deep Then dip me under where you can feel my river flowing flow Hold me 'til I scream for air to breathe Don't wash me over until my well runs dry Send all your sins all over me babe, over me...

Wrapping your legs around his waist, you pulled the man closer, feeling him penetrate you deeply. However, you soon realized it was too much when the tip of his member brushed against a sensitive spot.

"Wait, no..." you whispered, gently tapping his back as your legs loosened their grip.

He took the hand you used to tap and pinned it above your head, intertwining his fingers with yours, creating a tender connection between you both. His forehead rested against yours, his hair forming a canopy above you.

"No?" he questioned, slowing his strokes but deepening his thrusts.

The conflicting emotions swirling within you mirrored the intensity of his touch. It felt undeniably pleasurable, yet overwhelming. Each thrust threatened to unravel you completely. Part of you yearned for him to stop, to regain control, while another part craved his unyielding passion, wanting to be consumed by him endlessly.

"Mmm, I didn't think so either," he moaned. His left hand caressed the contours of your face and his thumb stroked the soft skin of your cheek; mimicking the movements between your legs.

Roman's head travels to the crook of your neck and his deep breaths warm your skin. The hairs of his beard grazing against your shoulder added to the multiple layers of pleasure you were experiencing.

"No more tapping out for you sweetheart. Do you understand me?"

You nearly melted at the demand. You honestly loved being submissive to Roman, he's the only man who could engulf you in such a way.

"Hmm?" he questioned again, his hand now removing your leg from his waist and pressing it down toward the bed. He hit your g-spot at an even more vulnerable angle.

You nodded and gasped, your acrylic nails digging into his back. Roman was so immersed in the euphoric feeling of having your silky walls wrapped around him that the pain of your nails in his back only enhanced the sensation.

"You wanted it deeper, now you're going to take it..", he explained huskily in the crook of your neck.

You whimpered, how could he fuck you like this?

How dare he fuck you like this?

The wetness between your legs was like music to his ears. Each stroke quenched his thirst. Knowing that your pussy was flowing like a river for him sent chills all throughout his body.

"Roman" you gasped almost as if you were coming up for air in the midst of drowning in your own juices.

"I know, my love. I got you..", that sentence..whew that sentence alone unlocked your orgasm like a password to a speakeasy.

Your walls hugged his dick as you climaxed, the sensation rippling through you. You threw your head back, and your eyes rolled to the back of your head. It stirred in the pit of your stomach, a more intense buildup than usual. Your juices showered his thighs, leaving a slick trail on the sheets beneath you.

It was your first time squirting and you honestly were in awe at yourself in the way you released.

"That's it baby, give that shit to me..." he talked you through it. His hips continuously worked between your thighs as your orgasm coursed through your body.

His forehead found its way back to yours, his eyes locking with yours as you continued to ride out your orgasm.

"Mmm, look at you.." his tongue grazed his bottom lip as he felt his own orgasm approaching.

His eyes were shut tight, and drops of sweat slid from his forehead, and onto your skin.

"Baby, I'm so close..", he whispered, pulling out and stroking himself.

His head was thrown back, tongue darting out between his lips, and he worked himself closer to his orgasm.

He let out a sexy low groan, sending all of his sins over you, while his curses filled the air...

Rocket till water falls

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Hope ya'll enjoyed!

Tags: @harmshake @southerngirl41

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[mortish-writes]

No Patreon quite yet.

The Bride of Shadows Patreon isn't ready yet, I didn't realize that a month after giving them a picture of myself and a copy of my government ID, and then them saying I was all set, they'd still do an additional review when I was actually ready to launch my Patreon. Apparently this can take as along as a week, but usually takes a couple days.

The Zealot route for Night V is edited and will be ready for early release as soon as the Patreon is up. You will have to start a new game and only the Zealot route is available right now. The Heretic Night V route will be out next week.

The Night V Zealot route is an additional 25,000 words, with two separate branches depending on whether you're aligned with The Weaver. It also has separate endings depending on which RO you have the strongest bond with. There are also breast sizes now. See? I also added the option to refuse The Weaver and...stay dead. Cause apparently the offer to not be dead was frustrating readers.

The name of the patron version is The Nightborn Edition. Right now, it is largely the same as the current build (+Zealot Night V and a few new variables, mostly hidden), but once the Patreon is live we'll be running polls for new content. Our first few polls will be regarding conception/pregnancy since that will start in Night VI. We'll nail down how we want to handle paternity in poly relationships and how random/not random we want things like gender/appearance/multiples to be. Then we'll vote on a new tendency and which tendencies you'd like to see more of. The goal is to make a version tailored to the interests and tastes of patrons, without taking content away from free players.

I've also changed Bound mode for patrons. It will now feature an MFM storyline with the option to go crazy and have an exclusive MF relationship with Valdricht. Serax TBD, I'll explain in the FAQ, no I don't love Valdricht more, there are important plot reasons for it, if you want Serax you can still have him in MFM mode or play MMF mode as the gods intended. I know that the Duskweaver Cultist won out in the poll, but MFM/MF will be much easier to integrate into the existing story at the moment. Also, you get updates earlier and you can support my goal of writing Bride of Shadows full-time.

Hopefully the review process will be quick and I'll do an official Patreon launch announcement/invitation soon. It will be much prettier and more comprehensive than this. In the meantime, I'll be working on the Heretic route for Night V. Just not tonight. I'm going to relax now.

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Off-topic rant don't read unless you have nothing better to do. Sometimes a girl just has to type some feelings in a big block of text. So Bride of Shadows has gotten a ton of new players/followers this week. Idk if it was blessed by the algorithm or what. That's not the rant, I'm incredibly happy about that and insanely grateful. So today while I was trying to set up the Patreon version, I thought I could just add the Patreon edition to my regular page and password lock it. Maybe I can and I just couldn't figure it out, but that's a question to puzzle over another day. Anyway, somewhere in the process of attempting this I restricted the main game for like 30 seconds and it completely removed Bride of Shadows from the Itch algorithm. It went from getting a new follower every 15 minutes to totally disappearing from all the categories. Which sucks because we were doing so good. Like, we were almost in a warm, fuzzy sandwich between the hot succubus game and the sexy Minotaur game and that's without a new release in two weeks. I know, I still can't believe it. Anyway, I think the vanishing is only temporary and it'll creep back into the algorithm again, but I'm too tired to worry about it right now. I cried on the phone with my husband for like 5 minutes about that and Patreon and then he came home with chocolate filled caramels for me. Anyway, it's impossible to be sad while eating them, so I'm feeling much better now but I wanted to rant in a wall of text regardless. In February the big stressful thing was my old blog getting shadowbanned, and I went through this whole 24 hour emotional crisis where I thought the IF was doomed and no one would ever find it again and now this month my crisis is that it was getting tons of followers until I derped the algorithm. It's all to say, sometimes I gotta complain about things that annoy me, but I never lose sight of the bigger picture, which is that I'm writing a story I love and lots of people are enjoying it, so no matter what shenanigans befall me, I don't let it distract me. And if I do get overwhelmed, there are always chocolate filled caramels. And because you read all of this the Nightborn Edition password is "veryeasytoguess". I'll be changing the password once the Patreon launches. In the meantime, feel free to check out the new Zealot night. I hope you'll be able to join the Patreon and help build the Nightborn Edition into something really special. For players in non-Patreon regions or those who hate subscriptions (I totally get it), the Nightborn Edition will be available on Steam once the IF is complete and you're always welcome to submit suggestions for things you'd like to see in the final IF. Also just in case it wasn't clear, the regular free story will still be updated. Night V will be out not long after I finish writing the Heretic route. Thanks for reading, you're all amazing. -Mortish

[fairyhaos]

❍ the 2k event: minghao + password

alternative title: three words, eight letters

pairing: minghao x gn!reader

genre: college au, roommates au, friends to lovers, fluff

word count: 1068

warnings: none

event taglist (send ask to be added): @slytherinshua @rubywonu @weird-bookworm @amxlia-stars @pepperonijem @hannyoontify @my-moarmy-heart @suminsfav @minhui896 @haocovr @lockburn-castle @sweet-like-caramel @horanghae8

"Xu Minghao!"

There’s the sound of someone crashing through the apartment, and Minghao attempts to stifle his grin. Not even a second later, his bedroom door is thrown open and you stand at the threshold, laptop in hand, fuming.

“Xu Minghao,” you repeat, teeth gritted. “What have you done to my laptop?”

Minghao cocks an eyebrow. “I didn’t do anything.”

You scream, a frustrated yelp that would be much more terrifying if you weren’t pouting like a baby. It’s cute.

“Hao! Come on, I need this laptop for my assignments. Please, please tell me what the password is. What did you change it to?”

Minghao shakes his head, going back to his phone, sipping his cup of tea. “I told you, I didn’t do anything.”

There’s a long silence. He looks up.

You fold your arms, the laptop still dangling in one of your hands. You stare at your roommate for several seconds longer, before turning around on your heel with a sniff.

“Fine. I’m gonna call your mother and tell her that you’ve been bullying me.”

“Wait!” Immediately, he sets down his teacup and scrambles out of bed, following you as you run into the kitchen to dial Minghao’s mother and tattle on him. “Wait! Y/N, no, wait, I’ll give you a hint.”

“No. Give me the whole password,” you say, dangling your phone in the air, out of Minghao’s reach.

It works for all of five seconds, because Minghao is some crazy flexible person with ridiculously long arms. He snatches your phone away, exiting you out of the phone app and shutting your phone down. You whine, attempting to snatch your phone back but he holds a hand over your face, keeping you in place.

“A hint,” he repeats firmly, and there’s desperation in his eyes, along with something… warm? “I’ll give you a hint, and you won’t call my mother.”

You remove Minghao’s hand from your face, huffing. The laptop is on the counter beside you, and you glance at it before looking up at Minghao again.

“Fine,” you say at last, making grabby hands for your phone. “Gimme a hint.”

Minghao grins, bright and happy again. “The password is three words, eight letters. All lowercase.”

You huff as Minghao plops the phone back into your hand and then retreats back to his room. “That’s not a very safe password!” you yell back at him.

“Have fun!” is all he replies.

You roll your eyes, unable to stop yourself from smiling, just a little, at his antics.

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“This absolute idiot,” you mutter to yourself, typing angrily on your laptop. “How can three words only have eight letters between them?”

The sun is now dipping below the horizon, slowly bleeding into the darkness of the night, and you’re still locked out from your own laptop. After receiving your hint from Minghao, you’d sat down at your desk, cracked your knuckles, and set to work.

It’s been hours since then. You’ve had your laptop bar you from inputting a password attempt at least ten times. You’re five more ‘incorrect password’ messages from tearing the thing to pieces.

“Minghao!” you yell. “Tell me my password!”

You receive no reply.

“Why did you change my password in the first place?”

Silence.

“Minghao, I hate you!”

Minghao laughs. “I love you, too!”

You grumble to yourself, staring at the log-in page in front of you. The log-in page stares mockingly back. The cursor continues blinking at you, and really, who knew that cursors knew how to look like they were laughing?

“I bet it’s something really simple,” you groan. “If I were Minghao, what would I change Y/N’s password to? What would annoy Y/N the most?”

This third-person thinking really just proved how the whole situation was driving you insane.

You frown down at your laptop, chin in hand, tapping your cheek thoughtfully.

“Minghao! Is it a sentence?”

There’s a brief pause. “Yes.”

Your eyes light up. “Of course! I-H-A-T-E-Y-O-U!”

The sound of dry laughter floats across the hall from Minghao’s bedroom. “Haha, Y/N, very funny.” He pauses. “You’re not far off, though.”

“What, you hate me?”

“No!” Minghao pokes his head out of his room, glaring at you. “Figure out your password yourself.”

“You’re the one who changed it!”

Minghao just shrugs, as if to say ‘that’s your problem’, and his head disappears with a slam of his bedroom door.

“Idiot,” you mutter. “What’s close to ‘I hate you’, anyway?”

But then you freeze, a shiver running down your spine, fingers halting on top of the keyboard. What if it’s not ‘I hate you’ but rather… 

Your brain is screaming at you, telling you to get out of your fantasies, but your heart is thrumming in your chest with hope, faint, foolish hope, and your fingers shakily input the letters anyway, holding your breath.

You press the ‘Enter’ key.

Your laptop’s homescreen wallpaper flashes up in front of you.

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Minghao wakes up to a laptop in his lap, and a post-it note slapped on the lid.

He rubs his eyes, wondering idly if it’s a note telling him that you’ve taken his laptop hostage until he tells you the password to yours, before pausing. Because this is his laptop in his lap, right now, and your obnoxiously bright pink post-it note has a mere four words written on it.

Four words, eleven letters.

Minghao tilts his head, smiling, suddenly much more awake. The apartment is quiet, almost unusually so, and he can almost see you in his mind’s eye, already wide awake in your own room, waiting to see what his reaction will be.

Part of him is proud that you figured out the password to your own laptop. Part of him is annoyed that you messed with his in retaliation.

Well, he supposes, he kind of started this.

He thinks he already knows what you’ve changed his password to, considering the fact that you’ve decided to respond in this way rather than storm into his room and yell in his ear before promptly trying to pack a bag and leave him. 

Nevertheless, he won’t deny that his heartbeat is abnormally loud as he opens the laptop lid, typing in the password that comes to mind.

I love you too.

The log-in page pauses, loading, as if intentionally prolonging Minghao’s anticipation, before then it lets him in, presenting him with his laptop’s homescreen.

Minghao smiles.

[14dayswithyou]

Say hi to renren for me~!

Sorry if you already answered this because I looked through your blog but couldn't find any answers. I tried downloading your game on itch.io but it needs a password to access it? Do I have to verify my age or something to get to the download page or is it just locked temporarily?

✦゜ANSWERED: aaa it was announced here, but currently, the Day 3.5 update is only available for those in the 14DWY Discord server (my unofficial Beta Testers hehe)!! But once it's out of Early Access, the password will be removed and it will be available to the public ^^

So for now, the only way to access the Itch page is to join the server and get the password... Or wait until it's public again (which should be soon)!! Sorry for any inconvenience and thank you for your patience!

[auspicioustidings]

Firewatch 13

Summary: All good things come to an end.

Words: 2.3k

CWs: Significant peril (and there's a cliff hanger about it so wait for the epilogue if you'd rather not deal with not knowing the outcome)

You curled up in Johnny's bed, both sad and happy that he was on night watch. Could you have stayed away if he wasn't? Honestly you weren't really sure anymore. This was just so fucked up now. What happened down the line if they got what they wanted (and was it only them that wanted it anymore)? Did you just stay here forever and never see another person? What happened if you got pregnant? Despite your reluctant care for these men you couldn't live like that. You couldn't entertain any idea of a happily ever after like this - the locked up girl was the start of the story not the end.

Johnny's room was like him, warm and a little chaotic. He had a gaming PC setup, disconnected from any Internet of course. It wasn't password locked even now despite you being mean the first night you were in his room and deleting a bunch of his saves. It had caused a fight when he got back and realised although by that time you had already had time to cool off and feel a little bad about being so petty. So you quietly apologised and when he continued yelling Simon had grabbed him by the scruff and dragged him out. You didn't know what he did, but they came back an hour later and Johnny was calmer. Said sorry for yelling. 

It was always Johnny that you wound up having screaming matches with, although it was easy to forgive one another it seemed. You just had the same short temper, easily setting one another off. If you were very honest with yourself which you tended not to be these days, part of you hoped Price would intervene when you were screaming the house down. A very large part of you. The part that craved the way he had made you feel when he had bent you over his desk and spanked you. Your head had never been so clear and calm before and you wanted to feel like that again whenever things started to get overwhelming, but it wasn’t like you were going to fucking ask your captor to take you over his knee.

The idea was making you a little flustered and well… you had kissed Johnny today. Would it be any more dangerous to get yourself off in his bed? It had been a while and you were pent up and you’d be quick. You lay and listened for a moment for any sounds in the cabin but there were none. Dosia would be out in the woods at this time. Everyone else was in bed. Simon’s bed was right on the other side of the wall from you and you couldn’t hear anything, so he must be asleep. You slid your hand down, biting your lip as your fingers dipped beneath your waistband to gently get yourself feeling good. 

You huffed when you couldn’t find a good rhythm. Shouldn’t this be like riding a bike? Still, it wasn’t like it felt bad, it just didn’t feel as good as you wanted. But you could get yourself there you were sure, just needed to get wet and the slide of your fingers would feel better. You were finally getting into the groove when there was a light knock at the door which was typical really. 

“Come in” you called, not at all happy about it.

You were under blankets and had obviously removed your hand from your underwear so it wasn’t like anyone would know what you had been doing, not even Simon when he slid into the room and closed the door behind him. 

“What?”

“Sounded like you were having a nightmare.”

Ah. Fuck. That stupid satisfied grin told you all you needed to know as he walked over and sat on the bed. So much for nobody knowing what you were doing. God what did he have supersonic hearing? 

“Must have been.”

“That right?”

“So your stupid little pact thing is still going then?”

“Remind me.”

“Stupid wee bonnie thing, your naw going tae cum until ye get permission from every single one of us” you mimicked in your absolute worst impersonation of a Scottish accent.

Simon snorted at that and his hand shifted to follow the shape of your body over the blanket before taking your own hand and bringing it to his mouth, kissing at your fingers that had just been on your body. 

“Don’t remember agreeing to any pact.”

“...you’re not fucking me.”

“Fair enough sweetheart. Getting you off on the cards?”

The thing about Simon was that he was always blunt with you. He didn’t dance around things like the others sometimes did, he always just asked exactly what he wanted to. It sucked when he used it against when you were trying to be annoying, not letting you keep winding up Price with saying you didn’t like any of the options he was putting forward for food and instead point blank asking you to name exactly what you wanted down to the ingredient list. And he didn’t have any polite filter, when you had mumbled about wanting a razor he had asked in front of everyone if it was "for your cunt”. Kyle had nearly choked on the apple he had been eating. 

You considered, narrowing your eyes at his amused look. 

“It’s a one time thing.”

“Uh huh.”

“Nobody else can know.”

“Not gonna be me that tells them.”

“I’m not sucking you off either.”

“Want you to jack me off at least. Only polite.”

“Fine. Not on my face.”

“Tits?”

“You’re pushing it Riley but I’ll allow it.”

“Magnanimous of you. Now open your legs, going to eat you out for fucking hours.”

He was not kidding and he was stupidly good at it. He was true to his word as well in that he didn’t tell Price or Kyle anything, didn’t need to with how loud he managed to get you, only chuckling when you smacked him after the scrape of his teeth made you yelp loudly. You let him stay after.

–

“Quit yer bitchin’ Johnny.”

“Naw, shan’t. Move the fuck over.”

“You’ll wake her up.”

“Then I’ll fucking tire her back out, move!”

You grumbled and shoved at Simon to get him to move. You didn’t care who was in this bed as long as they shut up and let you sleep. It was lovely and warm in between them.

–

“Oh shut up Kyle.”

“Didn’t say anything luv!”

“You were thinking it very loudly.”

You were not enjoying breakfast one little bit. Johnny was still in bed, Simon was smug as hell and Kyle and Price were definitely looking at you with amused ‘how was last night?’ looks, Kyle’s being particularly loud. Dicks.

“Come on little bird eat your pancakes, need to get your energy back after-”

“After what?” you hissed at him.

“...nothing.”

“That’s what I thought.”

You shovelled pancakes into your mouth like the most petulant child on the planet and ignored their chuckling for the rest of the day.

–

“You could just ask you know.”

Price was leant on the kitchen counter when you went to make yourself a cup of tea. The cabin was quiet with the other three off to town (which you were always upset about. You wanted to go into town). It had been a few weeks since you had fucked up and despite a mighty effort from both Johnny and Simon you had refused to do so again. They were winding you up something awful though and it had only gotten worse when Kyle joined in. 

Heated glances, brushes of hands against your waist and thigh, lewd comments whispered right into your ear, them walking around in a towel still wet from the shower. It was annoying the life out of you and you were snapping more and more, ready to boil over and explode.

“To go into town?”

“You know that's not what I meant.”

“Then what did you mean John?”

You both stubbornly stayed silent as you made your tea. You could outlast him, you could.  You drank your tea in silence. You settled on the sofa to read a book in silence. You got up to wash your empty mug in silence. You settled back in to continue reading in silence. And all the while he stayed where he was, leant back with his arms folded watching you. Waiting.

“...you can do it again” you mumbled, annoyed and embarrassed. 

“Hmm?”

“I'm not… it's not me asking. I'm just saying you can.”

“Right. And if I did and you wanted me to stop?”

“Red.”

“Orange if you need less.”

“Green if I need more.”

“OK” he agreed as he finally moved to come sit next to you. “Over my knee little bird, let's unwind you.”

It would be annoying that it worked except you were too boneless and relaxed after to hold on to the feeling.

–

“Doesn't this bring back memories?” Kyle grinned as he sprawled on the sofa in the watchtower.

You just rolled your eyes and wandered the small space, taking in the view properly since you had been distracted last you were here. You had asked to go on the overnight firewatch, desperate for a change of scenery after months of the cabin and the same walking route, and it had been his night. 

You suspected the only reason they had allowed it was because they knew you were on your period given that you had to ask them to bring you supplies. As much as sex would probably help, you were very much just a grouchy, sleepy lump who was very apparently not going to be partaking in such things right now. Kyle could tear his clothes off and you didn't think it would affect you. 

“Uh huh, near death, kidnapping, make out session. Truly a thrilling trilogy.”

“Aww luv come here.”

“Shouldn't you be watching. For fire” you deadpanned as you nevertheless went to flop on top of him.

“We’ll make a fire fighter out of you yet!”

He played with your hair like he knew you liked and the warmth of his body felt lovely. Whenever you shifted to try and get comfortable he would move exactly where you needed him to be no matter if it put him in an awkward position or not.

The walk up and down the stairs for the bathroom was God awful but probably good for you. But the real star of the show was walking the little balcony perimeter of the tower. The stars were so beautiful out here. It should have made you cringe at the cliche of it all when you said as much and he agreed they were beautiful while not taking his eyes off of you.

It was strange, but it actually made you feel happy. Neither of you spoke about that kiss you shared under the stars after, leaving that secret for the tower to keep. 

–

“Dosia! Where's Dosia?!”

You were frantic and couldn't listen to them. Not when they were telling you to leave. Not when Price was dragging you up the path by the arm and you could barely see through tears. It was all happening too fast. You were laughing at Kyle trying to teach Johnny how to flip a pancake, you should still be doing that.

“Forget about her! You need to run, now!”

You had never heard him sound like that and it scared you. The sound of the fire rapidly ripping through the trees was deafening, the sky red with embers and the smoke already starting to choke through. Simon had sounded the alarm 10 minutes ago having spotted smoke from far in the forest and already it was rapidly spreading, all of them kitted up and heading out to try and contain it while the planes deployed to tackle it from above. 

You were clinging to Price's arm. He couldn't go back that way. You didn't want him to go that way. That way was the fire. Why were they all going towards the fire?

“Look at me! You are going to run as fast as you can ok? And you're going to make it to town safe and sound.”

“I- n-no! You told me I was staying! I’ll tell everyone you took me and you’ll be in trouble! You- you need to keep me!”

“You won our bet” he said, grabbing your face and kissing you like he knew it was the last time. “Now for once do as you're told and go!”

You couldn't stop him and you were too terrified of following him as he pulled his mask on and went towards the danger, so you did the only thing you could do and followed his instructions. You could barely see through tears and tripped at one point, hearing the roar behind you as you froze on your hands and knees, wondering how they could ever survive. It was only a biting and clawing Dosia bursting from the trees to spur you to your feet that got you going again.

When you got to town the place was being evacuated as fire trucks were racing in from the nearest fire houses and planes were starting to streak overhead. One of the locals spotted you, damn surprised to see a dead girl emerging from the trees with cat in tow. They bundled you up in a shock blanket and put you in the passenger seat of a car with Dosia in your lap to get taken to the next town over. You found yourself watching the forest disappear in the rear view mirror, the ashes of your cottage still a stain on the edge. You wondered if their cabin would be the same. You wondered if they would be the same. 

The bet wasn't your win at all. Price might have finally come to regret bringing you to the cabin, but you had forgotten there was ever a time you hadn't wanted to be with them weeks ago. And now you weren't sure how you were going to learn to live without them.