#Angst and Fluff and Smut

[stervrucht]

With my fic Proximity officially completed, I thought to celebrate with some cute fanart.

And now Eddie is just rambling, waiting for Steve to say something. But Steve doesn’t speak. Instead, he leans forward, placing a shaky hand on Eddie’s cheek and the words die on his tongue, breath catching in his throat, because Steve is giving him a look that leaves him starved for air. 

[nurserx-rae]

Sunkissed and Bloodstained

Synopsis: As Y/N, a vampire, weakens under the sun, Bakugo risks his life to save her by offering his blood, leading to a dangerous shift in their relationship when she nearly drains him completely.

Pairing: Katsuki Bakugo x fem!vampire!reader

Words: 4,379

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The sun blazed as Class 1-A stood attention in the field behind the school. Aizawa-sensei babbling on about the course they were to defeat. 

Bakugo stood with his arms crossed over his chest, his hero costume tight to his body, as sweat dripped down his toned skin the sun beat down on the students. 

He looked down at the small girl standing beside him: Y/N; his girlfriend. She was a talkative one, very friendly despite her quirk. 

His red eyes analyzed every inch of the small girl, her skin pale, almost melting as her eyes flickered back in her skull. 

Y/N's arms hung at her sides, limp. She hunched forward. Something was wrong. 

Bakugo's eyes furrowed as he noticed what was off. He immediately grabbed ahold of her waist, pulling her towards him. 

"Bakugo?" Y/N questioned, she didn't fight back or maybe it was that she couldn't. She just hung limp in his arms, barely holding herself up. 

Bakugo's arm tightened around her waist, holding her with him as he took a step closer, placing his other hand on her forehead. 

"Oi, are you okay? You look like you're gonna pass out." 

"I-I'm fine . It's just really hot ." she explained, heavy, labored breaths coming from her thin lips. 

No shit. What a vampire quirk like hers, she was practically burning to death. 

His hand pulled back, noticing the sweat that dripped down her forehead; her body was overheating. He gently placed his hand on the back of her neck, guiding her closer. The tips of his fingers pressed against her skin. 

"Damn, you're burning up…" 

She leaned into his touch, her cheek brushing against his collarbone. She mumbled something, but it was too incoherent for him to hear. He leaned down a little, placing his hand on her chin to angle her face up. 

Her eyes slowly fluttered open, her eyelids twitching as she attempted to lift them. "Hm?" she mumbled weakly. 

"Oi, can you hear me?" Bakugo asked, gripping her chin in between his fingers. 

Y/N looked at the blonde-haired man, her eyes flickering as they shut, her body dropping in Bakugo's arms. 

Bakugo caught her, quickly scooping her up in his toned arms. "Oi, teddy bear!" he called, his voice slightly panicked. He placed his ear near her mouth, trying to see if she was breathing. 

Aizawa's gaze shifted to the commotion in the field. He saw Bakugo holding Y/N, her body limp in his arms. He quickly jogged over to them. 

"What happened?" 

The whole class stared at the three. Curious eyes gazing, small gaps of surprise, worry thick in the air. 

"I don't know! She was fine one moment and the next, she passed out!" Bakugo yelled, his grip tightening around the passed out girl in his arms. 

"Bring her inside," Aizawa spoke in a calm, monotone voice. 

He turned and began to walk back to the school; his hands shoved into his pockets. 

Bakugo obeyed instantly. His legs carried the unconscious girl as his arms held her close to his body. He followed behind his sensei, staring down at her face. His red eyes watched her face intently, studying her expression. 

Y/N for her eyebrows, face tense as she rolled her head side to side. 

She opened her eyes, the room blinding her with its bright white lights that shone directly into her eyes. 

Bakugo sat beside her in a chair as she lay in a hospital bed that made home in the school's infirmary. His eyebrows knitted together as he looked into her eyes, not in anger, like usual, but in concern and fear—something he wasn't familiar with, something he didn't know how to handle. 

He leaned forward, one of his hands grabbing onto her smaller ones. He gripped it tightly, as if it were his lifeline. 

"Y/N." he spoke her name softly, almost cautiously as to not scare her. 

Y/N opened her mouth to speak, but her body held too frail to make noise. 

Her hand sat limp in his. 

Bakugo watched her intently, his eyes scanning over every detail of her face. His eyes flicked down to her hand in his and back up to her eyes. He didn't want to let go. 

He rubbed his thumb over her knuckles gently. His head tilted to the side as he stared at her, unable to form the words he wanted to say. 

"You scared me, y'know." he mumbled, his voice low. He looked down, trying to avoid eye contact. He could feel the anxiety building up in his chest, he felt vulnerable. He hated feeling like this. 

Y/N smiled. 

Recovery Girl walked over. 

"How are you feeling, dear?" she asked, placing a hand on Y/N's forehead. 

"F… f-fine." Y/N managed to choke out through rough breaths. 

"You're still overheating." she said, a frown resting on her face. Her eyes moved from Y/N to Bakugo. 

"I'm going to need to take her temperature. Could you let go of her, dear?" she spoke softly to Bakugo. 

He nodded stiffly, letting go slowly, reluctantly. His hand slid out of hers, falling onto his lap. 

Recovery Girl took the thermometer from a box on the bedside table; a few beeping noises, the beeping increasing on the thermometer until a high pitched beep was heard. 

"112.3…" 

Recovery Girl stated. 

Bakugo's stomach dropped, a look of concern on his face. His brain wracked over the information. "112.3?!" 

Recovery Girl took notice of his distress as she walked over to one of the cabinets, pulling out a bottle of Tylenol. 

She handed the pills over to Y/N, a water bottle in her other hand. 

"Here dear, take this. This will help bring your fever down." 

Y/N went to grab the cup of water. Recovery Girl slowly letting go, her hand still circled the edges of the glass as Y/N nearly dropped the glass, Recovery Girl quickly grabbing the glass once again. 

Recovery Girl looked down at her. She sighed softly, helping her take the medicine. 

Aizawa's voice came on the intercom. 

"Recovery Girl, we need you on the field. Deku broke his arm again…" 

Recovery Girl stood still, a look of annoyance crossing her face. She knew it would happen again, but she always tried to keep her hopes up. 

"Ugh, that boy…" 

"Stay here, and don't try to leave." Recovery Girl spoke to Y/N and Bakugo before walking out of the infirmary. The room now quiet. 

Bakugo turned to Y/N. 

She stared down at her feet at the end of the bed. Eyes dull. Her usual smile absent. Eyebrows curled in mourning. 

Bakugo stared at her intently, noticing how she wouldn't look up at him. His hand twitched, wanting to reach out to hold hers. His body moved on its own, leaning forward. He went to place his hand on hers. His fingers brushed against her skin. 

"… teddy bear?" he spoke her name softly, his eyes darting across her face. He just wanted her to look at him. 

"I'm dying." 

His eyes widened at her response; it felt like a punch to the gut, the wind knocked out of him. It took a moment for him to respond, his brain trying to form the words. "W-What…?" his voice shook, his eyes refusing to leave her face. 

"M-My kind—vampires—we need blood to survive. Cannibalism is illegal, and the only vampire café is miles away from here. I haven't been able to drink blood in months. I'm slowly dying without it, I can't be in the sun anymore. My quirk is weakening and so am I. I can feel myself dying, Katsuki…" 

Tears welled in her big eyes as she clenched her fist. "I don't want to die…" 

His hand gripped onto one of hers, wrapping around her smaller palm. His jaw clenched as tears welled in his own eyes at the sight of her crying—it killed him seeing her this way. He was never good with dealing with sensitive topics; feelings or otherwise. 

"You're not dying, idiot." 

He leaned forward, his other hand coming up to her chin, forcing her gaze up. He locked eyes with her. 

"You'll be fine. We'll figure something out…" 

Y/N's hands shot up to her eyes as she wiped away hot tears that spilled down her pink cheeks. She whimpered in distress, a high-pitched vibration leaving her chest. 

His expression softened, his heart wrenching at the pitiful sounds she was making. He had never seen her like this before, vulnerable and small, it was killing him. He pulled her into his chest gently. 

He wrapped his arms around her, his chin rested atop her head. He could feel the hot tears soak into his shirt as she buried her face into his chest. His hands rubbed her back comfortingly, trying to soothe her. 

"There, there, teddy bear… it's okay." 

She gripped at his hero costume, her slender fingers gripping desperately, as if she was holding onto him as her life support. The sounds of her small sobs filled the room, broken noises and whimpers. Her body shook in his arms as she inhaled large gulps of air. 

"Damn it, teddy bear… don't cry, please…" he muttered into her hair, his voice barely audible. He held her tighter to his chest; her body pressed snugly against his. The pounding of his heart filling up his ears. 

"I'm gonna die, Katsuki." 

"No, you're not…" 

He said stubbornly, holding her tighter. He closed his eyes tightly. "No… you can't… you can't die… I… I won't let that happen." 

As Y/N sobbed in his arms, Bakugo realized the answer to her problems. A way for her to not die a painful death. His eyes widened, a thought crossing his mind. The wheels in his brain turning as he finally figured out the solution. 

He bit his lip, the thought of her drinking from him… using him for her needs. He didn't even hesitate at the thought. 

"Hey…" he whispered softly, one of his hands rubbing her back. 

He tilted his chin down to look at her, her face hidden in his chest. His fingers gripped her chin once again, pulling her face up to his. He had to look her in the eye for what he was about to say… what he was about to offer. 

"Teddy bear, look at me…" he spoke softly, his red eyes staring down at her. He needed her attention. He needed her to look at him. To listen to what he was about to say. 

Y/N looked up at him, still clinging to his costume, her eyes red and swollen with grief. 

His heart ached, seeing her like this… so small, so vulnerable. He inhaled deeply. 

"I have a solution… but you have to promise you won't freak out, okay?" 

She sniffed, narrowing her eyes. "O-Okay?" 

He took another slow breath, letting it out through his nose. 

"You…" he paused, the words getting stuck in his throat. He swallowed, trying to regain his composure. "You could… drink my blood…" 

Y/N eyes shot open as she shoved him away. 

"WHAT!?" she screamed in shock. 

"You wa—what?" 

He winced at her outburst, his body stiffening as she pushed him back. He quickly regained composure, his hands still reaching for her. "Just—listen to me for a damn minute, idiot!" 

He gripped her wrists tightly, holding them to keep her from escaping. "Listen—just listen to me!" he repeated, his voice louder. His body moved closer to hers, trapping her on the bed. 

His red eyes looked into hers, holding her gaze. He was determined to get her to listen; he needed her to accept his idea. He opened his mouth to speak again, to try to convince her. 

Y/N stared at Bakugo as if he had a third head. Silence consumed the room. 

He could see the hesitation in her eyes, the disbelief, the horror. He let out an irritated huff, frustrated by her look of surprise. He gripped her wrists tighter, leaning in closer, his face now mere inches from hers. 

"I am serious, teddy bear. It's the only way. You'll get to feed, and I have plenty of blood to spare, idiot." 

She wanted to say something, but nothing came out. She just stares at him, eyes wide. She wanted to say no, but she couldn't. She was starving, dying. His solution wasn't perfect, it was downright dangerous, especially without starving she was. 

She refused to say anything, she didn't wanna potentially kill the love of her life because she wouldn't be able to control herself once she got a taste of blood. 

Bakugo saw her hesitation, the internal battle she was fighting within herself. He could see the conflict in her eyes, the desire fighting with the fear. 

He grit his teeth, his grip on her wrists tightening even more. He pulled her closer to him, the space between them getting smaller by the second, his face now dangerously close to hers. 

"Teddy bear, I won't let you die, and if this is the only way to save you, then damn it, we're doing it." 

"You're an idiot sometimes! I hope you know that!" Y/N fought back, tears dripping down her red hot cheeks. 

"Yeah? I'm the idiot?" Bakugo retorted, his brows furrowing. He gritted his teeth, his own anger starting to rise. 

"I'm the idiot for trying to save your ass?" 

"I love you… I don't want you to die because of me… I would rather I…" Y/N trailed off, her thought unfinished, yet, it was all too clear what she was going to say. 

"DIE?! DIE?!" 

Bakugo's temper flared, his voice rising in volume. He couldn't believe what she just said, the words stabbing him like a knife. 

"You would rather die than drink my blood? Are you fucking serious?!" 

He grabbed both sides of her face, forcing her to look at him. His red eyes filled with anger and desperation. 

"Look at me! I'm not going to fucking die!" 

His grip tightened on her cheeks, his words sharp like a dagger. "I'm doing this whether you like it or not, idiot." 

Y/N winced in his grip, the pressure on her cheeks becoming too much. Her eyes darted across his face, fear evident in her gaze. 

"K-Katsuki, please…" she whimpered, her voice shaky and breathless. 

"No, stop that," he growled, his eyes narrowing. "Stop trying to talk me out of this. You're not dying on my watch, teddy bear. Not on my watch." 

He leaned in closer until their noses were practically touching. 

"Fine! I'll… I'll drink your blood, but if anything happens to you! I swear to god, katsuki!" 

Bakugo's expression softened, relief flooding through him as she finally agreed. 

"Nothing's going to happen to me, idiot. I'm going to be fine, okay?" 

He released his grip on her cheeks, his fingers gently stroking her skin. His eyes searched her face, a mix of tenderness and concern. 

He took a breath, his heart pounding in his chest. "Just… don't… go to town on me, okay?" he added, attempting to lighten the mood with a half-hearted joke. 

Y/N furrowed her eyebrows, pouring her lip. 

"That's not funny." she explained, voice deep. 

He sighed, the joking tone fading from his voice. His expression became serious again. He gently tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear

"…I know, I'm sorry." 

He moved his hand down to her chin again, tilting her head up so he could lock eyes with her. 

"You ready, teddy bear?" 

Y/N nodded. Not looking him in the eyes. 

Bakugo sighed, taking off the glove to his non-dominant hand, bearing his wrist before the love of his life. 

Y/N swallowed hard, her heart racing as she stared at the exposed wrist. The scent of his blood filling her nostrils had her teeth itching with need. 

Slowly, ever so slowly, she reached out a trembling hand. 

She cupped the back of his hand, her other hand resting in the middle of his forearm, as she slowly brought his wrist up to her mouth. 

She hesitated for a moment too long, deep inhales expanding her chest, and shaky exhales trembling her body. 

His eyes watched her every movement, his breathing coming in shallow puffs. The sight of her fangs hovering over his bare skin, the anticipation… it made his heart race. 

He had to fight the urge to pull away, his body tense. He knew this was necessary, but the primal fear of being bitten was difficult to suppress. 

"…come on, teddy bear…" he whispered softly, his voice barely above a breath. "Just do it. "

Y/N's eyes widened as her pupils shrank. She closed her eyes, opening her mouth. 

Her sharp, porcelain white fangs poked at his skin, not enough to break the skin as she stared up at him, looking for any signs of pain that would show on his face. 

His breath caught in his throat as her fangs grazed over his skin. It was a foreign feeling, the cool metal-like fangs against his warm flesh. He felt his heart skip a beat, his body tensing up even more. 

He kept his gaze locked on her, his expression trying to portray a sense of calm. He tried his best to keep his face stoic, not wanting to show any signs of fear or discomfort. 

"Go on…" he encouraged her quietly. 

"You need to relax, katsuki. Your body is too tense. It's gonna hurt more if you don't relax. Think of it like a shot at the doctors: you need to relax so they can get the needle through your skin. " Y/N explained, stalling out of her own fear. 

Bakugo nodded, his jaw clenched. He knew she was right, but relaxing was the last thing he wanted to do at the moment. 

He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself. He tried to will his body to loosen up, to relax as she had instructed. 

His expression softened slightly, but the tension in his muscles remained. 

"…alright. I'm going to relax… but you just fucking get it over with, okay, teddy bear? "

Y/N nodded. 

She lifted his wrist back up to her mouth. 

His wrist trembled in her grip as she brought it up to her mouth once again. He steeled himself, the anticipation of pain making his heart flutter2. 

Every muscle was taut, waiting for the moment she would pierce his skin. Her fangs felt sharp against his skin, like knives against his flesh. 

And then, it happened. A sudden sharp pain as her fangs sank into his flesh. 

His body jerked involuntarily, the pain shooting up his arm like fire. He clenched his teeth, the urge to pull away strong, but he held still, determined not to let her see how much it hurt. 

The pain was sharp and hot, the feeling of her fangs in his skin foreign and uncomfortable. His heart raced, the adrenaline rushing through his veins. 

As she started to feed from him, he felt a strange sensation. The pain started to morph into something else, an odd mixture of pain and… something almost pleasurable. 

His breath hitched in his chest as the sensations coursed through him. His mind was conflicted, the primal fear of being bitten fighting with the growing feeling of… euphoria. 

His free hand gripped the bed sheets, the knuckles white as he tried to ground himself against the sensation of having his blood sucked from his body. 

Each swallow felt like a jolt to his system, like electricity coursing through his veins every time her fangs broke his flesh. He couldn't help but feel a strange sense of… intimacy in this act . 

The thought of her using him for sustenance, of him giving himself to her in this primal act… it was both terrifying and oddly… hot . His pulse quickened in response, his heart racing for a completely different reason now. 

He couldn't help but feel a sense of… vulnerability. He was exposing himself to her in a way he had never done before. He was letting her take from him, feeding off of him, and he was powerless to stop it. He was completely at her mercy. 

And he… somehow… liked it. 

His breathing came in sharp, shallow gasps, his entire body tense with raw energy. He couldn't help but feel hyper-aware of every movement she made, every little shift in her body against him. 

His mind was a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. Fear… excitement… arousal… and… a strange sense of surrender. 

Y/N started feeding more and more, a small bit at first, but then she couldn't help herself. The taste of his blood was almost intoxicating, like nothing she had ever experienced before. 

Her grip on his arm tightened. 

The sudden change in her feeding caught him off guard, his body jolting in surprise as she suddenly started to feed more urgently, taking bigger mouthfuls of blood each time she fed. 

His eyes widened in shock, his heart leaping in his chest. He could feel his blood rushing out of his body, the feeling of lightheadedness starting to take over him. 

"Teddy bear…" he gasped, his voice weak. "Slow… slow down…!" 

Her teeth sank into his wrist, tearing bigger holes in his flesh. Red hot blood poured from the open wounds, as Y/N sucked it into her mouth. 

Her mind was fog, not a single thought could form. Her mind was dizzy and her eyes were fuzzy. 

Bakugo's blood tastes better than anything she could ever imagine. 

The feeling of her teeth tearing into his flesh sent sharp jolts of pain through his arm, each one sending a shiver down his spine. The blood flowed out of him like a river, dripping down his arm and staining the sheets beneath them. 

He could feel his strength fading, the dizziness starting to overtake him. His vision was getting blurry, his head feeling light and floaty. 

"Teddy bear… please… slow… down…!" he managed to gasp between breaths. 

He tried to pull his hand away, but her grip on him was like a vice. 

Bakugo gritted his teeth, the pain in his wrist becoming increasingly unbearable. He was starting to feel weak, his movements growing sluggish. 

"Teddy bear!" he yelled, his voice getting weaker by the second. He couldn't think straight, his mind foggy and dizzy. His body felt like it was shutting down, the blood loss finally starting to take a toll on him. 

His free hand grabbed at her arm, trying to push her back, but it was like trying to move a brick wall. 

She didn't even seem to hear him, completely lost in the feeding frenzy. Her grip only tightened as he tried to push her back, her teeth digging deeper into his flesh as she fed. 

Bakugo felt himself slipping, his vision growing darker. His strength was fading fast, his body growing heavier with every passing minute. 

"Please… stop…!" he gasped weakly. 

Y/N snapped to life, taking front seat in her own body once again. 

She stares up at Bakugo, a dazed look on her face as blood dripped down her chin and covered her cheeks. 

She sat there, staring at him, biting her finger as she looked up at him with half-lidded eyes. 

Bakugo's body trembled, his breathing ragged and labored. His complexion was pale, the blood loss obviously taking its toll on him. 

He stared at her, his eyes wide as he took in the sight of her covered in his blood. He… couldn't help but find it… hot…

Y/N jolted forward, wrapping her arms around his neck as she kissed him. His own blood entered his mouth as it dripped from her face. 

Bakugo grunted in surprise, taken aback by her sudden kiss. His initial reaction was to pull back, but the taste of his own blood on her lips awakened something within him. 

He found himself returning the kiss, his arms wrapping around her waist and pulling her closer to him. Despite the pain in his wrist, his mind was consumed by the moment, the taste of his blood mixing with her spit in a strange, intoxicating mixture. 

He deepened the kiss, his tongue darting into her mouth as he explored the taste of his blood on her tongue. It was an odd mix of metallic and sweet, the taste of his blood mixed with the natural taste of her mouth. His body pressed against hers, his grip on her waist tight and possessive. 

He broke the kiss, his breath coming in sharp and uneven, his face flushed from the exertion. His eyes were clouded with desire, his mind consumed by the sensations courding through his body. 

Y/N giggled, a big smile making home on her face, the color in her skin coming back. 

Bakugo couldn't help but smile at her reaction, the sight of her happy face making his heart skip a beat. 

He reached up with his free hand, gently touching her cheek. "You… back with me, teddy bear?" he asked, his voice still a bit ragged. 

"Yeah~." 

Y/N leaned into his hand, his palm cupping her cheek. 

"I'm sorry. I-I-I got carried away a little bit. I'm so, so sorry about that. My mind was so foggy and I couldn't think at all! I'm so sorry for hurting you, and… I hope you don't… want to leave me…" 

Bakugo chuckled weakly, his fingers gently stroking her skin. 

"Idiot…" he whispered, his eyes softening as he looked at her. "I'm not going to leave you just because of this. I told you… I'm fine, teddy bear. Nothing for you to worry about." 

Y/N pressed her forehead against his. The warmth of his body radiated onto her. She packed his lips. Before returning her forehead to his. 

"I love you." 

His heart skipped a beat at her words, a warmth spreading through his chest at the sincerity in her voice. 

"I love you too, teddy bear," he murmured, his hand still cupping her cheek. He leaned forward, pressing a gentle kiss against her forehead, his fingers tracing soft circles on her skin.

[linkons-most-wanted]

💫 Quantum Entanglement 🍎

In this “home” that Caleb and I share in the ruins of Lingshi, I can start to imagine what life is like in that place he describes at the edge of Deepspace. Normal people walk out and return together. They are given tasks that help each other—Caleb says these are called ‘jobs’. When they are not doing their tasks, they go places that they want and do things that they want. He tells me that the jobs give people ‘credits’, and they can use those credits to obtain supplies. But not only supplies—also things ‘just because’. “Fun things, like clothes or plushies…” He sits on the bed next to me. “What is ‘clothes’?” “Clothes are… What people wear when they don’t have mechanical exoskeletons.” I look down at my metal-wreathed hand. “I do not need clothes?” “Well, it’s not about what you need. It’s about what you want.” “Do I need plushies?” He makes a warm sound—a laugh—that lights up his eyes. “Yeah. You need plushies.” “What is… are… plushies?” “Well… you remember those birds we saw yesterday?” “Yes.” I nod firmly. “It’s like… a little fake version of a bird that you can hold.” “A fake… bird?” “Yeah, but… fake in a cute way. They’re soft and you can squish them. They don’t need food and won’t run away.” “What is ‘cute’?” He blinks, and there’s an expanding of the blood vessels of his face and ears that causes a pinkish hue. “Well… It’s a way something looks that… makes you feel like you need to protect it. And… it’s very important to you.” “I need to protect you. You’re very important to me. You are cute?” He laughs again and the pink color deepens. “Not as cute as you.” “I am cute?” His knuckles rise to brush my cheek. “Extremely.” “When… you first saw me, you wanted to protect me. It’s because… I’m cute?” His cheeks are the brightest I’ve ever seen them. He looks away and rubs the back of his neck. “Uh, yeah, you could say it like that.”

~*~*~

“Are you sure?” he breathes. I scan his face. “You look like you think this is wrong. Is it?” “I… I don’t know…” “Well… I want it. Do you want it?” Caleb is quiet, breathing shallow and quick, eyes locked on mine. When he looks at me like this, I am not a weapon. I am not a shell. I am something divine. Deep, primal instinct surges within me. It makes my voice husky and low. I repeat my question. “Caleb, do you want it?” The word is a desperate, abashed confession. “Yes…”

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[bloodinwine]

Welcome to my pervert brain. 🫣

Chapter 16: Only for a Moment

[schmedterlingfreud]

I'm gonna marry this tag... 💍​

[redlegumes]

Little Monster: Chapter 5

Written for @eddiemunsonbingo

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh! I updated this fic! Planning on finishing soon (a.k.a it's on the top of my work list)

prompt: Pregnancy | AO3: link | wc: 25,000+ | rating: E | cw: trans character (gender dysphoria and similar issues relating to identity) specific warnings before chapters | tags: Unplanned Pregnancy, Pregnant Trans Male Character, Trans Steve Harrington, Smut Fluff and Angst, pregnancy sex NOT as a kink, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Modern AU

Summary:

Steve Harrington finds himself unexpectedly pregnant. He's only 20, but he'd managed to successfully live stealth throughout high school and all of the struggles with the Upside Down threw at him. Now Steve and Eddie must navigate love, sex, and their future, while Steve faces the realities of a transmasc pregnancy

Please Read Chapter Warnings. This work is not meant to fetishize a gender expression or identity. It is an AU inspired by a desire to see this relationship dynamic with a character going through an unplanned pregnancy while trans.

Short Excerpt Below the Cut

Chapter 5 Excerpt:

They still hadn't made it ‘official’ with the kids. The Corroded Coffin guys knew. Especially with Steve: A. helping Eddie move in with them and B. watching him disappear into Eddie's room on occasion in the weeks after. Robin knew, and they both guessed that Wayne had it figured out. They weren't each other's dirty little secret, but they hadn't been smooching in front of the others either. They were still handsy, but that wasn't new, not after the Upside Down.

Steve was starting to want to though. Badly. He wanted to slip his hand in Eddie's and pull him onto his lap or kiss his cheek when they passed one another. Was Eddie ready for that? Ready to claim ‘Steve Harrington' in public? It fed his every insecurity; the thought that Eddie would wake up and realize how crazy he was to care for Steve like he did.

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[dawnrider]

By the skin of my teeth! For the Heat Prompt for @inukag-week 2023 and inspired by THIS PIECE by @katballesteros. A canon-divergent... compliant... complicit. Whatever you want to think of it as... short angst and fluff and smut-ish fic!

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[loveisnotovertae]

Love is Not Over

Love Is Not Over

✏️Taehyung x OFC ✏️Friends to Lover AU 🛑 Rated 18+ 📖WC: 1997 ⚠️Mentally abusive and controlling ex, stalking, mention of anxiety cheating, COVID, drinking, drunk hookup, masturbation, oral, accidental marriage, accidental pregnancy⚠️

Mae always wanted to go to South Korea and visit all the places her Aunt and Uncle used to tell her stories about. So after catching her fiancè cheating, she did just that. Her two month trip turned into a permanent stay thanks to covid lockdown. A friendly neighbor turned best friend, who just so happened to be part of the biggest music group in the world. A drunken night that changed her life forever.

Chapter 7

“Mae, can we come in?” Kimberleigh’s muffled voice asked through the door.

Mae finished hanging up the towels she’d just used before opening the door to her room. With a wave of her hand she ushered her three best friends in to sit on her bed while she continued to put her wet clothes up so that they could dry.

“Are you mad?”

“No, why would I be mad?” she scrunched up her face in confusion.

“The guys showed up early. Veronica pushed your ass in the pool.”

“Hey, that was an accident.” Veronica argued.

“But you still did it.”

“I’m not mad at anyone.” Mae chuckled and joined her friends on the bed. “I’m just still in shock.” she admitted.

“You aren’t the only one.” D said, taking a sip of her drink. “You should have heard the noise that Kimberleigh let out when Jungkook stepped out of the car instead of the delivery guy.” she laughed.

“I was just a little surprised is all.” Kimberleigh said, picking at the imaginary fuzz on the blanket.

“Among other things, judging by the purr that came out of you.”

“You purred?” Veronica asked with a hint of amusement.

“Hey at least I didn’t tell him to fuck me senseless!”

Mae and D sat at the head of the bed and watched the two of them argue while they shared the glass of wine D brought in. They thought about stopping them when their volume went up so that the guys wouldn’t hear, but they were too entertained.

“Taehyung saw the pictures of me in the lingerie that we took in Colorado.” Mae spoke over the two women.

Veronica and Kimberleigh stopped arguing and looked at her.

“Why do you say that like it’s a bad thing? A lot of people have seen your pictures.” D shifted on the bed to look at her.

“But I don’t know them and I don’t care what they think of me.”

“Mae, did you think the guys would judge you?” Kimberleigh asked.

“A little, yes.” She answered truthfully. “Every time I wanted to tell them all I could think about was how Tyler would react.”

“Mae sweety, none of those seven men are like Tyler.” Veronica placed her hand on Mae’s leg. “Even with us not knowing them that well, we can tell.”

“I know. It’s just that he’s still always right there in my stupid brain.”

“Is that why you haven’t been with anyone? You’re afraid you’ll end up with another Tyler?”

“Kind of, I mean, I didn’t make the best decision with the first one. What if I fall for another one like him.”

“You won't.” D said bluntly.

“You don’t know that.” Mae looked at her friend.

“I do, we all do. You aren’t the same person who fell for Tyler. You’ve grown a lot these past three years, you’ve become your own person who knows what they want.”

“And we won't let you.” Kimberleigh added. “Even if it means taking another fifteen hour flight here to kick your ass. Plus, I doubt any of the men you have in your life now would let anyone hurt you. Especially Jimin and Taehyung.”

Mae snorted when Kimberleigh said Taehyung's name. “I doubt Tauhyung would care who I dated.”

“Jimin’s right. You two really do have blinders on when it comes to each other.” Veronica laughed.

The four women stayed in Mae’s room and chatted a while longer. They completely forgot about the four men in the house until Jimin showed up at the door, to make sure everything was ok.

“Well if this isn’t something out of a dream.” Taehyung said, from the hallway behind him when he saw the four women on the bed.

“Oh, speaking of dreams,” Jimin stepped further into the room. “Are you going to tell..”

“Nope, not going to happen,” Mae got up from the bed and cut him off before heading toward the door. “I am not going to tell any of you.” She said over her shoulder.

Mae stopped in the doorway when Taehyung gently grabbed hold of her arm. “Are you ok?” he asked.

“I’m ok, no need to worry.” Mae answered, giving him a small smile.

“Oh my god it’s Taehyung!” Veronica’s hand immediately covered her mouth when she realized she’d said that out loud.

“Mae, is there something we should talk about?” Taehyung smirked, tilting his head trying to see Mae’s face. He still had a hold of her arm and he could see the blush creeping up her neck as she stood frozen in place.

“I’m so sorry Mae, I didn’t mean to say that out loud.” Veronica said from the bed.

Mae turned her head toward Taehyung. “Can you please let go of my arm?” she asked softly not looking at him.

She gave him a soft thank you when he did and headed toward the kitchen. The moment she entered, Yoongi handed her his drink, which she quickly finished.

“What the hell was that?” Mae asked with a cough.

“Whiskey.” he answered standing up to make himself a new one. “Do you want another one?”

“Something less strong would be nice, please.” Mae sighed when she sat down. “I’m not trying to get shit faced.”

Yoongi laughed and poured her a glass of wine. “Sounds like you might need to.”

“What the hell did I miss?” Jungkook asked, carrying in some more takeaway.

“Another one of Mae’s deep dark secrets was just revealed.” Yoongi answered handing Mae her glass.

“I’m guessing they figured out that Tae’s the one she’s been dreaming about?” Jungkook said, causing her to choke on her wine.

“How did you know?” she asked, wiping some wine from her chin.

“Mae, did you know you talk in your sleep sometimes?” Jungkook asked.

“Yes.” Mae whined and put her head on the table. “Thank you for not saying anything.”

“It wasn’t my place to tell.” Jungkook shrugged and then placed the food on the counter.

After she’d somewhat recovered from her embarrassment, Mae helped Yoongi and Jungkook reheat the food that the women ordered earlier. The group of eight sat round and chatted while they ate. Yoongi told them that Seokjin, Hoseok, and Namjoon didn’t come with them because something came up at the last minute. But he assured them that Seokjin was planning a big dinner for when they got back to Seoul so that they could meet the rest of the women.

“Where are we sleeping?” Jungkook asked with a yawn.

After dinner the group moved to the patio to enjoy the night air while they finished their drinks and chatted.

“There are two rooms and the couch that aren’t being used. “ D pointed out. “The beds are pretty big so someone could always share a room.”

“Jimin can share my room.” Veronica said, sitting up straight. “I mean, if he wants to.”

“Maybe we should get to know each other a little more before we share a bed.” Jimin laughed at her bluntness.

“I’ll share a room with Mae.” Taehyung looked at her with a flirty smile.

“Like hell you will.” Mae said after recovering from choking on yet another one of her drinks.

“Why not? D said the beds are big. You could have your side and I could have mine.”

“Not happening, Taehyung.”

“What’s wrong, Mae? Are you scared you won't be able to control yourself?” Veronica said with a laugh looking at her friend who was currently giving a death glare to the man sitting across from her.

“How did you figure out it was Tae she was dreaming about?” Jungkook asked Veronica.

“Can we please not talk about this?” Mae sighed and leaned her head back.

“It was actually pretty simple.” Veronica said proudly and turned toward Jungkook. “See, when Jimin asked while we were in her room, she started to blush instantly. Now, we knew it wasn’t him because she told us it wasn’t, so that only left one other male that it could possibly be.”

“How did you know she wasn’t lying about Jimin?” Yoongi asked.

“Oh, Mae was a terrible liar growing up so we know all of her tells. She’s gotten better at hiding things, thanks to her ex, but if you knew them, you’d be able to spot them too.”

Taehyung watched Mae as the others continued to talk. He noticed the change in her every time someone mentioned her ex. He didn’t know much about what happened between them, only that he wasn’t good to her. If anyone was watching her like he was, they would’ve seen the flicker of sadness in her eyes before she corrected it.

“I’m going to head to bed.” Mae said, standing up. “It’s getting kind of late and I’m exhausted.”

“Mae,” Kimberleigh’s concern made her turn at the sliding door. “Are you ok?”

“I’m fine. Just tired.” She gave her a small smile and said goodnight to the group.

Mae took her time getting dressed. She wasn’t really tired, even after the busy day they had. She just needed some time alone. Especially after hearing how good she’d become at lying since being with Tyler. It wasn’t something she was proud of, all the lying she had to do, to herself and to the people around her.

“Would you like the left side or the right side?”

“Jesus!” she yelled when she exited the bathroom and found Taehyung sitting on her bed.

“No, Taehyung. But close enough.” The smile he had on his face fell when she didn’t react. “What’s wrong, Mae?”

“I’m just tired, Tae.” she sighed and plugged in her phone before putting it on the nightstand.

“Mae, I’m not an asshole,” he reached up and grabbed her arm, getting her attention. “I can tell something is wrong. You can talk to me, you know.”

“I’m not usually picky about what side I sleep on. So, I guess I’ll take the right side.” she said, changing the subject.

Taehyung let go of her arm and watched her walk around the bed to turn off the light and shut the door. He waited until she was in bed before he got up.

“Where are you going?” Mae asked as he walked towards the door.

“I’m going to the couch.”

“But I thought you were sleeping in here?”

“So now you want me in here?”

“I didn’t say that.” she pouted.

“But you don’t want me to leave?” He asked playfully, trying to get any kind of reaction out of her.

“I didn’t say that either. I only asked where you were going.”

“You are a confusing woman, Mae.”

“No I’m not.” she said, a little offended. “You are a confusing man.”

“I’m going to sleep on the couch because it seems like you need some time alone.” Taehyung admitted. “But it’s good to know you’re ok with sharing a bed.”

“Think whatever you want, Taehyung.” Mae said, rolling over and snuggling further into the blankets.

“Goodnight, Mae.”

“Night, Taehyung.”

“Oh and sweet dreams. Try not to dream of me.”

Taehyung laughed and quickly shut the door when he saw her arm shoot out of the covers and grab one of the pillows. He laughed harder when he heard it hit the door and she yelled “asshole”.

“You really do like her, don’t you.”

Taehyung’s laughter stopped when D popped up in front of him.

“What makes you say that?” he asked.

“Because everyone else can see it.”

“It doesn’t matter how I feel about her. She only sees me as a friend, nothing more.”

“I’ve known Mae almost her whole life and I can promise you she doesn’t.”

“D, we just met so I’m going to say this as nicely as possible. You’re full of shit.”

D laughed at his words before turning to walk away. “The only shit I’m full of is the truth. I put some extra blankets and pillows on the couch for you. Goodnight.” She said before going up the stairs.

[z0mbieb0ys-recs]

Ogni Parte È Viva (Every Part Is Alive)

by: @euphorial-docx

Chapters: 35

Words: 142,421

Ship: Regulus Black/James Potter

Rating: Explicit

Summary:

During the summer of 1979, Regulus Black lives with his uncle, Alphard, and other Black family pariahs in the outskirts of Trieste, Italy.

When his older brother Sirius, who’s been studying abroad in America, returns for summer break with his university friends, the last thing Regulus expected was to be swept up in a furtive romance with his brother’s new best friend.

[jayvik-ao3]

I can recommend my own fic, Goodnight, Travel Well! it's a long fic that is on-going but I'm 2/3s done and definitely going to finish <33

archiveofourown.org/works/61712143/chapters/157758667

Hi! thanks for the submission :))

Goodnight, Travel Well

by PardalWrites

Rated E, 60k words, ongoing

Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, time travel, Angst and Fluff and Smut, Hurt/Comfort, Grief/Mourning, trans!Viktor

Warning: major character death

Summary:

There were rumors whispered about the new doctor in the Emberlift, and about this supposed assistant of the Talis guy who disappeared around the time he died. A part of the enforcers storming the Lanes were looking for him, and offering quite the reward for whoever brought him in. Folks say he killed the councilor in a fit of envy, others say he got paid off by the Eye to do the deed and then used the money to leave Piltover for good. The folks at the Emberlift clinic knew better, and they kept their mouths well shut. Zaun didn't give away her own children, not even her prodigal sons."

When Jayce Talis, the golden boy of Piltover, is found dead in his lab, and his partner is nowhere to be found, topside goes on the offensive against the undercity. In his grief, Viktor falls prey to the sweet promises of the Arcane, and finds comfort in flashes of what could have been.

[ashandkatiewrite]

FOUR WEDDINGS AND A FUNERAL | Chapter 16

FIC SYNOPSIS: Maggie Hastings meets her dream man after a flight into New York City— Bucky Barnes, a pilot who seems to be everything she’s looking for. Except that she already has a boyfriend who never has time for her. After a near-tryst with her dream pilot, Maggie runs, only to find out he later meets her best friend and they’re now crazy about each other. Among their group of best friends, between Chicago and New York, and four weddings and a funeral, Maggie and Bucky struggle to keep their fiery chemistry a secret so they don’t hurt the ones they love.

WRITTEN BY: @if-you-onlyknew & @scherbatskybish

Pairing: Bucky Barnes/OFC

Rating: M (Mature) & E (Explicit)

READ FROM THE BEGINNING

chapter preview…

This is exactly what she needed. He was all she needed. Her eyes opened again to look up at Bucky, her chin lifting, seeking the comfort of his kiss.

He leaned over Pal to kiss Maggie when a low whine sounded between them and Bucky sighed. Maggie’s needs outweighed Pal’s right now so Bucky moved the dog so he was curled up against Maggie’s back instead. Bucky pulled the comforter up over their shoulders and filled the space between, wrapping his arm around Maggie. Their feet became tangled together.

Despite Maggie being upset, he realized she had come to him for comfort. A certain possessiveness spread through him, content with her in this warm cocoon of blankets and warm bodies. And when she was ready to talk, he would mentally take notes on how to defend her from this ever happening again. 

TAGLIST: @ocappreciationtag • @julieelliewrites • @arrthurpendragon • @darkwolf76 • @cas-verse • @victoriapedrcttis • @cjand10 • @acabecca • @seb-soph • @eddysocs  • @darylandbethfanforever9 • @scarletwidoww • @sassysophiabush

[bloodinwine]

Sometimes I reread the horny bits to keep myself motivated 🤷‍♀️

Until You / Chapter 14

[tens-girl]

My latest Who Omens crossover fic is now complete on AO3! The Edge of the Cliff…

Neatly summed up in the tag ‘Angst and Fluff and Smut’… It’s Zee’s birthday and Aziraphale has organised a special weekend away with Crowley, the Doctor and Jack. The gang stay in a cottage by the sea, there’s a fancy dinner on the first night, and a sexy surprise for the second. But the best laid plans must compromise to accommodate unintended feelings (whether denied or expressed) and an increasingly out-of-control telepathic bond that is driving Crowley and the Doctor crazy, and risks giving up their secret…

The Doctor is also grappling with an escalating awareness of his feelings for Jack, while also finding his relationship with Zee becoming more intense. Poor guy, he’s really going through a lot right now!

Rated E, featuring group sex as well as the usual polyamorous multiple pairings throughout. Should also warn that there is gratuitous use of 1980s pop music in chapter 3!

[corvidcrybaby]

Ope... Here's that sex pollen fic I promised y'all. Poor Zemira. Poor Pip. But also, I don't think either of them are complaining. Enjoy, y'all. Hahahahaha. <3

[titanicnerd-blog]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Much Ado About Nothing (1993), Much Ado About Nothing - Shakespeare Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Hero/Don John (Much Ado About Nothing), Don John & Don Pedro (Much Ado About Nothing), Don Pedro (Much Ado About Nothing)/Original Character(s) Characters: Don John (Much Ado About Nothing), Hero (Much Ado About Nothing), Don Pedro (Much Ado About Nothing), Original Female Character(s), Original Male Character(s) Additional Tags: Angst with a Happy Ending, Inspired by Much Ado About Nothing, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Fluff and Smut, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, soft Don John, Angry Hero, soft happy sex, not too explicit but you'll get the point Summary:

In this twist of Much Ado About Nothing canon, it is John who is a legitimate heir and Hero who is not; it is Hero who is unloved by her father and John who is set to become King when his own father dies.