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itwasntimethatdidit40 · 6 months ago

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So wooo it's been a while since I stepped foot in here, started posting around May (and then took down the first fic because I didn't like it) and I'm really glad I did because writing is the one thing that has really resonated with me my whole life.

I reached 200 followers at the beginning of November and now I'm 6 from 300, which, again, is crazy! And I have a tag list now, it's unbelievable. Thank you so much to each one of you, I love you.

So I definitely want to give something back to this amazing community.

Starting today I'm going to try to do a monthly post dedicated to all the amazing stories I've read.

This month will be a list of all the works that have stuck with me since I have been here, unfortunately I will never remember them all because my memory sucks, but I hope I have included most of them.

I am so looking forward to discovering many more authors (my tbr list is so long, so many fics so little time, I really hope to read more over the Christmas holidays) in the coming months and I hope to grow this little space more and more into something safe, friendly and nice for everyone.

(Feel free to add me on discord if you like and you haven't already, I'm always happy to chat and make friends, you can find it in my bio).

Anyway, let's cut to the chase, it's a long list of outstanding work below the cut:

• The Wolf You Feed - @arcanefox207 Joel Miller x f!reader

Look, I'm so in love with her Joel. He’s hot, he's grumpy but also comforting, he plays guitar, he feels true to character. So precious.

• BDSMaid - @mountainsandmayhem

Basically, my Roman Empire. Everything about this is so damn good and this Joel? Hello? Please marry me? I will never stop screaming about him. Also, yes, it’s an AU but he feels so Joel, you know.

• Do your worst, Little Dove from Little Dove series - @mountainsandmayhem Joel Miller x f!reader

This changed my entire brain, okay. Probably the hottest thing I've ever read and if you're into sub!Joel this is something you should read immediately.

• Never made it as a wise man and following chapters - @almostempty Joel Miller x f!reader

Never laughed so hard for a fic and honestly, after this I learned that Wed could write whatever and I'll worship that.

• He knows - @almostempty

Lucien x f!reader

The way it’s written it’s out of this world, I loved it so much♥️

• Self esteem series - @almostempty

She managed to make me fall in love with fuckboy!Joel, which is remarkable because there’s nothing I hate more in this world than fuckboys, like I despise them with all my heart but I’m still here wanting to kneel in front of him. Damn, Wed, stop doing this to me. (Jk)

• Paris, Texas - @almostempty

Joel Miller x f!reader x Javier Peña

*laugh hysterically* I want to live in this fic. I want to be reader. No, actually I want to be the fourth.

• Unscripted desires - @gothcsz Javier Peña x f!reader

The way Kat writes Javi is something unique, I don't even know how she managed to write so much about him doing a fucking banger every single time. This one was probably the first thing I read written by Kat and I'm not going to forget my first love anytime soon.

• Blackmail - @milla-frenchy Joel Miller x f!reader x Javier Peña

I read this series in one day and I was so needy when I finished, jeez! Milla is so damn good and she’s an absolute queen at writing dirty talk, it's honestly unbelievable the way she delivers every single time and leave me speechless.

• Her - from 5 days collection - @milla-frenchy Joel Miller x f!reader

It’s so dear to my heart (odd to say this about a pegging fic? Probably, but I still stand by what I just said). It was so good that inspired me to write a pegging fic myself and she was so kind about it 🥹 And she was probably the first person engaging with me here and I’m so fucking grateful that she did. Milla, if I have people reading me it’s because you reblogged me and gave me a chance in the first place, I will never forget this.

• Table for Three - Who's your daddy - @aurorawritestoescape Joel Miller x f!reader x Dave York

I read those in my early days here and wow Kate definitely sets a bar in terms of hotness for me. So good. And she’s another person that I cherish so much, thanks for being so supportive and encouraging.

• Keep on your mean side - @aurorawritestoescape and @milla-frenchy Joel Miller x f!reader

These two are dead dove queens and this one is simply amazing 10/10 no notes.

• Cherry, Cherry - @baronessvonglitter Joel Miller x f!reader

You have to know something about Adriana, she’s one of the nicest people I’ve ever met, just a beautiful soul. I’m still in awe of how she managed to write this series with so many characters and such a rich plot, it’s so sweet and comforting but also angsty and so good, I teared up a little bit at the end 🥲

• Daddy can fix it - @baronessvonglitter Joel Miller x f!reader

Handyman Joel lives in my mind rent free and the fact that this one feature a plus size!reader is the cherry on top ♥️ All bodies are beautiful and should be considered worthy of Joel’s love.

• Like a good girl should - @baronessvonglitter Joel Miller x f!reader

WELL. I mean. This one gave me an inexhaustible desire to be spanked sooo yeah. So hot.

• Flesh for fantasy - @syd-djarin Joel Miller x f!reader

I thought about that for days after reading it and it’s still one of my fav things ever, like my brain just exploded, I remember having a conversation with @almostempty about this. The fuck Syd, you just broke my mind.

• Pink - @netherfeildren

Joel Miller x f!reader

One of the first thing ever that I read in this fandom and honestly sets a bar so high I was afraid to start writing anything. The urge, the need that drips from every word, the way the shaving scene is still stuck in my brain. Wow. Just wow.

• Touch Tank - @thundermartini

Javier Peña x f!reader

So beautifully written and soft!Javi made my heart melt ♥️

• Spiaggia, amore e limone - @thundermartini

Javier Peña x f!reader

It sets in Italy, of course I am the biggest fan of this. And not only that, Javi is so cute, smut is so hot, everything in this fic feels like a warm hug.

• Trēs series - @whocaresstillthelouvre

Marcus Acacius x f!reader x Lucius Verus

This is the first time I've ever popped into an author's notes and I'm so fucking proud 🤣 Thank you Mallory, you made my day, my week and my whole month 🥹

Plus, this is so good, think about your fav indulging dessert… it’s this series.

• Fifteen - @whocaresstillthelouvre

Din Djarin x f!reader

So comforting and endearing, I love it so much. Like, she made me read Din. I rarely read Din, enough said.

• Do I move you? - @lemon-nomel

Joel Miller x f!reader

I’m so damn proud of her for finding the courage to finally publish this and I’m also honored that she sent me her draft to read 🥹 She’s the sweetest person ever and stood by my side all these months through hard and happy times. Thank you love, for everything and your writing is amazing♥️

• ma’am - @mssalo

Joel Miller x f!reader

Another sub!Joel I won’t forget anytime soon, wow, so damn beautiful, so hot, perfectly executed. I’m so weak for sub!Joel it’s honestly ridiculous.

• So Cal to North Cal - @lotusbxtch

Frankie Morales x f!reader x Joel Miller

It features two of my fav Pedro boys and it’s honestly so good. Would love to take a trip with them and not only that.

• Guilty pleasure - @for-a-longlongtime

Joel Miller x f!reader

Typical DBF!Joel? No, it’s not! And I loved that, no spoiler but my jaw literally dropped to the floor lol

• To Dig a Grave - @softpascalito

Joel Miller x f!reader

I love this series so much, angsty and sad but also comforting in so many ways.

• Wherever you stray, I’ll follow - @cavillscurls

Joel Miller x f!reader

I think this was my first omegaverse fic and it was incredible, so beautifully written.

• Big fat tally - @toxicanonymity

Joel Miller x f!reader

I will probably never forget Joel in a harness, it’s carved in my brain, thanks Toxi for providing this delicious image to me.

• In the woods - @tonysopranosrobe

Frankie Morales x f!reader x Santiago Garcia x Benny Miller

First sex pollen fic I read and I loved it so much. So desperate, so good.

• How do you sleep? - @thriftedtchotchkes

Joel Miller x f!reader

Honestly so good. Wow.

• each man mad’s desire - @pascalispretty

Marcus Acacius x f!reader

This is so beautiful, it’s like a poem, I still have no words.

• The Real Deal - @strang3lov3

Frankie Morales x f!reader

Oh this one was so damn good, please, this Frankie is perfect. I still yearn to have him.

• Bedridden - @strang3lov3

Joel Miller x f!reader

I’m still laughing, it’s so damn good, well written, funny, sick Joel is unbearable but still the hottest ever.

• Doctor’s pet - @evolnoomym

Dave York x f!reader

Oh this one. I mean I’m a secretary in a clinic, it’s clear I need to work for Doctor Dave.

• Ptolemaea - @lovely-vamp-princess

Joel Miller x f!reader

She just started this and it already feels so original to me, like something I never read before and I’m so curious to see how it unfolds.

• Smooth operator - @penascigarette

Joel Miller x f!reader

Joel calls a sex line and OMG. They’re softer than I thought, so good and funny. Lovely, just lovely.

Happy reading ♥️

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flyingwargle · 2 months ago

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march fanfic recs!

ooh boy, i read a lot of amazing fics this month, and still got so much more to go. feel free to keep recommending fics to me, i've enjoyed all of them so far <3

some of these fics are rated e!

sakuatsu

i keep a couple of feet between everybody and me t. 5.6k. in which sakuatsu don't think they're dating and publicly announce they aren't. cue social media and the rest of their friends calling their bullshit. comedic and fun to read.

let them talk about us (talk too much) g. 8.6k. sakusa and atsumu are interviewed and work through who atsumu's mysterious lover is (not knowing it's sakusa). the greatest thing since sliced bread. please read this.

every action has an equal and opposite reaction t. 10.4k. in which sakusa realizes he has feelings for atsumu after seeing his calvin klein ad. i adore how the fandom's go-to sponsor for any of the boys is calvin klein, and how it's always with copious amounts of godly description and thirsting. also, physics metaphors. as someone allergic to science, i appreciate writers who use them.

For Someone Worth It g. 15.7k. atsumu hears sakusa sing in the locker room, but it isn't any song - it's a love song. that means sakusa has a crush, but who? atsumu is determined to find out, until he realizes he has a crush on sakusa. very lovely prose and writing!

and curfew's at midnight (we watch the sunrise) t. 19.6k. atsumu is upset about osamu's decision not to go pro but also freaks out when he learns sakusa is going to college instead, hence a whirlwind trip to tokyo to convince him otherwise. this is peak miya atsumu behavior with all his annoying traits but also insecurities. loved his characterization in this one.

The Superstitions of Cabin 4 t. 20.1k. 2/2. sakusa and atsumu are trapped in a cabin on the mountain due to a snowstorm and slowly fall in love while learning more about each other.

Other Boys in Other Ports e. 26.5k. 3/3. space sailor atsumu meets bartender sakusa for three days every few months. the yearning is STRONG in this. it's not very spicy if you aren't into that, but if you are into mutual pining, romance, and angst with a happy ending (it's HAPPY), you'll definitely be into this.

a tachycardic response t. 64.8k. 10/10. the next longfic after the posterior probability in atsumu's pov. i love fics that delve into how relationships go wrong because it isn't just miscommunication but insecurity, making assumptions, feeling inferior, etc. all of that is portrayed amazingly in atsumu's pov, and i'm eager to continue with this series!

homebody and dry skin t. 66.3k. 7/7. atsumu is stranded at the airport and calls sakusa to pick him up, which he miraculously does. this fic is underrated. i was worried about the estranged family tag, thinking it would be between atsumu and osamu (it isn't) but it was beautifully done. i love the prose, the backstory, the interactions with atsumu and sakusa's extended families - honestly one of my favorites of the year so far. <3

Insert Coin To Play e. 178.3k. 17/17. this one is recommended on every sakuatsu fanfic list you will ever find with good reason. amazing premise, details, prose, action, and on-point character development and portrayal. you will also be doing yourself a favor by reading this.

sunaosa

if you like what you see (end your curiosity) e. 5.1k. i try to keep what explicit fics i read to myself but this one deserves to be here. steamy prose and even steamier descriptions. you're doing yourself a favor by reading this.

good luck charm t. 5.7k. in the past, a fox rescued the miya twins from their burning house. 10 years later, osamu meets suna. you can probably tell where this will go 👀 the prose is very whimsical and light, which i enjoyed very much.

i'd like to call you on the way home t. 6.3k. apartment hunting is a form of love, and this fic exemplifies this very well, along with all the little details that bring snos's relationship to life. a beautiful read <3

learning to warm cold hands m. 84.6k. 11/11. suna returns to hyogo after retiring as a pro and reconnects with his ex after seven years, osamu. told in both present and past pov, with a healthy dose of angst, comfort, and eventual happy ending <3 this was in my tabs for the longest time and i finally got around to reading it. definitely one of snos's best gems.

iwaoi

the yellow room t. 14.2k. iwa and oikawa broke up but still live together and pictures of them kissing are still on their fridge. i love vulnerability and insecurity because of how raw it makes a relationship, and this was done beautifully.

kagehina

a green ring upon my finger t. 7.5k. in which hinata thinks his finger is turning green after wearing his wedding ring once too often. very cute with a dash of insecure hinata and comforting kageyama.

from this day forward t. 9.5k. in which kageyama thought it'd be romantic to propose to hinata by putting the ring in a meat bun. absolutely amazing and hilarious. you need this in your life, trust me.

tsukkiyama

Goodnight, Tadashi g. 5.3k. tsukkiyama. in which tsukki buys a body pillow and names it tadashi. i love this trope to death and the ending is just superb!

a good pair of headphones t. 5.8k. tsukkiyama. tsukishima discovers he likes yamaguchi. lots of pining and questioning because tsukki is nothing if not fastidious about his love for yamaguchi. lovely prose!

other

The Best/Worst Places to Cry in the City t. 4.4k. matsukawa gets hit on while crying by hanamaki and then brings him somewhere to cry. poor mattsun, but at least you got your man in the end? i still stand by happiness is in matsuhana fics, btw.

The Mystery of Ushijima Wakatoshi’s Chocolate-Making, Paris-Living Boyfriend t. 8.2k. ushiten. got another rec for you, ushiten anon 😎 the adlers try to figure out who ushijima's boyfriend is and only kageyama seems to figure it out, which is fine. i loved all the different perspectives in this one!

A Perfect Fit t. 10k. arankita. kita gives a pair of gloves to aran, who wears them to ruin during 3rd year and atsumu makes a snarky comment, only for kita to reveal he was the one who made them. aran's brain promptly stops working. very fluffy read!

My Nameless World (I’ll Let You In) t. 18k. kuroken, kagehina. kenma and hinata are roommates and it might as well be like kageyama lives with them too, because of how often he's over. kenma observes their relationship and thinks maybe...maybe's something going on with him and kuroo.

The Five Stages of Being in Love with Your Roommate t. 18.6k. 5/5. bokuaka and kuroken. aka the five stages of grief when it comes to wanting to admit you're in love with your roommate but you don't want to confess, afraid the other won't reciprocate. very cute with both couples getting their happy ending.

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lillaydee · 1 month ago

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I'm Right Here Part 8

BFF!Joel Miller / F Reader

Sometimes the person we've been looking for has been right there all along.

@copperhalfcent, @demonsasss, @bergamote-catsandbooks, @peelieblue @liciafonseca @ultra-nina-bella @joelmillerpascal @kirsteng42 @heartpatch @capnjaket

Let me know if you want to be tagged or removed from the tag list

WARNINGS: BFF Joel Miller, Protective Joel (The Last of Us), Joel is Bad at Feelings (The Last of Us), Good Parent Joel (The Last of Us), Angst, Love Triangles, Miscommunication, Past Child Abuse, Alternate Universe - No Cordyceps Outbreak (The Last of Us), Joel Needs a Hug (The Last of Us), Joel is a Clueless Idiot, Jealousy, Minor Character Death, Implied/Referenced/Supposed Sexual Assault

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Part 7

You stood outside your late aunt Esther’s old house, waiting patiently for the lawyer to arrive. Even after all these years, you were still extremely uncomfortable standing there, looking at the house as it loomed over you, feeling like you were a teenager again. You had always felt small when you see the house, even when you were living there. It had been 20 years since you and Eddie left that house, and you still remembered what it felt like every time you stood there waiting for your aunt to open the door for you. Seven years you and Eddie lived there, she never trusted you with your own set of keys, and you had to wait for her good graces to open the door for you every single time you came back. Your eyes landed on the now broken and rusted metal bench you had to sit on, sometimes sleep on every time she locked you out because you were a few minutes late, waiting for Eddie to return from his shift at whatever job he was doing at the time so you could go in when she opened the door for him.

Seven years you did the housework for her. Seven years Eddie kept the yard for her. The day you left was the last time you saw her. She never took interest in your lives since. She didn’t even go to Eddie’s funeral. Didn’t call, didn’t initiate any form of contact with either of you.

Which was why you were so shocked when her lawyer called and told you she had left you the house when she passed. You wondered why she was being so generous. She could have donated the house, she could have willed it to a friend, but no, she left it to the niece she kept reminding everyone she didn’t want responsibility for throughout the seven years she had custody of you and your brother.

But when you saw the state of the house from the pictures the lawyer sent you, you understood why. She died a lonely, bitter, penniless hoarder. The house was shockingly neglected. Once the most handsome house on the street it now looked like a junkyard, the interior filled with garbage she had collected over the years. It was as if she was giving you the middle finger from the grave. Clean this, unwanted niece.

You were still her maid, as far as she was concerned.

So you made an arrangement with your boss. You would work with the Austin office for a few months while you settled the house, be back in Bangkok once you were done. Olivia had rented an Airbnb for you for the stay, but you would be staying in a hotel for the first ten days or so due to the lack of availability.

It was strange, coming back to Austin. The city had changed so much, yet this town somehow felt the same. You felt like a young woman again here. Like someone who didn’t belong again. You just wanted to get it over with and go back to your life in Bangkok.

You didn’t want to leave. You made sure to tell Eric and Benny that the day they sent you to the airport. You didn’t tell anyone you accepted the overseas assignment. You didn’t want anyone changing your mind. You didn’t want anyone trying to get you to stay. So you told Eric and Benny you needed help moving and then directed them to the airport before telling them the truth.

None of them understood why you wanted to leave at first. Benny practically got on his knees begging you to stay. He was worried how Joel was going to take your leaving. You coaxed him, telling him you would be gone a few months at the most, only telling Eric the truth once you had left.

The truth was you couldn’t stay. You couldn’t look at Joel without feeling hurt. Hurt that he would think so low of you, even after knowing you all those years. Hurt that he lashed out at you instead of Jen. Hurt that he chose to leave you alone in the house he begged you to stay at when all you wanted to do was be with him, support him and love him.

He didn’t call you at all after he left. Didn’t contact you in any way. He just disappeared. You received a bouquet of daisies when you got the job, a card saying ‘congratulations’ amongst the flowers, but there was nothing else. You knew it was from him, but the lack of personalization on the card hurt you.

You had initially opted to stay in Austin, thinking that things would settle once the law was involved. That you and Joel would find your way to each other again. That you could begin again. Get to know each other again. You even decided to move in with Olivia for a while, seeing as you wouldn’t really be able to afford to rent an entire house to yourself with your starting salary. It was perfect. Her roommate was getting married, you would move in to the vacated room.

But then Jen emailed you, begging you once more to leave so she and Joel could have a real chance at raising the child together.

You sneered at her delusion, but that email brought a thought to your mind.

What if the child was real? Could you do it? Could you raise an innocent child borne out of such an atrocious act with a man so traumatized he was considering murder and suicide to get out of that life? A man so affected he accused you of wanting to do that same, inconceivable act to him? So shaken he couldn’t look at you without remembering what happened? Without thinking of the night Jen told him the dreadful news?

And what if he couldn’t move on from this? What if this was the man he would remain to be forever? Could you take being his punching bag for the rest of your life? And if you never got back together, could you stand seeing him around town? Could you watch him move on with someone who was not you? Could he watch you move on with someone who was not him? Were the two of you supposed to be single forever? Could the two of you just pass each other by and not acknowledge the great friendship you once had? What you almost became? Were you to never see his friends and family again out of respect for him and his trauma? Could you stay if that were to happen?

No, you couldn’t. And from the events that happened those few weeks, you knew he couldn’t have you stay either. Not unless he agreed to try. But he was refusing help. Refusing to report Jen. Refusing to talk to you about it without raising his voice. Refusing to see someone, a therapist, a doctor, a friend, or anyone at all about it.

Just… no.

So you decided to leave. Was it the best decision you’d ever made? No, not really. But was it the decision you needed to make? Yes, it was. You couldn’t afford to take a chance without much certainty. You could always come back if things worked out. But you couldn’t stay and only leave once or if things got worse. It wasn’t worth the heartache. Not to you.

So you left. As predicted, everyone tried to coax you to come back. You had changed your number, but they had all emailed you, found a way to contact you. Everyone, that is, except him.

That first month, he got worse, apparently. Started drinking, taking pills just to sleep. Then, Jen reappeared in his life, just as the court date was approaching. Hounding him, begging him, threatening him. He spiralled. Tommy found him unconscious, foaming at the mouth one morning, getting him to the ER just in time. Tommy called you then, and when you asked to speak to him, he told Tommy to “Tell that bitch to leave him alone.” You heard Tommy tell him it was you, not Jen, and he doubled down, telling Tommy all women were the same. Can’t trust them worth a shit. You hung up then.

The family stopped asking you to give him a chance a week after that. He told them what he had said to you, and that seemed to hammer in the message home that you would be better off without him in your life. They did, however, beg you to stay in touch with them, and you did, with the condition that none of them ever mention Joel to you ever again.

And so it went. You remained in touch. More so with Eric and Olivia, and by extension Benny and Will. You, Anita and Aunt Tina texted every now and again, Jake and Tommy joining in when they could. Birthday and holiday greetings every year. Eric, Benny, Will, Olivia all came to visit at one point or another, you even flew out for holidays with them, meeting them in countries in between.

Joel was no longer in your life. You didn’t even ask what happened with him and Jen. You wanted to, at first, but you knew you would be crushed either way. If the child was real and he remained the man he was then, you would be crushed. If the child was not real and it was all just a temporary drama that led to all the decisions made, effectively destroying the beginnings of a life you hoped to have with him, you would be crushed. So why bother?

You did know, though, that he was never the same again. The funny, joker of a man Joel Miller was, was gone. Died the day Jen walked into the living room announcing her pregnancy and never returned.

And so life went by. For 15 years, until you returned to Austin to settle the hoarded estate left to you by your absent aunt, the one family member you had left, not that she was ever that present anyway.

You finished your run a little bit later in the evening than you’d like, the jetlag still affecting you. Not to mention you hadn’t run in the evening in forever. The sun was not helping. You just needed the run to get the jitters of sorting the fucking mess your supposed aunt left you out of your person, tire yourself, get an early dinner, get to bed as soon as you could, start early the next day, get on Austin time. There was much to do. The house needed to be cleaned out. You had contacted several cleaning services for quotes. The house also needed repairs. A lot of repairs. At least you thought so. You couldn’t even enter the place without fearing it would endanger your life. So that would need to be dealt with later. And then you would put the house on the market and go back to your life in Bangkok.

The park was full of teenagers. Was there a school around here? You didn’t recall there to be one back when you lived here, but hey, it’s been 15 years. You crossed the street to start walking back to the hotel, taking your other air pod out of the case for the walk as you did.

Before you could do that, something orange trotted along out of the drains, mewling as it made its’ way onto the street. A kitten. Alone, wobbly, looking so confused your heart melted. A teenage girl rushed past you, squealing at the kitten, stopping in the middle of the street, scooping the little orange furball into her hands.

A truck came barrelling out of nowhere, loud music blaring out of its’ speakers, the driver looking as if he was staring at something in his hands rather than the road. The teenager froze, the tiny kitten in her hand.

You rushed over to her and wrapped your arms around her, pushing her out of the way, the momentum and whizz from the truck whooshing past practically pulling you along the road for a good few yards. You could feel your clothing scrape and burn onto your skin as you came to a stop, a searing pain enveloping you. You continued holding her until you no longer feel the truck being near, lifting your head slightly, asking her if she was okay. You got up, checking her for injuries, just as a small crowd of people came running towards the two of you. She got up, the kitten still in her hand, squirming uncontrollably, trying to get away from the havoc that was the situation. She passed the kitten on to another teenager, telling you her wrist hurt. You were about to bend over to check her wrist when you realized you couldn’t move your left hand.

The teenagers around you started murmuring, pointing at your shoulder. A man came running up to you, asking you if you were okay. You looked at your own shoulder, realizing that you had dislocated it, yet again.

“I think I dislocated my shoulder. Again,” you muttered, surrender in your voice. The man raised his eyebrow at you, before asking if you feel pain anywhere else, could you move? Stand? Walk? You told him you were fine, except for the shoulder, maybe a few scrapes and cuts. He checked on the teenager, who told him about her wrist, and he told the surrounding teenagers to get on the bus, helping you to sit on the sidewalk.

“Stay with her,” he told the teenager, “I’m gonna get my truck, take you two to the ER,” waiting for the teenager’s response before running off.

You laid there on the small bed in the much too familiar ER, breathing in slow, deep breaths, trying to get your mind to think of anything but the searing, throbbing pain in your shoulder. This was bad. You knew this was bad before they brought you to the hospital. You knew this was bad before they took you up for an x-ray an hour ago. This was not the simple dislocation you’d suffered through sporadically throughout the years since you were six. This was something more serious. Your body shivered and trembled from the pain, elevating it, making it impossible to ignore. Your heart was beating uncomfortably fast, your head was spinning. Your whole body felt cold and hot at the same time, the pain unbearable.

The wait for the results seemed to take forever. You later found out it was an hour. But to you, it might as well had been an entire day. The man who took you and the teenage girl to the ER reappeared from behind the curtains after a quick ‘knock-knock’. He had stayed with the teenager when you got taken for treatment.

“How is she? Is she okay?” you asked him, anxious to know, but at the same time trying to do anything other than think of the pain you were in.

“She sprained her wrist. She’s okay otherwise. How are you feeling?” he looked worried, his body language anxious, as if he was trying to find a way to comfort you but feared touching you in any way would break you.

“Do you know her?” you distracted him, not wanting to talk about your pain.

“She’s one of my students. We were on a school trip. Her parents are on their way. My colleague is staying with her now.”

Worry and guilt must have been clear on your features, and he must have noticed. “Hey,” he said, quickly sitting down on your good side, “You didn’t do anything wrong. You saved her life.”

“She’s still injured,” you murmured.

“She would have suffered a lot more than a sprained wrist if you hadn’t stepped in,” he coaxed, wiping the tear that fell off your eye without you realizing it. “You saved my life too, if I’m being honest. I don’t even want to imagine what her father would do to me if something worse happened to her.”

That little joke produced a small smile out of you.

“There you are,” he said, smiling himself, wiping the rest of your tears with his fingers. “Much better.”

That earned him another smile from you. Your body involuntarily trembled from the sudden searing pain you felt when you tried to turn towards him.

“No, stay still,” he said, getting up to wrap the blanket around you tighter. “Are you from here?”

You nodded. “I moved away for work. Just back to settle some family thing. A few months. I haven’t been back in 15 years.”

He whistled, “Long time,” he said.

“What about you?”

“Moved here for work. A few months now. I’m just here temporarily. Just until the art teacher comes back. She’s on leave for a year.”

“You move around a lot like that? Teaching the masses where you’re needed?”

He smiled, nodding, “You can say that.”

You smiled back at him. There was something about this man. He made you feel calm. He even looked sort of familiar, but you couldn’t really place where you had seen him before. Then again, he was new in town, and so were you, relatively speaking. You put that thought at the back of your head and just enjoyed his company.

The curtain opened and the young doctor who took you in for an x-ray came in with an older doctor.

“I’ll just be outside okay? Give you some privacy,” the teacher said, starting to stand up.

“No, please stay. I don’t want to be alone,” you begged before you could stop yourself. You were scared. Alone. And you knew, you just knew something was wrong, even more so than usual. You wanted to have someone there with you, and this teacher man was the most familiar of the three faces in front of you. “I hope that’s okay,” you added, hoping he wouldn’t find you creepy.

“Of course,” he said, sitting back down.

“Well, Miss Stevens, the bad news is I’m afraid your x-ray showed something a bit more serious. Your clavicle is broken, so you’re gonna need surgery. But the good news is we could fix that shoulder of yours for good now, since we’re already going in,” the older doctor told you.

The teacher man placed his hand on your good hand, squeezing it a little. You simply nodded, surrendering to the situation. Fuck, this was gonna be a problem. How were you supposed to settle what you needed to settle in time? Shit. The doctors asked if you had any questions before they begin processing your check in, only leaving once they answered them.

“You okay?” the teacher man asked, seeing the troubled look on your face.

“Yeah… I just… I have some things to settle. And I need my stuff. I need to call my friend,” you told him, looking around for your phone. He took it from the plastic bag next to your bed and gave it to you, waiting as you dialled Olivia’s number.

“I’m Mike, by the way,” he told you once you hung up, “Michael Parks.”

“Daisy. Stevens. I’d shake your hand but even speaking hurts right now,” you told him, cringing a little from a sudden pang of pain you felt as you adjusted yourself to place the phone next to your pillow.

“You just relax. It’s all good. You have someone to take care of you?”

You nodded.

“Mr. Parks?” a young girl’s voice came from outside the curtain.

“Yeah.”

The teenage girl you rescued appeared from behind the curtain, her left wrist bandaged. She tentatively approached you, looking so apologetic your heart clenched.

“Are you going to be okay?” she asked, looking as if she was about to cry.

“Yeah, I’m fine. How’s your wrist?” you asked her.

She lifted her bandaged arm and told you she’ll live.

“I’m so sorry you got injured to save me,” she pleaded.

“Hey, you saved a kitty, I saved you. It’s all good,” you assured her. “Where is that kitty by the way?”

“My friend took it home for now. I’m gonna ask my Dad if I can keep it. It’s so cute,” she said, laughing a little.

“It really is,” you agreed.

“They said I can go,” she told you and Mike. “But I just wanted to thank you for saving me. Is it okay if my parents come in here and thank you too?”

“They don’t need to,” you said, but she insisted.

“Please? They were so worried. I don’t know what would’ve happened to me if you hadn’t pushed me away. And they know you’re injured because of me,” she really was about to cry this time, seeming desperate for you to let her parents thank you.

You took pity on her and nodded. She seemed relieved, peeking her head out of the curtain to call them.

A woman about your age came in, looking worried. Her worry seemed exacerbated when she saw your shoulder in a sling, the cuts on your face, the scrapes on your arms and legs.

“Oh God,” she whispered. “I am so sorry. Are you okay?”

“She has to have surgery on her shoulder,” Mike told her mother. The woman clamped her hand on her mouth.

“I’m so sorry you got so hurt. Thank you so much for saving my daughter. They told me it would have been so bad if you didn’t. Thank you so much!” she said.

“You’re more than welcome,” you told her, “Your daughter is a lovely young woman. It’s my pleasure.”

“Oh, but you’re hurt so badly,” she said, peeking outside the curtain, waving someone over. “Did you introduce yourself properly?” she asked her daughter.

“Well, she was in so much pain,” the teenager said, “We didn’t think of it.”

“That’s true,” Mike assured her. “We were all a bit preoccupied. I myself had just introduced myself to her.”

“Where are our manners, I’m Annie, this is my daughter Sarah,” she said. The teenager gave you a little wave.

A man walked in through the curtain. Your insides turned cold. He stopped as soon as he saw you, his worried face turned into one of shock and disbelief.

“And this is my husband Joel.”

Part 9

#joel miller fanfiction #joel miller #joel miller x reader #the last of us fanfiction #joel miller x you #tlou fanfiction #BFF!Joel Miller

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thewritingfairy · 8 days ago

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Hi! I know you've already made a list of all your favorite authors, but I was wondering which writers are your topmost picks there (series-wise) and why?

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Mentioned: 𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ִ𐙚 Author's that I love

People want to know my reading opinions~ but as you mentioned I have done this before so I will explain more about my choices then and be more specific in some cases but also leave out some as they don't always have series. I will also add my favourite book series :3 (ofc first it will be full with batfam tag writers.

@acid-ixx - again & again

Reads like a novel (like please teach me how to write so much) and is male reader friendly, I love this for my ‘I do not want gender’ moments and for the simple fact that it's so well written that I could imagine anyone in the Reader's position. Well not everyone but that's because of a few personality quirks, so that's very specific.

@rizzanon - Undoing Fate

I wanted to kiss the screen the first time I read this series. I loved how strong yet well written the Reader is, they are strong but still traumatised as fuck and I love that. I love seeing different trauma responses and how other people write those :3

@nikovraskol - Crackbaby

This story makes me anxious, ready to punch someone and I do not like violence, it makes my skin crawl and completely pulls me into being the Reader. Because I can sort of relate to this Reader with how they react to certain things. Love reading this story when my health is kicking my ass more than thinking of my future.

@mimiiiiiiiiisstuff - i bet on losing dogs

I will be kicking my feet in happiness as I read this every single time. I love me a reader that knows their worth, for them to have meta powers and to be able to seduce. My god, I love it when a character is like that. It can bring me to my knees /j

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Now for books!!!

Legendborn by Tracy Deonn

begging on my knees for physical copies to come to my local bookstore. Please, I am barely in the first book and this is already one of my favs, I am reading this book slowly as I am currently grieving (I grief yearly near June).

The Poppy War - R.F Kuang

Love this book and author but couldn't finish it, The Poppy Wars is incredibly dark and heavy. It did trigger my fight or flight response to an extent that I mainly try to read it when I'm with someone I trust so that my PTSD is less active. But the story telling, oh my god, I love it. I love the themes of propaganda, classism and how you can learn from it. Because I always try to learn from my books, and I know that when I can finish this book I will love this series with everything.

I have this as an e-book and I just found out the physical books are coming to my home country, so if it will be translated I am buying the physical copies because I am curious how it will translate.

The Hurricane wars - Thea Guanzon

This book I love it, it is a series but it isn't my favourite. More like I would re-read it, I'm having a rough time going through it because of the writing style it's just not as engaging as I thought it would be but that might be because I am in a lot of pain currently and it makes it a bit more difficult to focus and write.

The fact that it's a physical copy does help me with reading it more but books are currently too heavy for me (my chronic pain is just being a bitch and I hold my books with my left hand--)

The hunger games - Suzanne Collins

Do I even have to say anything? The themes are actual and important, the writing is incredible and honestly the books are better and more diverse than the movies. Sue me, but it's true. I do love the casting of Ballad of the Songbirds and Snakes and Sunrise on the Reaping.

The first movies are good as well but I don't really feel like they do the books complete justice. But for the rest amazing.

#☾ thewritingfairy #fic rec #book rec #yandere batfamily #yandere batfam #author rec #appreciation post

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ramshackle-lost-n-found · 1 month ago

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Uh, this is one of my first requests I've ever made and I was wondering if you could recommend some of your favorite twst x reader fics? Some prompts that could be used are, twst au set outside of nrc, background character!reader, and just some twst x reader aus in general. Reply whenever, if you want to, and have a great day. ꈍᴗꈍ ♥︎

sit comfortably, anon. 😼

lustlovehart's monster twst au and reverse monster au concept and writing is amazing to read! the way they come up with it is so creative, definitely give it a try!

i'm moots with solxamber on my main (hi sol ure amazing 🫶) her trash novel chronicles and guideverse aus is so worth keeping tabs on especially with how she writes the cast that just makes me fall in love with them even more.

i miss ashtavula 😿 ever since i found their royalty au i keep dreaming of the day it gets an update. i love rereading it a lot, even the drabbles they do of how reader feels about all of it!

fools-ramblings-and-whatnot has a lot of amazing work like wow! i have been following dormwars and charming au and i love how charmingly chaotic they are 😹 their art is so cute as well!

lovelybrooke's forgotten reader au and background reader au also has me sat down to reading every new discussion. 😼

NOW. devosin. late nights and flashing lights? would. for the record? cannot wait. concubine game? feral. i'm in all of their taglists 😹 i get so excited whenever i see an update to each of them and i cannot wait to see my favorite ginger in action 😼 they're my favorite victorian child embodier 🫶

rollo enjoyer pomefioredove writes vil in such a way that just makes me feel things. ad perpetuam memoriam hurts and i need more people to know about this pain too.

prettybugsinbandages is working hard to deliver the endings of blot reader rn so go show them support! i really love reading this au a lot and even follow its tag.

i love angst and i'm a sibling, ryker-writes' broken sibling relationships was such a find when i dove into twst angst, another series that i reread whenever!

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i only listed profiles that i follow, i hope that's okay since you did ask of my favorite aus :> i chose aus from their profile but you can look into more of their works!

go show them some love! 😸

#r. lost n found #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #twst au anon

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justwhisperingfantasies · 4 months ago

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Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Reader Characters: Reader. Jensen. Jared. Gen. Alan. Donna. Josh. Mackenzie. Jeremy. Mac. Alex. Steve. And the kiddos. Warnings: Language, Fluff on fluff, Drinking, Angst,

A/n: Something sad happens at the end, but I don't wanna give away here. Just be prepared

P.s I'm sorry.

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Reader.

“You ready for this?” Jensen asked as he opened the truck door for you.

“I guess so.” You huffed.

He grabbed your hand, lacing your fingers “Oh come on they are going to love you, sweetheart.”

“Ackles!! Bonnie!!” Jared yelled as he approached with Odette sitting on his shoulders. Gen and Shep following behind them.

“Oh my god Jensen, big foot is on the loose and he’s kidnapping a child.” You exclaimed, making everyone laugh

“Look at me Uncle Jensen. I’m taller than you are now.” Odette giggled.

“That’s pretty high up, El.” He smiled.

“Uncle Jay!!” Shep shouted as he ran up and hugged Jensen around the waist.

“Hey there buddy.” He hugged back. “Where’s Tom at?”

“He’s at a friend’s house. They are having a gaming session today.” Gen told him.

“Alright, let’s get going. We won’t hear the end of it if we aren’t up there right when it starts.” Jensen said

“Yeah, you’re right” Jared agreed as your group started walking.

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The closer you got to the bleachers the harder your heart pounded.

As you started up the stairs a blonde approached. “Jensen!” She threw her arms around him.

“Mackenzie.” He turned back to you. “This is y/n. y/n Mackenzie, my little sister.” He said tousling the hair on her head.

“Stop it jerk.” She lightly slapped his stomach and then stuck her hand out to you. “It’s nice to finally meet you.”

“Likewise.” You told her as you shook her hand.

“Gen, Jared. Thanks for coming.”

“Of course. We wouldn’t miss Jr’s first game.” Gen told her as she hugged her.

“Hey Shep. I was on my way to meet Jeremy and Asher down at the concession stand, you wanna come and pick something out.”

Shep looked up to Gen. “Can I?”

“Sure baby, Here.” She reached in her pocket,

“Oh quit.” Mackenzie said as she grabbed Shep’s hand and walked away.

Jensen grabbed your hand again, leading you up the stairs. Your cheeks reddened when one of the stairs caught your toe making you trip. His grip tightened as he helped you not fall. “You ok moose jr.?”

“Hey.” Jared protested. Jensen shot him a look. “Yea. ok”

You chuckled. “I’m fine.”

You continued up the stairs, stopping about halfway up. you followed Jensen across the rows. Stopping behind 3 people he stuck his arms out. “Mama!!”

“Oh Jensen Ross.” She squeezed him tight.

“Mama, this is my girlfriend. y/n. Babe this is my mama, Donna.”

“Oh, baby she is so pretty.” Jensen smiled at his mother’s words.

“Nice to meet you Mrs. Ackles.” You stuck your hand out.

“Oh, get outta here with that. It’s Donna.” She pulled you into her embrace.

“This is Alan, my dad.” He squeezed Alan’s shoulders from behind. “And my brother Josh.” You chuckled as they did a little handshake.

Alan stood up and turned around, you stuck your hand out to him. “Don’t even try it. It’s Alan. And it’s nice to meet you.”

“Gotcha,” you said as he shook your hand. “Pleasure’s mine.”

“Finally.” Jeremy said, taking your hand, “These two knuckleheads wouldn’t shut up about you last weekend.

“Be cool, Jeremy, damn.” Jensen teased.

“Yea, shut up.” Jared played along. “Is that..” Jared started to ask

Jensen cut him off with a hefty sigh. “Of course it is.”

You looked down to the first row, finding a very pretty blonde waving at your group.

“Everyone be polite and wave back.” Donna ordered.

Your group did as they were told.

Jensen sighed, Mackenzie’s wide eyes snapped up to your group as the blonde stopped her and started talking.

Mack gave her a big smile and gestured at the snacks in her hands right before turning around and continued climbing the stairs.

“Uh, what the hell is Heather doing here?” she asked, unloading her arms.

Your muscles tightened at her words.

“Don’t know. Don’t care.” Alan responded.

“Pass these to Odette, would ya daddy?” Mack requested as she handed him a bag of fruit snacks.

Odette grabbed the bag. “Thank you!

Shep made his way back, walking up the stairs with another young boy, a man with a toddler in his arms followed them.

“Jeremy this is Jensen’s girlfriend, y/n. This is my husband, Jeremy. And that’s Asher.” She pointed at the little boy playing with Shep. “This.” She tickled the toddler in his arms “is Emma.”

“Alright, give her.” Jensen demanded as he reached for his niece.

“Pleasure” Jeremy said sticking his hand out to you.

“Same.” You shook his hand.

As the national anthem ended you sat between Jensen and Jared.

“So, y/n.” Jeremy said. “Jensen told us that you are a physician’s assistant over at peds of Austin.”

You glanced at Jensen, who was looking up at the sky. “That bird.”

You laughed and shook your head. “Well at least you’re using the correct title now.” You turned back to Jeremy “that’s right. I”

“She gives me lollipops every time I go there.” Odette said cutting you off as she climbed in your lap.

Your group chuckled.

Alan gasped “she does?”

“Yep. And she brought me ice cream. To my house!”

“Can she do this?” Alan asked pulling a quarter out from behind her ear.

Her eyes went wide as she turned to you. “Can you pull lollipops out of my ear?”

You chuckled. “I’m sorry sweetheart, I can’t. I’m not a magician like Alan.”

“It’s ok, I still like you.”

The group laughed again.

“So, what else did you tell them, Ackles?” You nudged him with your elbow.

“Nothing.” He said, nudging you back.

“Liar, you told me she can drive a stick and loves music.” Jeremy called him out.

“He told me you love coffee, and Randy Travis is your favorite singer.” Mack chimed in

You looked over to find him looking up at the sky again. “Emma, look at that bird.” He said pointing at the sky.

You rolled your eyes with a smile. “Anything else?”

“He told me you graduated from Columbia.” Alan spoke up.

“I heard your cherry pie is to die for.” Donna said.

“Yes! Donna it was so good!” Gen confirmed.

“I wouldn’t know, the boys didn’t bring me any.” Donna huffed.

“Maybe, we could talk her into making a couple for the next cookout.” Jensen voiced

“Ya know we have another free weekend after the Dallas con.” Jared said.

“When is that?”

“2 weeks from now.”

“Alan, we are having a cookout in 2 weeks.” Donna told him

“Ok, dear.”

“Oh, look he’s up.” Mackenzie shouted.

Your group cheered as Jr hit the ball and started running toward first base, Jensen and Jared stood up. “Yeaah Jr!” Jensen yelled, bouncing Emma in his arms as Jared whistled loudly and clapped his hands.

Jr looked up to you guys and smiled from ear to ear, waving frantically.

“So, y/n your father was a surgeon?” Alan asked you, keeping his eyes on the field.

“Yes sir, he was a cardiovascular surgeon and head of his department back in Michigan.”

“Sounds like he was a hell of a guy.” Alan stated

“Oh, he was!” you agreed.

“But please tell me you’re not a Lion’s fan.” Alan pleaded.

“Absolutely not!”

Alan tilted his head toward the sky. “Thank you.”

“She’s a cowboy’s fan adjacent.” Jared mocked Jensen’s words.

“What the heck does that mean?” Jeremy asked

You chuckled. “My mama was a cowboy’s fan.”

Your group started to cheer again as Jr crossed the home plate

“Emma, you wanna go see Mamal?” Jensen said in the cutest voice.

“Come here baby girl.” Donna said reaching for her.

Jensen leaned into your ear. “I’m gonna go get something to drink, you wanna come with?”

You looked down in the first row. Seeing Heather still sitting there, you shook your head.

“You want me to grab you anything?”

“Water and some popcorn. Oh, not popcorn, nachos, Please”

” Jensen chuckled and kissed your cheek. “Be right back.” You smiled at him. He got up and started walking to the stairs

“Ah!” Jared said as you elbowed him and nodded towards Jensen.

“Wait up Ackles I’ll go with you.” He said standing up

Your eyes followed them as they made their way down the stairs

‘Don’t follow him, don’t follow him’ you thought as you watched Heather’s head turn toward Jensen and Jared.

‘Damnit.’

She got up and started in their direction after they reached the ground.

Jensen.

“So, this is going great, your folks really like her.” Jared stated.

Jensen looked up. “Well, it was.”

“Oh god” Jared huffed.

“Jensen.” Heather said as she approached. “I swear I’m not stalking you. Andrew is on the team Jr is playing.”

Jared cleared his throat. She rolled her eyes. “Hi Jared.”

“Heather, always a pleasure.” Jared said sarcastically, making Jensen smile.

She turned back to Jensen. “So, she’s cuter in person than in the pictures.” She sneered.

“She’s always beautiful.” Jensen countered.

“Do I get to meet her?” she asked.

“Why?” Jared blurted out.

“Does this really concern you, Jared?”

Jared crossed his arms. “Yea it kinda does.”

“Ya know what.”

“Both of you stop.” Jensen said. “I don’t think that’s a good idea Heather.”

“I was an important part of your life ya know.”

“Was.” Jared chimed in.

“Still, I’m the ex-wife. Don’t cha think I should get to meet the potential new wife.”

“No!” Jensen and Jared said together.

“Why not?”

“Look, Heather,” Jensen said, his tone firm. “I appreciate your concern or whatever this is, but it’s not your place anymore. I’m happy, and nothing is going to ruin that. Now, if you want snacks, the end of the line is back there.”

“Really Jensen?”

“Yep.”

She scoffed and stomped away.

“Was that too harsh?” Jensen asked Jared

“No, I fucking loved it!”

Reader.

Your eyes shifted to the first row as Heather peered at you with a pout on her lips.

You leaned into Gen. “If looks could kill I’d be dead.” You whispered.

“Well, I’m glad they can’t. I wonder what happened.”

“Me too.”

Heather’s gaze shifted to Jensen as he ascended the stairs.

He didn't even glance in her direction. His focus was on you, studying your expression.

“Really Gen?” Jared teased.

“Move your feet, lose your seat, Bunyan.” You retorted.

Jensen smiled, as he handed you a bottle of water and your nachos.

“Thank ya.”

“No problem, darlin’.”

“So?” Mackenzie asked, causing Jensen to raise his eyebrows. “What happened? We saw her follow you, then when she came back, she gave y/n the look from hell.”

“Ackles pretty much told her to fuc.” Jared stopped as Donna gave him a look. “f-off.”

“Good.” Donna stated.

You eyed Jensen’s popcorn. He sighed and held out the bag to you.

“It’ll get worse Jensen.” Jared teased,

Jensen’s eyes went wide as he looked over to his best friend. Your head turned to Jared, who had an oh shit expression on his face.

“Yeah, the longer you’re with them the more food they think they can steal.” Jared stammered out.

You glanced at Jensen. He kept his gaze on the field, lips pursed.

Jr’s team won and everyone cheered as the little boys lined up for the good game high fives.

“You guys, wanna come back to our house for ice cream?” Donna asked as the family made their way down the bleachers.

Jensen looked at you and you nodded. “We’d love to, Mama.” he said with a smile.

“Jared, Gen?” Donna looked at them

“We have to go pick Tom up, but we will definitely be at your barbecue Mama Ackles.” Jared told her.

“Did you see me?” Jr asked everyone as he ran up to his family.

“We sure did buddy.” Alan told him

“Uncle Jay, Mama just told me I’m as good as you were when you were my age.”

“I don’t know, Jr you might be better.”

Jr’s face lit up.

“Who is she?” Jr asked, turning to you.

“Jr. That’s y/n, Uncle Jay’s girlfriend.” Jeremy told him.

Jr turned towards Jensen. “Really Uncle Jay a girlfriend? EW!”

Everyone chuckled.

“Eh, she ain’t so bad.” Jensen teased as he winked at you.

Jensen.

“So, when did you tell Jared?” She asked walking back to the truck.

“Tell Jared what?”

She peered at him as she tilted her hand.

“On the way to the lake last Sunday. It just kinda slipped out.” Jensen admitted. “But hey now both of our best friends know.” He teased, opening the door for you, lips puckered.

She rolled her eyes and gave him a quick peck; his arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her lips back to his. “I love you.” she whispered as his nose nuzzled hers.

“I love you too, baby.”

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“You, ok?” he asked as they walked up his parent’s porch steps.

She rubbed her forehead with her fingertips. “Yea, just a headache coming.”

“I bet Mama has some Tylenol.”

As he opened the door, sounds of laughter echoed from the kitchen. He grabbed her hand, lacing his fingers and led her down the hall, after they kicked off their boots.

“Hey Mama, you got some Tylenol?” Jensen asked as they walked into the kitchen. “Y/n has a headache.”

“I sure do,” she told him pouring chocolate milk for the kids. “Mack, would you grab them for her. Top shelf of the medicine cabinet, in my bathroom.”

“Please and thank you.” y/n added as she sat down at the bar.

“Jensen, y/n, you want a beer?” Alan asked as he opened the fridge.

“No thank you.” she answered.

“Sure dad, I’ll take one.” Jensen poked at her side as he sat down on the barstool beside her.

Alan twisted the cap off a bottle and slid it to Jensen “y/n you want anything else to drink?”

“My mom makes the best sweet tea ever.” Jensen commented.

“Sounds great, I’ll take a glass.”

Alan got in the cabinet and got a glass out, “So, Jensen anything exciting coming up?”

“Well, we have the Dallas convention this weekend, Then the weekend after Mama’s cookout they will start up again. I think we almost have everything ready for countdown. We will probably start filming later this year.”

His dad smiled proudly as he handed y/n the glass of tea. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.” He turned to put the tea away. “Aren’t you filming that out in California?”

“Yep.”

“Alright, you guys coming out to the patio?” Donna asked.

“Sure,” Jensen and y/n stood up, grabbing their drinks they followed her out the sliding glass door.

Jensen slid a chair out for her and sat next to her once she sat down.

“Look what I found!!” Mack shouted as he walked through the door.

“Oh my gosh.” y/n’s eyes went wide. “Is that a photo book?”

“Why yes, it is.” Mack replied as she placed the Tylenol in her hand and handed her the book.

“No.” Jensen rebuked.

Mack sat down on the other side of her.

“Too late.” y/n said opening the book.

“I hate you,” Jensen said peering at Mackenzie.

“Awww look, baby Ackles.” She said as she turned the page to his baby photos.

“Yes, yes, I was adorable. Are we done?”

“Not even close, doll face.” She smiled at him. Turning the page, she gasped. “You had frosted tips?”

He sighed. “It was the early 2000s. Everyone had frosted tips.”

“So, that’s why you got into acting.” She started

Jensen took a drink of his beer and scrunched his lips.

“The backstreet boys never called you back.” y/n and Mack laughed loudly.

“You proud of that one, sweetheart?”

“Very.” She said, catching her breath.

He rolled his eyes with a smile.

“Look there’s baby Padalecki too.”

Jensen leaned over to look; he chuckled. “Yea, that was our first Press Tour Party back in 2005.”

Her smile faded as she flipped to the page of the pictures of him and Heather.

“Where’s the one Jensen?” Mackenzie asked turning the page.

“Which one?”

“You know which one.” Mackenzie flipped the pages searching. “Ah ha.”

“Damnit.” He huffed.

Her hand covered her gaping mouth.

“Absolutely not!” he took y/n’s phone out of her hand as she tried to take a picture of the picture.

“But Jensen Ackles in overalls. Come on.”

“I need to burn that picture.” He groaned.

“Ok, Mackenzie stop embarrassing your brother and come help me with the sundae stuff.”

Mackenzie huffed and took the book, following her mother inside.

“Alan, reach me these sundae cups, would ya?”

“Coming dear.”

She turned to him once they were alone. “I’m gonna get my hands on that picture someday.”

“Not gonna happen baby.” He said leaning in to kiss her.

Reader.

You and Donna watched from the patio as the boys played football out in the yard. It was Jensen, Josh and Asher against Jeremy, Alan and Jr.

“So, y/n ever think about getting married?” Mackenzie asked sitting down.

“Mackenzie, mind your business.” Donna told her.

You laughed. “I do.”

Mackenzie nodded. “When you think about it, Is it with...”

“It is.”

She nodded again.

“Boys you quit cheating!” Donna yelled as she got up and started walking over to them.

You turned back to Mackenzie. “Anymore?”

“Oh, I have a ton, but one more for today.”

“Hit me.”

She smiled. “Do you want kids?”

“Yes, I do. One day.”

“Have you ever thought about it with “

“That’s 2.” You chuckled. “But yes, I have.”

“Oh my gosh, y’all would make such beautiful babies.”

You looked over at him, the corners of his mouth rose into a smile as his eyes met yours, your cheeks got warm as you gave him one back. “I know.”

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“Do you want me to drive?” You asked Jensen as Donna and Alan walked you to the door.

“I’m good baby.” He reassured you slipping his boots back on.

“I am looking forward to those pies y/n, it was so nice to meet you.” Donna hugged you with a smile. She turned her mouth toward your ear. “I haven’t seen him like this in a very long time. Thank you.” She whispered,

“Not a problem.” You whispered back.

She wrapped her arms around Jensen and whispered something in his ear too. He smiled and kissed her on the cheek. “Love you. Mama.”

“I love you too, Baby.”

Alan pulled you in for a hug. “Maybe this fall we can turn that adjacent fan into a full pledged fan huh?”

You and Jensen chuckled as he hugged Alan.

“Looking forward to it.”

“Text me, when you make it home.” Donna called out as you walked down the stairs.

“Always do Mama. Love you.” Jensen yelled back.

“Well?” He said hopping into the driver’s seat. “You ready to run for the hills yet?”

“Not a chance,” You flashed a grin at him, grabbing his hand, you laced your fingers through his. “You can’t get rid of me that easy.”

“Good.” He placed a kiss on your knuckles as he lifted your hand to his lips.

Jensen.

“Did you text your mama?” she asked laying down in the bed beside him.

“Sure did.” He picked up his phone as it dinged, his brows furrowed.

“What’s wrong?”

“Mackenzie just asked for your number…”

“And that’s a bad thing because?”

“Not sure yet.” He laid his phone back on his nightstand. “Hope she didn’t hound you too much today.”

“It wasn’t horrible. Just the usual” he lifted his brows. “Love, marriage, kids, Yada yada.”

“And?” he smirked.

She lifted his arm and rested her head in its regular spot. “Don’t act like you don’t already know, Ackles.”

He chuckled. “So, if I said let’s runaway to Vegas right now…”

“No.”

He scoffed.

“Because I don’t wanna see you get your ass whooped when you tell your mama she wasn’t invited.”

He chuckled, as his fingers started running through her hair.

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“Hey buddy.” Jensen said as he answered his phone through his truck’s Bluetooth.

“Dude! What are you doing today?”

“Uh right now y/n and I are on our way to her house.”

"It's Supernatural Sunday Steve!!" you exclaimed

Steve chuckled “Hey y/n.”

She chuckled. “Hi Steve.”

“What about later?”

“What’s up Steve?” Jensen asked, pulling into her complex.

“The Rustic Tap had a cancelation, Jamie just called me and asked if we wanted to fill it.”

Jensen's eyes lit up. "Seriously? That's awesome! What time do they need us?"

"5 o'clock," Steve replied.

Jensen glanced at y/n, who was nodding enthusiastically. "We're in. Tell Jamie we'll be there.”

"Great! I'll let him know. See you guys tonight." The call ended.

“That’s exciting!” She exclaimed.

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“Oh shit, I’m so sorry.” She jumped back as she started to walk through her front door, bumping into Jensen.

“Everything ok?”

“Mac has a boy in there.” Her cheeks turned red.

He laughed. “Where they…”

“Pretty close.”

Mac opened the door. “I’m sorry.”

“It’s fine. Bedrooms are a good spot too, but it’s fine.” she teased.

“Ha. Ha. You’re hilarious.” Sarcasm dripped off Mac’s voice.

“Hi Alex, didn’t expect to see you today.” Jensen greeted his friend.

“I didn’t expect to see that much of him... ever.”

“Great, we are still on that.” Mac huffed. As she started for the kitchen. “You want some coffee.”

��Yes!” y/n followed her.

Reader

“So, Kinda, maybe, we’ll see, turned into sex on the couch?” you asked sitting down at the bar.

Mac rolled her eyes. “We weren’t having sex.”

“Not yet.”

“Subject change.” Mac sat a cup of coffee down in front of you. “Please.”

You chuckled. “Guess who’s having a pop-up today?”

“Other than Alex.” Jensen said with a smile, walking into the kitchen.

You bit back a laugh as Mac let out a hefty sigh.

“Anyway, who’s having a pop-up… Concert.”

“Radio Company.”

“Oh my god!!” Alex chimed in. “They are like the best band ever.”

“We saw them once.” Mac said with raised eyebrows.

“You did?” Alex played along.

You turned to Alex with a smile “Yea, they were alright, but can you believe one of the lead singers hit on me?” you said in a disgusted tone

Alex gasped. “You’re kidding?!”

You sighed. “Yes, like just because you were on a t.v show that was popular like 15 years ago...”

Jensen leaned on the bar in front of you and cleared his throat. Alex and you started cackling.

“Doesn’t feel very good huh?” Mac remarked.

“Hi.” You smiled at him. you poked your head over him, “Anyway you wanna go?”

“Of course.” Mac accepted.

“But what if the singer hits on you again?” Alex said.

“Eh, I don’t know, I might go home with him this time.” A smile spread across Jensen’s face as you winked at him.

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“y/n!! Mac!!” Steve yelled as you and Mac walked into the bar.

“Steve!!” you shouted back walking over to him.

“So, Jensen tells me things between you two are going well.”

“Yes sir.”

“That’s good to hear.”

You felt arms wrap around you from behind. “Has anyone told you how good you look today?” Jensen whispered in your ear.

“Excuse me I have a boyfriend.”

“What a lucky son of a bitch.” He said and kissed the top of your head.

“How was today with the fam?” Steve asked

“Good.” You replied.

“Please Dad and Mama love her.”

A man walked up to your group. “Hey guys, you about ready?”

“Yea, let’s go.” Steve said hopping up off the barstool.

“Wanna hangout after?” Jensen smirked.

You shrugged. “I’ll be around.”

He kissed you and started to follow Steve.

“Can I get a bud light, and she will have a coke.” Mac told the bartender.

“And we’ll take two Coronas on their tab.” Jared said, leaning on the bar next to you. Alex leaned on the other side of Mac.

Mac nodded as the bartender looked at her.

The dance floor in front of the stage started filling up. “Come on, let’s go find a good spot.” Jared grabbed your arm as he made his way through the crowd.

The crowd cheered as the band members came out onto the stage, the cheers grew louder as Steve and Jensen stepped out.

“How’s everyone doing tonight?” Steve asked in the mic.

“You ready?” Jensen asked

Screams echoed through the bar again as they started to play.

You've heard Jensen sing plenty of times since that first night but seeing him on stage was something else. His energy was electric, and he totally owned the stage. Every note hit you hard, making you feel so connected to the music and the moment. The beat was catchy, making you want to dance along, and the lights matched the vibe perfectly.

Mac started swaying her hips, Alex behind her sang along with them as they sang Right Kind Of Trouble, his hips moving with hers. Jared, always the life of the party, was already twirling you around, his laughter infectious and his dance moves wild. Making you laugh.

The band kept playing, bringing everyone together in a fun and happy vibe.

As the song ended, Jensen reached for his water. "So, Steve, what's next?" he asked after taking a sip.

“Well, you could sing mine and y/n’s favorite…”

He smiled as his eyes found you. “Whatcha think babe?” you nodded frantically making him laugh.

The melody wrapped around you like a warm embrace as Steve started playing.

“She wants to know the names of the games he plays”

Warmth filled your heart as he sang with passion and talent, making you swell with pride and admiration.

“He wants the names of the players in the game to change”

His voice was smooth and heartfelt, pouring emotion into every word as the crowd swayed along.

He gestured to the crowd, A big grin spread on his face as they sang the last line of the song.

“Let the man from the mountains run away with your heart” The audience applauded, creating a mix of cheers and claps. You joined in after wiping a tear before it rolled down your cheek. Jared noticed and smiled at you

They played a few more songs, as you and Mac sang along. Jared and Alex danced and twirled around you. Each song became a memorable moment for you.

As the last song ended, Steve stepped back with his guitar still humming. He exchanged glances with his bandmates, silently celebrating their successful performance.

Jensen

“You guys are awesome!” Steve exclaimed in the mic.

“Thank you all for coming on such short notice.” Jensen said.

“We love you!”

“Goodnight.”

“Man, that was incredible,” Steve said, his voice still buzzing with excitement as he followed Jensen backstage.

Jensen grinned, wiping the sweat from his brow. “Yeah, it was something else. The crowd was amazing tonight.”

“Uh, I’ll meet you out at the bar.” Steve nodded behind Jensen.

He turned and saw Heather approaching, He sighed and turned to walk away.

“Jensen...” Her voice barely above a whisper.

He stopped, but didn’t face her. “What?”

She sniffled.

‘Damnit’ he thought as he turned to her.

“It’s my dad. He’s in the hospital,” she managed. “They don’t think he’s going to make it through the night.”

Jensen’s heart sank. Despite everything they had been through, he did feel sorry. The animosity that had existed between them seemed insignificant in the face of her pain. “I’m so sorry, Heather. Where’s Derek?”

“At the hospital with everyone else.”

She threw her arms around him and started openly weeping.

“You should go, be with your family. With your husband.” He attempted to let go, but her arms tightened around him. "Here," he said, pushing back on her shoulders. He called out to one of his bandmates, "Brian, please give her a ride to the hospital for me."

“Uh sure thing, Jay.”

“No, Jensen, I want you to take me.” Heather insisted.

“Look, I am sorry about your dad, and I hate that you are going through this, but it’s not gonna happen.”

“Fine!” She stomped away.

Jensen searched the room as he made his way back to the bar. “Hey J.p.” he said, sliding onto the stool beside him “Where’s y/n?”

Jared took a drink of beer with flared nostrils. “She went to see you backstage.”

“Just now?”

“Yep. She came back out and said she saw you with Heather.” Jared snapped.

“Fuck." He sighed "where is she now?”

Jared scoffed. “She left.”

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zarvasace · 2 months ago

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I have been tagged by @batrogers!!

1. How many works on AO3? 241

2. Total AO3 word count? 1.25mil. Almost to my 3rd AO3 anniversary :D (that's around 1,170 words every day for three years, not counting nonpublished words! Proud of that rate, even if it's slowing.)

3. Top 5 fics by kudos:

Status? about Four. I think this one hits the sweet spot for a lot of people: not too long, a bit angsty, but sweet.

so i admit that the mud didn't do much for me, about Hyrule. Actually the first fic I ever posted on this account, it's silly and I'm surprised to see it so high

incandescently happy, a post-LU happy ending. Posted little chapters every day for like a month which kept it in people's feeds so I think that's why it's so high

what is a stump supposed to do, a random Hyrule & Four one, honestly baffled why it's up here

Rise and Shine and Fall, my successful (by that I mean actually wrote and posted every day on schedule) Whumptober 2022 extravaganza compilation. I posted it all in one work, so it's higher than most other whump fics of mine, but there's a lot in it!

4. What fandoms do you write for? Zelda. In the past I wrote a tiny bit of Danny Phantom and a fair amount of FE3H!

5. Do you respond to comments? Always!! I admit to being SO VERY BEHIND right now, a couple months' worth. I'm trying to keep up on new ones, but I've had some beautiful wonderful readers going through my catalog and I can't always keep up!! XD

6. Fic with the angstiest ending: I don't write a lot of negative endings, so I think this badge goes to Counterbalance, my LU Darks AU. I'm actually fully in love with this fic, it's probably the best mix of silly and angsty I've ever written. It's full of what are essentially OCs but they're all my babies and I love them.

7. Fic with the happiest ending: incandescently happy, post-LU. The whole fic is essentially a fix-it ending, though LU doesn't have an ending yet. XD

8. Do you get hate? A couple silly comments trying to tell me I'm doing things wrong, but not really no! Oh, also can't forget the ask I got that was "Remember that Jesus is your first reader." I think that was meant to be passive aggressive but there's a chance it was meant like, genuinely? Not sure.

9. Do you write smut? Nah. And I don't plan to. Not my thing! Closest I get are vampire bites XD

10. Do you write crossovers? I swear I've done more but the only ones on my AO3 are a Vidow fic done in an original world (Nothing New Under the Sun (crystals, dumplings, jewelry)), and Blood-Sucker's Guide to High School, a Vidow retelling of a very fun vampire novel.

11. Ever had a fic stolen? Nope, but I did have one of my Vidow fake fic book covers stolen for someone's fake fiverr listing. Got it taken down with a DMCA but I was like, why

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? Not to my knowledge.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic? Oh plenty. @enrolio and I spent most of 2020-21 lockdowns and beyond cowriting, mostly original stories (1.7mil) but a lot of fic, too (nothing published, but almost 400k worth.) We're currently in the process of working on a big epic original fantasy series, though that's a long-term project. @batrogers and I have done a few alt-POV-type projects too, which have been super duper fun!! Hope to do more.

In that vein too, I feel like the Bad End Links kind of qualify here—so much of the characters and their stories were brainstormed collaboratively and so many friends have contributed details and fics and art, it feels like a fun group project! I've really enjoyed working on it. :D (the encouragement and hype for it also helps a lot!! I'm really hoping to finish this big project out!)

14. All-time favorite ship? Ahhhh a harder question than you'd think, tbh, even if you're limiting it to fic. I've written the most for Vidow, and they're definitely up there (same with Fourdow though I've done less with them.) I do have to admit that Linhardt/Byleth might take the cake, though. They were the first ship I was ever actually obsessed with, and the first romantic pairing I wrote in fic.

I just really adore Linny in general, and I love how the pairing continues and closes off some of the themes in the Crimson Flower route of FE3H. That's the only route where Byleth doesn't become archbishop-slash-dictator, and I think choosing to live life in a small cottage, not particularly contributing too much to the government, builds nicely upon the themes of becoming human and choosing your own destiny, themes that are really missing from the other routes.

15. WIPs you want to finish but doubt you ever will? My old AO3 account (a couple FE3H fics and not much else) has a series where I wrote the beginning of a fic and then had several different endings planned, each a different ship with Linhardt, but I only ever wrote one. I'd love to read the rest but I have too many other fics calling my name!

16. Writing strengths? Um... Volume and speed? Also AUs. I think I can call myself good at fitting characters into new settings. Also fight scenes are fun and I think I do them well.

17. Writing weaknesses? I feel somewhat weak in the plotting and style realms.

18. Thoughts on mixed language dialogue? You can't count on a reader to know not-tagged languages, so that has to be accounted for in the text.

19. First fandom you wrote for? Danny Phantom, in high school or maybe just after. That's late for a lot of fic writers but... there are reasons for that, and a different discussion!!

20. Favorite fic you've ever written? This is an extremely rude question, because I love so many for different reasons. I write things I want to read!! Counterbalance (for the tone) and Blood-Sucker's Guide (for the finished novel plot) are up there but I linked them above, so I'll take the chance to call out a different few—Marvelous Misadventures is way up there, a Wind-focused modern with magic AU. I promise I'm still working on that last chapter (and the epilogue), I just gotta throw everything else aside one month and buckle down. Maybe June, I don't have any fic events planned and 06/23 was the last update. I think some earlier chapters need a refresh as well, once I have the ending written.

I'll also toss White Walls (medwhump, "non consensual body modification: the fic") into this category for how long it is and how proud I am to have finished even a collection this long, and a long walk, a Linked Nexus fic where I did so much math and had so much fun with it. :D

Tagging: @silvrash-797 @toyouhellohowareyou @nopenototdaysatan @skyward-floored :)

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twig-tea · 5 months ago

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GL odds and ends 29 December 2024

The end of the year kicked my ass, but I wanted to get one last one of these out for 2024! The last one before this was 10 November. If you're interested in GL older than that, check out my GL rec list through Feb 2024 and my #gl recs tag for the other odds and ends posts. New series marked with an asterisk*.

Currently airing (with thoughts up to 29 Dec):

The Fragrance You inherit 5/8 (Japanese, Friday/Saturday-ish, no official distribution but fansub on @isaksbestpillow's blog [thank you Siiri!] I have been really enjoying this show and have been writing when I have time (last post was for ep4). At its core this is a gentle show about kind people who love each other doing their best, which is always my favourite thing. Subs are on pause for the moment so you have time to catch up before the finale!

Pluto ep 11/12 (Thai, Saturdays 9:30 AM ET, YouTube) This plot continues to be absolutely wild. There's a lot of discourse around Oom this week, to which I'll just say: Setting a test to see if the people you love will hurt themselves in order to make you feel better is not loving or healthy behaviour, even if your motivations are understandable and sympathetic. Namtan is doing a great job making these twins feel like different people, and she and Film are still gorgeous together. And I have no idea what's up with the messy lesbian sides, but I'm on the side of all of them need a time out! I've been pretty dialed out of this show because it's not my thing, so I'm not that invested in any of the relationships going into the finale, but it's been a wild ride and it seems to be holding together for those who enjoy the high drama of this plot.

*Petrichor ep 5/10 (Thai, Saturdays, 10:00 AM ET, iQIYI) The procedural aspects of this show are unfortunately not well executed, but Engfa and Charlotte have fantastic chemistry. I'm also really loving seeing Na and Max again even though I am very worried about getting too attached to their characters. It's always hard for me when a show is about a police officer trying to do good work in a corrupt system because the only takeaway I can accept is that that is not possible lol but I'm enjoying seeing these two on my screen every week (except this week, because we sadly did not get a new episode today).

*Mate, 6/12 (Thai, Tuesdays, WeTV (uncut version)) This one is hard to describe. It seems to be trying to do for trauma in a GL what Love in the Air and Bed Friend did in BL--show a realistic depiction of trauma in one of their characters and have them fall in love, and be taken care of and healed that way. But that also makes it extremely hard to watch. The trauma flashbacks and trauma responses is rough. The main character is not very likeable but that's kinda the point, I'm not minding that part of it so much. There are a lot of things I like about this show, so I don't want to discourage views. Just go into this one informed, and make the decision that's right for you.

*INTP 1/? (Korean, Fridays (?), YouTube) This is the latest short series from RedQ, who produced some of my favourite GL short series including More than or equal to 75 degrees C, and To the Ex who Hated Me. No info on how long it will be or if it will be weekly, so that Fridays release schedule is a total guess. The setup of this one reminded me of Semantic Error if SangWoo realized he was attracted to JaeYoung at their first group assignment meeting.

Recently Completed:

Apple My Love 6.5 50-min eps (Thai, Oct 12-Nov 16, GagaOOLala and YouTube) I ended up feeling like this one bit off a bit more than it could chew, as much fun as I had with it, it was a wobbly landing. I was ok with the ending at the end but I spent a lot of time watching the finale uncertain about how I felt about all of it. There's a 30 min "episode 5.1" that is an important bridge between episodes 5 and 6 (and also includes a 10-min fingering scene, thank you show) that I think resulted from either poor pacing or realizing they needed to set up the episode better? It was odd but something to make sure not to skip. The show does a lot of what I love about Kongthup's latest BLs: it avoids the worst drama pitfalls and calls them out in the show itself when it uses them, and it is largely about being kind to its characters who are figuring themselves out. Warning for extremely hard to watch secondhand embarrassment in the first couple of episodes lol Kris is such a cringefail lesbian I love her. With the caveats above, if you don't mind secondhand embarrassment and want a comedy GL and are willing to be a little patient with the ending, give this one a try!

The Loyal Pin 16 65-min eps (Thai, Aug 4-Dec 1, YouTube) Anin was the bravest right through to the end. I really liked a lot of this show, but I found the pacing a bit uneven and the finale a little rough. It's hard, because I actually am happy with the way the show ended--it makes perfect sense and was where I was hoping they would get to the entire show. What I didn't like was how we got there. It seemed wild that Pin and Anin didn't at least talk about this possibility before we got there; and didn't feel like we ever resolved the disparity between the two leads, though the show was aware of it the whole time which I did like. And you may have seen the shouting about the prank in the finale, it was in really poor taste. In the end, this show was beautiful, gave a platform for promoting Thai culture (food, clothing, history), and had excellent intimacy. I really enjoyed the slow burn between Anin and Pin, and I loved that every character had and used the agency they had, but that the show was realistic about what was in and outside of their control. If you want a slow-burn and high-heat romance and are willing to be a little frustrated for the sake of the drama, and/or you really like a pigtail-pulling romantic dynamic, you should watch this show.

Red Whisper 8 10-min eps (Korea, Oct 2-Nov 11, YouTube) Honestly this show never got better after what I wrote about it a month ago about how its portrayal of bisexuality and nonmonogamy was upsetting. For the record one last time: Not all bisexuals are nonmonogamous, and entering a monogamous relationship under false pretenses and then acting like your partner is being unreasonable by not wanting an open relationship is shitty behaviour. This one is sadly not recommended.

The Nipple Talk 10 30-min eps (Taiwanese, Nov 8-22, GagaOOLala) I highly recommended the first half, and so I am so sad to say that I can't say the same for the second half of the show. I was really enjoying how much the show seemed to support a mix of monogamy and nonmonogamy, but the second half of the show leaned heavily into 'everyone wants a monogamous relationship when they meet the right person', which disappointed me. The show also tried to introduce some themes that felt very dated in terms of how they handled them (e.g. HIV) and I ended up just not really liking the Pony character as a person by the end. The lesbian relationship was super messy in a way that I did not find fun too. Mama was the best part of this show, and I hope we get more characters like them in future (better) shows!

*Soul Sisters 24 12-min eps (Chinese, iQIYI) This entire show dropped this week so I binged it in one go. The basic setup is a GL version of Meet You At the Blossom, except the gender fuckery lasts for most of the series and they don't actually ever get to kiss. I loved this little show; it is a frenetic, very silly and censored comedy, so calibrate your expectations accordingly. But it walks the line in a way that is palatable (or was for me, anyway). Without giving too much away, it is an open happy ending. The caveats for this one are that there is no wasted tape, so the pacing is rollercoaster fast, and the cuts are sometimes jarring. But it's a surprisingly beautiful show for the budget, and I really appreciated all of the ways they came up with to give these women shippy moments. Also, good lord this main character is so competent, which is a major weakness of mine. I had a great time!

*Whisper Me a Love Song 12 25-min eps (Japanese anime, Apr-27 Dec, HiDive) This started airing in April but there was a delay and the last episode didn't air until yesterday. High school lesbians in a band having embarrassing confused and misunderstood feelings all over the place (with good endings including a kiss for at least one of our couples). I appreciate that this anime is not playing with the 'are they friends who joke about wanting to touch each other's boobs or are they more' line, they outright say they want to be more than friends and then kiss. The music is good too! Recommended if you are feeling like a high school dramedy with good tunes that stays pretty light and is in the 'bubble'.

Recent One-offs, Side Couples, etc.:

My Hot Butch Roommate (actually a 2-parter) aired on bilibili 1, 2) and was subtitled by @douqi7s on YouTube (1, 2) These two are very cute, and this little short does a ton with the very tiny 5 minutes of total runtime it uses. Give the original bilibili uploads a stream so they get views, even if you watch the YT subbed version!

Fufuknows put out a new lesbian short titled The Choices of Two Lesbian Couples in Love on YouTube This was a great short (11 min) film featuring the story of two couples at different stages in their relationship, and the different choices they make about their futures. I really enjoy Fufuknows as queer short filmmakers, and I appreciate that they regularly include lesbian and wlw content in their bi-weekly (as in, every other week) fictional shorts that they produce and release. This one is recommended!

Aim's Lesbian plotline in the new Love Sick 2024 remake concluded (this was not a plotline in the 2014 version and it's one of the changes I really like and that I think works really well) Spoiler: she doesn't get a romance happy ending but her story ends with acceptance from her friends about who she is, which was lovely to watch

There was a brief of-the-week lesbian couple who wanted to marry in Spare Me Your Mercy Spoiler: their story is tragic, which is par for the course in a murder mystery

I am suspecting wlw sides in See Your Love I may end up eating these words but I was getting vibes, and so I'm putting this out in the universe now in hopes I'm right lol

There is a new Korean shorts production company on YouTube called Lovememory (Their first BL ep is out and the GL, First Love, has a trailer)

Mom Ped Sawan started airing but I don't have a source so I can't give any info or links unfortunately. If anyone knows of a subtitled source for this show, please let me know!

My Ex's Wedding came out in Thai theatres waiting for an international source for this too

Korean short film What's In my Bag was uploaded to Matchbox I haven't seen it yet but the trailer is on YouTube if anyone is curious! The film is available now for a small fee on Vimeo (runtime 12 mins).

Sastra film app YouTube channel has several short Cambodian GL series that come out weekly Honestly they are not to my taste but I don't like gatekeeping GL especially from smaller markets. I check in on these time to time and if there are any that I think are great I'll give them a shout-out

Ditto above with JPC media YouTube channel for Thai GL shorts if there are any that stand out to me I'll say so; that being said I haven't had time recently so if I've missed anything good let me know!

Starting soon:

Us the series, Thai, 18 January 2025, most likely YouTube (as this is a GMMTV show) Caveat that this date is a rumour, see comments

Fragrance of the First Flower s2, Taiwanese, 18 February 2025, GagaOOLala ok this isn't that soon but I'm just so excited we're getting this second season after all!

It is so, so nice that we have this much GL to keep track of, I can't complain! This covers a whole month of content and it was a month I was very distracted from my QL consumption so while I always welcome anyone pointing out stuff I missed, I would particularly appreciate it this round.

#gl series #gl recs #gl meta #sapphic media #typed so that i can stop thinking it #kimi no tsugu kaori wa #the fragrance you inherit #pluto the series #intp the series #petrichor the series #mate the series #apple my love #the loyal pin #red whisper #the nipple talk #whisper me a love song #soul sisters the series #my hot butch roommate #soul sisters

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babyangelsky · 5 months ago

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My Favorite Shows of 2024 💖✨

Welcome to Babyangelsky's 2024 Wrap Up! To commemorate my second year of watching QL dramas, and my first year of actually talking on my blog, I've compiled a series of lists to celebrate all the QL things I loved this year!

Please feel free to take my categories and make lists of your own and tag me in them if you do!

💜 All the lists can be found here! 💜

We've arrived at my final list! If you've read all of my lists, some of them, or only this one, thank you! I've really enjoyed looking back and talking about everything I loved this year.

May we receive even more QL blessings in 2025 💖

♡ Love Sea

There are many shows that I loved this year and many favorites among them, but this one is my very favorite. This is my show. I could not begin to tell you how excited I was when we learned that we'd be getting a new FortPeat project and that we were going to get to see them act together again. I love them both so much that I was always going to love this show because of them regardless of what it ended up being.

But what it ended up being was a really damn good show. I don't care what anyone says. It was so much more than just amazing chemistry and love scenes. I was writing about this show weekly. It had me talking about the acting and styling, keeping track of colors, doing scene breakdowns and character analysis, coming up with clown theories, the whole nine.

Love Sea is that girl. For me.

♡ I Saw You in My Dream

This show gave us the softest, sweetest love, mutual horniness, joyous sex, casual affection, supportive parents, and then without even trying, it also healed everyone's religious trauma in the kindest and gentlest way possible. It was wonderful and refreshing and healing to see queer characters have a warm, loving relationship with their faith and have it be something that gave them comfort and that they could share.

Seeing Ai just casually sitting in a cathedral to find some peace meant so much to me. I'm so happy and grateful that this show exists.

♡ Unknown

I want this show injected directly into my veins because, babes, everything about it is like heroin to me. It's not just a favorite of the year, it's a favorite of all time. It's quiet in this intense way that I really enjoy, which is a quality shared by a few other entries on this list. I love when a show can make me feel everything and god, did this make me feel everything.

I've already talked about how phenomenal the acting is in my favorite performances list but it's impossible to praise this show without also talking about the lighting and cinematography and colors and chemistry because it's all beautiful. It's a goddamn masterpiece.

♡ Knock Knock Boys

I genuinely love when a show takes me by surprise. I hadn't even fully decided whether I was going to watch it or not before it aired and I don't quite remember what convinced me to give it a chance, but I'm so glad that I did.

You look at it and think all you're gonna get from it is a fun silly time. And you do get a fun silly time! Then you go a little deeper and you realize what you actually have is a series about learning to communicate within relationships and outside of them, making peace with yourself, navigating love and sex, and figuring out what you really want in life, all tied up in this giant sparkly sex positive bow. It's an absolute gem.

♡ We Are

We Are is the epitome of what I like to call a cotton candy show: it's sweet, fluffy, and fun. There aren't really any stakes, there's not a whole lot going on. It's just a little treat there to give you a good time.

And boy howdy did it air when I needed it most. I had a very, very rough summer and every episode of this show felt like I was getting a hug. It was so cozy and comforting. It was a love letter to friendship and it has my entire heart.

♡ Our Youth

At the time of writing this series still has three episodes left before it ends and even though a lot can go wrong in three episodes, I'm still confident in saying that this is one of my favorite shows of the year. In fact, this may be my favorite Japanese BL. Full stop.

There is just something so...entrancing about it. That quiet intensity I mentioned earlier. I love how it uses silence and light, I love that every piece of dialogue feels like it weighs a thousand pounds, I especially love what Kamimura Kenshin has done and continues to with his portrayal of Haruki. I just love everything about this drama. Everything.

♡ Two Worlds

I was so damn excited for this show from the moment I first saw the pilot. It was one of my most anticipated dramas of the year and not only is it my favorite MaxNat project to date, it was my first time ever writing about colors!

The killer chemistry and truly beautiful love scenes were all but a given and the fantasy element was a trip, but writing about the colors was what really made this for me. The sleeper color demon in my brain (which sneaks in when you attend @respectthepetty Colors College) had me looking at the stitching on clothing and the exact shades used in any given plaid pattern to try and make sense of the random and ever-changing use of colors in this show and I had the time of my life doing it.

♡ Love for Love's Sake

We had this show for a grand total of TWO WEEKS. Isn't that insane?Just two weeks and it gave us these beautiful characters who tore us all open in the best way and left us gasping for air and infinitely glad that this show was made and that we got to watch it. That was my experience, at least.

To me this is a show about learning to heal and to love yourself through loving somebody else. There are as many interpretations of it as there are people who watched it--as it should be--and mine ultimately comes down to this: Myung Ha's best friend loved him so much and wanted so dearly for him to be happy that he created a reality where Myung Ha got the love and sense of belonging that he always deserved, and it was beautiful.

♡ Wandee Goodday

What's even better than being blessed with the gift that is bunny boy Great Sapol? Sex positivity! Condoms! Advocating for sexual health! The bunny boy being the greenest flag in all the land! Ace rep! Ace rep with a happy ending! BL Mother of the Year Cher! The first GMMTV wedding since same sex marriage was legalized in Thailand! Horny gym massages! Therapy! Title Kirati finally being a good boy in a BL!

And on and on and on! In my heart and in my soul, I'm a good time girl and this show was SUCH a good time. It was a delightful little treat from beginning to end.

♡ The Loyal Pin

You know a show is special when just hearing the intro music makes you feel happy and comforted and giddy with anticipation. This is a beautiful show. It feels like the dessert table at a fancy, expensive wedding.

Everything is well done. Everything. The acting and the story are incredible, the cinematography is stunning, the styling is gorgeous, the OST fucks. It's just so damn good from top to bottom that it's become my favorite GL ever. I love it dearly.

♡ My Stand-In

Characters like Ming who are the human embodiment of lead paint and the stories they feature in aren't for everyone, but they sure are for me. Especially when those stories are led by great actors like Up and Poom who can have me in my feelings with the tiniest shift in their expressions.

They had me so in my feelings, in fact, that I arranged my watch schedule so I would always have a fluffy show to decompress with after every episode. It was that intense and if I loved it as much as I did, it was became Up and Poom were that good. I love a sweet love story but I also love a story about people who are DEEPLY deranged about each other.

♡ The On1y One

Even though I did not watch the finale of this show and will not watch it until such time as a second season has been announced, filmed, and is ready to premiere, it was still one of my favorites of the year. I just can't be mad at it.

It had everything that I love. Quiet intensity and great acting and dialogue and EXPRESSIONS and Benjamin Tsang's face and yearning and tiny little moments that live in my mind rent-free. I just wish it was complete because I love these characters so much and want to see them happy.

♡ Century of Love

I was raised on telenovelas. I've been watching them my whole life. So of course I'm always going to have a soft spot for BLs that scratch that lakorn/telenovela itch in my brain and that's exactly what this show did!

It gave us soulmates! Reincarnation! The red string of fate! Magic rocks! Wet dreams after a 124 year dry spell! Questionable CGI! Goddess-approved yaoi! And holding all of it together was Daou and Offroad's phenomenal chemistry. I fucking love this show!

♡ 4 Minutes

There are few things I love more in this BL watching life than letting Dr. Sammon take me on a wild ride, and boy was this a WILD FUCKING RIDE. I didn't come up with a single theory or do anything but cheer Tonkla on the entire time it was airing, I just experienced it.

Every episode was a feast for the eyes, whether it was the acting or the cinematography or the music or, as was usually the case, a stunning combination of all those things. We had to wait so long for this one and even though I wish it was longer, it was entirely worth the wait.

♡ See Your Love

Another one that has yet to finish airing but that's so lovely in every way that it has already found itself among the ranks of my favorite Taiwanese BLs ever. No surprise considering the team that made it also made another one of my faves.

And it really is lovely, unhinged assassination attempts and all. The love between the mains is a phenomenal combination of healing and horny and the story gives its characters--especially its deaf protagonist--so much humanity and treats them with care and respect. Not to mention that it features some of the best BL parents I've ever seen.

♡ High School Frenemy

When I tell you I was so prepared for this to be a series that I ended up dropping after a few weeks. The only reason I even watched it initially was for Mark Pakin and then something happened and I ended up liveblogging all sixteen episodes and loving it so incandescently that it became one of my favorite shows of the year.

And it was alllll because of Sky and Nani and that phenomenal chemistry that came out of nowhere and hit me--and all of us--with a steel chair. Watching Saint and Shin say the most UNHINGED ROMANTIC SHIT TO EACH OTHER was truly one of the highlights of my year. The character writing was great, the acting was great, the friendships were top tier. Truly the biggest surprise of 2024.

If the "more than friends less than lovers" shirt was a show, it would be this show.

♡ Sugar Dog Life

What a darling little treat of a show. It's so cozy and comfy and sweet. I'm always going to be a sucker for "food as a love language" shows and I enjoyed watching these two fall in love over meals so much.

As an aside, I spent almost the entire time slightly tormented because I couldn't figure out who Tanaka Koki reminded me of but I'm very happy to say that I figured it out: Sea Dechchart.

♡ Jack and Joker

For me, it's impossible not to love something that was so clearly made with all the passion, joy, and love in the world and that is exactly the energy that Yin and War brought to this project and I adored it.

This show made me feel the entire spectrum of human emotion every single week. I was never not excited for the next episode, even when it made me sad. It was fun and chaotic and beautiful to look at and I'm so happy that it exists.

♡ First Note of Love

This series is just...so gentle. Even though loss is a central theme in the story, it's never portrayed in a looming, haunting way. Matt's presence is always felt but in a way that's very human and beautiful.

At its core, this story is about all the ways love and grief are intertwined and giving yourself a second chance and letting love back in and allowing yourself to feel and I love it so dearly. So dearly.

♡ Dead Friend Forever

This is the show that finally got me to talk on my blog. I had such a great time being a clown and coming up with theories and reading other people's theories and spending entirely too much time looking at the minute details of that creepy damn mask.

It was a wild ride from start to finish and I enjoyed every minute of it. And it gave me TaBarcode, which was a gift I will cherish always even if thinking about them makes me want to listen to Rollin' in the Deep by Adele.

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604to647 · 1 year ago

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Fics that Live in My Mind, Rent Free (Pedro's Version) - Part 1

Happy NYE! 🥳🥳

I read so many wonderful, hot, gut-wrenching, unforgettable, inspiring Pedro Pascal character fanfics... and I haven't been reblogging them 🫣 (it's me, hi, I'm the problem it's me). Don't hate me please - reblogging gives me so much anxiety, and I'm not even sure I could articulate why if I tried - and I see a lot of the discussion/discourse/posts re: reblogging and I truly understand all perspectives although it just seems to elevate my nerves about even more.

However, I understand the impact and moreover, I want to do it for the writers that bring me so much joy and inspiration, so I endeavour to try. I want to make it clear that this is a personal hang up of mine, and I have 100% absolutely no comments on how anyone else engages here; reblog/comment/like or don’t per your own preferences and you have nothing but love from me 😘

So it will be a 2024 personal goal of mine to be less shy about reblogging, but while I work up my courage/practice, I wanted to go back and compile a list of some of my fave Pedro boy fics; I think of each and every one of these fics often and have revisited them all (i.e. Exactly the fics I should have reblogged when I read them). I went deep in my likes so some of these fics are quite old; you may have already read them all! If you have or haven’t, I hope you love them as much as I do!

Din Djarin (The Mandalorian, GOAT)

Boxer!Din AU by @djarinsbeskar (Boxer and his masseuse, who relaxes him in more ways than one. I've mentioned before that this is the first Modern Din AU I ever read and it's cemented itself as one of the best. Making Safest with You Din an ex-boxer is my humble homage.)

Freu(Din)an Slip by @saradika (Is there space porn in the SW universe? Yes.)

Bare by @charnelhouse (part of an AU between Din and bounty hunter!reader; other favourite instalments include Come and Conquer and Din's Ex)

A Bond to My Soul by @whiskeynwriting (King!Din and reader, with a battle just outside the doors)

Mine also by @whiskeynwriting (Jealous Din, no need to say more)

Beloved series by @groguspicklejar (Din falls in love with Cyare; mind the tags - the writing is rich and the emotions deep)

Courting by @writerlyhabits (another Mandalorian tries to court you and Din's having none of that)

Hold me down by @starlightmornings (Din as your weighted blanket)

Be Mine by @spacecowboyhotch (Glove kink)

Save a Speeder, Ride a Mando by @sprout-fics (I love fics where Din is jealous of Cobb)

Helping Hand and Did you miss me? by @mellowswriting (Din smut and fluff; they're in love, okay?)

Fix you by @roguetonorth (Comforting Din)

Rough Day by @no-droids (I think everyone knows about this fic; Sweet Girl!Reader holds a special place in my heart)

Take me to Church by @frannyzooey (Western AU; seriously one of the hottest and most romantic series I've ever read. I cried several times 🥹)

Flowers & Sex by @221bshrlocked (Din and innocent!Reader)

Show me by @moralesispunk (A bounty gets mouthy)

Patience by @oscarseyebrow (Starts with cockwarming)

Close Quarters by @absurdthirst (One bed/bunk)

Reunion by @heybluechild (Breaking in the N1)

Significant by @softlyspector (Din calls Reader "Riduur"; I love, love, love Mando fics with lots of Mando'a; so much care is always taken by the writers to translate and weave the words into the story)

Din takes out his frustrations by @ourautumn86

Javier Pena (Narcos)

Burn for Me by @theshireisburning-so-mordoritis (Reader teases Javi; it backfires)

Use me by @toomanystoriessolittletime (Javi is frustrated)

Needy by @wheresarizona (Reader is going to be late for work 🤭)

Reader brings Javi dinner at work by @forthetears

Joel Miller (TLOU)

Bad Girl by @seventeenpins (The first in a hot stepdad!Joel Miller series)

The Boss' Bunny by @talaok (The first in a series about QZ criminal boss Joel and his insatiable bunny)

Help! I'm Stuck! by @nosesitter (Oof! Father-in-law!Joel Miller and his OF daughter-in-law; 2 in the series so far)

Stripped by @thot-of-khonshu (Mr. Miller goes to a strip club)

Stay in Bed series by @psychedelic-ink (Neighbour Joel, pre-outbreak)

A Man Like Him by @valerinaswriting (No one should question Joel's abilities)

Mine by @toomanystoriessolittletime (Reader wears Joel's shirt on accident)

You Are My Cinema by @itgetsdark-x (Camgirl!Reader)

An Afternoon with Your Dad's Best Friend by @elvinaa (I mean, it's in title 🤭; I actually always secretly wish for a sequel to this one)

Come and get your love by @sunflowersteves (Sunshine!Reader)

Francisco "Catfish" Morales (Triple Frontier)

Kinktober 2022 - Erotic Photos by @moralesispunk (Reader gifts Frankie a Polaroid camera)

Thirds by @haylzcyon (Reader visits new boyfriend Frankie at work)

Grass is Greener by @haylzcyon (Frankie mows the lawn)

Kinktober 2022 - Overstimulation by @flightlessangelwings-updates (This was my introduction to pussy eating king Frankie)

Cabin in the woods by @guess-my-next-obsession (The cabin is spooky but Frankie is there to take care of Reader)

Double Feature (and all of the Box Set Universe) by @frannyzooey (Frankie and Reader love movies)

Pero Tovar (The Great Wall)

Little Red's Shadow by @littlemisspascal (Werewolf!Pero 🥹)

In my dreams by @toomanystoriessolittletime (Princess falls for a mercenary)

Tim Rockford (Merge Mansion, all 48 seconds)

A Sight for Sore Eyes and Sir by @ozarkthedog (Semi-public sex)

Anything you say can and will be held against you by @jksprincess10 (Workplace rivals)

An Important Appointment by @boliv-jenta (Sex worker!Reader)

Marcus Moreno (We Can Be Heroes)

A present by @radiowallet (Lingerie prompt; Cat writes some of the best Marcus Moreno fics on here imho. This one is my personal fave)

First Date by @absurdthirst (Workplace FWB)

The Date by @wardenparker (Professor!Marcus but also Marcus on a motorcycle)

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raffa-taff · 6 months ago

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do you have any alphonse fic recs?? I'm literally starving for any fanfictions that recognize the complex character he is and dont sideline him. please.

Hell yeah brother I got recs

Sorry for the wait!

These are just some fics I enjoyed reading (or from what I remember anyways), most of these are angst or some kind of hurt/comfort and please mind the tags🙏 I don’t think any of these recs have super heavy material (again from what I can remember but still). I’ve highlighted my faves in orange (hope that doesn’t cause readability issues) this will also probably be a long post sorry!

Most of thornbacks fics are pretty good in terms of how Alphonse is written, I don’t think they’ve done any fics centred on only Alphonse but every time I read a thornback fic I like how Alphonse is written in them, and in most of their fics Alphonse and his feelings are never really forgotten which I appreciate.

“Simple things” by PrinRue over on fanfic.net (I love this one so much, it’s still going atm too!. It’s not solely Alphonse focused but it does have like Alphonse focused chapters if that makes sense and I love them so so much and there’s a lot of great writing for Ed, winry and even pinako which is always great, it’s my fave fma fic atm)

“Close your eyes I’ll be here in the morning” by alphonselrics ( I read this one a while ago so I can’t remember much of this fic aside of bits and pieces here and there but I remember getting so excited every time I saw it had updated and that I enjoyed reading it a lot. Fic focused on als recovery. )

“You don’t have to go through this alone” by September bugs ( another post promised day Alphonse fic, with some parental riza and Roy thrown in. Mostly about Al struggling with his body and being overwhelmed by his regained senses, sweet ending :] )

All of the fics in “Alphonse elrics guide on how to spend your sleepless nights” by c_c_cherry (I always find myself going back to read this series every once in a while, the second one with riza is my fave)

“Musicology” by DeadlyGlacier ( just a really sweet Alphonse and winry fic )

“Of hospitals and health” by ReminiscentRevelry (post promised day fic with Al and Roy talking in the hospital )

“50 ways to explain a suit of armour” by kastaborous ( I remember finding this one pretty funny and an enjoyable read, there’s also an Edward variant by the same person I’m p sure)

“You can do that?” By waddlesthejoghog (gay Alphonse Elric, need I say more?)

“I fell in your arms tonite” by LAON (Elric brothers Ough💔)

“The fullmetal alchemists” by RoboticRainboots (not exactly only Alphonse focused but Ough Elric brothers again)

“Sherman, the rock” by Bookwrm389 (Alphonse being silly, I love him, and Elric brother banter. Mostly a humorous fic)

“Little wonders” by ADreamingSongbird (nice Alphonse and winry fic)

“You’re the only song I want to hear” by ADreamingSongbird (amazing fic, really, really good. Delves into how Alphonse feels just after being transmuted and does it really well in my opinion. I remember reading this one for the first time and going back to re-read sections because they were so good to me. Makes you feel really sad for Alphonse and the horrible things he must’ve been going through post transmutation and actually made my chest hurt those first couple times reading it, honestly can’t recommend it enough, if you read any fics from this list please let it be this one. Very sad but with a little nice moment with Alphonse and winry at the end)

“What” by bees cheese (silly fic from an outside perspective of someone listening to Ed and als convo)

“Life where we all are” by elkatt (hughes and Alphonse 💔)

“Dignity” by FollowerOfMercy (lovely fic, really, really like it, has some angst and takes place in the early days post-transmutation. Alphonse trying to regain a sense of humanity💔 and moments between him and pinako, my fave)

“Camping and cussing” by wakingnightmares ( silly sibling banter that makes me smile)

“Chasm” by AnEquivalentExchange (takes place after the scar fight)

“Touch” by TwitchySmurph (little fic taking place a bit after the transmutation)

“The old tomorrow doesn’t exist anymore” by Alphonsevebop (long fic with an interesting plot, focuses on Ed and winry too but I remember liking how Alphonse was written and being excited for updates)

“His little brother” by plateofpie (very sweet and I remember liking the premise of this one, feels realistic too, which I liked)

“An armoured cage” by plateofpie (really liked this one but I felt so bad for Alphonse gah💔 love reading fics about how people react to Alphonse and what he looks like in the armour. He’s still so young too and I feel like he’s written really well here, Alphonse oughhh💔 takes place during canon and focuses on the kind of attention Alphonse would probably get due to his armour and how he feels about it)

“What makes a human” by Emmmmy ( focus on Roy and Alphonse. Really like how Alphonse is written in this one, he really feels his age and the back and forth with mustang is so enjoyable to read imo)

And that’s all!

I apologise if this was too long but I wanted to make sure that I had some good picks for you since Al-centred fics can be hard to find, these are just some of my faves, I think I might have more actually but I can’t remember. I also apologise for some of the rambles next to the fics too but some of them are so good I just have to and I felt it might be a good idea to give a basic rundown of some of the fics anyways. Okay byeee! :]

#fma #fmab #alphonse elric #fullmetal alchemist #fma alphonse #fullmetal alchemist brotherhood #fanfic #fic rec #answered asks #long post #rambles #text post

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The Feature XXVII // Benedict Cumberbatch x Reader

Series Overview | Previous Part | First Part

Chapter Summary: (Female Reader) I have no summary lol. But if it helps, I listened to nothing but Caribbean Blue by Enya, and Daydream by Gunter Kallmann Choir while writing this chapter x

Chapter Word Count: 4.6K

Chapter Warnings: Strong language, adult and sexual themes, smut incl: oral & penetrative sex, discussions of large age gaps & age gap relationships. Readers must be 18+

A/N: Since the beginning of this fic, I've kept Quinn's age ambiguous and open to interpretation. This was done intentionally in order to allow readers of any (legal and consenting) age to identify with her as the main character if they wished to. However, in this chapter I do clarify her 'canon age', which is early thirties. I'm sorry in advance if this doesn't align with how you've pictured her.

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The days had melted into one long, golden stretch, unfurling lazily, one after the other, as though life beyond the property line had paused in your absence. You’d been living in a timeless paradise of warm skin and open windows, quiet days and close, passionate nights. Ben had kept good on his promise, giving every spare moment he could to making you glad you came. But you’d learned to relish the moments in between too; the solitude and the respite, the time each day offered like a gift, to relax, to write, to bathe in silence and bask in the stillness of the warm California air.

You woke to the sound of shuffling across the room, the clunk of a drawer and the faint hiss of a zipper. You stirred beneath the linen sheets, feeling the delicious ache in your limbs from the night before, an empty space beside you where Ben should have been. You lifted your head, squinting in the morning light to find him dressing quietly.

He glanced over at you, his voice still rough from sleep as it rumbled across the bedroom. “Sorry, darling, I didn’t mean to wake you.”

You stretched lazily, the sheets slipping down your body. “Where are you going?”

“Press junket day,” he replied, sitting down to put his shoes on.

“Mm, a whole day being asked the same five questions over and over again. Sounds fun.”

He chuckled under his breath. “You said it, not me.”

You sat up further on your elbows, making no effort to cover your bare chest, your hair like a messy halo around your head. “What time will you be back?”

“I’m not sure, probably this evening.” He stood up, adjusting the waistband of his trousers as he spoke. “I’m going to try and get back as early as I can but these things always end up running late.”

“Oh, don’t worry about me. I have a wonderful day planned.”

“You do?”

“Mhm.” You inhaled a deep, cleansing breath and sank back down into the pillows with a smile. “I’m going to write on the balcony, eat something nice, maybe have a nap, go for a swim...”

He smirked as he made his way over to you. “You know it quite suits you, being a lady of leisure.”

“I’m making the most of it before I have to go back to real life.”

“This is real life,” he said softly, resting a knee on the bed and leaning over to kiss you. “I’ll see you tonight.”

You returned his kiss, your faces lingering closely for just a moment before he retreated, grabbing his phone and wristwatch off the bedside table and disappearing out of the room.

The morning unfolded slowly, warmly. You lazed in bed for a while after Ben left, scrolling on your phone as the air-con system quietly hummed throughout the house. It had become a comfort; the calming white noise taking the edge off the silence, a gentle indoor breeze greeting you at the beginning of each day.

When you finally got up, you took your time in the bathroom; showering and brushing your teeth, putting on skincare, SPF, perfume - just because. You dressed in a loose t-shirt and cotton shorts, humming to yourself as you wandered barefoot through the house, lazily making your way down to the kitchen.

Someone had been there, you could tell because the dishes were done, the counters cleared and the fridge restocked with fresh produce and prepped meals. You may have been a few days into your stay, but you still found it unsettling; the idea of a housekeeper or someone from Ben’s team letting themselves in, going about their duties and leaving again without ever crossing your path.

A light breeze danced through an open window, with scents of dry earth, tuberose and jasmine rolling in from the hills, and on the counter, a large glass cafetiere added the rich, familiar fragrance of freshly brewed coffee. You wished you could bottle it; the smells, the sounds, the way the floor felt beneath your bare feet. It was all so idyllic, a peacefulness you weren’t sure you would ever feel again.

You poured a coffee over ice, grabbed a prepackaged fruit salad from the fridge and returned upstairs, settling onto the sun-drenched balcony where you’d spent the majority of your days. The cushions of the outdoor sofa seemed to mould around you, like they remembered your shape. You sank into them with a happy sigh, laptop perched on your thighs as you took in the view for a moment before lifting the screen and beginning to write.

You finished editing your op-ed, letting out an excited little squeak as you finally sent it off. You’d been proud of the feature you wrote on Ben; the way you crafted the piece, swayed opinion with subtle descriptors and carefully placed metaphor, how you wove his words with yours so seamlessly that they flowed like the ink they’d been printed with. But this was another beast entirely. This was yours - your thoughts, your feelings, your opinions - this was a piece of you, and it was going to be out there, in the glossy pages of one of the biggest magazines in the world.

You stretched your arms above your head, letting the anxious energy evaporate from your fingertips. Then you reached for your phone, opening the camera to take a few photos; some of the view, some of yourself, smiling and sunkissed, blissfully happy. You clicked on Instagram, already thinking of a witty caption when you remembered you were supposed to be in mourning, and a grinning selfie wouldn’t exactly sell the ‘dying grandmother’ story.

Then you saw it. The ring on Lacey’s hand, Nick’s relieved smile, her teary eyes. ‘Obviously, yes,’ the caption beneath the picture read. And your mouth immediately fell open with joy. You swiped your thumb through the carousel of photos, each one as adorable and exciting as the last. They were in the middle of a plush, green meadow, surrounded by long grass and wildflowers, a backpack still on Lacey’s shoulders from their hike. You zoomed in on the ring and couldn’t help but feel proud that he’d taken your advice; a pale green stone set in delicate yellow gold with filigree detail. It was perfect.

About time! you wrote, laughing when Lacey almost immediately liked your comment.

For the next few hours, you seemed to float around the house; exploring the open grounds and sunlit rooms, grazing on snacks from the kitchen and humming to yourself as you went. You tried playing the piano that stood in the entrance hall, tinkering a tune from lessons you took as a child and wishing you’d never given up. By the time you found your way back to the balcony, the late afternoon sun had slanted across the hills, glittering over the surface of the pool and turning everything a warm, golden hue.

Maybe it was the house, the heat, the solitude. Maybe it was Nick and Lacey’s engagement, or the feeling of everything being so perfect with Ben. Whatever it was, you found yourself returning to your laptop, opening an empty document and beginning to write something new.

There’s something strange about falling in love when you’re old enough to know better. Embarrassing, even. Like showing up to a party three hours late, tipsy, holding a bottle no one asked you to bring. You look around and realise everyone else already knows the cues, the rules and the norms. They know when to lean in, when to pull away, how to talk with just their eyes, and leave on time for the next big event. They’re not hiding around corners to avoid conversation, dragging someone they just met upstairs because sex is easier than talking. They’re not letting someone feel them up for a better seat at a nicer table, or pushing people away for being ‘too nice’. That’s when it finally hits you, that you should be like them by now. You should be weathered and slick and unimpressed. But somehow, you’re brand new.

I used to think of love as a scam. Like some multi-level-marketing-scheme that we only joined once we’d fallen for the false promises of someone higher up the pyramid. Love was for the idealistic, for the smooth-skinned, the unsullied, for the people who didn’t yet know it came with a possibility of failure. Then once they’d done it, once they’d been maimed and scarred and lost the investments they were promised a return on, they would just go back again. Because now they had nothing to lose.

There was never a reason for me to think that way, to doubt or be skeptical of love like I was. But for some reason, in those smooth-skinned, unsullied years, I rejected it completely.

Now here I am, late to the party. Embarrassed. Tipsy. Stumbling around clueless while he patiently holds my hand. He’s been here before, he knows the cues and the rules and the norms. And I find myself glad, somehow, that I didn’t turn up on time. Because he might not have been here then.

You’d been typing for so long that your wrists were beginning to ache, your eyes itchy from staring at the laptop screen. You closed it gently, blinking a few times as you gazed out upon a darker landscape, the sun settling below the horizon as the sky clung to the last drops of light.

You stood up to stretch, rolling your shoulders and curving your back with a soft groan. The pool was still glittering in the dim evening light, the water so still besides the occasional ripple of a breeze across its surface. It was irresistible, the mere sight of it making your skin feel warmer, your clothes less comfortable as they clung to you with sweat.

You changed into a bikini and made your way downstairs, sliding open the door of the sun room that led to the patio. You walked across the grass and sat on the edge of the pool, lowering yourself into the water with quick, shallow breaths. It was cold, instantly washing away the last of the day’s heat and replacing it with shivers, your teeth chattering as you submerged yourself slowly.

But it didn’t take long for you to get used to it, your muscles eventually relaxing beneath the soothing, cool water. You swam lazy laps back and forth, listening to the sounds of wildlife beyond the property’s edge, crickets chirping and leaves rustling in the breeze.

The sky had turned a deep, bruised blue, peppered with stars and a huge full moon. You were floating on your back, staring up at it in awe, when the faint sound of tyres crunching on gravel caught your attention.

You swam to the edge of the pool, listening to the distant rumble of a car engine, followed shortly by silence once again. You rested your chin on folded arms, waiting, wondering if it was him, or yet another invisible employee stopping by to water the plants or fold the laundry.

After a minute or two, you saw a light turn on in the kitchen, Ben’s silhouette passing by the window. You smiled and lifted yourself from the pool, wrapping yourself in a towel and hurrying across the grass. You slid the patio door closed behind you, jumping in fright when you turned to find him standing in the doorway on the other side of the room.

“Fucking hell,” you said breathlessly.

“Sorry, I was shouting for you, I didn’t realise you were outside.”

You tilted your head slightly as you looked at him. He seemed worn out, tired, highly strung, raking his hand through his hair every few seconds like he didn’t know what else to do with it.

“You okay?” you asked.

“Yeah, long day,” he said with a sigh before eyeing you up and down. “Were you swimming?”

“Mhm.”

“Wasn’t it freezing?”

“It was,” you began, walking across the room to meet him. “But it was okay once I got used to it.”

He gave a hum as you came together, his arms instinctively wrapping around your waist. “I’m sorry I missed it. Would’ve been nice to have a moonlit swim together.”

“We could go back out, if you want to?” you replied with a teasing smile.

He exhaled a soft laugh through his nose, looking down at you like you already knew the answer.

“Are you tired?” you asked, draping your arms around his shoulders.

“Not tired, just… Drained. The room they put me in was so hot, and all the lighting and equipment just made it even worse. My throat hurts from talking so much, I don’t even know if I was making sense in those last few interviews.” He tightened his grip on you. “And the whole time, I was just thinking about how I had you here waiting for me. It was torture.”

You rose onto your toes to kiss him, your lips pressing softly against his. He sighed into it, shoulders relaxing beneath your touch.

“Poor baby,” you muttered, stroking your fingers lightly up the back of his neck into his hair. “I could cheer you up.”

He raised a brow, ever so slightly, but his eyes remained tired. “Could you?”

“Mhm…” You kissed him again, deeper this time, running your palms down from his shoulders to his chest. “Sit down.”

He let you guide him towards the couch, his gaze never leaving you as he dropped down onto it. You stood for a moment between his parted thighs, smiling as you watched him close his eyes and let his head fall back, his breathing coming easier now you were here with him.

You leaned forward, pressing a kiss to the corner of his mouth, then his jaw, then down the side of his neck. He smelled earthy and masculine, like warm skin, salt and musk. It was a scent you were sure you could pick out in a crowd; so uniquely him, and completely intoxicating. His hands found your hips, thumbs brushing against your waist as his fingers splayed over the damp material of your towel.

“Just relax,” you whispered, gently pulling away from him.

He watched you from beneath a heavy brow, his gaze steady yet curious. You stepped back slightly, letting your towel fall to the floor with a smile and a joking wiggle of your hips. He exhaled a quick, silent laugh, though it only took a moment for his expression to darken again, his throat bobbing, eyes wandering over your bikini-clad body as his fingers flexed at his sides. He wanted to touch you, and you loved that he was holding back the urge.

You lowered yourself to your knees between his legs, your hands trailing up the inside of his thighs, feeling him tense beneath your touch as you parted them wider.

“Quinn…” he murmured, his voice so soft it almost sounded like a plea.

You shushed him and leaned forward, snaking your hand further up until you were at his crotch, pressing your palm against the hardening bulge beneath his trousers. “This is what I’m here for,” you whispered with a subtle smirk.

He lost his composure for a split second, his eyes rolling, a sigh escaping him as he slid a hand into your hair. But he kept his touch gentle, tucking the wet strands behind your ear with his fingers.

You unzipped him, dragging his trousers and underwear down just enough to release him from their confines. Another deep exhale left him as his erection sprung free, standing firm and ready against his stomach. You moved slowly, unable to resist teasing him first. Your eyes stayed on him, watching his jaw clench, pulsating in tandem with every brush of your fingers.

And just as he was about to speak, maybe even beg, you gripped the base of his cock and dragged your tongue from root to tip. His grasp of your hair tightened in response, his other hand clutching the material of the couch at his side. You parted your lips and slid him into your mouth, revelling in the deep, throaty sound he made, how his head fell back again.

You moved in a steady rhythm, teasing with your tongue and taking as much of him into your mouth as you could. By now, you knew exactly how he liked it; how fast, how deep, where to put your hands, the perfect moments to look up at him through your lashes. It didn’t take long for his breathing to grow heavier, for his hands to begin guiding your head, your name falling in soft murmurs from his lips.

He was getting close, you could feel it in the way his body tensed beneath you, how quiet he suddenly became. But instead of giving in to it, he made you stop, tightening his fists in your hair and pulling you away.

“Up,” he whispered, his voice rough and commanding. “Come here.”

You rose to your feet almost immediately, letting him guide you onto his lap with your knees bracketing his thighs. He swept his thumb along your bottom lip, gazing at your mouth in admiration, while his other hand slid up to the back of your neck, holding you in place with your face close to his.

He rolled his hips beneath you, like a silent demand, and you reached down immediately to move your bikini bottoms aside. You guided the head of his cock along the seam of your pussy as his hands found your waist, fingertips pressing into your skin to ease you down onto him. A low groan rumbled in his chest as he filled you, and you instinctively began to rock against him in search of rhythm.

But his grip on you tightened immediately. “Slow,” he whispered against your lips, his voice deep yet tender. “Slow.”

You let out a heavy breath, following his lead and settling into a slow, sensual grind. His hands continued to guide your hips, maintaining your pace, as his lips found your neck, trailing hot, hungry kisses across your skin.

“That’s it,” he muttered. “Just like that.”

You closed your eyes, gasping as the friction of each slow, deliberate giration sent waves of pleasure rippling through you. While the sound of his gentle praise brought them crashing down deep in your belly. You whimpered, pressing your forehead against his, your movements growing needier, but his hands held you steady.

“No rushing,” he whispered. “I want to feel you.”

You did exactly as he asked, fighting against the urge to seek out pleasure and instead letting it find you, allowing it to wash over you with every deep stroke and dark utterance of his voice. Your fingers curled into the back of his hair, gripping him tighter with every slow, measured rock of your hips, the couch creaking slightly beneath the weight of your bodies.

He shifted slightly, the new angle allowing him to sink deeper inside you, hitting the spots that made your laboured breaths catch on quiet, desperate moans. You kept moving, your hips rolling like liquid as he kept his hold on you, maintaining your pace, encouraging you to take it slow.

“Look at me,” he murmured, his voice rough and serrated as he brought a hand up to your jaw, encouraging you to lift your head.

Everything seemed to disappear beyond the point your eyes met, like the whole world existed solely inside his dark, heavy-lidded gaze. You moaned softly as you leaned into the push and pull of his hands, the smooth, deep slide, relinquishing yourself to him completely, never daring to look away.

His chest was heaving, throat rumbling with groans so low they were leaving him in quiet growls. You brought your lips to his, letting the sounds pour into your mouth as he kissed you slowly, deeply, his tongue sweeping over yours in time with the rhythm and roll of your hips. The feeling of him inside you was sublime; fullness and friction, pressure and electricity. Sparks were kindling deep in your belly, while familiar surges of tingling heat coursed through your body.

“Fuck,” he hissed, as though he could feel it all too.

You whimpered in response, your body moving entirely on instinct, chasing your orgasm as it began to swell in your core. But still, he refused to speed up, his hands remaining firm as they guided you, angling you just right until a bolt of pleasure drew a heavy, unexpected moan from your throat.

“That’s it,” he whispered.

Your climax unfurled slowly, like a deep, powerful rumble of thunder. It made you stop breathing, every muscle in your body contracting at once, pulling inwards to the place where the lightning had struck. You dug your fingers into the backs of his shoulders, eyes closed, hips slowing to a stop as your limbs began to shake.

A silky groan poured out of him as your whole weight settled into his lap, taking him as deep as your body would allow, squeezing and gripping him with each new surge of pleasure. He held you there as he came; head falling back, teeth clenched, fingernails leaving grooves in your flesh. You forced yourself to look at him, taking his face in your hands and leaning forward to kiss him between hot, gasping breaths.

“I love you,” you whispered into his open mouth, immediately feeling his lips curl into a smile.

“You better,” he muttered softly.

You giggled, before melting into a calmer, gentler kiss. “I can’t feel my legs.”

“Eh, you don’t need them.”

You were sitting on a stool at the kitchen island, still in your bikini, a plush throw from the sunroom couch draped around your shoulders. The lighting was warm and ambient, the room glowing gently as the windows framed a pitch black sky.

Ben was rummaging through the fridge, the tension he’d arrived home with now gone, replaced with loose posture and relaxed shoulders, a natural smile as he told you about his day. The funny interactions and questions he actually enjoyed answering, the times he was told off for swearing too much and the person who got so nervous they wasted their entire five minutes awkwardly shuffling through cue cards.

“There was one guy,” he said, half-laughing as he emerged from the fridge with a container of strawberries. “Who did a quiz. And he was asking the whole cast the same questions to see who got the most right.”

You smirked. “So naturally you just had to win.”

“Of course.”

You laughed, watching as he took a bite of a strawberry, chewing on it as he continued to speak.

“Every answer had to include the word strange,” he mumbled. “Y’know, because Doctor Strange.”

“Mhm.”

“Some of them, I don’t know how he was expecting anyone to know the answer. One was something like… ‘name the 1960-something controversial sci-fi novel by Robert… Something or other…”

“Heinlein? Stranger in Strange Land?”

His eyes darted across the island towards you, another strawberry halfway into his mouth. “Oh, alright, fucking Einstein.”

You laughed, unable to disguise your smugness. “Don’t tell me you’re threatened by a clever woman?”

The corner of his mouth curled in amusement. “Not at all. You just don’t strike me as the type to enjoy 1960’s science fiction.”

“I’m not. They said it was banned back when it came out for being full of sex and orgies, so obviously I had to read it. Turns out it’s just boring and really fucking misogynistic.”

He exhaled a laugh. “There was a play I studied in uni… God, what was it called?” He pinched the bridge of his nose in thought before grabbing his phone off the counter. “I’ll have to look it up.”

You watched him tap and swipe across the screen, squinting as he looked down at it before letting out a huff.

“I need my glasses,” he said. “I can’t see a fucking thing.”

You giggled, tilting your head as you looked at him. “You’re such an old man.”

He gave a playful glare, his voice low and dramatic. “Watch it.”

You smirked, reaching across the island to pluck a strawberry from the container and settling back on your stool to eat it.

He pulled a pair of reading glasses from his back pocket, slipping them on before resting his elbows on the counter, phone in hand. But after a moment of quiet, he turned his head towards you, eyeing you with interest.

“Do you really think I’m old?” he asked.

You met his gaze, assessing his tone; casual yet curious, not offended, but wondering, like the question had crossed his mind before.

“Older than me,” you replied.

“Does it bother you?”

There was a seriousness to his voice now. But it was still soft, open, welcoming of whatever your answer may be.

“That you’re older than me?” you asked.

“That I’m… a lot older than you…”

“Well it’s not that much…”

“It’s thirteen years.”

You paused, drawing in a deep breath through your nose and shrugging slowly. “You know my parents have the same age gap… I told you that, right?”

“They do?”

“Yes. Exactly the same. They were actually a few years older than we are now when they had me.”

He seemed to disappear inside himself for a moment, thinking, before coming back to you with an inquisitive look. “So your dad was… an older dad, then?”

“Mhm.”

“Did it ever bother you? You never felt like you missed out in any way?”

You felt a flicker of understanding, like it was suddenly obvious where his apprehension lay. You’d left the door to having children ajar; a future he’d made clear he wanted but didn’t need. And if you were to ever step through that door with him, he would be in his late forties, perhaps older.

“I never felt like I missed out,” you replied earnestly. “He was just as active and present and involved as any other dad. Maybe even more so because they’d already lost pregnancies before I came along.” You shook your head. “And if they could have, I’m sure they’d have had more kids after me too.”

He smiled.

“He ran in the dads’ race every sports day, played dolls and make-believe with me, never moaned or groaned or said he was too tired for anything,” you said. “Worshipped the ground my mum walked on - still does - which is probably why I have such impossible standards for men.” You laughed.

He laughed too. “Well, if I ever become a parent, I’d hope to be just like him.”

“You will be.”

“Will be…?” He raised an eyebrow teasingly.

“Would be,” you corrected, rolling your eyes. “Then again, with the amount of sex we’ve had over the past few days, it wouldn’t surprise me if my implant just gave out from sheer exhaustion.”

He chuckled, his face creasing with warmth and amusement. “Well, we’re flying to New York tomorrow night so it’ll get somewhat of a break.”

“Oh no I wasn’t complaining. I’ll take all the sex I can get, y’know, before you get too old and your dick stops working.”

He dropped his head, letting out a shocked breath, a sound somewhere between a laugh and a growl. “Right, I’ve had enough of you now.”

You giggled as you watched him push off the counter, turning on his heels to leave.

“Where are you going?”

“It’s past my bedtime,” he replied sarcastically.

“Do you need some help getting up the stairs?”

He turned back around with a deadpan look. “No, but keep talking and I might fake a fall just to get away from you.”

You snorted out a laugh, reaching over the counter for another strawberry, glancing over at him as you bit into it.

He was standing in the space where the kitchen met the hall, his arm resting above his head on the frame of the archway. “Come to bed, smartarse.”

You smirked, hopping off your stool and wrapping the throw tighter around you like a cloak. “Yes sir.”

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