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dollfacefantasy · 2 months

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daddy kink with chris and you’re overstimulated and crying and he kisses your hair and tells you it’s okay… like, he acts like he’s helping but also doesn’t slow down at all… he started going harder once he saw you crying…

pairing: chris redfield x fem!reader

cw: nsfw (18+), smut, p in v, oral (fem receiving), daddy kink, overstimulation, dacryphilia

word count: 2.9k

a/n: ermmmm this is pure smut but school has me too tired to do a full fic and i wanted to make a picture so yeah hehe. thank you for this ask, it's right up my alley. i hope you like :) as always reblogs and comments mean the world <3

Today was a bad day for Chris. Or at least it had been until he got home and found you, laying in bed without a care in the world. He tried to be normal about it at first, he really did. He nodded a hello as he walked through the bedroom and settled the dust from his day. He went through the motions, breathing deeper to try and chill out. But as he looked at you, the more the urge built within him to get rid of some of that tension, pump it all deep inside of you. He couldn’t help it. He was just so overwhelmed, and he needed his little stress reliever to help him out.

He climbs on the bed and slots himself next to you. His lips find your neck immediately. You can feel the raw need in his movements. A giggle bubbles from your lips as part of his facial hair scratches against your neck. Poor baby, clueless as to what was in store for you. Your ear meets your shoulder to give him some more room on your throat, and he doesn’t let it go to waste. Nipping at your skin, tongue laving over the small love bites he litters you with. You moan and shift slightly as the tingling from your neck drips down your spine to the pit of your belly.

“Chris…” you whimper.

He doesn’t remove his mouth from you though. Amateur mistake. He was obviously in a mood. Your eyes flutter as his large hand squeezes your waist.

“Daddy…” you correct yourself.

A sharp breath fans across your neck as he briefly disconnects. “What is it, baby? Feeling needy too?” he asks before kissing your throat a bit more.

“Mhm,” you hum softly, sinking down on the bed more.

He chuckles against your throat, one of his hands pulling on your thigh to spread your legs. His fingers only tease your inner thigh for now. They don’t coast across the part of you that aches for him.

“So easy, precious,” he breathes before scooting down.

He positions himself between your legs and tugs your shorts down quickly. After they’re discarded, he presses his lips to the skin the pads of his fingers had just been smoothing over. His breath hitches at the soft, plush warmth of your flesh. You bite your lip and merely watch him close in. He can feel your gaze, and it only serves to make his semi-hard cock even stiffer.

Looping his arms over your thighs, he pulls you even closer. Your head squishes on a couple pillows as he buries his face between your legs against your clothed cunt. He inhales so deep that it’s audible. So is the groan he lets out after. You feel his lips against the fabric of your panties before he licks the cloth too. The pleasure was dulled by the barrier, but it still got you going seeing how needy he was.

He drags his nose against the garment to take in more of your scent before using his mouth again on your covered pussy. More arousal collected beneath as you watched him go at it. With a small impatient wriggle of your hips, you whine in anticipation.

“Just a second, honey. Wanna enjoy this,” he grumbles.

It honestly felt like he was trying to suffocate himself between your thighs. That’s even more true once he finally yanks your panties off. He’s right back to what he was doing, smothering himself with you. Your head falls back as he laps at your folds, grunting at the taste of your slick on your tongue. He sucks on your clit while flicking his tongue against it, making your arms flail while you cry out for him.

Your heels dig into his back while you whimper and writhe. He holds you in place and devours you. You can still hear those sharp breaths coming from him, each one is calculated since he seems insistent on not coming up for air.

This wasn’t too out of the ordinary. Chris was always a pretty dedicated lover for you. He never teased too much, but usually he would mumble a few things here and there. Not now though. It seemed he was lost in a haze of lust, eating you out for his own reasons rather than your pleasure.

You’re sure of this when you reach your first high. You shriek and jerk, legs trembling and only secured by his strong arms. Gasping, your fingers claw at the blankets on the bed. Despite all this though, he doesn’t stop when you should be coming down.

“Daddy,” you whimper and squeeze your eyes shut. You can’t even verbalize that it’s too much. A string of whines leaves you instead, and your words come out jumbled. Your legs pointlessly kick as he continues licking up your cunt.

“It’s ok, dolly. Daddy just needs some more time with this pretty pussy,” he grunts, “It’s gonna feel good, ok?”

You whimper again as you nod, barely stuttering out an “ok” before he dives back in. He makes out with it, taking in all of you that he can. Flattening his tongue and dragging it over your sore clit, he sends shocks through your body. You feel like static on a broken tv, vibrating as he works you closer to the edge again.

The sheets twist and crumple underneath you from the way he has you squirming and shifting around. Your legs go taut as you crash through release for a second time. It doesn’t take as long since you were so sensitive from having just cum. You squeak this time, quieter than the last. Your limbs shudder with more intensity though, and your eyes roll back.

And he still keeps going. You move your legs more this time, to which he responds by tightening his grip. Breathy whines continuously tumble from your lips. Your mind is melting down into a puddle. You can’t find the words to protest this time, so you don’t. That’s fine with him. He continues on, chin completely coated with your slick at this point.

Your teeth dig into your bottom lip in an attempt to restrain the pathetic noises coming from you. The way he went all in, you’d think you were the best thing he ever tasted. He’s not even rocking his hips into the mattress. All his focus is on you, the way he maneuvers his mouth on you. It’s not long until you’re cumming for the third time.

He’s still not showing any signs of letting up, so you will yourself to intervene.

“Chris!” you yelp without thinking, your hips bucking in time with your plea.

“Who?” he growls without looking up.

“Daddy… I can’t,” you whine, correcting yourself for the second time tonight.

“Oh, I know you can, sweetheart,” he says before a lewd noise sounds through the room as he latches back onto your clit.

You nearly shout at the sensation, shaking your head wildly. Your voice is growing more whiny, and your head is sinking into that state where everything is soft and syrupy, like a waking world of dreams.

“Mm-mm, I- I need a break. It- mmph- it’s too much,” you whimper and squirm around harder.

He digs his fingers in, set on keeping you where you are. He actually does take a break to look up at you. His eyes connect with your own.

“Does it feel bad, princess?” he asks.

You stumble through your thoughts to try to think of how to articulate yourself. “No…” you say slowly, “It…”

During your pause, he interjects. “So it feels good, yeah?” he asks. He’s condescending for sure, just the way you like him to be.

“Well yeah. But it’s too much,” you say, lip puffing out into an automatic pout.

He chuckles and shakes his head, lowering himself to press a few tender kisses to your pulsing bundle of nerves. “Just one for me, baby. Daddy just wants to play with his favorite girl after a long day,” he says before his tongue returns to your folds.

Your head falls back again as your mind spins with the heat swirling inside you. One more. You could take one more. But if it was anymore than that, you were pretty sure you’d go numb.

You were already going a little dumb. Whiny, squirmy, no thoughts inside your head except for what was happening in the moment. Your body was moving on instinct, you didn’t have much control at this point.

He does give you the tiniest break as he fucks his tongue into you rather than attacking your clit. It’s still stoking the flames of sensitivity, but the pleasure is much more muted. But as soon as you think to be relieved about this, his mouth is all over you, and that burning sense of overstimulation is back.

Your thighs lock around his head. You would be concerned about cutting off his air flow, but it seemed like that was his goal anyways. Your shirt was clinging to your form, highlighting how your breasts heaved and puffed up and down with each gasp.

It feels like a never ending fuse, but finally, you hit that “one more” he wanted. You gush all over his face yet again. Ecstasy stabs through you. A long moan erupts from you before devolving into a collection of unintelligible mumbles.

He chuckles into you and gives a couple more licks before he actually pulls off. You had started to wonder if he ever actually would.

“Good girl,” he purrs, “Such a sweet baby, always doing what daddy asks.”

You lazily nod, dumb little smile gracing your features. He pets your head, a few soft strokes before getting up to undress himself. You’re too out of it to really pay much attention to that though.

Your little break is over just as quick as it began. He climbs on top of you again, peppering your face and neck with kisses.

“Wanna see these pretty tits bounce while I’m inside,” he murmurs as he peels your shirt off of you. He moves your limbs like a doll’s to rid you of your top. You’re limp, pliable, simply moving where he guides you.

Once you’re fully nude beneath him, he lines himself up. Swiping his tip through your soaked center, he doesn’t waste much time teasing. He slides in groaning as he sinks into your heat, savoring each inch of your wet embrace.

“She’s been missing her daddy,” he mutters, “So fuckin’ tight for me.”

You give another weak nod as a response. He starts rocking, slow at first, easing into a rhythm. You’re so tender though, it doesn’t feel as slow. You whimper with each of his movements. Every poke within you feels like another jab to your already overwhelmed center.

You call out for him, using it as a reprieve from the overwhelming sensations. His cock is heavy and thick just like every other part of him. You can feel that simply from the way it stretches you out and pulsates between your walls.

Soon enough he finds a pace he likes. It’s quick, but he’s not jack-hammering. He’s stroking you deep for sure, head of his cock kissing your cervix and prodding against all your other spots that send jolts of pleasure through your body.

You were so shaky, trying your best to cling onto Chris for some sense of stability. Your arms loop around his neck, legs weakly attached to his hips. The air around you feels heavy as if it’s pressing you further into the mattress, aiding him in keeping you trapped beneath his large form.You can’t contain the array of sounds flowing from you. Your mind is too fucked out and hazy to worry about self-restraint.

“Good girl, baby. Keep making all those cute little noises. Let me hear how much you need it,” he mumbles into your ear between pants. Some sloppy kisses land on your temple before he seems to start working his hips even harder than before.

You’re taut like a rubber band about to snap, thrumming with the slightest touch. Your eyes squeeze shut as you try to cope with the all consuming pleasure inside you. It’s like you can barely breathe. All you have right now is Chris. Nothing else is registering.

You’re babbling, trying to show some of how you’re feeling, but it’s all unintelligible. He can really only make out “daddy” and a few “I love yous.” Everything else is as muddled as the thoughts in your head.

He does understand when you choke out “daddy need to cum.” And like the good guy he is, he indulges you. He speed up more, slamming his hips against you with brutal force. The headboard is beating against the wall, and your body rocks in time from the momentum.

Continuing to kiss and suck on your throat, he chuckles. “Already came… what? Four times? And you still want more. You’re getting so spoiled, princess,” he teases.

You can’t really think of a defense in this state. Instead, you weakly shake your head and whimper “‘m not spoiled.”

He laughs louder and thrusts harder. “I’ll have to be careful with you. Can’t have you turning into a total brat on me,” he says.

Before you can protest this slander, he thrusts extra hard and knocks you over the edge. You practically scream. Your body locks up, and you convulse involuntarily. Tears build up in your eyes. When you open them, they’re glossy. Droplets already threaten to spill over the waterline.

He’s still slamming his cock in and out. You’re stretched thin. You feel like you’re gonna pass out at this point. The euphoria must be constricting your lungs or something. You start crying. Not just little teardrops rolling down your cheeks. No. Actual cries begin bursting from you, and it isn’t long before they morph into sobs. Tears do flow, your eyes and cheeks feel perpetually wet. A single blink unleashes more every time.

And once he hears that first cry, all teasing is gone from Chris’s demeanor. Though, it’s not replaced by concern. Sure, he feels a twinge of sympathy scratching at his heart, but it’s not the dominant emotion running through him.

Your crying just… does something to him. Something primal he can’t control. Something primitive he forgets exists until he has you beneath him like this. Those round cheeks streaked with tears, face twisted up in desperation, glossy eyes looking at him with complete reverence. It takes everything not to blow his load right when he sees it. It’s above him the way his hips instinctively go harder. He was basically jack-hammering now like his intention was to ruin you.

But you’re still his baby. He kisses your cheek, tasting the faintest hint of salt as your tears meet his lips. His hand that’s not supporting him, strokes your neck.

“It’s ok, baby bear. Daddy’s right here,” he coos as if he isn’t the one bringing you to tears.

You gasp and whimper. The words “I know” barely make it from your lips, but they reach his ears. His own body is getting stiff as his release bubbles up within him. He grits his teeth and keeps thrusting, grunting at how tight you’re clamped around him, walls massaging his shaft with each stroke.

“So pretty when you cry, sweet girl. Such a sensitive baby,” he whispers into your hair, “My baby bear. Just a little more.”

You’re just hanging on, nodding along to what he says as your tears flow. You’re not chasing release. Even though you feel like you’re locked into a high right now, you don’t feel like you could cum again. You think you’d rupture something if you did.

Chris, on the other hand, knows it’s right around the corner. His jaw clenches as his eyes droop. His hand tightens into a fist in your hair, tugging a little on the locks. His breathing becomes harsher, his body is coated with sweat as he keeps working to that peak.

“Daddy’s gonna take such good care of you. You’ve been so good. I’m so proud of you,” he coos between kisses to your head.

Again, your head bobs in a weak nod. You’re limp on the bed when his body locks up and he buries himself as deep inside your cunt as he can go. He moans with his release. You can feel the muscles in his arms and chest flexing as the pleasure washes over him. He exhales deeply before collapsing on top of you. He’s smothering you, and normally, you’d complain, but you’re not really in the mood right now.

Your bodies are molded together. You can’t even really tell where he ends and you begin. You’re both catching your breaths. For you, you’re regaining awareness of everything that isn’t the man on top of you.

You just lay like that for a while until finally, he pulls out and rolls off of you. You’re not left alone though because he pulls you into his lap, cradling you against his chest like a plush toy. He’s looking down at you with all the love in the world. His thumb swipes across your cheeks to wipe away all the remaining tears.

“You ok?” he whispers and kisses your face a few times.

“Mhm,” you hum, sinking further into his embrace.

“Good,” he says while beginning to rub your back, “I couldn’t ask for anything more.”

He knows this is what you need right now. In a few minutes, he’ll get you up, put you in the bath, make you a drink. But right now, he knows you just want him to hold you like the precious thing you are.

#chris redfield x reader #chris redfield x y/n #chris redfield x you #chris redfield imagine #chris redfield smut #resident evil imagines #resident evil x reader #resident evil smut #resident evil x you #smut

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moonstruckme · 5 months

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Hiiii your marauders fics are AMAZING!! I’m truly obsessed with them. Would you ever do an aftercare fic where the reader is in sort of an emotional subspace and is just super clingy? Totally fine if not just curious :)

Hi, thank you! I realize you said "just curious" lol but I decided to try my hand at it. I'm not super familiar with this stuff, so it might be kinda cringey lol--sorry! Anyway, thank you for asking/requesting lovely :)

cw: smut mdni, p in v, dom/sub dynamics, praise kink

Remus Lupin x fem!reader ♡ 605 words

Your forehead crashes against Remus’ chest, panting breaths blowing warmth back onto your own face.

Both of his hands had been gripping your hips, but now one coasts up the ridges of your spine, coming to rest on your upper back.

“You’re alright,” he murmurs.

You hum in response. It comes out a bit like a whine. You’re feeling teary and torn open, the emotions that had been heightening as you inched toward climax now crashing into the gulley below.

Remus’ lips press gently to the top of your head. “Was that good for you, sweetheart?”

“Mhm,” you affirm readily. “Really good. Was it for you?”

“I thought I made that apparent enough.” There’s a teasing edge to his voice, and you smile, turning your head to nuzzle your cheek against this chest. “Ready to get up?”

“No.” It’s almost a whimper. You needle your hands under his arms, wrapping yourself around him. “I wanna stay here.”

He shifts, and you inhale sharply at the slight movement of his cock, still inside you. Shushes and apologies alike fall from Remus’ lips, but he leans up on his elbows, using one hand to tilt your face towards him. His expression shifts as he realizes your still-fuzzy headspace, lips pulling down.

“Oh, baby.” It sounds almost pitying, one knuckle stroking down your cheek lovingly. “You’re not going to feel better until you let me clean you up, dove.”

Tears press at your eyes, but you do your best to sound reasonable. “I’ll feel better if we cuddle.”

He kisses your forehead again. You recognize the apology in it and whine as he moves uncomfortably against your sensitive walls, sitting you both up. “We’ll still cuddle, I promise.” He slides you off his cock despite your protests. “Hey, you’re alright. I’ve got you, sweetheart. Not hurting, are you?”

“A little,” you say, giving him doe eyes in hopes of some extra attention. But then Remus’ brow furrows concernedly, and you rethink it. “Not really, though. Not more than I wanna be.”

He lets out a little sigh, pressing his lips to your forehead again. “You’re fine,” he says, seemingly to both of you. “Wanna have a bath, honey? We can cuddle in there, if you like.”

“Or…” You give him a suggestive look, and he laughs. Not exactly the response you were looking for.

“Sorry,” he says at your frown. “Sorry, dovey, you just looked too cute.” Admittedly, that softens you a bit. Remus squeezes your hip lightly, tilting his head as he considers you with an odd half-smile. “No, no more tonight. Think I’ve got you a bit too fucked out already, hm?”

You pout. “Am not.”

Remus hums, leaning forward to kiss your pushed-out lips. “Right, course not.” He lifts you up a bit, slipping out from under you. “You wanna stay here while I go start the bath?”

“No.” Your tone pitches desperately, grabbing for his wrists as he stands beside the bed. Your vision blurs. “I want to be with you, Rem.”

“Okay, okay.” He brings his hands to your waist hastily, standing you up in front of him. “You’re fine, baby, you can come with. You gonna be okay with sitting on the counter while I get it all ready for us?”

You blink at him interestedly. “Because I’m a good girl?”

His chin comes down on your head and his arms wrap around your shoulders. You’re not sure what’s prompted the show of affection, but you’ll take it, nosing your way into the juncture of his neck. “Sure, darling,” he says, a definite note of amusement in his voice. “My good girl.”

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star-girl69 · 2 months

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brooklyn baby yaps pls enjoy (no spoilers for the fic just background basically)

all my knowledge of bands comes from daisy jones and the six i apologize in advance

y/n is the vocalist bc i do what i want!!!!!!!

and then i already mentioned clarisse is the bassist and also the unofficial “leader” of the band…..

MY GIRL CARRIE ON DRUMS IK THATS RIGHT!!!!!!!

matty is guitar bc obvi…..

tyla is also vocals but mainly the keyboard

and then jackie is another bassist

and the band is called the amphetamines LOLLLL

their songs include: (basically the uv album. i’m sorry lana is all i trust myself w to be able to articulate properly…. i KNOW her ok)

Brooklyn Baby - Lana (the first song clar and y/n wrote together, y/n mainly wrote the lyrics while clarisse came up w the instrumentals, y/n reflecting on arbitrary past relationships but also small parts about her and clarisse being opposites but still)

MY GIRLFRIENDS IN A BAND SHE PLAYS THE BASS WHILE I SING LOU REED

Sad Girl - Lana (y/n simping)

BUT YOU HAVENT SEEN MY GIRL YOU HAVENT SEEEEEEEEEN MY GIRL YOU HAVENT SEEN MY GIRL YOU HAVENT SEEEEEEEN MY GIRL

West Coast - Lana (more of y/n simping…..)

I CAN SEE MY BABY SWINGING HER PARLIAMENTS ON FIRE AND HER HANDS ARE UP ON THE BALCONY AND IM SINGING OH BABY OH BABY IM IN LOVE

Pretty When You Cry - Lana (y/n after it sinks in that clarisse really doesn’t care about her and this band, and y/n tells herself she doesn’t either but we all know the truth……)

I WAIT FOR YOU BABE YOU DONT COME THROUGH BABE YOU NEVER DO BABE THATS JUST WHAT YOU DO BC IM PRETTY WHEN I CRY

Florida Kilos - Lana (clarisse came up w the idea and specifically this verse down there in all caps but tyla and y/n collaborated it was definitely the band trying to move into a more pop sort of thing but didn’t really work)

I FEEL YOU PRETTY BABY FEEL ME TURN IT UP HOT LOVING YOU IS FREE I LIKE IT DOWN LIKE IT DOWN WAY LOW BUT YOU ALREADY KNOW THAT YOU ALREADY KNOW

Money Power Glory - Lana (another y/n and clar collab, clar came up w the idea and most of the lines and y/n helped in places, mostly a clar production tho)

I CAN DO IT IF YOU REALLY REALLY LIKE THAT I KNOW WHAT YOU REALLY WANT B B B B B BABY I CAN DO IT IF YOU THINK YOU LIKE THAT YOU SHOULD RUN GIRL RUN I WANT MONEY POWER GLORY I WANT MONEY AND ALL YOUR POWER AND ALL YOUR GLORY HALLELUJAH I WANNA TAKE YOU FOR ALL THAT YOU GOT

Fucked My Way Up To The Top - Lana (clar came up w the demo years and years ago but scrapped it until y/n found it one day and was like HOLD ON GIRL YOU COOKED reworked it and surprised clarisse by singing it for her, definitely where clarisse finally realized that she was in LOVE love lol)

THIS IS MY SHOW GO! GO! GO! GO! GO! THIS IS MY SHOW I NEED YOU BABY LIKE I BREATHE YOU BABY FUCKING NEED YOU BABY MORE MORE MORE MORE

Old Money - Lana (features absolutely no bass, clarisse who is pretty talented w songwriting when she tries wrote it entirely FOR y/n bc y/n jokingly complained that she missed singing really beautiful piano ballads, basically just clarisse confessing her love while still being too COWARDLY and STUPID to actually say it…. obviously written ABOUT y/n as well)

BUT IF YOU SEND FOR ME YOU KNOW ILL COME IF YOU CALL FOR ME YOU KNOW ILL RUN ILL RUN YO YOU ILL RUN TO YOU ILL RUN RUN RUN ILL COME TO YOU ILL COME TO YOU ILL COME COME COME

that’s all i got y’all! i hope you all enjoy these little snippets……

#addie’s wips!!!#clarisse la rue #clarisse la rue x reader

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alwaysxlarrie · 1 year

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a harry is louis’ baby fic masterlist by yours truly

if you’ve talked to me for ~2 mins, you know i’m a big harry is louis’ baby stan™️ & therefore, couldn’t end 2022 without making a faves/recommendation list for the trope, especially given my harry is louis’ baby fic fest lol (sign up for it here if you’d like!). i don't want this to be 84 feet long, so i’ve limited myself to ~50 fics & since i have many praises to give, in lieu of summaries, i put why i love each fic. sorry for another long list but also not really? LMAO :’)

adore you by @isthatyoularry / isthatyoularry

louis does literally everything he can do to make harry feel safe, comfortable, and happy with him. he’s so smitten immediately. the character & relationship development is so wonderful. there’s some hefty doses of angst, but they’re definitely evened out by fluff.

a+ for effort by @harryventura / embro

this fic is sososo cute. just endless fluff, crushing, fond, protective louis, poor harry trying his best. ugh. the works. i love i love i love.

as golden as the coast by @softandslow / softandslow

harry squeals over louis calling him petnames just as i would if i ever heard it occur. flirting, pining, demonstrations of affection, a lil bit of good n steamy tent smut, and captain niall. top tier.

as small as possible by mickey_d

i will never not wish that there was either more words or a sequel. louis is more than happy & ready to quell and support sweet lil harry’s anxiety & love him for the rest of his life. the cutest lil fluff fic.

all i want for christmas is by pinkgelpen (crybaby)

if you crave larry w kids, this fic is for you. harry’s the nanny, louis’ the single dad, the kids love harry, harry loves the kids & larry can’t imagine their lives without each other. the domesticity is top notch. baker harry full throttle. the lil moments where they almost go for it are so wonderfully written that you have to keep reading until they do go for it.

all i needed by @fallinglikethis / fallinglikethis

i think the line ‘louis will gladly be a fool to keep harry smiling’ says it all. protective/supportive louis, making sure that harry understands that louis supports him but still knows he can stand on his own just fine. love love love.

and then we kiss (all i wanna do is have a good time) by orphan_account

i mean, look. niall literally calls harry louis’ baby in the fic. need i say more?? louis knows harry is something special & supports harry however he can, harry’s immediately enamored with him, niall and zayn are top tier supporting characters who welcome him into their group so quickly & happily. wonderful dynamics all around.

babydoll blues by @thedevilinmybrain / devilinmybrain (venomedveins)

this isn’t your typical harry is louis’ baby fic, but it very much becomes that in it’s own lovely - albeit, slightly angsty - way. jen always writes in such a wonderfully descriptive way that you can feel how they’re feeling. this fic will make you cry but it will also make you laugh and smile. & the smut is so good.

back to seventeen by @ireallysawanangel / crimsontheory

my cousin married her childhood crush (who’s also her best friend’s brother), so i’m a sucker for this trope. nicole consistently - as you’ll see in their other fics on this list - perfectly writes louis as immediately interested but it never feels too fast paced or unrealistic. harry is enamored by louis but simply does not know what to do with himself in the face of louis. it always just makes sense & is so lovely. we got some phone sex w louis’ dirty talk in here too, what a treat.

baby shut your mouth and turn me inside out by ballsdeepinjesus

look, we’ve got sugar daddy louis wanting to provide for & support harry, we’ve got harry trying to fight it until he realizes that louis is simply not to be fought & that he simply wants to help harry however he can, louis excitedly introducing harry to everyone he knows, and we’ve got some car sex. what’s not to love?

but when we kiss... by @indiaalphawhiskey / indiaalphawhiskey

silver fox, seductive louis coaxing prideful harry into his car to get him out of the cold. harry giving in. then harry’s inner monologue and the top tier smut that comes after? amazing. 10/10.

burn this flame by @rainbowtitania / rainbowninja167

the way louis tries to take care of harry & harry’s refusal in order to prove himself to louis, only to end up naturally submitting is a delightful dynamic. the fluff. the smut. the relationship development. poor niall and zayn tho lololol.

don’t stop thinking about tomorrow by @1diamondinthesun / 1diamondinsunthesun

this one is - imo - quite angsty, but louis always feels like a beaming light in harry’s life. to me, this reads as though the moment louis found out who harry was, he realized he had to sweep him off his feet before anyone else did & then proceeded to do exactly that and i love the idea of that so much.

face your fears by @sadaveniren / sadaveniren

poor harry is riddled with fears for the majority of the fic. but louis never ceases to show his support verbally, physically, and emotionally. he meets every obstacle harry tries to throw at him head on. mind the authors notes, but this is such an overall cute fic with wonderfully written smut by sada, as usual.

faking it by @donotdialnine / thecellardoor

this author always seems to write fics that exude the exact definition of harry is louis’ baby - the ones i’ve read, at least. childhood best friends to lovers. fake relationship bringing out very real feelings. protective, teasing louis. poor niall & zayn trying to force larry to get their heads out of their asses. fantastically written smut, as usual.

found my hallelujah by @ireallysawanangel / crimsontheory

louis is literally the first person to call harry a petname in this and the first petname he calls harry is ‘baby’ !!!! do u hear me screaming !!!!! the world building is done so wonderfully, you feel like you’re physically & mentally with harry on the trip. i have so much love for this fic & larry’s dynamic.

gathered on wings by @twopoppies / brooklyn_babylon

the way their relationship began as harry having a massive crush on louis and has louis pursuing harry years later gives a very full circle feeling & it’s lovely. everything from their character development, relationship development, the smut, is beautifully written.

give a little sing to the singles by @londonfoginacup / ladylondonderry

i cannot explain why but even before reading the ending, this fic simply exuded harry is louis’ baby vibes to me. and i love it for that. well, other things as well, of course. the humor that emmu always incorporates into her fics is *chef’s kiss*

in all its imperfections by @briannamarguerite / briamaria

punk louis & shy harry pining over each other will never not be an adorable trope. the way louis handles harry’s nerves, how harry just trusts louis to lead him in the smut, the humor, the communication? love!!!

if tomorrow never comes (we had last night) by @fallinglikethis / fallinglikethis & @all-these-larrythings / rearviewdreamer

louis picking up stranger drunk harry and brings him back home safely bc he doesn’t trust anyone else to do it, protective niall, the banter, the flirting, the fond, ugh. such a wonderful fluff & smut fic.

in dreams by dolce_piccante

louis becoming his new neighbor harry’s secret admirer by leaving lil gifts at his door in hopes of making him smile? ugh give it to me. punk louis, teacher harry, cuddling, the supportiveness, the ease in which their relationship flows from strangers to friends to lovers is my fav.

i made a map of your stars by @brightbluelou / brightbluelou

louis sees harry being an anxious ball of fluff and simply decides to come into his life and fondly tease him, flirt with him, and basically metaphorically wrap him up in a blanket & hold him? so precious. this fic will leave a smile on ur face.

just jump by @jaerie / jaerie

the way louis comes in & proceeds to help harry become the best version of himself always does it for me. for me, it’s the details in this fic. for example, louis quietly & nonchalantly breaking the rules to be intimate with harry? yes please & thank you.

just one look (and i fell so hard) by @disgruntledkittenface / disgruntledkttenface

everything from the shy glances, louis speaking up, them not wanting to leave each other’s side, them realizing the little things that they adore about each other, the smut, the ending. ugh. it’s so good. maggie’s never written anything that’s not magnificent tho, so i’m not surprised.

knock knock, i love you by beautlouis

there’s something about louis realizing that he’s going to be harry’s first for everything & being eager about it & demanding to make it perfect for him that really does it for me in fics. the dirty talk, the smut, the way they support & care about each other. they’re little puppies in love !!!!!!

let our hearts collide by @crinkle-eyed-boo / crinkle-eyed-boo (kimmierocks)

this fic made me cry, smile, laugh. from the moment louis hopped on screen in the fic, it very quickly became so very clear that harry was louis’ baby while not throwing away the whole liam/harry plotline away completely..even when i kind of sort of wish it did. kim had to remind of me the rationales of the fic when we talked about it last night lol. acceptance is hard but important, i suppose. i know it’s based off a movie, but she does a great job of keeping liam & harry’s ‘relationship’ up in a realistic way while still keeping your eye on the prize.

milk kinship by @jaerie / jaerie

this one doesn’t start off as a harry is louis’ baby fic, but by the end, it’s there, full throttle. jaerie knows how much i love this fic but i’ll let u all know too. this one is a thing of beauty. we’ve got lactation kink, we’ve got larry with babies, we’ve got possessive louis, and much more.

make him want to sin by @becomeawendybird / quickedween

instant connection fics can easily be written v unrealistically, v fast imo and molly writes this one so well. there’s some twists and turns but in the end, harry’s going home with louis, just like he was always supposed to. there’s also some fantastic desk sex.

may we all have a vision now and then by @gaycousinlarry / momentofclarity

this is such a painfully sweet fic. the way louis takes care of harry, allows him to feel what he needs to feel and is happy to do it all. ugh. a cute short lil fic w lots of emotions.

needing you more and more, let’s give love a try by supernope

supportive louis, protective louis, happy and glowing mpreg harry, vacation smut, what a blessing.

never been knotted by @allwaswell16 / allwaswell16

anitra’s sense of humor that she incorporates into fics + the way she always perfectly writes harry and louis’ dynamic never fails, making this fic the best combo of cute and slow but steady sexual tension building. with a cute lil plot twist at the end!

no one likes to be alone by @lululawrence / lululawrence

louis taking care of stressed out, nesting harry. the decision to have louis lick him when scenting is a huge small detail like r u kidding me ?? sus !!!! why do u continue to hurt me with your wonderfully cute writing !!!!

precious little thing by mercutionotromeo

phone sex operator louis? yes please. dirty talk? yes please. desperate harry that louis is ready & willing to take care of? yes please. love how feelings were brought into it + the ending is delightful in a way you might not expect

stranger stars by @sunshineandhisrainbows / shaylea

the character development. how their relationship develops. the way louis prioritizes harry from the get go, you feel like you’re indulging a guilty habit w him. but the slow burn is sososo worth it!!!! also the sexual tension? top tier. tw for internalized homophobia, homophobic laws & descriptions of illness.

say something by @kingsofeverything / kingsofeverything

the way louis is immediately interested but takes it slow & makes sure harry is comfortable and happy is so sweet. there’s definitely angst & resistance on harry’s part, but imo that’s part of what makes it fit with this trope - how louis acts with harry & their dynamic. lauren already knows how much i love this fic & now you all do too!

secrets don’t make friends by @thedevilinmybrain / devilinmybrain (venomedveins)

look. it’s got feminization. it’s got service kink. daddy kink. domesticity. amazing dirty talk. how much louis loves harry. how much harry loves louis. how supportive they are of each other. jen’s writing has me in a chokehold.

so grab your passport and my hand by @infinitelymint / infinitelymint

the way they instantly take to each other - granted, harry is enamored with louis even before the beginning - is so sweet. although the closeting aspect is a prominent obstacle, their relationships is nothing but cute and supportive and i adore it.

stars will align for us by @2tiedships2 / 2tiedships2

mel usually writes omega louis/alpha harry - and wonderfully at that - but i’m so glad this one exists too! poor harry is terrified of getting with his dream man, but thankfully louis has no problem stepping in & sweeping him off his feet

something unpredictable by @kingonafiftymetreroad / lsforever

ceo louis/employee harry? sexual tension build up? under-negotiated kink that’s written in just the right way? stressing the importance of communication and consent? give it to me!!!! and k did. i just found it about 7 years after it was given. but i’ve found it now & i’m so happy!!

the night sky is changing overhead by orphan_account

the twists in this fic are so unexpected but so good, the smut is amazing, and so is the character & relationship development. if you like fics with world building, this is for you

them butterflies by @gaycousinlarry / momentofclarity

i’d bet good money that this fic is in all of my fic lists/recs & listen. i’m not sorry. their immediate connection? louis seducing harry by breathing in his vicinity? eli already knows how obsessed i am with this fic - i literally created a fic fest inspired by it - but i need u to all understand how wonderful it is too. all her fics are top tier tbh. ok i’ll stfu now

take me higher than i’ve ever been by @ireallysawanangel / crimsontheory

it’s a beautiful thing to watch the development of their relationship develop & grow. the way louis supports him, teases him, and loves him is brilliantly written.

to lure a hummingbird (you had me a moonstruck) by @broken-beaks / brokenbeaks

they get off to a rocky start, but the way louis handles harry’s insecurities in such a supportive, protective, tender way is absolutely beautiful to read as it unfolds.

the library universe by @allwaswell16 / allwaswell16

i don’t think i can stress enough how much i adore this universe. louis’ teasing, harry’s denial, the way louis slowly but surey claws his way into harry’s heart. i have so much love for this universe. thank you anitra for allowing me to write a fic (currently a wip) inspired by it.

the clock strikes christmas by @jacaranda-bloom / jacaranda_bloom

rich louis takes homeless harry home with him, feeds him, clothes him, and loves him. harry does hold his own by insisting on getting a job & becoming an independent baby. we truly do love to see it.

the flower that blooms in adversity by @hershelsue / docklands

this is the fic that made me realize that i’m not opposed to pregnancy kink & lactation kink if larry is involved LMAO. louis being so protective, attentive, and ready to help harry feel safe & taken care of is truly what dreams are made of. throw in some hot smut w dirty talk??? yes please!

tell me what you need by @disgruntledkittenface / disgruntledkttenface

louis giving harry shit about his coffee order when he barely even knows him, making his order the exact way he asked for it after he gives him shit for it & then teasing him about it the next time??? what a time to be alive!!!!

the only one (when it’s said and done) by @londonfoginacup / ladylondonderry

louis is ready and willing to take stranger omega harry home with him to make sure he has a proper nest. harry is louis’ baby from the first moment louis blinks at him. you cannot tell me otherwise.

want you more than a by @donotdialnine / thecellardoor

this fic takes a cliche that could be done so predictably & instead puts its own twist on it to make it unique, cute, sexy & exciting. again, exudes the definition of harry is louis’ baby. one of my fav fics ever. the dom/sub dynamic is done in a way that flows so easily with the fic & their personalities. ugh i’m obsessed

wasn’t expecting that by @yourpricelessadvice / yourpricelessadvice

poor harry tries to get his shit together and the way louis communicates is such a well done scene. there’s angst. there’s implied homophobia. but there’s also so much love and fluff. all louis wants is to love and support harry.

we are ghosts amongst these hills by orphan_account

i’ve said this before & i’ll say it again: this fic makes me miss a 17th century soulmate that i don’t have!!! once you get to the end, you have to go back to the beginning to reread everything. tw for violence, quite heavy angst in one area and time period typical homophobia. phenomenal overall.

you’ll breathe me in (you won’t release) by loadedgunn

i think 99% of this fandom knows this fic, but here’s my thoughts: it addresses the power imbalances well, there’s angst, fluff, and smut. the dirty talk and possessiveness are magical. their personal character & relationship growth is so perfectly done and you can really feel how much louis & harry love and care about each other.

you take me over, you’re the magic in my veins by supernope

this is harry is louis’ baby but in a forbidden love kinda way that doesn’t feel like a forbidden love bc it feels so right is amazing. louis is immediately intrigued by & endeared by harry, harry’s enamored by louis & is constantly torn between flirting with him and respecting their fate. in this fic, it’s in the little things.

***as always, please remember to support these lovely, talented authors by leaving kudos & comments on any of the fics that you read !!!***

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mrsbsmooth · 4 months

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2023 Fic Year in Review

Thanks for the tag @longbobmckenzie! 2022 was my second year posting for the fandom :)

In 2023, I...

Finished/wrote the following chaptered WIPs:

Finished Jaded! (That was this year?!)

Off Limits (Football AU)

Famous Last Words (1 or 2 chapters left!)

Auld Lang Syne (A choose-your-own-ending!)

Unhealthy (..... is also a fic I started!)

Untitled different Lewie football fic I'm 12k into

Wrote/completed the following oneshots:

Bruno and Miri Make a Porno (Bruno/MC)

Lady Grifferly's Lover (Noah/MC)

Where everything stands still (Ciaran/MC)

But not quite (Jake/MC)

Delicate (Angie/MC)

He Had to Know (Lucas/MC)

Four Seconds (Bobby/MC)

The colour that you are (Rocco/MC)

Everything else is enthusiasm (Tom/MC)

If you want one of us (Lewie/MC)

Six to go (Bobby, Lucas, Rocco, Henrik, Jake & Gary / MC)

Let me be your woman (Ozzy/MC)

Every minute (Lewie/MC)

Filthy (Hamish/Andy/Marshall/MC)

Dark Eyes Too Hot to Handle - (Wesley/MC)

Daydream Too Hot to Handle - (Antoine/MC)

Ready Too Hot to Handle - (Wesley/MC)

Butterly Too Hot to Handle - (Wesley/MC)

Baby, all I wanna do is coast Too Hot to Handle - (Santi/MC)

Whistle for the Choir (Seb/MC)

I could see this view a hundred times (Tim/MC)

Oh, Paw-lease (Andy/MC)

Measure Twice, Cut Once (Alex/MC)

Employee of the Month (Gary/MC)

To Forgive is Divine Heaven's Secret - (Lucifer/MC)

I just wanna love you, baby (Alex/MC)

Carry On (Roberto/MC)

All I want for Christmas is you (Tom/MC)

Reached the following milestones:

Hit one million words posted.

Hit 70,000 hits across all my fics on Ao3

Completed NaNoWriMo

Didn't die :)

Published 428,169 words in 2023 Wrote for 27 different LIs Wrote for three different fandoms Tagging: @ anyone who wants to join in!

Don't feel obligated! Let's just celebrate the things we've done this year!

Here's to hoping 2024 is another fantastic year!

#mbs writes #year in review #2023 #writing

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fluffyprettykitty · 1 year

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resentment

Pairing: biker! Sam Wilson x female reader (no other specifications!)

Word Count: 1600 words

Outline: Sam always came around looking for one thing but this time he's gonna find out more than he ever thought he could.

Warnings: hate sex, rough play, swearing, toxicity, spit play, slapping, degradation, use of whore & slut, unprotective penetrative sex, ya know the usual stuff

Author’s Note: This is my entry for Missy's @saiyanprincessswanie 3.5K Challenge! Used the following: biker! au, the prompt, 'do you regret letting us end?' & hate sex. Missy congrats on your growing number of followers, your presence and work in the community are super important and you are such a delightful hard working person! wishing you the best always! Thanks to all you helped brainstorm with him for this fic <3

Main Masterlist ・❥・ Sam Wilson Masterlist

"You really wanna play like that?" Sam asks you, his breath hot on your neck his hands cupping your ass under your shorts in the quietness of the about-to-be-closed car wash.

Well, you would have closed up if your ex-boyfriend hadn't shown up, gold chain on his neck and a white shirt hanging so low all of his chest hair, and arms were exposed. He looked absolutely delicious, any girl would fall at his feet at a moment's notice.

But you weren't rolling like that. There was an argument. Your co-worker tried to defend you but you told her you could handle it and for her to check up on you in ten minutes through whispers and glares. She didn't want to see you in tears, you'd end up in tears anyway. Just not the kind she thought.

But then again not everyone was into what you wanted.

Ten minutes is a lot of time for famous local biker Sam Wilson. One of the most coveted men in California. And here he was pushing your body against the wall and his hand playing with the waistband of your shorts. Oh, how well does his hand fit right there?

"You don't want me here, sugar." He mused finally touching your bare skin that reacts to his touch familiarly. "You wish I'd just drop dead." He whistles playfully licking his tongue all over his bottom lip. You really wish you could remember what the original argument was about, but you know that's not important.

"I'm not that mean, Wilson." You roll your eyes and try to surpass the moan that wants so bad to get out as his large fingers discover your cotton panties. If you'd thought he'd be coming over today on all of the days, you might have worn something else...

"You really out here, entertaining other men."

"Didn't we break up?"

"Is this what you call breaking up?"

"You are only good for one thing, baby, focus on it." You snap back ready to talk the game when you need to.

"Oh is that how it is?"

"Yeah. I know why you're here. "

"So yesterday, late night, you didn't come with your little ugly boy to my club trying to provoke me?"

"Sam you have the only club down the coast."

"Excuses... excuses."

"Sam if I wanted to provoke you I'd fuck a dude right on your hood."

Something snapped inside him and Sam manhandles you in a way that has you now facing the wall, your back to him, a tight grip on your neck.

"Say that again." He whispers. "But mean it this time."

Well, it's not like you're going to hesitate at all.

"I would fuck a dude right under your nose. Maybe even on your bed., maybe I'd even send you pictures."

You know he's gonna see red, you want him to. He needs to stop coming down here where you work and act like this. You haven't been his for a while and it's a decision that was all his.

"I think that I am the only one willing to fuck your little tight ass. Look at it. Can barely hold a dick inside her even if she tried. C'mon who would wanna waste their time?"

To say that his degrading behavior didn't hurt your feelings or made you want to please him, even more, wanting to prove yourself to him, your own salvation, would be an understatement. His grip on your neck pressing your one cheek to the wall possessively has you reaching the most submissive state.

"Who could fuck you like that? Who could have your legs shaking with just three fingers inside the goddamn produce aisle? You fucking love your veggies, don't you, baby girl?"

A smack on your ass and this time you wail.

"Answer daddy. C'mon you remember how a girl can speak or is your stupid brain getting too hazy at the prospect of getting dick. Always such a dumb look on your face, eyes wide and bright begging to get filled like the little pathetic whore that you are. Tell me does your daddy know that the pretty little girl he raised has turned into nothing but a cum storage?"

You have to reply, you are fighting the urge to submit to his command and you master your courage. "F-fuck you, Sam! Anyone can fuck me, your big dick ain't that special."

"Oh. How about you repeat that after I shove it inside you."

"Won't change my mind."

"But you want it inside you."

"You want it more, Sammy, don't fool yourself."

"Only as long as you do, princess."

"Erik fucked me so good last night, cum was dripping down my thigh. I don't need your cock to fuck me good."

You think that would break him, that he'd made him rip your panties and fuck you senseless and your coworker would come inside to find you screaming and shaking. But Sam knows when you lie. Or maybe he stalked you a little.

"Erik sounds like he knows how to fuck a slut. Wanna show me how you fucked him? Wanna show him how you bounced on his cock begging that it was mine?"

"N-no!" You protest and try to look back at him even though it's not an easy task.

"He asked me on a date, something you've never done."

There is silence. Sam expected a lot of things but not this. His grip gets loose and finally, you turn around as his fingers slip from your skin, your mouths breathing air across each other.

Then his lips crush yours and you use your hands trying to push him off of you but you are happy he is finally setting himself loose. His hand finds your panties pushing them to the side, just to use his calloused fingers to touch your skin and amuse himself at your wetness.

But you wanna play. He deserves it.

So you slap him on the face as he lets go of the kiss and he is confused for a split second before he is slapping you back and crushing your lips together again. It excites you, your legs wrap around him as your hands wrap around his neck and he is fumbling with his low-cut jeans.

"You are really bad at holding in your excitement. Look at how wet you are, pathetic. You want me to believe a man fucked you last night? Baby your pussy speaks a different story."

"She just like getting fucked, doesn't matter whose cock is filling it."

And his cock is out, standing firm in attention, getting stroked a few times with his hand and his spit over it, the sheer sight always making you feral, and then it's inside you, breaching your velvet walls. He is pushing your body against the wall, the bright lights from the open sign illuminating your body. He is rough, he is precise, he is truly running out of time.

"If that's how it is. Maybe I don't need to look at your ungrateful face." He chuckles before he is slipping out of you and pushes your body to the floor you are scrambling to get steady on your knees as his body shields yours and he pushes his cock inside again. Fitting right where it should be. His hands are over yours, his hips moving against your body almost hatefully, aggressively, and possessively.

He fucked you like an object, his object, his to break, his to mend.

Smacks on your ass become more stingy as your hands can barely hold up as he almost stands up now, fucking your body so viciously. He wanted to break you, to make you admit, what you felt for him, hatred, passion, love, something, you must have felt something for him and he is gonna take it out of you.

When his fingers play with your clit, you cum instantly screaming his name and when he finishes he does so without stopping, just keep going pushing his cum right back inside you until he twisted you around again. Loose shirt hanging off his shoulders, chain dinging over your face, his face covered in sweat, his jeans rolled around his ankles. No boxers ever. Your shirt not moved at all, your shorts and panties pushed to the side, just enough to give him access to your holes.

"Did Erik fuck you like that?" He might seem confident cause he knows you haven't actually done that but you know exactly how to make him cry.

"He took my hand, dressed me up and showed me off to the world. Unlike you."

Now you weren't lying. He was a gentleman and after the club, he left you at home and asked to come to pick you up on Sunday for a little beach trip. Sam was tied to his city. Sam never went anywhere.

"This is my home."

"It's not mine though, Sam. One day I will move away, and I need someone to come with me. I can't be tied like this."

He finally snaps holds your chin up with his large hand and his dark chocolate eyes meet yours.

"Do you regret letting us end?"

The moment would have been oh so romantic if it wasn't for that stupid cocky smirk appearing on his face. Without hesitation you shake your head negatively.

There is no end to this. There can never be.

"Have we really ended?"

"Guess not."

Maybe if you picked it right at the start you could meet each other half way but for now you had to deal with the screech coming from your friend's mouth.

There is no ending for people who never truly started is there?

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russosafehaven · 1 year

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Out East

A/N: First Logan Delos fic :)

Pairing: Logan Delos x GN!Reader

Content: Fluff, Rich Boy Logan doing Dumb Stuff ™️, Reader is sometimes illiterate when texting, Logan’s relapse, Ex Addict!Reader (Ambiguous addiction), Slightly Suggestive content

Synopsis: In which one wrong text gets sent all the way across to the West Coast and maybe you might just end up falling for him

POV: Kinda blurred since it’s most snippets of texting, but at the end it’s second.

10:43pm EST | 7:43pm PDT | 8/1/20XX

Y/N: You are an absolute ass and I cannot believe you could be that foolish. If I ever see you again I will castrate you on sight, do not ever cheat on anyone else ever again because I will be hunting you down if you hurt anyone else. From the darkest pits of my heart I want you to know that I despise every fibre of your being.

Unknown Number: Uh sorry do I know you?

Y/N: Cut the bullshit Nick, it’s not funny and it won’t get you out of this

Unknown Number: My name’s Logan and I’m definitely not a cheating piece of shit, while I may sleep with men and women quite a bit cheating is in my eyes disgusting

Y/N: Oh my god I’m sorry, I’ve got the wrong number

Logan: You’re fine, why don’t you talk to me a little more, get it off your chest?

3:28pm EST | 12:28 PDT | 4/12/20XX

Logan: What are you up to?

Logan: N/N, answer me I’m bored

Y/N: I’m at work Lo, can’t it wait?

Logan: We’ve barely spoken since New Year’s day, I wanna bug you more

Y/N: Co-depencdmcy isn’t a good look on you

Logan: Sunce when can’t you spell? Aren’t you an English major?

Y/N: I’m tryg nt two get caghut by my bss

Y/N: Shit

Logan: Aw sugar look at you, all lost and confused

Y/N: 🖕

1:53am EST | 11:53am PDT | 21/2/20XX

Y/N: Are you awake?

Logan: Yeah, why are you? I mean I know you’re from the city that never sleeps but come on. Be original

Y/N: I got fired

Y/N: I didn’t wanna tell you but I’ve blown through all my savings and I’m lost Logan

Y/N: Fuck I’m so scared Logan

Logan: Hold on give me a minute

Y/N: ?

*Logan has transferred $10,000 to Y/N’s Account*

Logan: That should keep you afloat for a while

Y/N: ?!

Y/N: What the fuck?! Where’d you get this money?! Howd you know my account number?! Logan!!!???

Logan: Relax, it’s not blood money or anything. I work for Delos, it’s family money and I don’t know your account number I paid because your phones connected to your account, it’s simple.

Y/N: Logan that’s far too much

Y/N: Take it back

Logan: You need it, besides my family won’t notice. Rather it help you out than go to waste. Put it towards bills, rent, groceries. Maybe even buy yourself a thing or two

Y/N: I hate you

Logan: Love you too baby

9:31pm EST | 6:31pm PDT | 18/3/20XX

Y/N: What are you having for dinner?

Logan: Probably just order a pizza

Y/N: Great idea

Logan: You haven’t eaten yet? Come on baby, you need to eat

Y/N: I was writing an article and got distracted, besides now we can have dinner together, if you wanna facetime..?

Logan: Sure thing sugar

6:45am EST | 3:45am PDT | 24/4/20XX

Logan: Sugar..?

Y/N: Lo, it’s so early what are you doing up?

Logan: Plese dont be md at me

Y/N: Talk to me, what happened?

Logan: I relsped nd my dad kcked me out ahain

Y/N: Oh Lo honey, talk me through it, what made you want to relapse?

Logan: ssters stupid fisnce mde a cmment on md ahain, how m alwys fcking up and i jst couldn’t take it. so i fond some of thm laying around and just did it, m sory sygr

Y/N: Hon, don’t be sorry okay? You’re okay. Relapses happen, it’s a true and unfortunate way of life. I’ve relapsed plenty of times before I fully recovered and now I’ve been sober for nearly 7 years. I’m gonna be here every step of the way okay?

Logan: oky, i love yoj

Y/N: I love you too Logan, you’re my best friend

Logan: no, nt just as a fridn. i love you. wanna get yu on top of me and hve you ride me. wnt u to fuck me unilt i cnt walk straihht

Y/N: Logan honey you’re high, you aren’t thinking properly at the moment

5:34pm EST | 2:34pm PDT | 23/5/20XX

Logan: Hey sugar?

Y/N: Hm?

Logan: Can we talk about something?

Y/N: Sure, what’s up?

Logan: So it’s almost been a month since, yknow, the relapse. I was wondering if we could maybe call tomorrow?

Y/N: Oh my god it is, we’re definitely celebrating tomorrow. You should be so proud of yourself Lo!!! This is a huge first step. We can call and group watch something on Netflix?

Logan: It’s a date

Y/N: 🤍

1:11pm EST | 10:11pm PDT | 6/6/20XX

Y/N: My boss is a dick oh my god I’m gonna off myself

Logan: Baby what’s up?

Y/N: I’ve pulled overtime 5 times this week and he’s asked me yet again on a fucking saturday night!!! All I wanna do is go curl up and die on my couch

Logan: Sounds like an asshole

Y/N: Not to mention he’s a huge perv and a misogynistic dick

Logan: Just tell him you’re not going to, if you get fired again then I’ll just send you some money, you shouldn’t have to worry about this shit

Y/N: Shit you’re amazing Lo

11:21pm EST | 8:21pm PDT | 17/7/20XX

Lo💚: Hey sugar, just got back from another Westworld trip so I’m all yours again

Y/N: Lo!!! I’ve missed you so much. I quit my job btw, can’t stand working in that environment anymore. So I’ve just been working on my novel and lounging at home

Lo💚: How are your savings going? Need some extra cash?

Y/N: Is this what having a sugar daddy is like?

Lo💚: Nah, having a sugar daddy would include me having you bent over. Since that’s not happening this is just two friends helping the other out

Y/N: If you keep talking about fucking me Im gonna hold you to that

5:34pm EST | 2:34pm PDT | 24/8/20XX

Lo💚: What are eating?

Y/N: This

Y/N: Happy four months Lo, I’m so fucking proud of you. You’ve done so well

Lo💚: Sugar.. you didn’t have to do that

Lo💚: Wait hold on someone’s at my door

Lo💚: I totally forgot I told you my address, oh my god sugar this is too much

Y/N: It’s a big day Lo, I’m gonna celebrate every single milestone for you. Just like my family did for me

6:27pm EST | 3:27pm PDT | 19/9/20XX

Lo💚: I miss you

Lo💚: If we worked together I’d have you cockwarm me while I did my paperwork

Y/N: LOGAN

Lo💚: It’s true, I’ve never felt this way about anyone. I want you, all to myself. I don’t do affection, I don’t do any of this shit but you, I wanna do it for you

Y/N: Let’s just.. wait until we meet in person

Lo💚: So we’re definitely going to see one another in person?

Y/N: Fuck

9:14am EST | 6:14am PDT | 7/10/20XX

My Man: Howd you sleep?

Y/N: Lo, you don’t need to wake up early to talk to me

My Man: I woke up from a nightmare, wanted you. What’s your plans for today?

Y/N: Don’t think I’m not gonna ask abo it the nightmares Lo, but as far as my plans go, seeing as I no longer need to work because my best friend has been providing for me. I’m gonna work on my novel, wanna write at least 5K today. Maybe go to the gym? I need to get going regularly, watch some tv, I also need to get some groceries delivered, double check my security system, the usual.

My Man: The nightmares were just the same as always. But why do you need to double check the security?

Y/N: My neighbours apartment got broken into. Sent me into a spiral so I’m double checking to be safe

My Man: Yknow I got a place in New York, penthouse apartment up in Central Park West. Why don’t you move in there?

Y/N: Why wiuld you have a place in New York?

My Man: Thinking about moving their, they wanna expand Delos and I’ve got something for me in New York. My family all thinks I’m a failure anyway, if I came to the east coast I’d have you. So move into the penthouse, set it up for us

Y/N: Lo… that’s far too much

My Man: It’s not, I told you. I want you, when I come to New York I want you waiting for me. I’m shit at expressing my feelings, I’ve always been the disappointment. When I got into drugs my family only cared cause it ruined their image. I’m going to come for you baby

12:20pm EST | 9:20am PDT | 3/11/20XX

Y/N: Happy birthday baby

My Man: What did you call me?

Y/N: Baby, you call me sugar all the time I thought maybe I’d try it

My Man: God I love you, so fucking much. Just wait, as soon as I can I’m coming to you sugar

11:34pm EST | 8:34pm PDT | 25/12/20XX

Y/N: I’m so tired, merry christmas baby

Baby Boy: Merry christmas sugar

Y/N: Did you get my present?

Baby Boy: Yes I did, I loved it. You’re an excellent writer, so proud of you for getting published

Y/N: You made it happen, how’s the Delos Christmas party?

Baby Boy: It sucks, but the old man gave me the green light for opening a department in New York so guess who’s gonna be seeing you very very soon darling?

Y/N: Oh my god!! I’m so excited, I can’t wait to see you Logan

You were waiting excitedly in the airport, bouncing on your toes as you waited to catch a glimpse of Logan. When he had messaged you before his flight all you could think of was finally being in his arms. Logan had sent you a lot of photos before and your favourites were when you could see his lean figure. He was healthy and pretty muscular all things considered. When you were helping him get sober you suggested started going to the gym. Since you suggested it he’s been going four times a week and it suits him.

A pair of arms wrapped around your waist covering you eyes. It pulled you from your head and you knew exactly who it was. A pair of lips kissed your neck gently and it was warm, as well as slightly wet.

“Guess who sugar?”

You turned around, jumping in Logan’s arms and nearly tackling him to the ground. Hands made their way to his face and you pulled his lips towards you. If you weren’t in public you’re sure both of you would have torn each other’s clothes off then and there.

“Let’s get your stuff, get to the apartment and show each other how excited we are huh?”

The statement had Logan hardening against you. He nodded and you both rushed off to find his luggage. After getting in the car his hand had dashed to your leg, holding you in any form possible. Logan lived for the contact and he was going to hold on to you forever.

#logan delos x reader #logan delos #logan delos fluff #logan delos comfort #ben barnes characters #ben barnes #ben barnes imagine #westworld imagine #westworld #delos

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Hi Laurie<3

👀🤩📚💞 for the fic ask game if you please <3

hi loops darling <333

👀A fic that you love a normal amount

baby, all i wanna do is coast (with you) by @xjustakay <3 i'm soooo normal about this story, no sort of obsession whatsoever!! genuinely one of my fav fics, i adore everything about it and it has the best found family trope i've read in a while <3 + i love barty here.. as all of you guys already know.. bc i never shut up about it..

🤩A fic that made you SLAM that "subscribe" button

already answered this but i'm gonna reply again bc i have a lot of recs and i'm gonna say operation walburga's arbitrary no kissing ever rule by my beloved @courfee <3 honestly the premise and the fact that it's loosely based on an enjoltaire 10 things i hate about you fic would've been enough to get me to subscribe but the moment i started reading it i was blown away by fra's writing and his james' characterization is lovely (and that's saying a lot bc i'm picky about him since i'm a james girlie at my core)

📚A fic you wish you could display on your bookshelf

the mystery of the pears by my love @sonwar <333 that fic altered my brain chemistry and changed me as a person, it's still one of the best pieces of writing i've ever encountered in my life and rowan is literally one of my fav ppl in the world so <3 do yourselves a favour and READ IT

💞A fic that led you to making friends with the author

another one i've answered but i simply Do Not Care so i'm gonna say what's your favourite scary movie? by @grimjobs !! don't get me wrong we were friends since the moment we followed each other here BUT we started to talk/interact more after i read their fic and left a comment!! best decision ever bc they're an amazing writer and i love everything they come up with!! reading anything by shan is always a delight <333

fic rec game

#keep asking me about fic recs pleaseeee #loops darling <3 #fic rec <3

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zabrakghoul · 10 months

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childhood memories

first swtor fic that i've actually finished wow! enjoy :)

Auicia's armour feels heavier on her shoulders as she takes another shot of tihaar. She's not even listening to Gault talk about… something or other, she didn't care. Not right now. Her eyes dart over to where they've been looking this whole time.

Light red skin with tattoos that look like rivers. Short black hair. Small blue eyes that shine like the water back home.

Saasri Kallig.

Or, Master Lynnoris Sulcor, as she called herself now. I'm being stupid. She probably doesn't even remember me.

"Can you read me a story, Aui? The one about the big grophet and his friends?"

"Sure, Rii. Promise you'll sleep after?"

"I promise!"

She'd hugged Auicia, after that, and asked to be picked up. She was about three, then; two weeks before her fourth birthday. Auicia shook her head at the memory. Saasri- Lynnoris, had always been so sweet and affectionate. Always wanting to be near her and Iofio, no matter what they were doing, no matter how boring. Even if it was just looking for scrap to sell, or collecting rocks along the coast of Raider's Cove, she wanted to be near her big sisters.

"Commander."

She snapped her head up. It's her. Her baby sister--no, she's not a baby anymore, stop thinking about that--in front of her.

"Yeah?"

"You were looking at me. I was unsure if you needed something."

Auicia hadn't realised she was staring. Hell, this was going to be awkward.

"Nope. Just looking around."

Gault gave her that look, that stupid look, one that screams that it was obvious she was staring.

"I'll leave you two be," he says, getting up, "I'll be off to go see my favourite woman." He said it loud enough so that Hylo could hear him from the other side of the bar; she hadn't even noticed Hylo came. The Mirialan rolls her eyes, dragging him off to stars-know-where. She wants to beg Gault to stay. He can't leave her alone like this, with her, in this situation. As much as she jokes and teases, the scoundrel had become something of a brother to Auicia. An uncle, maybe. She doesn't want to think about that right now, though. She doesn't want to think about any of her relationships.

"Well, if you need anything, you know where I am, Commander."

Saasri, Lynnoris, whatever she's called now, it hurts too much to think of, walks off with a short bow, as Auicia waves. She gets up and she walks--jogs--to her quarters. She can't deal with anyone right now. She doesn't want to deal with anyone right now.

A tug on her shirt.

"Aui, why are you crying?"

"Oh, it's… It's nothing, Rii. Why don't you go play with your sister?"

"Because you always hug me when I'm crying, and I wanna hug you now."

She'd been trying to pay off her father's debts to the Nova Blades, posthumously as it was. She didn't realise she was crying, she just knew Saasri was worried, and… she picked up the smaller girl, some of her tears falling on to the smaller Zabrak's head.

"Thank you, Rii."

The little girl nodded, nuzzling Auicia's shoulder in the process.

The weight lifted off her shoulders a bit.

She takes her armour off somewhat hastily, the weight too heavy for her at this point. The alcohol, these memories, all her feelings--far too much to handle for one woman, even one as strong as her. She wants to just get on the Mantis and go somewhere, maybe get a few drinks with Essarae and Risha, but no. She can't be seen like this, sweating and halfway drunk, on the walk to her ship. The Commander of the Alliance, seen like this…

"Commander, I have the-"

That voice. That deep voice.

"…It can wait."

"No." She says it a bit too loudly, a bit too quickly. It's Aereo Vral, her best operative, head of the Alliance's intelligence operations. And she's crying in front of him--she hadn't even realised she was crying until now, watching his eyes dart across her face like that--"Don't pity me, I don't need it", she wants to say so badly.

She feels an arm wrap around her, a strong arm, a familiar one.

"It's alright."

It's not. It's not alright. This is pathetic.

"I miss her."

"I know, I know," he says, kneeling down to sit on the floor in front of her chair, "you're alright."

Somehow, she gets the feeling he does actually know, even if he shouldn't, but- she doesn't care.

Maybe things will be alright.

#vale writes a fic #swtor #vale oc: auicia #vale oc: aereo #vale oc: lynnoris #i'd tag gault but he's here like half a minute #sister angst for my soul and possibly yours #a few of you have already seen this but Shhhh.

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