#my Tolkien masterlist

[pursuitseternal]

PursuitsEternal Tolkien Masterlist: A collection of First Age Sauron, Annatar fanfics

Summary: Sauron x f!Reader, dub con, breeding, werewolf smut.

Reader x Sauron. You are Galadriel, seeking the tomb of your dead brother in Tol-in-Gaurhoth.

As you stumble in through the dark, you seek a way to fill the empty void deep inside you. What you don’t expect is to be hunted by Sauron’s spirit, still wielding his Werewolf form. You think he will come to kill you, but he aims to do so much more.

Summary: Lady Galadriel alone suspects Lord Annatar, Lord of Gifts, to be more than he appears. Seeking to reveal him for the deceiver she believes him to be, she finds herself no longer alone in his private chambers. And he wants to give her a gift.

Summary: Retelling of “Beren and Luthien:”

His curse demands the love of one Being of Light, a being Sauron has found in his very path. But he remains trapped by Huan and Luthìen’s curse, stuck in werewolf form until the magic is broken. Galadriel cannot deny that this Dark Wolf has saved her from Orcs, soldiers sent to skin the former Dark Lord for his failure in Tol-in-Gaurhoth. Nor can she deny the growing attachment she has for his snuggles and kisses, her faithful Dark Wolf.

Summary: Dead Dove, Breeding, ABO

When Galadriel is the one captured along with Beren’s company, the dark of Tol-in-Gaurhoth is the least that will make her body shiver. Hints of A/B/O, Forced Heat, Questionably forced Breeding, Bestiality Dead Dove to come, and also talking werewolves.

🎨 by @marimosalad 💞

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Legolas suffering from sea-longing | Ao3 fic recs

Hello, under the read more you'll find a masterlist of fics where Legolas goes through the ordeal of sea-longing! 99% of them will include the pairing Gimli/Legolas, this list exists to be edited and nourished as long as I keep ruining my happiness with their existence :))))

"Legolas Greenleaf long under tree In joy thou hast lived. Beware of the Sea! If thou hearest the cry of the gull on the shore, Thy heart shall then rest in the forest no more." Galadriel

root and stone, song and sea, by @coveredinsun | words 13k+, post-canon, fluff and angst & Gimleaf

Summary: "[...] Or: A few looks into Legolas' sea-longing, and the joyous things that make it more bearable." [this one broke me I cried and smiled and every sentence deserves to be cherished, and everything this author writes is gold]

rebuil your seawall (brick by brick), by @deheerkonijn | words 30k+, modernAU & Gimleaf

Summary: "For weeks and months, Legolas has felt a pull - and dares not name it, does not heed its stormy-sky warnings, does not track the ebb and flow on the shoreline of his life. Here’s the thing about the tide, though: it rises whether one wills it or not." [this one made me lose my shit it was so well thought and the universe in which it's set is immense and dear, such a great series]

Across the sea (a pale moon rises), by loving_rat_314 | words 10k (unfinished), post-canon & old age & Gimleaf

Summary: "After Aragorn`s death, Legolas and Gimli brave an uncertain journey into the West." [don't talk to me don't look at me]

On the Cold Hill Side, by @mcvices | words 24k, missing scene & Gimleaf

Summary: "In the end, Gimli thinks, Legolas will steal his heart and sail away with it, and even the wonders of the Glittering Caves are not enough consolation for that loss. But when Aragorn calls for Gimli’s help in dismantling the hidden traps of Orthanc, everything changes." [I don't even know what to say, fell in love with the writing, adored it all, really great dialogues]

The Undying, by Angela | words 20k, old age & pining & slow-burn Gimleaf

Summary: “I was wondering,” Gimli had said at the beginning of it. “Isn't it about time you get started on that boat of yours?” It has been over one hundred years since the War of the Ring. Gimli and a dwarf girl named Mâglah help Legolas build his ship to sail into the west. While they are working, Legolas realizes that there are a lot of things that have been long unexpressed between him and his dearest friend, things that must be said and done before it is too late." [so complete, precious OC, heart-wrenching details and moments]

Seasick, by Longyan | words 3k, growing old & Gimleaf

Summary: "The pull has existed for a long time. It has always been there, just at the back of his mind ― a mere childish curiosity, to see waves break against the shore, to feel fresh breeze in his hair. Still, it was never more than a passing thought, something that would always be drowned out by other, more interesting things. Nothing more, nothing less. The world is bright. Sauron is gone. And Legolas is sure, as long he has Gimli by his side, the water has no power over him. And he is intent on staying forever." [short but strong, like Gimli. Will fuck you up, I kid you not, very powerful shit right here]

what a thing to choose, by coverdinsun (again) | words 4k, post-canon & Arwen stan account & Gimleaf

Summary: "[...] Or: As time appears to be slipping out of his grasp, Legolas must grapple with his fear." [idk I love your little short summaries in the end. another masterpiece, trule wonderful dialogue, some of my fave characterizations in here]

To the sea, by @roselightfairy | words 13k, so much angst & Gimleaf

Summary: "A few decades into their shared lives, Legolas seems to be losing his battle against the sea-longing. The only solution that he can think of is to go to the sea. Of course, Gimli will not let him go alone." [this one hits really really hard, a slap to the face. so much angst yet so beautiful, pay attention to all the tags, prepare your tissues beforehand <3]

Go west, by undomiel (dolcewrites) | words 8k, angst++++ & Gimleaf

Summary: "The Sea has never left Legolas' mind since he first heard the cry of the gulls at Pelargir. As time catches up to the elf, he has to make a choice: to sail to the West, or to stay with his companion, Gimli the dwarf." [Maybe even more angsty than the last one because it touches all the despair and loss and pain]

To be continued!

[i-did-not-mean-to]

S&D 2023 Gifts

If I talk the talk, I will walk the walk. 😃

Here are my artworks (absolutely not necessary to go look at them!)

And here are my promo posts for the amazing fics (badly described by me) I got this year:

📖 A merry medley of drabbles by @goschatewabn

📖 A Firebird collection by @cilil

📖 Námo & Manwë by @cilil

📖 Ossë struggling by @cilil

📖 Thuringwethil & Fem!Balrog OC by @cilil

📖 Irmo spinning around to Melkor's annoyance by @cilil

📖 A spirited re-imagining of Romeo and Juliet by @tethysresort

📖 A haunting tale of loss and hope by @maglor-my-beloved

📖 A fascinating story of accidents, pining, and great strength by @maglor-my-beloved

📖 A hilarious, involuntary deification of Elrond by @maglor-my-beloved

📖 A heart-breaking tale of solace and doom by @maglor-my-beloved

📖 An amazingly compelling first chapter for the Gladiator AU by @maglor-my-beloved

📖A beautiful Russingon dream by lferion

📖 A very compelling Gladiator AU by @yuzukimist

📖 A hilarious "Night at the museum" meets Tolkien by Drag0nst0rm

📖 A very sweet "On-the-road" fic by @ysilme

📖 A hysterical toe-to-toe between Elrond and a pesky plant by octopus_fool

📖 A humorous drabble about Nerdë and Anairë by @thedaughterofshadows

📖 A touching, interesting, and very funny story about Nerdë, magic, and a mischievous fox by @thedaughterofshadows

📖 A story about Boromir, Merry, and Pippin...and a funny prank by @babe-bombadil

I shall update this list as I go.

Every day, I will post another few promotional posts.

@fall-for-tolkien this might tracking my posts a little easier &lt;3

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Emery's Masterlist:

Pedro x Reader:

A Man After My Own Art: Professor!Pedro x TA!Reader

PROGRESS: Currently on Temporary Hold

Summary: You(Reader) move to new york to persue the dream of one day becoming an art professor. You're almost there, you just have to surrvive grad school at NYU but luckily equipped with your charm, wit and creativity, in your dream industrial loft apartment, you will acheive your dream. Maybe you find love along the way... maybe you don't. Thats for you to find out and for me to write!

Prologue : Insert Pun Here

Part 1 : Did we just meet... AND cute?!

Part 2: People are People

Part 3

Ect.

Pinterest Board: https://pin.it/3Xtwfpe

Joel Miller X Reader

(Insert story poster)

Title:TBD

PROGRESS: Currently In The Making

Summary: N/A

Prologue

The Heron And The Huntress: Pedro Pascal(LOTR AU) X POC!Elf!Reader

(Insert Story Poster)

Note: its pedro pascal but I’ve changed his name to fit the LOTR universe

PROGRESS: Currently In The Making

Summary: (ill write it later its lowkey complicated)

[eirual-32]

updated masterlist (my own fics) and link to some fic recommendations below

***requests are open***

my favorites : 💕

fluff : 🌸

angst : 🌨

Legolas x Reader

The Echo of a Spark (part I)

Before the Birds Sang💕🌸🌨

The Murmuring Sun (part I, part II, part III) 💕🌸🌨

fic recs

[cilil]

˗ˏˋ♕. angbang masterlist .♕ˎˊ˗

Melkor x Mairon | sfw & nsfw | heed tags

*♕. MSV 2023 .*

♕. 5 times they gave gifts & 1 time they gave themselves

*♕. oneshots [sfw] .*

♕. courtship (April alphabet challenge)

♕. gold (April alphabet challenge)

♕. jewelry (April alphabet challenge)

♕. picnic (April alphabet challenge)

♕. unexpected (April alphabet challenge)

♕. xoxo (April alphabet challenge)

♕. suntan/sunburn (summer stories)

♕. chaos (Ainur week)

♕. corruption & redemption (Ainur week)

*♕. oneshots [nsfw] .*

♕. webcam (spicy bingo)

♕. first time (spicy bingo)

♕. day 2 - massage (TSS treat)

♕. day 3 - fealty (TSS treat)

♕. day 6 - hotsprings (TSS treat)

♕. day 11 - voyeurism (TSS treat)

♕. day 12 - wrapping & unwrapping presents (TSS treat)

♕. day 20 - orgasm denial (TSS treat)

♕. summer festival + money shot (summer stories/summer of cum)

♕. silm smut week day 1 (monsterfucking, draconic!Melkor, size difference)

➵ main masterlist

[dfwbwfbbwfbwf]

My Tolkien ... Art - 1

A Growing Family

"A Knife!" :D

Aftermath

An Enchantment of Their Own Making

"Art" of the House of Finwë

Celegorm Survives AU

Celegorm Survives AU: 2

Celegorm Survives AU: 3

Eru's Discipline

Fëanárion Heraldry

Finno and Nelyo

His Little Brother

Huan and Tyelcormo Meet

Hugging Distance

I See Fire

I Will Win Tyelco! >:V

Meanwhile....

Messmer and Fëanáro AU: Alqualondë

Messmer and Fëanáro AU: Best Family

Spitting Image

Tatyacurvo and his Pityacurvo

Þauron's Unintended Consequences

The Birth of Curufinwë Atarincë

The First Hunt

Two hands! :D

Under New Management

Void

Masterlist

[thatsquiteconcerning]

Masterlist (own work, fanfiction, important posts&favourites)

"Daheim verblasst, die Welt rückt nah."

- Gandalf, The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey (German Dub)

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I hope I can provide the best experience for you browsing my little blog. Some of the stuff here is gonna be in German, because, duh, I am German. Which is also why the German dub of The Hobbit and LotR series has my whole heart xD anyhow, I still try to cater to as many people as possible keeping most of it in English.

Aside from The Hobbit and LotR, you'll find me in more fandoms than your grubby little fingies and toes can count so expect the unexpected.

Enjoy

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Fanfiction

The Hobbit LotR Other

Consoling, Confusion and Confession by @theblogofdurin Fili x Reader, short, fluff

now i hear a symphony by @iamthemain-character George Weasly x Reader, oneshot, Fred's death, coping

Broken Things by @saucyminxbrainspill Fili x Reader, trauma, travel, shy n sweet Fili, in progress

My own work

fanfiction poetry art

the world falls quiet when it snows

!Important posts!

nothing to see... yet :)

All time favourites

whatever earns a spot in my gallery of favourite things on this website

@rachelillustrates 's commentary on Bagginshield and the idea of Hobbit soul-matches

[batsyforyou]

Valinor Mood Board

This is a collection of images that I imagine Valinor to look like and what I’m currently writing off of. To me, it's like, cottage core mixed with greek architecture. The high ceilings, the arches, the plants growing on things, the statues, the color white and marble, tile floor, ridiculous amount of stairs, the quiet intimidating silence you'd get from big empty rooms and libraries. Basically, nature being one with the building/stone. And the lighting is mostly a ton of natural light and candles. Originally, I thought about the Valar having glowing balls of light in their spaces like mini stars but I’m not sure about it and its probably not gonna be a thing. So treelight/sunlight and candles for now. 

[earmo-imni]

Marijn's OC Masterlist

I have finally. FINALLY. Put together an OC masterpost like I said I wanted to do ages ago. (I actually did start one then, but I changed my mind about how I wanted to do it so. I redid it all.) Uh, disclaimer, I do have a number of Harry Potter OCs; however I no longer give JKR any money and simply play with my imaginary dolls in the privacy of my own mind and blog. If you have a problem with that (which, fair) please either block the tags hp series and hp ocs or simply unfollow/block me, whatever floats your boat. I'm going to keep playing with my dolls.

Other fandoms include Lord of the Rings, Fullmetal Alchemist (Brotherhood and Manga), Fairy Tail, and Castlevania (Netflix series).

⭐️ indicates a character I am especially attached to

❤️ indicates a character I am currently hyperfixating on

This is still a work in progress! Many of these will link to separate posts with more details eventually, because I have lots and lots of characters and lots and lots of feelings about them. It's just...going to take a while.

Additional posts because this was getting too unwieldy:

Aro-Polyam Found Family DND Party

DND, TTRPG, and LARP Characters

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Lord of the Rings

Mavwin Fëanoriel ⭐️

Pronouns: She/Her

Gender: Demigirl

Orientation: Grey-romantic asexual

Age: Around 8000 years

My most developed and third-ever OC, Mavwin is the third child and only daughter of Fëanor. In her youth she was a princess and an artist who loved her father fiercely. In the First Age she became a warrior and a leader, as well as a war criminal, having sworn the Oath of Fëanor and committed the Kinslayings alongside her brothers. Unlike her brothers, however, she survived the First Age with the help of her foster sons Elrond and Elros, and became a war hero in the wars against Sauron in the Second Age. By the time of The Lord of the Rings, she is a depressed and traumatized warrior slowly dying of grief. She ends up getting a very happy ending, winning Legolas' heart and finally getting to sail home to Valinor and finding healing after the Oath is mysteriously broken.

Carwegon

Pronouns: He/Him

Gender: Trans Man

Orientation: Gay Demiromantic Demisexual

Age: Around 2000 years

A Silvan warrior from Mirkwood and one of Legolas's friends who accompanies him to Rivendell. Genuinely just created so Legolas had someone to talk to in Mavwin's story. ADHD af, carves wood as a hobby, loves his spouse Lalar.

Lalar

Pronouns: They/Them

Gender: Nonbinary

Orientation: Gay Demiromantic Demisexual

Age: 3500-ish

A Silvan warrior from Mirkwood and one of Legolas's friends who accompanies him to Rivendell. Also created solely so Legolas had someone to talk to. Has a really nice laugh and loves their husband Carwegon.

Eleniel

Pronouns: She/Her

Gender: Cis Female

Orientation: Heterosexual

Age: Around 3000, maybe a little less

My second ever OC, I’m only including her because my list feels incomplete otherwise. I made her when I was fourteen, wrote several thousand words for her, then stopped writing fanfic altogether for nearly a decade. Her only highlights are being Legolas’s fiance, having the dubious honor of getting stabbed with a Morgul blade twice in her lifetime, and having the equally dubious honor of speaking extremely bad “Elvish.”

She’s been pretty much entirely eclipsed by Mavwin at this point and is unlikely to ever get so much as a downgrade to side character status, much less a revamp to her actual story.

Edit: Literally as I was working on this post, I came up with a possible revamp and tie-in to Mavwin's story, so...this space might change in the future. We'll see.

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Harry Potter

Aisling "Ash" Doherty ⭐️

Pronouns: Ze/Hir

Gender: Butch

Orientation: (Aroace) Lesbian

Age: 30s (same age as Sarah)

House: Hufflepuff

Ah, Aisling. For many months called only “Severus Snape’s Queer Irish Best Friend,” Ash has since become much more than that, and yet that is still who ze is at hir core.

Aisling (pronounced ash-ling) is the child of Fenrir Greyback and an unsuspecting young Northern Irish woman who fell victim to him. Raised by her loving mother and abusive stepfather, ze hails from Derry, Northern Ireland, going to hir first year at Hogwarts just weeks after the first riots of the Troubles erupted in hir own neighborhood. Aisling quickly became friends with Lily Evans and Severus Snape, in particular bonding with Severus over their terrible childhoods and James Potter being an asshole. Highlights of Ash’s story: accompanied Severus to the Shrieking Shack in their fifth year only to get bit by Remus and turned into a werewolf; moved to London after graduating and found a home in the punk and queer communities there, finding work as a bartender despite hir lycanthropy with their support; undying but not blind loyalty to Severus; extremely complicated relationship with the surviving Marauders. Ends up being Harry’s cool aunt* and living with Severus in a London flat.

Sarah Taylor

Pronouns: She/Her

Gender: Cis Woman

Orientation: Bisexual, but the kind that doesn't realize it, because everyone thinks people of all genders are hot, right?

Age: 30s (same age as Aisling)

House: Gryffindor

Sarah was my very first OC (technically I think I had one prior to her but I don’t remember that one anyway sooooooo). However, she got a massive and much-needed revamp in recent years. (Originally she was one of the most hetero- and amatonormative things you’d ever see in your entire life and it was mildly horrifying to look back on.)

So! Sarah’s mother had the dubious honor of being the only person Fenrir Greyback ever really loved. Not long after Sarah was conceived, however, her mother finally discovered Greyback’s true nature and ran, hiding out in the English countryside. There Sarah was raised alongside Remus Lupin, with the two quickly becoming close friends. After Remus was attacked by Greyback, Sarah’s mother and the Lupins worked together to move around the country in hopes of keeping the two children safe. Sarah, meanwhile, decided to dedicate her life to protecting Remus. Highlights of Sarah’s story: became an illegal Animagus (a wolf) in her third year so she could spend full moons with Remus; started dating Remus in their fifth year and married him soon after graduating; also joined the Ministry after graduation in an attempt to change society and the treatment of werewolves from the inside; after James and Lily die she and Remus search for Harry and move to Little Whinging to keep an eye on him, posing as a government career-woman and a house-husband with a part-time job at the local library. Ends the series living with Sirius and Remus in a nice cottage out in the countryside with a lot of well-warded land for the werewolves (Ash, Remus) and Animagi (Sarah, Sirius) in the family to roam during full moons.

Lukas Greyback

Pronouns: He/Him

Gender: Trans Man

Orientation: Gay

Age: 30s (two years older than Aisling and Sarah)

House: Slytherin

Okay, so for those who are Homestucks, you know Blood Players? Yeah, that’s this guy.

Lukas Greyback is the oldest child of Fenrir Greyback. Born into Fenrir’s pack, Lukas was Fenrir’s chosen heir—probably the only reason Fenrir was so accepting of Lukas being trans, as he’d been disappointed that his heir was apparently female. Fenrir did his best to indoctrinate his son with his views and train him to fight against the Wizarding World, even going so far as to protect him from getting bit and sending him to Hogwarts so that he would know how to defend himself magically. That was also Fenrir’s biggest mistake, however, as Lukas found people there who befriended him despite his parentage and unusual upbringing. His half-siblings and even some of their friends showed him the truth: although the Wizarding World could be cruel and discriminatory, there were still people who fought against the cruelty.

Armed with the Power of Friendship this knowledge, Lukas returned to Fenrir after graduating and confronted him once he’d been turned into a werewolf, declaring that he would rather make allies among the wizards and fight for werewolf rights politically instead of in a violent revolution. Enraged, Fenrir attacked him, blinding him in one eye and driving him out of the pack.

Undaunted, Lukas proceeded to work to form his own rival pack of those werewolves who suffered under Fenrir’s capricious rule, or desired reconciliation and acceptance from the Wizarding World. To that end, Lukas cultivated a calm, charismatic persona, achieving a near-religious following amongst those who joined him. His siblings still act as his closest allies in the Wizarding World, helping him to work from within in order to bring about the peace they all desire.

Brittany Albright

Pronouns: She/Her

Gender: "Girl" (Really she's agender but she doesn't have the words for it, and she's non-dysphoric anyway)

Orientation: Lesbian probably

Age: 30s (three years younger than Aisling and Sarah)

House: Ravenclaw

Brittany is the baby of the Greyback half-siblings, and tends to prefer the background, so I don’t really have a great grasp on her just yet. Here’s what I do know, however.

Brittany was born to a very, very young Muggle woman, a girl, really (because Greyback is a terrible person, as we all know), and was thus raised initially as her mother’s younger sister. Given the circumstances of Brittany's conception, however, her existence raised a lot of stress for her birth family, and life wasn't easy for her. Being neurodivergent and magical in a neurotypical, Muggle household didn’t help. She was eventually, around the age of six, given up for adoption as a result of all the tension, and a very kind, very neurodivergent Muggle professor ended up adopting her and gave her a much better childhood until they were pleasantly surprised by her Hogwarts letter.

Personality-wise, Brittany tends to be very quiet and shy and masks really hard, all the time. If you're able to gain her trust and make her feel comfortable, however, she basically becomes Entrapta from She-Ra and the Princesses of Power. She's fond of researching both Muggle technology and Wizarding magic in hopes of improving the state of technology in the Wizarding World.

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Other Fandoms

Rune Arthana

Fandom: Fairy Tail

Pronouns: Fae/Faer

Gender: Nonbinary

Orientation: ?????

Age: 17

Fae is just a little guy, you know?

Rune is a shy, mysterious member of Fairy Tail. Found and brought to the guild by Gildarts after faer father died from Magic Deficiency Disease, Rune uses “Spirit Magic,” magic that calls upon the spirits of the world around faer and apparently learned from the ruins Rune explored with faer parents, and is always accompanied by a large, magical, sentient hound.

The truth is that Rune’s dad mistranslated some ancient manuscripts that Zeref left lying around somewhere, and that “Spirit Magic” is actually Living Magic. Rune’s actually creating spirits from the things around faer. Fae is not very happy when fae encounters Zeref on Tenrou and finds this out.

Morgan the Doll

Fandom: Seven Deadly Sins (Nanatsu no Taizai)

Pronouns: He/They

Gender: Nonbinary Transmasc

Orientation: Aroace

Age: 2500-ish

Aka the container for all my gender dysphoria.

Somehow, in this universe, early on in Meliodas and Elizabeth’s curses, Merlin found notes from the original Gowther describing how to create a sentient magical doll, same as Gowther the Sin. In the interest of helping her friends, she created Morgan, a pretty female doll who could accompany Meliodas and use her emotion-based magic to help keep him stable during the long and tormenting years.

Morgan didn’t quite turn out as expected, however, because it turns out when you create a sentient being, that being tends to have their own ideas. While they did their best to serve and help Meliodas, and indeed became a close friend and confidant to both Meliodas and many incarnations of Elizabeth, they struggled with things like their sense of purpose, self-worth, identity, and gender over the millennia. (Gender, at least, was resolved fairly early on, actually, when Meliodas urged Morgan to do what they wanted instead of what he wanted, and Morgan promptly gave themself top surgery—something much more easily accomplished as a doll. Not that they didn’t give Meliodas a heart attack when he walked in on them. On the upside they’ve got really cool stitches on their scars!)

Madalena the Dhampir

Fandom: Castlevania (Netflix TV Show)

Pronouns: She/Her

Gender: Girl?

Orientation: Probably a lesbian

Age: 17-19?

A young dhampir literally raised by wolves, Madalena gets adopted by Dracula after Carmilla finds her on her way to Dracula’s castle and decides to drag her along as a “gift.” Dracula being a good dad when not drowning in grief and rage, he manages to drag himself out of his funk enough to care for Madalena and begin teaching her reading, writing, and fighting.

When Carmilla and the protagonists attack the castle, Dracula sends her to hide. She comes out a few days later to find only Alucard, who, after an initial scuffle over his part in Dracula’s death, adopts Madalena as his sister and continues the education his father began.

Rebecca “Beck” David ❤️

(Huge thank you to @cthonicascendant for making this for me!)

Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist (Manga and Brotherhood)

True Name: Tema shim Lakhel

Pronouns: They/Them

Gender: Nonbinary

Orientation: ?????

Age: 17

My newest OC, Beck is a deeply religious Ishvalan teen traveling with the Elric brothers for much of the story. Having been the only member of their family to survive the Ishvalan genocide, they have a lot of complicated feelings about alchemy, the Amestrian military, and Amestris and Amestrians in general, but they also believe that traveling with Ed and Al could be an opportunity to change Amestrians’ attitudes towards Ishvalans.

Eventually, however, they discover their mentor from the temple, who we know as Scar, is still alive and also really fucked up, which kind of throws a wrench in all their good intentions. And also there’s all the rest of the plot.

Featuring: a lot of trauma, anger, and tears; protective mentor Scar; lots of warm fuzzy feelings, religious discussions, and shared trauma between mentor!Scar and student!Tema; Whoops They Inherited My Religious Feelings; Oh God There’s Worldbuilding; Oh God There’s Conlang (Sort Of), and Rehabilitative Justice For The Win

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Credits for Picrews and Portrait Makers

Fantasy icon maker ファンタジー画像 by meimrr

Bright’s Picrew Hell by brightgoat

Fantasy Character Maker by MagicalPouchOfMagic

[WIP] Elvish Character Creator RE by findekane on Meiker.io

Elven Portrait by Azalea’s Dolls (using the Y8 Browser)

Heroforge

[halcyone-of-the-sea]

Requests Currently: Closed || All Works are F!Reader || Request Form

MASTERLISTS ➺

Call of Duty All Characters Masterlist

Call of Duty AU Masterlist

8k Reverse AU Event Masterlist - Ongoing

5k Celebration Drabbles Masterlist - Completed

MULTI-PART WORKS ➺

All Multi-Part Works Masterpost

RECENTLY UPLOADED ➺

Cat-Eyes

RA : Chapter XI

RA : Chapter X

CURRENTLY EDITING ➺

None

CURRENTLY WORKING ON ➺

"Moss, Bone, And A Falling Star" - Part I, II, III - Witch Hunter!Price AU

Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick 8k Event Fic

CoV Two Chapters

TO BE WRITTEN/WAS REQUESTED ➺

"Vivamus, Moriendum Est" - Part I, II, III - Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick Reincarnation AU

I Pick My Poison - Simon 'Ghost' Riley Interrogation Fic

A Church at the End of the World - Gary 'Roach' Sanderson Zombie AU Fic

HEADER: "The Mirror" by Frank Dicksee

PROFILE ICON: "Portrait of Barbara of Portugal" by Jean Ranc

NAVIGATION BACKGROUND: "Selene Thrown Down by Argus" by Ferdinand Keller

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FOTFICS Masterlist

(My Masterlist is too long...so I try to put as much as possible in some layered labyrinth of madness...)

2022

February Challenge : here

May Challenge: here

August Challenge : here

October Challenge : here

2023

January Trope Roulette : here

February Bingo: here

March Madness: here

April Alphabet: here

May Mashup: here

Forged in Fellowship 2023: here

June Pride Bingo: here

July Summer Stories: here

AU-gust: here

FOTFICtember: here

October Trick-or-treat: here

Thauc 2023: here

2024

January Trope Roulette: here

February Sweet & Spicy Bingo: here

March Luck of the Draw: here

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Modern AU May: here

June Pride Bingo: here

July Summer Stories: here

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FOTFICtember: here

[pursuitseternal]

Masterlist: a collection of Spawn and Ascended Astarion fics, drabbles, and AU’s

Tolkien (Sauron, Annatar) Masterlist

Link on Ao3

EtL Gur!Tav x Astarion—Katja hates her circumstances of a tadpole in her head, but she hates him more, Gue by birth, monster hunter by trade like her people. As for him, she’s the same stock of vagrant that killed him all those centuries ago; punishing her should be fun.

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3

Chapter 4 |

Ao3 link | Tumblr fic Index

Ascended Astarion x f!Reader

“I can’t yet speak its language…” Astarion doesn’t know all his powers, despite the title of Vampire Ascendant, despite having a Bride at his side. Suppose these manifest themselves surprisingly, even awkwardly… a bit of comedy and smut.

series link on AO3

Series of scenes from Acts 1 and 2 of Spawn Rogue Astarion x Female Reader.

✨Part 1: “Go back to sleep, darling…” [the SFW flirty bite one]

✨Part 2: “You’ll have to keep quieter than that…” [the NSFW sexy fingering one]

✨Part 3: “Daggers are a love language, my dear…” [the NSFW sexy daggers one]

✨Part 4: “Let me have that sweet ambrosia, my love…” [the NSFW vampire feeding frenzy, period sex one]

✨Part 5: “All vim and vigor, dearest…” [the NSFW healing trope one]

✨Part 6: “Maybe we should fight more often…” [Lovers Spat and Make Up Sex one]

✨Part 7: “You had better tie me up, darling…” [fuck or die Sex Pollen one]

✨Part 8: “Anything to reassure you, my sweetest…” [jealous tav needs nsfw convincing]

✨Part 9: “Dexterity check first, my sweet” [my homage to his hands, and an excuse to use Sharess’ Caress]

✨Part 10: “To things that warm us!” [drunken toasts and public cockwarming]

✨ Part 11: “Use Your Words” [prompt full au: lovers run]

✨ Part 12: “Decadent” [Valentines Day sex chocolates, semi-public sex]

✨Part 13: “You’ll end up bitten” [the werewolf smut, knotting one]

✨ Part 14: “Don’t hold your breath” [underwater oral hot spring surprise]

✨ Part 15: “Knowledge is a dangerous weapon” [bookworm Tav, Spawn powers, breeding (no babies) kink]

✨ Part 16: “Your body’s already given you away” sharing body heat, caught in a storm

✨Part 17: “You make me want to live:” BG3 anniversary smut based on the song

✨ Part 18: “I wanted to hear you whimper:” Brat taming the Vampire

Yuletide in Faerûn Part 1: A Yuletide Miracle (Spawn)

link to fic on AO3

Scenes of Ascended Astarion x Female Reader, realizing that all the power in the world can’t instantly heal all his trauma. It takes love, sex, and making him remember the Vampire Rogue he once was. All chapters are NSFW.

🩸Chapter 1: Welcome Me

🩸Chapter 2: Cleanse Me

🩸Chapter 3: Surprise Me

🩸Chapter 4: Hold Me

🩸Chapter 5: Master Me

🩸 Chapter 6: Warm Me

🩸Chapter 7: Persuade Me

🩸Chapter 8: Scald Me

🩸 Chapter 9: Rescue Me

🩸Chapter 10: Unmask Me

🩸Chapter 11: Seek Me

🩸 Chapter 12: Treat Me

🩸 Chapter 13: Release Me

🩸Chapter 14: Use Me

🩸 Chapter 15: Choke Me

🩸 Chapter 16: Reprimand Me

🩸 Chapter 17: Vex Me

Yultide in Faerûn Part 2: Wrap Me Up (Ascended) 🎀

link to fic on AO3

🗡️Enemies to Lovers | Astarion x Named Tav

💞🗡️He can’t remember anything, but she does. The betrothed she believed dead, the source of all her centuries of grief and heartache now in the middle of her path after the Nautiloid crash, but something is different about him. Dark. Changed. Something hidden.

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3

Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6

Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9

Chapter 10| Chapter 11| Chapter 12

Chapter 13| Chapter 14| Chapter 15

Chapter 16| Chapter 17| Chapter 18

Chapter 19| Chapter 20| Chapter 21

Chapter 22| Chapter 23| Chapter 24

Summary: A favor once given to ensure Ascension is finally owed in turn: Raphael arrives from Avernus. With the thrill of another battle on the horizon, Astarion and his Raven prepare for fires and blood. Lust and bloodlust aren’t quite so diffent

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3

🩸Ascended Astarion x Selûnite Shadowheart🌙

Caught sneaking on the walls of the Crimson Palace, Shadowheart wakes in the dungeons, deep in the Monster’s lair, the keep of her former companion and current tormentor, Lord Astarion. BDSM kink fic with a happy ending.

Ao3 link | Fic tumblr Index

Lumina is different, newly turned, and she has turned the head of the Master, the Vampire Ascendant. For the first time in 200 years, his beating heart might just feel something again.

CW: darker turns to softer AA, Harem of Spawn, No Tav, OC reminds AA of his past, “she’s special,” some jealousy, manipulative sexy AA, angst with a happy ending

Ao3 link | tumblr Fic Index (all chs)

🩸🗡️Ascended Astarion Drabbles Mini-Masterlist

✨🗡️ Spawn Astarion Drabbles Mini-Masterlist

Fanart by @marimosalad, @nyx-knox @snowfolly and @dafna-winchester

[suddenlybambi]

spin the bottle ♥ kyle broflovski

pairing : kyle broflovski x reader

nsfw (smut) - minors DNI!!! - aged up characters (18+)

tags : implied underaged drinking, praise kink, degradation, hair pulling, p in v sex, afab reader, mild sub/dom dynamics, sub!kyle, dom!reader

word count : 3.5k

summary : when a game of spin the bottle pairs you with the object of your affection, you'll take full advantage of the chance the universe has given you

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a/n - this isn't proof read so pls if there are mistakes lemme know

It was a well-known fact that Clyde always threw the best parties in South Park. Whenever his dad was off on a business trip, it was go-time, and that weekend was indeed go-time.

It was one of the rare occasions when you had all decided to keep it amongst friends, with no assholes from neighbouring towns showing up for free booze and boobs. Just the South Park group.

“Bebe, my love, your tit is about to fall out,” You reached over to hike up Bebe’s dress for the fourth time that night. You had no idea how she even managed to keep it on in the first place. It was practically just a belt that barely covered her. Though you had to admit, she looked hot as hell in it. Figuratively speaking, of course, if she dared to take a step outside, she would surely freeze to death. 

“I love you!” She grabbed your face in the palms of her hands, squishing your cheeks together. “You are playing spin the bottle with us!”

“Oooh, tempting, but no!” You smiled as you rolled your eyes, looking around and prying her hands off of your face. “You know as well as I do that there is only one person here I would kiss.”

“Just ask him out already!” She groaned, dropping her arms to her sides dramatically. “Oooor… Just screw someone else to take your mind off of him?”

“Babe, unless you’re suggesting yourself, I’m not interested,” You teased, grabbing her arm as she started to stumble a little. You pondered for a minute, looking around at the people you had grown up with. “I’ll play one round of spin the bottle.”

“Yes!” Bebe cheered, grabbing your face and planting a very drunken kiss on your forehead. “You beautiful bitch! Let’s get you laid!”

“Since when did the rules of spin the bottle change from a kiss to a quickie?” You joked as she pulled you towards the gathering circle. To your somewhat pleasant surprise, the object of your affection, Kyle Broflovski, had decided to play. The surprise was only somewhat pleasant as you realised that out of the 12 or so people playing, the chances of the bottle landing on him when you spun it were decreased. You could dream, though, and dream you most certainly did. Usually at night, with your hand buried between your thighs and his name on your lips.

“If it rolls on a guy, do I have to kiss him?” Clyde asked, looking around for confirmation or, rather, someone to say that he doesn’t have to.

“What’s wrong? Scared you’ll catch feelings?” You teased your friend as Bebe pulled you to sit down next to her. “Or are you scared that the feelings you’ve already caught will come out?”

“It’s just a peck on the lips,” Kenny shrugged, nudging Clyde. “It’s no big deal.”

“Kenny, dude, you’ll kiss anyone,” Stan pointed out. “Is there a penalty for not kissing someone?”

“Tolkien?” Bebe called across the circle at him. “You got the thing?”

“I sure do!” He pulled out a bottle of something so red that it was practically glowing. Whatever it was, it didn’t look natural. “Hot sauce, it’s over 2 million Scoville.”

“Is that hot?” Butters questioned, looking over at the bottle nervously.

“I’d kiss Kyle’s bitch of a mom over drinking any of that hot sauce!” Cartman announced, scowling at the bottle as though it had personally offended him.

“Hey!” Kyle threw his hands up as if to say that the comment was uncalled for, but Cartman ignored him completely.

“Let’s fucking go!” Kenny cheered, spinning the bottle first before anyone else got the chance. Everyone took it in turns. The kisses were only light aside from when Clyde landed on Bebe and fully went in making out.

Finally, it was your turn. You prayed to whatever deities may be listening as you flicked your wrist, sending the empty bottle spinning. There was one person you wanted it to land on, and you held your breath as the spinning slowed down until it eventually ceased.

You didn’t know which deity you now owed it to, but the bottle had landed on exactly who it was supposed to.

Looking up, you met eyes with Kyle Broflovski, who already had a red twinge on his face. You couldn’t tell if it was that look on his face, the alcohol already in your system, or the fact that you had waited for the better part of three years for an opportunity like this, but a wave of confidence rushed over you.

Within seconds, you had gotten up and crossed the circle to him, climbing onto his lap. The small, shocked gasp that slipped from his lips was swallowed in an instant when you pressed your lips against his. Your hands instantly found their way to his hair, the same hair that you had admired from afar, watching the curls bounce as he played basketball when he would casually brush it away from his face. 

You couldn’t help yourself as you pulled on his hair, your lips catching the smallest little whimper that slipped out as you did so. 

There was absolutely no battle for dominance in the kiss. He submitted to you instantly, allowing your tongue entry as you tilted your head to deepen the kiss further. Where you were, and the people observing were lost to you, all you could focus on was that you were actually kissing Kyle, and he was kissing back with just as much eagerness. 

His hands had been on your waist, but they slowly inched down to grab your ass, giving it the softest squeeze as he pulled you impossibly closer.

There was only one thought on your mind when you pushed your hips against his as you straddled him. ‘More’. That’s all you wanted, more, more, more. He was intoxicating.

You were forced to pull away to breathe, but your mouth instantly latched onto his neck, determined that if this were a one-time deal, you would leave your mark.

“Jesus fucking Christ!” Cartman’s voice pulled you from your haze, and you regretfully removed your lips from Kyle’s body, though your hands remained in his hair, keeping him close to you. “Get a room!” 

“Later,” You whispered before you pressed another small kiss to his lips, only to be pulled off of him by a very drunk Clyde, who just wanted the game to continue.

You caught the hopeful glint in Kyle’s eyes that confirmed to you just how interested he was in return.

“Please?” He sounded almost pathetic in this plea, but that only fueled you on more. Bebe gave you a knowing look as you rejoined her in your original space in the circle.

Another round started, and Kyle had to kiss Tolkien, but when it was your turn again, you landed on Kenny. He made his way over to you in an instant. You intended for the kiss to be a quick peck, but apparently, the blonde had other ideas as he held your head in place while he tried to deepen the kiss. You managed to push his head away and awkwardly pat his hair as a sign to ‘stay there’, unsure what else to do. Your eyes darted over to Kyle, who had a hard glare set on the back of Kenny’s head.

“I think I’m done now,” You mumbled, getting up and shuffling away from the group. You were suddenly very worried that your kiss with Kyle had sent the wrong idea to everyone else that you were up for full make-out sessions with anyone. The game didn’t last much longer after that. You did notice that Kyle had avoided his turn when it came up. You deeply regret not having done the same.

After the game wrapped up, the music was turned up, and shots were brought out. You downed one before spotting Kyle talking to Kenny in the corner. You suspected that it was about you, and you couldn’t resist getting closer to listen in to the conversation.

“Dude!” Kyle seethed through his teeth, his hand holding onto Kenny’s shirt to prevent him from getting away. “What the hell was that?”

“I did that for you!” Kenny held his arms up in defence. “I was testing her!”

“What the fuck are you on about?”

“I was making sure she was actually interested in you and not just drunk and horny and willing to sleep with anyone,” Kenny explained. You weren’t sure how to feel about that. Part of you felt used and manipulated, but another part of you was proud that you passed the test.

“And the only way you could do that was to stick your tongue down her throat?”

“She didn’t reciprocate at all!” 

“Just… Don’t do that shit again, okay?” Kyle sighed deeply. “You know how I feel about her.” 

“How could I not? You’ve been going on about her for years, dude,” Kenny laughed. You were sure your heart skipped a beat. Had Kyle really felt the same way about you the entire time? It was then that Kenny spotted you, or at least acknowledged you. “Oh, hey, Y/N.”

“Hey, Kenny!” You felt a little better talking to him now that you knew the context of the kiss. But your attention was primarily set on the redhead who looked more than a little flustered to see you. “Hi, Kyle.” 

“Hi…” You wanted to grab his cute, flushed face and kiss him again. You wanted to pin him against the wall and see how much it would take him to beg. You wanted to make an absolute mess of him.

Instead, you just held your hand out. “Dance with me.” It wasn’t a question or even a request. It was an instruction. You could see the switch in his eyes to submission, and you revelled in the power you felt from having such a hold over him. His hand was in yours in a second, and you pulled him towards you and to the edge of the crowd of partygoers. You didn’t want to get caught up amongst everyone. You wanted to keep him for yourself and avoid the risk of others trying to interrupt your conversation. You didn’t want to share him with anyone. He was yours now.

“How much did you hear?” He asked. You could hear his shaky breath betray how nervous he truly was as he spoke. “Between me and Kenny?” You pulled him close to you as you started to sway to the music. You weren’t dancing at anywhere near the right tempo for what was playing, but you couldn’t care less.

“Enough to know that one of us should have made a move years ago,” You cooed, leaning into him further as you spoke. You purposely brushed your thigh against his clothed crotch, taking in his soft gasp and the way his hands clenched from where they had settled on your waist. “You know, out of all the nights I’ve dreamt about you and the things I’d do if I got the chance, I never took you for being a bit of an exhibitionist. You got off on people watching us back there, didn’t you?”

“Well- I- Uh-” He stumbled over his words, the tips of his ears were bright red, and he couldn’t meet your intense gaze. With a smirk, you grabbed his face in your hand, squishing his cutely flushed cheeks together as you made him look at you. You didn’t have to repeat yourself. He knew what you were saying. “Yes, I did.”

“I don’t know if I should praise you or punish you for being such a slut,” You teased. You had let go of his face to once again thread your fingers through his hair as you had while playing spin the bottle. Using the leverage you had on him, you pulled him in, hovering your lips over his but not actually kissing him. “What do you think?”

“Both,” He whispered. You could feel him struggling slightly against the grip you had on his hair to attempt to press his lips against yours, but all it did was cause you to pull his hair. The moan that he let out was unlike anything you had heard before. With a small giggle, you tested this out, voluntarily pulling on his hair again. You watched his lips snap together in an attempt to stifle the second moan, but it didn’t do much to help.

“Seven minutes in heaven!” Bebe announced, interrupting your moment with Kyle. His eyes pleaded with you to ignore it, but a plan formed in your mind that you couldn’t refuse. Your hand slipped from his hair, trailing down his neck, shoulder, and arm until you reached his hand.

“We’d better not keep them waiting,” You feigned as much innocence as you could when your mind was full of pure and utter filth. Holding his hand, you pulled him over to where the circle was regrouping after people had drunk more and danced a little. “How are we doing this?”

“Might as well spin the bottle again,” Stan shrugged, holding up another empty bottle. “Unless anyone else has a better idea?”

“Spinning the bottle sounds perfect,” You smiled, letting go of Kyle’s hand to sit back down next to Bebe. She gave you a knowing look after her eyes landed on a bewildered Kyle as he settled down next to Stan. “I have a plan, and you’re going to allow it.”

“Y/N’s up first!” Bebe grinned at the rest of the group. Stan placed the bottle down, and you leaned over to ‘spin’ it. Instead of actually spinning it, you manually turned it around once before lining it up with Kyle. You didn’t wait for anyone to call you out and make you actually spin it before you got up again, walking over and pulling Kyle up by the front of his shirt. 

“That’s cheating!” Cartman pointed accusingly. “You can’t do that!”

“Go cry about it, fucker,” You glared at him for a second, but your eyes mostly focused on Kyle as you pulled him up the stairs and to what you knew to be the spare bedroom in Clyde’s house. He trailed after you like a little lost puppy, not saying a word. He was already completely at your will, and you loved it. “Seven minutes isn’t long for what I have planned for you… But we’ll make it work.”

“What do you have planned?” He asked. You could hear how nervous yet hopeful he was, and it made you melt. He was so obviously already putty in your hands, and you hadn’t even started.

“Strip for me and lay on the bed,” You instructed, pressing a soft kiss to his lips before gently pushing him backwards and towards the bed. While he was distracted, you slipped your underwear off and stuffed it in your bra so you’d be able to find it later.

Kyle followed your request until he got to his boxers, where he hesitated. You could see the obvious tent that had formed, and your mind went wild. You had spent what was admittedly far too long staring at him when he played basketball, paying close attention to his shorts in order for just an idea of what he was hiding there, but nothing could have prepared you for when he finally took his boxers off. He was bigger than you had anticipated. You were almost intimidated by it, but you were more than ready to accept the pain that would first appear for the pleasure that would soon follow.

You couldn’t wait for him to lie down on the bed. In a split second, you pounced on him, pinning him to the bed and straddling him. Thanks to your lack of underwear, his hard member slid against your folds, and a shared moan rang out through the room.

“Fuck foreplay. I need you in me now,” You shook your head, abandoning your plans to tease and edge him until the last possible second. You only had seven minutes, and you planned to use every single one of them, milking him for all you could. “Do you want this?”

“Yes!” He nodded eagerly.

“Yes, what?” You couldn’t help but tease him just a little bit more.

“Please!” He had barely finished the word when you sunk down onto him. You were already so turned on that he slid in with ease. The way he stretched you out hurt at first, but as expected, the pain quickly morphed into pleasure after you slid yourself up and down a couple of times.

Kyle’s moans were loud, pathetic, and the hottest thing you had ever heard, but you knew it wasn’t wise for him to continue at that volume. As much as you wanted everyone to know that he was yours and you were the one making him feel that way, you knew him well enough that the post-bliss clarity would embarrass him to no end.

“Baby, you need to keep quiet,” You cooed. Your hand traced up his bare chest and settled at his neck. You didn’t squeeze, just pressed down ever so slightly. Your goal of keeping him quiet was ruined by the even louder moan that slipped from him at this. “Do I need to gag you?”

“Yes,” He blurted out immediately, taking you by mild surprise. You felt him twitch slightly inside you, signifying just how serious he was.

“What should I use-” You paused, an idea forming in your mind. You pulled your balled-up underwear from your bra, holding it up in front of him as you slowly rolled your hips to match his thrusting up into you. “I suppose I could use my panties?”

“Yes! Please!” He nodded desperately as best as he could when your hand was still on his throat. “Yes!” His thrusts up into you had gotten sloppy, so you released his throat while you shoved your underwear in his mouth to gag him and used your now free hand to hold his hips in place.

“You look so pathetic and desperate right now,” You smiled, picking up the pace to try and chase the tension that was quickly building inside you. Using your free hand, you started to circle your clit with two fingers, softly moaning at the feeling. You wanted to throw your head back and lose yourself in the pleasure, but you couldn’t take your eyes off of Kyle’s as they looked up at you. There was a hazy look to them. He looked so submissive for you. “You’re such a good boy, letting me use you like this.”

The mixture of degradation and praise was clearly getting to Kyle in the best possible way. Below you, you could feel his thighs starting to shake as he drew closer and closer to finishing. The temptation to edge him was significant, but you had to be wary of the time you had left. So, instead, you did your best to grind onto him at as fast a pace as you could manage, your fingers matching the speed on your clit.

The panties in Kyle’s mouth barely muffled the pathetic moans and whimpers that came from him as you felt his seed spill inside you. You were on the pill, but you’d grab a Plan B from Bebe the next morning just to be careful.

As you rode out his orgasm, you reached your own. Both your fingers on your clit and your hip movements became messy as your body shook with what you were sure was the most intense orgasm you had ever had in your life. Your back was arched, and your head flew back as you rode out the final waves of aftershock before collapsing against Kyle’s chest.

“Are you okay?” Kyle asked, having reached up to remove your underwear from his mouth. He asked with such genuine care that you almost forgot the situation that had led to it.

“More than okay,” You nodded with a sleepy smile. As much as you wanted to just sleep there like that, cuddled up against his chest, you knew you were only moments away from one of the other partygoers bursting in and finding the position you were both in. Reluctantly, you pulled off of him. The feeling of his seed dripping down the inside of your thighs as he pulled out threatened to turn you on again if you thought too much about it.

“Uh… Here,” Kyle held out your panties to you as he sat up with you, one hand subconsciously holding onto your waist to keep you steady. You looked at them and lowered his hand, shaking your head.

“Keep them,” You told him, a small smirk emerging on your lips. “Until next time, at least.”

“Next time?” His breath hitched at the implications of those two words. You wanted there to be a next time. You wanted to do that again.

“Next time.”

[scoonsalicious]

Unwanted: Chapter 1, Unarmed - Pt. 2

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Avenger!Fem!Reader

Summary: When your FWB relationship with your best friend Bucky Barnes turns into something more, you couldn’t be happier. That is, however, until a new Avenger sets her sights on your super soldier and he inadvertently breaks your heart. You take on a mission you might not be prepared for to put some distance between the two of you and open yourself up to past traumas. Too bad the only one who can help you heal is the one person you can no longer trust.

Warnings: (For this part only; see Story Masterlist for general Warnings) Mild language, Bucky and Reader being Tolkien nerds, light fluff, mention of rabies (it's a super scary disease and we should all be vigilant, okay?!)

Word Count: 1.6k

Previously On...: You just had the pleasure of meeting the very handsome Bucky Barnes. Despite a little bit of awkwardness during your first encounter, you have a feeling your life is about to get a lot more interesting now that he's been introduced into it.

A/N: You know what? I said I wasn't going to do this, but I thought "fuck it!" and decided to post all of Chapter 1: Unarmed. My anxiety is too high to just sit on it. So, please enjoy Ch1. Pt2! Pts 3 & 4 to follow!

Banner By: The absolutely amazing @mrsbuckybarnes1917

Taglist: (Please let me know if you’d like to be added!) @blackhawkfanatic

The next evening, you were making your way back to your suite after a productive, albeit exhausting, day in your lab. You were working on a crisis prediction real-time monitoring system to anticipate global threats. You were convinced it would allow the Avengers to respond to trouble faster, but perfecting the privacy algorithm had been an absolute pain in the ass, and you still hadn't gotten it quite right. Technically, you could have farmed the project off to a subordinate; hell, even a team of subordinates of a subordinate, but this was one of your pet projects and you insisted on being hands-on in its development.

You had your tablet open as you walked, chewing on your thumb and reviewing the dataset from the run of your latest algorithm model one more time. Closer, but not good enough. If you were going to convince Tony that this was a program worth implementing, especially at its projected cost, everything had to be perfect. "Damn it," you muttered to yourself.

You rounded the corner and ran smack into Bucky's chest, dropping your tablet and causing him to drop the three books he'd been holding under his remaining arm. "Oh, shit-- I'm so sorry," you uttered as you bent down to retrieve the dropped items. Bucky leaned down to assist you, but you waved him off.

"’S my fault; I've got it," you told him, piling up his books for him. "I wasn't paying attention to where I was going. I didn't hurt you, did I?"

Bucky leaned up against the wall and chuckled while you stood up and handed the books back to him. "I doubt you could hurt me," he said, smiling softly. "No offense."

You let out a small laugh. "None taken." He was a super soldier, after all. Stealing a glance at book spines, you couldn't suppress the smile that crossed your face. "Lord of the Rings," you nodded appreciatively. "Have you read them before?"

Bucky looked down at the books tucked under his arm. "No, first time. I read The Hobbit back when it was first published in '37, but these didn't come out until after..." he trailed off, but you knew what he meant. After he'd been abducted and brainwashed, turned into a murderer.

You nodded in understanding. "I'm actually really excited for you," you told him. "What I wouldn't give to be able to read them again for the first time."

"You a Tolkien fan, then?" he asked you. When you nodded, he continued: "When I finish them, maybe we can talk about them sometime? Steve's not really into fantasy."

"Yeah, I'd like that," you said. "If you're interested, we could watch the movies. I'll warn you though; they're long as hell, but their masterpieces. I mean, they didn't need to turn The Hobbit into three separate films, but still, they'll blow your fucking mind."

Bucky ran his tongue over his lower lip and you couldn't help but follow the motion with your eyes. "That sounds like fun," he said, his eyes twinkling with... something. "Your place or mine?" Was he… flirting with you?

"How 'bout you finish the books first, then we'll talk logistics," you teased. "Hey, speaking of, what floor did they end up putting you on?"

"Um, this one, actually," he said, tilting his head toward a nearby door.

"No shit," you remarked, laughingly. "You must have done something to piss Rogers off, because he put you right across the hall from me."

Bucky looked down, scuffing the toe of his boot against the carpeting. "He said it was the quietest floor, thought I'd prefer that."

You pursed your lips, considering. "Yeah, that makes sense; it's just been me on this level for ages. It'll be nice to have some company for a change."

Bucky looked surprised. "Stark's kept you down here all by your lonesome? That doesn't seem very nice."

You shook your head and dismissed his concern with a wave. "Oh, no-- Tony hates that I still live down here, actually. He put in all new living quarters a few years back. Everyone migrated upstairs, but I was the only one who didn't want to move."

"Why's that?" Bucky asked, appearing genuinely interested.

"I've lived here since I graduated college," you admitted, "back when it was still just Stark Tower. When Tony relocated here from Malibu to rebrand it for the Avengers, he wanted to redo everything, which meant fancy new suites for everybody. But I love my rooms, so I asked to stay put. They've been my home for so long now and I guess I just like the stability, you know?"

Bucky nodded thoughtfully. "And Tony thinks highly enough of you that he let the blow to his ego slide?"

You raised an eyebrow. "Maybe I have enough dirt on him that he felt like he didn't have much of a choice." You snorted, not able to keep up the pretense. "No, but seriously, I know you and Tony have a complicated... history, but he's not a bad guy. Ego as tall as this Tower, yes, definitely, but he's also incredibly kind and generous. He paid for my entire college education-- undergrad, post-grad, doctorate. I owe everything I have to him."

Bucky shifted against the wall. "That is pretty generous. And he never expected anything from you in return?" He didn't say the words out loud, but the implication was there. Had you slept with Tony in exchange for your diplomas? The innuendo should have bothered you, but it had been posed to you so many times over the years, you'd stopped being offended by it. Before Pepper, Tony had had quite the  reputation, after all, and an MIT education didn’t exactly come cheap. Most people couldn’t understand why he would offer a full ride to someone who, at the time, had been a complete stranger.

"Tony appreciates talent," you clarified. "When he finds it, he cultivates it, nourishes it, does everything he can to help it grow to its fullest potential. But he does like to get a return on his investments, and my skills have helped him make a lot of money." You shrugged your shoulders with a chuckle. "I love my job, I love the work we do, I love the stupid weirdo family we've built here, so I've always considered meeting Tony to be the best thing that ever happened to me. He's kind of like my own fairy godfather."

"So, what exactly does he have you do around here?" Bucky asked. "I know Steve said you did computer stuff, but you said it was an over-simplification."

You ran a hand up to rub the back of your neck while you considered your answer. How best to explain your position to someone who was born before the invention of the television? "Okay," you exhaled, "so, short answer is that I'm the CTO, the Chief Technology Officer, of Stark Industries and, under that, I run the Avenger’s Technology and Innovation Department. It's sort of our take on Research and Development. I've got a lab where I'm in charge of about 450 scientists, engineers, computer programmers, analysts, et. cetera. And our entire job is coming up with cool new ways of making things easier for the Avengers. Like, new features for suits, developing useful programs, coming up with new defenses and weapons, that kind of thing. And if we've got missions that require heavy computer- or tech-work, I come along for on-site support. I'm combat-trained and good with languages, so that comes in handy in the field. There’s probably a ton of field agents that could go in my place, but for Tony, it’s a matter of trust."

Bucky let out a low, appreciative whistle. "Damn. That's impressive. You're a little intimidating, you know that?"

Laughing, you tucked your tablet under your arm. "Please. I'm about as intimidating as a hamster." You paused to think. "Maybe a hamster with rabies, but still a hamster."

A series of beeps emanated from your tablet. As you pulled it out to check the alert, Bucky moved away from the wall. "I'm so sorry-- you were heading back to your room and I've basically been holding you hostage this entire time."

"Actually," you said, silencing the notification alarm that had distracted you, "That was just a reminder I set for myself to eat. Sometimes I lose track of time in the lab and completely forget to have dinner. Are you hungry? You could join me."

Bucky pulled his head back, regarding you as though he wasn't sure if you were serious.

"Or, if you don't want to, that's cool," you said quickly once you noticed his hesitation. "I mean, you wanted a quiet floor. Annoying neighbor is probably the last--"

"I'd love to," interrupted Bucky with a grin. "I'm just surprised someone like you would want to spend time with someone like me."

"Someone like me? Hey now, for all you know, I could be an absolute trash person," you teased, playfully punching him on the shoulder.

Bucky chuckled, his eyes sparkling with a newfound warmth. "Well, I highly doubt that, but I guess I'll find out soon enough."

"Don't say I didn't warn you when you do." You cocked your head toward the door to your room. "I'm going to change out of my work clothes. While I do, how about you decide what you're in the mood for, and we'll go from there. That sound good?" Bucky nodded as you let yourself into your room. The evening had taken an unexpected turn, but you found you were looking forward to spending more time in the company of Bucky Barnes.

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⊹ ₊ Silvergifting Week Masterlist ₊ ⊹

⟡ Day 1: Beginnings | First meetings

⟡ Day 2: Crafting | Community

⟡ Day 3: Soulmates | Marriage | Bonding

⟡ Day 4: Betrayal | Captured | Bad Ending

⟡ Day 5: Post-canon | New beginnings

⟡ Day 6: Canon Divergence | AU

⟡ Day 7: Freeform