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uluvjay · 11 months
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Post game celebrations- O. Power
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Owen power x fem! Reader
In which you make sure Owen properly celebrates once he gets home
Warnings?; SMUT, p in v, unprotected sex(USE PROTECTION), oral(m receiving), cursing, kissing, dirty talk, porn with a small plot
“Baby?” Owen called as he stepped into your shared apartment.
“Living room!” You called out the the boy.
He walked in to find you seated on the couch, one of his shirts covering your frame.
“You did so good tonight” you smiled up at him, grabbing his hand to pull him down next to you on the couch.
You sadly hadn’t been able to attend the game due to work but had gotten home just in time to watch him score the game winning goal.
“Thank you” he blushed, leaning down to pull you into a kiss.
Owen had meant for it to be a sweet ‘I missed you today’ kiss but he could help the groan that escaped him when your hands pushed him back into the soft cushions and your thighs slotted over his.
“M’ so proud of you O” you whispered, lips beginning a trail down his throat.
However you were stopped by the collar of his dress shirt, “is it okay if I take this off?” You breathed into his ear.
“Mhm” he quickly nodded.
A smirk broke out on your face as your fingers began to work open the expensive shirt, fingers moving slowly taking your sweat time with each button.
“So pretty” you praised as your lips pressed against the now exposed skin, causing a sharp intake of breath from the man below you.
You continued your way down his body, lips pressing against the pale skin of his abdomen as you slowly sunk to the floor between his spread legs.
“Baby you don’t have to” he spoke
“I want to, you deserve it Owen” you replied to the boy before your hands made their way to his belt, fingers hastily working to get it undone.
“Shit” he breathed as you freed his aching cock from the confinement of his boxers.
A deep moan broke from Owen’s throat at the feeling of your cold hand wrapping around the base of his cock.
His back arched as your tongue finally made contact with his tip, slowly moving around the angry red skin in little kitten licks.
Slowly you moved your head down, slight gags escaping as you did your best to take him all the way down your throat.
Shivers ran through Owen’s body as you hallowed your cheeks, bobbing your head as your hands worked what you couldn’t fit.
“Baby-fuck” he cried, head thrown back onto the cushion behind him allowing you to see his pretty neck.
Pulling off from his cock with a loud pop Owen finally got a clear view of your entire face, tears streaming over your cheeks, lips swollen and covered in spit, cheeks flushed and hot.
“God you’re so pretty” he groaned, locking a hand into your hair and pulling you up to his lips.
“Owen, I wanted to take of you” your whimpered as he completely pulled your body back onto the couch.
“I know but I can’t take it anymore, need to fuck you” he was practically aching to get inside of you.
Completely stripped of his left over clothing the boy slotted himself between your thighs, pushing up his shirt that swallowed your body to reveal your little lacy underwear you’d put on just for him.
“All for me?” He smirked
“All for you O, always you”
Owen pulled your panties down your legs before lifting one over his shoulder, running his dripping head through your folds.
“Shit” you cried at the feeling of him pressing into you.
A shared moan filled the air as he bottomed out, he stayed unmoving for a moment, allowing you to get adjusted to his length.
“Fuck Owen, move please.” You begged, hands moving up to his bare back.
With a hand gripping the leg that rested over his shoulder and one placed next to your head Owen began moving in fast thrusts.
Sounds of slapping skin and pathetic whimpers filled the small living room, the springs of the couch squeaking from his movements.
“So tight” he groaned into your neck, his lips moving along your sticky skin.
He could feel your walls already beginning to clench around him, your breath picking up at every thrust his hips made.
“Oh-Owen! I’m getting close” you gasped, nails ranking down his back; no doubt leaving raw scratches at the skin.
“I know, c’mon baby. Come for me” he encouraged.
The moan that escaped your throat at the feeling of his thump coming in contact with your clit was downright pornographic, walls somehow tightening around him even more.
“I-shit. M’ Coming O” you cried as you felt the knot that had formed in your tummy breaking, sobs filling the room as your body shook under his large one.
“Such a good girl, I’m almost there baby” he growled, the feeling of your orgasm bringing him closer to his.
Owen’s thrusts became sloppy and desperate as he chased the high he so desperately needed, soft grunts and groans escaping him as he felt him self slipping.
“I’m coming” he cried as his large body stilled on top of yours, a shiver running down his spine as the euphoric feeling took over his body.
“Fuck” he groaned as he let himself rest against your body.
He nuzzled into your neck as your fingers began running through his dark locks.
“Good celebration?” You giggled.
“The best, thank you baby”
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@op-simp 😘😘
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powermakar · 1 year
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You Don't Need Your Glasses for This -Owen Power
Author's note: Well I need to drown in holy water. Also I listed all of the songs I listened to while writing/proof reading so here they are in order:
So it Goes... -Taylor Swift
I'm Yours (sped up) -Isabel LaRosa
Sex Money Feelings Die (slowed version)- Lykke Li
Paris -Taylor Swift
Summary: Smut, lots of smut. Oh, and some after care.
Words: 1.5k
Warnings: Glasses kink, praise kink, daddy kink?, overstimulation, pictures during sex, cum play?, every other smut warning basically.
Keep Your Glasses On (part one)
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 Owen did not have a hat trick or a multi-point game but there wasn’t any special occasion needed for this. You didn’t need a reason to have sex with your boyfriend after one of his home games. The same thing happens at least twice a week: Owen comes home to you in lingerie and his jersey, sprawled out on your bed and you two fuck for a little before you both fall asleep. But tonight that is all going to change. 
Before Owen gets home you find your vibrator and your favorite pair of panties. You lay on your bed, spreading your legs out, putting the vibrator against your clit, and begin to play with your hardening nipples. You hear the front door to the apartment open, but that only makes you turn up the speed of your vibrator and you cry out, “fuck Owen, fuck, that feels so good,”.  You know he walked into the bedroom because you can feel your skin heat up but you continue to ignore him. “Fuck I think I might squirt,” you moan.
“Ok, that’s enough from you, you little slut. So fucking needy for me that you can even keep your hands off yourself,” Owen says pulling the vibrator off of you. You just moan in protest and slip your hand down to play with your pussy. You make eye contact and bite your lip when you move your panties to the side and push two fingers into your cunt. “Y/n what did I say? Such a slut that you can’t stop fantasizing about me fucking you,” Owen exclaims roughly pulling your fingers out of your hole and licking them clean. 
“Owen,” you groan at the sight. 
“Yes, babe?” Owen asks, smirking. He puts one hand in your hair and pulls you close to a kiss. “I’m going to fuck you so hard tonight,” he says before latching on to one of your nipples. Owen toys with your left nipple while gently biting and squeezing your right tit. 
“Mmm Owen please,” you moan as you start to thrust your hips against his thigh. Owen just hums in response as he moves to your neck to leave a few hickeys, here and there. When he finally releases your neck you look down to look at the mess he made on you. You pull on your nipples a little more before it was your turn to make Owen speechless. “How about that picture now?” you smirk.
All Owen does is stare at you in shock. “Are you sure babe? I don’t want you to feel like you have to,” he says looking at you. 
“I’m sure Owen”. With that, he walks over to one of your dressers and pulls out your old Polaroid camera from high school. You just give him a questionable look. 
“I want to have an actual copy that I can look at when I’m on the road” 
“Owen just hurry up and take the pictures so you can fuck me,” you whine. 
He takes a few pictures before he says, “Play with that pretty pussy for me”. This time you slip three fingers into your hole while you use your thumb to rub your clit. You arch your back to
make your tit show a little more as well. As soon as you see the flash go off you quickly pull your fingers out and spread your wetness across your stomach. 
“Babe when I die, bury me with this picture. I almost came while taking this,” Owen whines, showing you the picture. And well, it is a sight to see. 
“Just fuck me already O, make me scream your name”
Owen slides your panties down your legs and dives into your cunt, with his glasses on may I add. He is sucking on your clit and fingering you with three of his large, calloused fingers. You intertwine your fingers in his hair and push on his head to get him closer to your pussy. You are basically screaming at this point and you pray that your neighbors won’t mind all this commotion. 
“Jeez y/n, are you trying to suffocate me with your pussy?” Owen laughs. You just moan in response when he curls his fingers up to touch your G-spot. You quickly pull Owen’s fingers out, and he looks at you in concern, but not after you yell out his name, squirting your sweet juices all over his fingers. “Holy hell y/n, I didn’t think you had it in you!” Owen exclaims. 
“Let me suck your dick,” you say, already unbuckling his belt. 
“Anything after that,” he moans. You go down to your knees and spit on his big cock, pumping it before you lick the tip of it. Owen guides you as you take more of his cock, and soon enough you are deepthroating the whole thing. 
“Yeah, you like that, y/n? My huge cock down your throat while you try not to cry from pleasure, huh? You're going to drink every last drop of my cum when I spill into the back of your throat?” Owen says running his thumb along your open mouth. You nod eagerly, and that's when you feel Owen’s cum hit the back of your throat. He pulls you up by your hair, into a kiss before he tells you to lay down on your bed. 
Owen spreads your legs out and slowly lines up his cock into your hole. He grabs onto your hips and plunges into you harshly. All you can do is moan loudly and run your nails down his back. Owen continues to fuck you this way until he reaches down to your clit to help chase your second orgasm. He flips you around so your back is against him, holding you close. 
Owen nips on your neck and whispers, “Such a good girl for me, taking daddy’s cock so well”. With that, you are sent over the edge to your third orgasm. He pounds into you, continuing to whisper sweet words of encouragement. All you can do to respond is whimper and moan. 
With his large 6’6” frame Owen is able to pin you to the wall while he continues you fuck you. “You are going to be a good girl and you are going to take all of Daddy’s cum in your sweet little pussy, ok?” Owen says against your lips. You just nod, as you are unable to form any coherent
words. Owen grabs you chin forcing you to face him and says, “You are going to look me in the fucking eyes and tell me that exactly”. 
Your leg buckles but Owen keeps you up straight. You manage to say, “I am going to be a good girl and I am going to take all of Daddy’s cum in my sweet little pussy”. It's funny how you thought your own words would never be able to push you over the edge, but here you are, orgasming for the fourth time. You also feel Owen’s warm cum fill your hole up. 
“Stay right here, I am going to take another picture,” Owen says. He gets up to get the camera and you hear a drop of his cum hit the floor and you shudder at the sound. He takes a picture of your pussy and the mess right underneath you. Owen throws the camera onto your bed and drops down to his knees. 
Before he can do anything you say, “Hold on, you don't need your glasses for this”. He smirks and throws his glasses somewhere and begins to eat you out. You orgasm instantly as you are so overstimulated. Tears prick your eyes from the pleasure and Owen notices immediately. 
“Fuck y/n, was that too much?” he asks, worried. 
“No, no, it was good, it's just that I think that I’m too overstimulated. I feel like if my thighs even touch together, I’ll cum again.” Owen just laughs at that. “Owen, why are you laughing right now! It’s too much,” you cry. 
Owen shows genuine concern when he looks at you again. “Ok, I’m sorry love, I’ll get everything cleaned up”. Owen comes back with a washcloth but he begins to clean the floor up. 
“What the hell is wrong with you Owen Power?” you say. 
“Calm down, I’m running a bath for you,” Owen responds. He picks you up bridal style and carries you into the bathroom. He gets dressed and kneels down, next to the tub. “I’m really sorry if that was too much for you y/n,” he says, washing you gently. 
“It was fun, but maybe we can turn it down a notch. Maybe next time I can be in control,” you giggle. 
“Maybe, but let’s get you to bed,” Owen says once he sees you yawn. 
“I really love you O” 
“I love you y/n” is the last thing you remember before you drift off to sleep in Owner's arms.
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honeyeyesworld · 9 months
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Let’s do that hockey|| Jack Quinn
(None of the pictures are mine, I found them on Pinterest credits to the original owners)
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Yourusername: ✨I am a photographer and I took these pictures ✨
Good luck tonight boys!! Score goals and stuff. As they say in hockey, let’s do that hockey 🤪
Also should I be worried about Owen taking my boyfriend 🤨
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User1: LMAO NOT THE PICTURE OF OWEN AND PEYTON 💀
jeffskinner: Thank you for capturing all of my good sides 🤝
User2: The best photographer in the nhl 🤩
peytonkrebs: Y/N??
Yourusername: Peyton??
peytonkrebs: what did I do to deserve that picture 😭
User3: idk if I want to be Owen or Jack 😏
jackquinn19: I would never leave you for Owen baby
owenpower_: that’s not you said last night 😏
jackquinn19: shhh 🤫
Yourusername: ???
User5: thank you for blessing us with these pictures 😫
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Yourusername: MY BOYFRIEND SCORED!! 🥳🥳
Good job on the win boys 👏👏 beyond proud of how you guys played today, and congrats to the love of my life for scoring a goal 🥰🥰
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jackquinn19: All thanks to you angel I love you so much ❤️
User7: y’all I was at the game tonight and Jack pointed at her after he scored it was so cute 😭
owenpower_: OUR boyfriend scored thank you very much
jackquinn19: all for you Owen 😘
Yourusername: 🤨🤨🤨
buffalosabers: Thanks to our good luck charm 😉
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ryeriy · 1 year
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tis the season
warnings: fluff
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a/n: I had a late start to my 31DOH but here is what was supposed to be October 1st
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"God this is heavy!" I said while dragging the heavy toat across the floor labeled with the word Halloween on top of it. I had time to spare today since Buffalo has a pre-season game today at home. He'll be back in a few hours. Owen was playing in the game so I turned on the TV to watch while decorating. Tomorrow's October 1st so I decided to get the fall decorating done. Owen says I'm crazy for decorating this early but it's never too early. I have always had a passion for Halloween and fall. "Let's get this sorted out," I said while dragging the that into the living room. I lifted the lid off of the toat to see all the Halloween decorations I had collected over time.
I started taking out and going through the decorations I wanted and didn't want to put up around the house. I started setting up cute fake pumpkins on the coffee table, TV stand, and a few shelves. I found a few photo frames that were Halloween-themed. My hands reached up on the wall to grab the photos we had hanging on the wall. The pictures were of the two of us, us with our family, and or friends. I replaced the frames of the photos with the themed ones, putting the old ones back in the toat I had opened.
I took a break to watch the second period of the game. I didn't notice how fast twenty minutes went by until I stared at the TV watching hockey. Laughing to myself as I don't usually watch tons of TV. I saw Owen making some really good plays and I was happy to see that. I like watching him play it's not only entertaining it's fun. I feel so supportive even if he doesn't know I'm watching him sometimes. Intermission was over and the third period started and that's when I decided to start decorating again.
Dragging the toat into the kitchen. It wasn't that heavy anymore since I took out some stuff but still wasn't light. Searching through the toat I found fridge magnets. They must have been from a long time ago because I don't remember these at all. They were skeletons, bats, and jack-o-lanterns. Really cute magnets so I put those on the fridge. Our fridge has a ton of stuff on it so we could use those. After putting those up I searched for any other decorations I wanted to use. The last few things I decided to use were some candles, mugs, and cups. Those didn't take long to set up at all.
I gathered all the things I didn't use and put them back into the toat. Then I took the toat back into the basement where I got it from. The house looked so nice and festive now. When I came upstairs and into the living room, where I left my phone I saw the game had ended. I got a text notification on my from Owen.
hey, the game ended and I'll be home soon :)
sounds good :))
I replied to him. I was changing the channel trying to find something good to watch and eventually just put on reruns of Grey's Anatomy that was on. I wasn't paying attention as much to the TV as I was also on my phone. Scrolling through my Instagram feed when I heard the sound of keys unlocking the front door. I walked over to the front door to Greer Owen, knowing it was him. When the door opened I saw him standing with coffee from Tim Hortons. Both of our faces smiling when we saw each other. I opened the door for him and he walked in. "Wow, you already decorated for Halloween?" He said while putting the two coffees on the kitchen counter as he looked at the decorations. "You should know that I do my decorating early," I say while laughing.
"Well, I'm glad the house is decorated for a holiday that's in a month." He says while chuckling and I just smiled at him. "Oh stop," I say jokingly. "Okay fine then, I'll drink your coffee the-" I cut him off before he could finish what he was saying. "No!"
"I'm just messing with you." He says. "Here you go." He said while handing me my coffee. "You know me so well," I said while kissing him on the cheek. "Is that pumpkin I smell?" Owen questioned. "I told you I decorated," I said while laughing softly. "You should know it's pumpkin season," I said. "You're just so adorable." He says while kissing me on the head.
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drrav3nb · 2 years
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AT HER SIDE, NEVER TO DEPART
Synopsis: It has been years since the volcanic eruption in the Southlands stole Tar-Miriel's sight. But with the loss of her eyes came a solemn vow, an oath from her captain, sealed by the Valar, that he would stay at her side, never to depart, to always be there when she needed him.
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cuttergauthier · 2 years
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Who I Write For
Hey everyone this is a list of who I write for.
If you have someone else in mind, send me an ask and i’ll let you know if i want to write for him. I’m not picky
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greazyfloz · 2 years
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I am backk. I use to write like 4 years ago but took a break but I am backkkk inbox is open :-))))
I will be adding a prompt list and a list of who I write for soon :)
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local-fanfic-addict · 2 years
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So, if I were to write an Elendil x Fem!Reader and it might have been placed in a Beauty and the Beast AU, would y’all read that? Because that man’s angry voice does something to me and I feel like writing 2012 fanfiction again.
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smytherines · 6 months
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I often wonder if I would feel differently about The Staircase Scene if I had seen SAF when it first came out in 2016. The first time I saw it was probably around October or November of 2023, and like... the context is different now.
Whatever we want to say about the personal story arcs of these characters (and I know I'm in a tiny minority because, for me, killing Owen does not constitute a satisfying close to Curt's arc, that's totally fine), there is the very real issue of the sociopolitical context that this scene takes place within- both in their time (1961) and in ours.
One very cool thing about SAF is that, in order to understand these characters better, a lot of younger queer folks end up learning about the Lavender Scare, about Executive Order 10450- which officially prohibited gay people from working for the US government- for the first time. That's an incredible, precious thing to me. Yay queer history! It's important!
The show itself never addresses the fact that both the US and UK governments had very public, very brutal campaigns equating homosexuality with communism with being a traitor to your country. But if you want to understand these characters, and especially write fanfiction, you're really incentivized to teach yourself some fundamentally important aspects of queer history.
In the 54 Below concert, before singing Not So Bad, Brian Rosenthal talks about how when they were developing the show they thought N@zis were more or less a thing of the past, that they're fully aware of how differently that song might be taken now after an escalation into a more open embrace of fascism in the US. And they're absolutely right about that.
But I think that's also perhaps an issue with the staircase scene, or at least it is for me. Obviously homophobia and transphobia were not "fixed" in 2016, they were still massive problems resulting in violence and discrimination and brutality. But institutionally, at least, you could look at the situation and point to some things that were gradually getting better.
In 2016 trans youth in my state were legally allowed to receive gender affirming care. In 2024, they are not. It's not that homophobia and transphobia went away and then came back, but there was a very real resurgence of the use of the media and of governmental power to inflict pain on queer & trans people and chase them out of public life- bathroom bans, gender affirming care bans, Don't Say Gay laws, trying to make drag illegal, equating queer and trans people with pedophilia. There has been a big cultural shift back towards the same kind of violent governmental moral panic that our beloved Curt & Owen would have lived under.
Whatever we want to say about these characters and this story (and there's tons of fascinating debate there), there is still the base of a gay man killing his ex-lover ostensibly to protect US foreign policy objectives. Killing the man he loves- or loved, at least- to protect the secret that he is gay. And that hits different for me now.
I watch that scene and it is heartbreaking on a personal level, but its also heartbreaking as a queer person who just wants to scream "your government will destroy you for being gay, you don't owe them shit!"
Owen tries to explain that the surveillance network is happening, that the future won't wait for Curt to catch up. Barb has been saying she's working on the same thing for the US government the entire show, but Curt just kept ignoring her. And I just want to say "Curt, honey, what do you think your government is going to do to you with that surveillance system? Do you think you're useful enough to keep around even though you have sex with men? Because I promise you they will not care."
It feels tragic to me because on some level it seems like Curt would actually be safer with another gay man having control of all the world's secrets than he will be if the government he has dedicated his life to gets their hands on that same technology.
And the thing is, having a tragic ending doesn't make the show bad. This show is great. This scene is spectacular. It makes you think, it makes you feel things, it does all the stuff that great art is supposed to do. Absolutely none of what I'm saying here is meant to denigrate the show as a musical or a story or even a queer story. I hope it doesn't come off as me saying "actually this show is bad," because I don't feel that way at all.
Clearly I live and breathe this show. That's why I spend all my time on here analyzing every scene, every frame, every facial expression. I love this show so much that I can't help but deconstruct it and look at all its component parts- including the sociopolitical context both now and in 1961. Because that context, despite never being explicitly mentioned, is important to our understanding of these characters.
I love these characters so much that it's actually pretty difficult for me to watch A2P7 anymore, because the staircase scene is so emotionally devastating to me that it's hard to try to swing back into that more comedic tone (even though Spy Dance is a certified bop).
I'm not even sure what my point is with all of this, other than to say that Spies Are Forever is a show that is great and fun and funny as written/performed, and becomes gradually more emotionally devastating when you rewatch it or when you understand the subtext of it. When you can engage with the themes of gender and sexuality, surveillance and technology, trauma and trust, and tease out even more satisfying theories around this show.
So yeah. It's a musical. It's about spies.
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uluvjay · 1 year
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talkinfanfic · 3 months
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Episode 307 - Interview with HeyJulien, Football RPF and Carraville writer
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🎧 Episode available on any podcast app, Spotify, or stream here!
Like a bicycle kick goal at minute 95, Sara finally completes editing on a much overdue interview with fellow Carraville author @heyyjulien ! 
Sara and Julien talk about the world of football RPF (as in soccer, for all you Yankees); specifically the delightfully odd-couple rivals-to-lovers ship of English football pundits Gary Neville and Jamie Carragher. Other talking points scattered across the pitch include: football as war, derby days and football rivalry; the joys of local non-league football, the Bundesliga and fußballkultur; to switch POV, or not to switch POV; the annoying beauty of David Beckham; and of course, we discuss the tragically under-utilized in fic friendship of Paul Scholes and Gary Neville (or, Scholesy as the Kermit to Gary Neville’s Miss Piggy). 
Join us, if you like!
Correction - at 03:27:40 we incorrectly refer to our wonderful fellow Carraville author as ‘player1604’-- their handle is @player1064, which is a reference to Gary Neville’s England legacy number. Gary was the 1,064th player to play for England’s National Team. More notes, references, and time caps below the cut.
Contact and Credits:
Intro Theme: Kyle Laurin "Oasis Supersonic Theme" (Twitter: @cobrakylemusic)
Tumblr: talkinfanfic.tumblr.com 
Instagram: @talkinfanfic
Time caps:
00:10:39 - Chelsea v Liverpool result in the Carabao Cup Final AND “Football and Butts”
00:13:17 minutes - Picking an English team as an outside fan, local rivalry in sport, and the mechanisms of tribalism
00:21:10 - Football pride as a substitute for national pride in Germany
00:22:57 - League structure in european football, the purity of the local club, financial doping, and German “fußballkultur”
00:32:57 - A late introduction to HeyJulien ! Julien’s earliest reading and writing memories.
00:36:36 - First encounter with fanfiction and Youtuber RPF
00:42:11 - Path into Sports RPF
00:45:28 - The specific allure of Hockey RPF
00:53:54 - Getting into Football RPF and Carraville
01:11:07 - Carraville fic, start of “Zombies” discussion, and Julien’s real-life plot inspiration
01:20:04 - Excerpt 1, from “Zombies” 
01:39:12 - Strategy and instinct of switching POV’s 
01:59:50 - “The Victorian Era” 
02:06:13 - Excerpt 2, from “The Victorian Era” (apologies from Sara for the botched English accents)
02:23:17 - Cat cameo by Daniel Pickles - and the theme of power in “The Victorian Era”, Gary and Victoria’s friendship, and writing moments that “show” instead of “tell”. 
02:32:27 - The fun of writing about “bad people”, and recurring themes popping up in our works; AND the specific joys of fanfiction enriching “real life”
02:40:36 - “Tasting Syrup On My Tongue”
02:50:45 - The joy of Stevie G and Scholsey in Carraville fics
03:00:46 - Sara’s childhood soccer experience
03:02:49- Rapid Fire Questions!!! 
03:17:21 - Michael Owen Quotes
03:31:00 - Coffee Shop Scenario
03:37:32 - Julien’s fic recs
03:43:11 - Final question- “What do you think it is about sport that lends itself to fiction and fanfiction?”
Episode References
FIC - ‘These zombies in the park, they're looking for my heart’ by HeyJulien 
FIC - 'The Victorian Era' by HeyJulien 
FIC - ‘Tasting Syrup On My Tongue’ by HeyJulien
https://www.fanfiktion.de/ - Julien’s first fanfic site!
CBS Champions League Today "Best Of" - Youtube video, example of CBS crew compilation, ft. Jamie Carragher, Micah Richards, Thierry Henry, and Kate Abdo
"Gary Neville & Jamie Carragher's BEST moments! 👀🍿"   - Youtube video that Julien sent Sara to kick off the Carraville spiral
Gary Neville’s interview with Jamie Carragher on The Overlap - Youtube
"Neville and Carra - the perfect TV double act make their Monday Night Football debut" - Daily Mail article from August 2013, describing Jamie’s MNF debut alongside Gary. 
And another 2013 article, this one from Stretty News on the Carraville punditry duo, described as “a dream pair”. 
‘Tasting Syrup’ reference - Footage of John Terry head injury  in the 2007 League Cup Final, Chelsea v Arsenal - Youtube
‘Tasting Syrup’ reference - Footage of Jamie Carragher head injury in a match against Arsenal in April 2011 - tumblr link
Fanart - Man United v Liverpool lineup as envisioned by the genius k-ky - tumblr link
Article - "Bastian Schweinsteiger dragged the modern Germany to ultimate glory with blood, sweat and tears" - on Schweinsteiger’s heroic and gritty performance in the 2014 World Cup Final (October 2019)  
Some more brilliant Michael Owen quotes (unverified but highly entertaining)
Julien rec - Sara's fic, [the gap between crack and thunder] WIP! 
Julien rec - Quell the Tide by Imnotreallyhereatall - the hockey RPF julien mentions loving (Ao3, locked)
Julien rec - Take a Chance on Me by @zevons, @jjjat3am (Ao3, locked)
Julien rec - keep your silver, give me that gold by @thesecretdetectivecollection (Ao3)
Julien rec - Gary Neville is Still a Red, Just a Different Shade by @fanficburner (Ao3) 
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powermakar · 2 years
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Keep Your Glasses On - Owen Power
Author's note: Ok so I 100% definitely have a glasses kink and Owen wearing his glasses just does something to me so I wrote this for all of us horny people.
Part two: You Don't Need Your Glasses for This
Summary: Pure filthy smut with no plot whatsoever
Words: 1.1k
Warnings: Praise kink, glasses kink, whiny Owen, cocky Owen, swear words, pretty much every warning that comes with pure smut
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Owen’s game had just ended and you knew it would be a while before he got home from dealing with all of the press. You took that time to prepare for your celebration of Owen’s first multi-point NHL game. A dark blue matching set to represent the Saber’s blue always ended up being Owen’s favorite set of lingerie. Throwing a jersey on with the familiar number 25 sprawled across the back, you lay down on your and Owen’s bed.
You hear a jingle of keys and the front door opens so you call out, “In here Owen!”. Owen walks into the room and looks you up and down with his eyes blazing with heat. 
“All of this for me baby?” Owen smirks. 
“All and only for you,” you say, sliding one side of the jersey up so he can get a glance at your blue, lace thong. He just groans in response and drops the coat of his suit to the floor and loosens his tie. “Is it getting a little hot in here? Maybe I should take this off so it’ll be cooler” you say, pulling the jersey over your head and revealing your bra. The cold air hits your nipples making them pucker and you let out a little moan. All Owen can do is stare at you. “Take a picture, it'll last longer,” you tease. With those words, Owen’s head snaps up with a questioning look. “Maybe next time O, but right now I need you to come over and do something to me”.
“You have no idea how much I wanted to leave but those reporters kept asking me questions and all I could think of was you,” Owen says while running a finger around the waistband of your thong and snapping it back against your skin. All you can do is squirm and move his hand closer to your pussy. “Not yet, baby, we need to get you wetter,” he says. 
“Please Owen I need your dick or fingers or at least something!” you groan. 
“Aw, are we begging now? Are you that horny that you can’t wait anymore? It’s a little pathetic if I’m being honest,” Owen says knowing it’ll rile you up a little more. 
“If you don’t want to help me, then I’ll just do it myself,” you smirk rubbing your clit through your panties. 
This must have made him angry because he pins both of your arms above your head and growls, “You follow exactly what I say and if you don’t you’ll get punished”. 
You wanted to try something new and giggle, “Yes sir”. 
“Fuck y/n,” Owen groans and unbuttons his shirt, and throws it to the floor. “If you want to play that game I can play it with you”. Owen unhooks your bra and throws it somewhere in the room. He starts toying with both of your nipples making you moan and lift your hips against his thigh to feel any sort of friction. “So impatient y/n,” Owen says before he starts to suck on your right nipple. 
“Owen please,” you whine. 
“Fine, only because I want to hear you scream my name,” he says, taking his glasses off.
“No Owen, keep your glasses on.” He just shrugs and puts them back on. You pull your panties down your legs and throw them to the floor. Owen spreads your legs and begins to eat your pussy out with his glasses on. Moaning, you reach your hand into his hair and lift your hips up. 
“You taste so good sweetheart,” Owen says before going back down and licking your clit. 
“Fuck Owen I’m going to cum soon,” you moan loudly. You can feel Owen pick up the pace and before you know it your vision goes blurry as an orgasm rips through your body. You pull Owen up for a kiss, seeing that his glasses had some of your wetness on them making you even more turned on. “Oh my God Owen,” you moan. 
He smirks and says, “round two?” before shoving two of his thick, long, calloused fingers into your hole. “You want more, huh? Such a slut for me baby girl. You are doing such a good job,” Owen praises. Your orgasm is approaching quickly and Owen knows it. He uses his other hand to rub small circles against your clit as you cry out. 
“Owen, fuck, baby I want your dick now please.” With that Owen stands up to take his belt and pants off before reaching for a condom on the nightstand. He then picks you up and gently throws you on top of him. 
“I want you to ride my dick like the good girl I know you are,” he demands. Smirking, you slide the condom down his dick, pumping it a few times before sliding down on him. It takes you a minute or two before you can fully adjust to his size and you start moving up and down. “Fuck y/n your pussy feels so good,” he moans. This was one of your favorite versions of Owen, the cocky then whiny Owen. 
“You like that, huh? You love it when I ride you,” you tease. All Owen can do is let out a small whine in response. He begins to thrust his hips up to meet you halfway but you quickly put a stop to that. “Let me do some of the work tonight babe”. Looking at him you see his glasses are starting to fog up, his jaw is slacked, and his hair is starting to stick to his forehead from his sweat. “You have no idea how much I love your glasses, Owen, They are one of my favorite things,” you say before pulling him into a kiss. 
“I’ll wear them more often just for you,” he says before letting out another moan. “I’m so close y/n.” 
“Me too baby”. With those words, he rubs your clit with his thumb. “Cum with me O,” you moan. Sure enough, both of you cum at the same time letting out breathy moans. Laying down on his chest he wraps his arms around your body. “Congratulations on your first multi-point game Owen. I love you”. 
“I love you too y/n,” he says, pulling you into another kiss after. “I would love to continue this but I have to get up early tomorrow and I have to clean my glasses off.” All you can do is laugh. He pulls out of your hole and you groan at the emptiness. “I know baby”. 
Owen comes back with a warm washcloth to wipe you clean. “Maybe you should get a hat trick so we can do this again”. 
“I’ll try,” he laughs, turning off the lamp and snuggling you in close.
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ryeriy · 1 year
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Being an NHL girl takes a lot. You have to be supportive. Go to games, go to parties, and be supportive after games and coming home. I don't mind the first two but the last one I hate. I hate it when Owen has to leave for a roadie. It's the worst part of being in a relationship with any professional athlete. Owen has had do many roadies this year and I just want him home. I've been really clingy lately since the season is almost over.
Late in the afternoon Owen was getting ready to go on one of his last road trips. "Y/n, I have to go soon." I hear Owen say from the bedroom. I was sitting in the living room when he came out with his suitcase and wearing dress clothes and glasses. "Do you have to?" I say while getting up to the couch and going into the bedroom to go see him. I see him standing in the doorway and he puts his arm around me as we walk into the living room together. He puts his suitcase near the door and pulls me into a hug. "I know, I don't want to leave you either." He places a kiss on my head while holding me tight.
I held him tight in a hug and didn't let go. "Then don't go O, stay here with me." He leans his face down toward me and kisses me softly on my lips. "Babe, you know I have to go. It's my job." Owen says while holding me close. I sigh "I know. I just hate being lonely." I say into him while burying my head into his chest. "You can always text me and call me. And I promise you when I get home we can do whatever you want we can do." I smiled up at him. "Promise?" I asked. "Promise." He says back.
We kissed once more and he let go of the hug, kissed me on my forehead, then smiled at me before walking out of the door. I smiled at him and sighed as he walked our of the house. I watched his car pull out of the drive way and I waved as I saw him pull away to the airport. I texted Owen waiting for him to respond. I knew he wouldn't respond because he had to go through airport security and get on the plane. I felt better knowing that Owen misses me too and he cares about me to text me and call me just to make me feel better.
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darkeralmond · 2 years
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→˚₊· 🫐 ੭* APRICOT’S NAVIGATION CENTER
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This is my navigation post where I have all the links to my posts on both here and on Wattpad where I write my full fanfictions.
This will not only help you find my works in a more organized manner, but it also helps me with advertising my works and boosting them.
* Means the post includes 18+ content such as…
- gore/violence
- smut
- intense swearing
- overal explicit content
+ Means that it is a story in progress or not started
Thank for reading my work I love you all ❤️
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✩*ೃ┆FANFICS
wattpad: darker_almond
posting schedule: every other day!!
⊱┊ INFLUNCERS
Hold Me Closer - Baylen Levine x OC
⊱┊ HOCKEY PLAYERS
One Month - Ethan Edwards x OC
If I Could Fly - Luke Hughes x OC
Fortnight - Rutger McGroarty x OC
⊱┊ MOVIES/TV SHOWS
Repeat - Ethan Landry x OC * (Scream 6)
- All these posts are my original work with loose inspiration from either another fic or a movie/TV show. I take credit for the writing & visuals found in my fanfics.
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✩*ೃ┆ONE SHOTS
- Unlike the fanfics, I will divide these into specific categories instead of bundling them up since I write a lot of one shots that include fictional characters from TV Shows/Movies
posting schedule: monday-saturday @3:35 PM EST
⊱┊ TSITP
Jeremiah Fisher
Pool Boy *
Hopper’s Cove *
Dark Red *
Conrad Fisher
A KISS
WANNA BE YOURS *
Escort?
Dead To Me *
Cam Cameron
First Time *
Black Lace Panties *
⊱┊ UMICH
Luke Hughes
Dance With Me
More Than Friends *
Luca Fantilli
Beer Pong
Study Session *
Bathing Suit
Mark Estapa
Birthday Surprise *
Sparks Fly
Ethan Edwards
My Dirty Little Secret *
We Can Be Quiet *
Fireworks
Rutger Mcgroarty
Rebellious *
Not So Fake *
Mackie Samoskevich
5 Minutes *
Nolan Moyle
Strawberry Kiwi * pt. 2
Seamus Casey
Attention *
⊱┊ NHL
Brendan Brisson
Good Girl *
Trevor Zegras
New To Anaheim pt 2.
Owen Power
Stay, Stay, Stay
Jack Hughes
Plans & Rewards *
Macklin Celebrini
4th Of July
Beckett Sennecke
Dominance Over You *
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I want to produce content that makes others get inspired to write just like many writers have for me!
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Please! if you have any requests for either a fanfic idea or a one shot you would like me to write with one of your favorite character(s), let me know in my ‘requests’ tab .
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comrademojave · 4 months
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NARUTO UZUMAKI MADE ME TRANSGENDER: I SAW THE TV GLOW
Do you remember the first time someone called you a faggot? The first time I remember it was at school - muttered and spit in my face like acid, too young for me to understand. I understood the feeling behind it of course, there was something in me that other people didn’t like. I walked wrong, I talked wrong, I acted wrong. Even my family could see it on me, but they tried to not speak it. It wasn’t something adults talked about, and it certainly wasn’t something I wanted to talk about. And so I didn’t for two decades. I lived life inside myself and for myself, both ignoring myself and obsessed with myself. I retreated from life and found fandom right here on this very website.
I SAW THE TV GLOW is neon and scanlined. It is a film that loves fandom. Owen and Maddie are teenagers who live in eternal suburbia and their lives and home are so unimportant, so of a thing, that no details are ever offered to the audience. The film focuses on Owen, a sad and scrawny thing of a boy completely unremarkable in every way. He’s not particularly likeable or smart or lively. He’s scared and dumb. Early on he meets Maddie, an older girl dressed so dark and with such an annoying chip on her shoulder she could have been a rejected design for a Goth Kid from South Park before shuffling her ass down to Void High. She’s annoyed by him at first of course, everyone is. Owen immediately is struck by her and asks her about the television show he finds her reading an official episode guide for -  The Pink Opaque. Fandom given perfect, Buffy-tinged, VHS-blessed form. Owen and Maddie love this little show about two girls who barely know each other yet somehow share a supernatural and beautiful connection – tied via magic and psychic powers. Owen and Maddie sneak and lie in order to watch the show together. They never form a real friendship – and the time and things they share have to be done in the dark under the nose of the adults in their lives. In the Pink Opaque, Tara and Isobel have to claw a relationship in the dark psychic realm, Maddie and Owen do so in the in dark TV glow. Owen loves his mother and is scared of his stepfather. Maddie’s father drinks a lot, and she runs away in her junior year. Owen’s mother dies of lung cancer when he’s 16. Mine died when I was 19.
Owen loses himself in the Pink Opaque. Initially he watches the show alone off VHS copies Maddie makes and leaves for him in their school’s dark room but eventually, before she leaves, he watches it with her. She asks him to go with her and Owen agrees. He doesn’t go and his world is bleaker for it. Years pass and Owen works a gravedigging job where little by little, day by day, he kills himself. That’s right – he works for a local movie theater. Eventually, Maddie returns to their horrible little town, and this is where I knew Owen was transgender. Like me. Everyday he persists in pursuit of a life that isn’t his and an identity he’ll never have. Years go by, the world exists and grows and you’re still pouring a suburban family their popcorn. Maddie, she doesn’t go by that name anymore but Owen never gets to know this person who was once his only friend, returns and gives Owen a golden ticket out of Kansas and straight to Oz: they actually are Tara and Isobel! They were defeated at the end of the show and buried alive, and to retake their true selves they just have to bury these lives. Maddie has already previously helped Owen bury part of this farce he calls a life; years ago, during those fateful Pink Opaque viewing sessions, she gave him that very first drop of gender and put him in a dress and told him he was pretty. Owen never learned to give himself that and so he runs from Maddie again.
Like Owen, I spent much of my life hiding inside the television. Why live in the world that exists when I had bad anime and worse fanfiction? There, I could be and experience anything, all of it affirming and welcoming. I was hollow, but at least in some sense, I also felt like I was safe. Of course, that safety was bullshit. For faggots like us, I think it always is.
I SAW THE TV GLOW is monochrome and buzzed. It is a film that hates fandom. Owen persists. He has a family, he says he loves them, and works at a local Chuck E. Cheese-type fun center. Like the movie theater but longer. For Owen, dysphoria is like death but longer. One night, Owen narrates to us his sad little life and decides to rewatch the Pink Opaque as his new self and he fucking hates it. Its cheap, annoying and embarrassing. This thing that meant so much, that Owen used to convince himself closeted life was fine, losing Maddie was fine, as long as he had this thing – it was stupid. The Pink Opaque made Owen transgender and here he was 30 years later, transgender in a world that was decisively not. He has a breakdown at work and sees the television glow in himself.
Finally he asks: what if I really was someone else, very far away, on the other side of the television screen?
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saltyr3mix · 1 year
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EVERYONE ELSE GO HOME YOU ARE MY FAVORITE PERSON IN THE ENTIRE WORLD FOR THE NEXT HOW EVER LONG THIS TAKES YOU TO READ. THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS.
Ladies, gents, all of the above below and in between here is my rambles about new life sparrow because he has infested my mind like the skulk that infests him.
OK WERE DO I EVEN BEGIN WITH THIS GUY
Okokokokookokooo SO
We love a flawed character who has good intentions and a not so good way of showing them. he comes off as over enthusiastic and insensitive at first with his studies of hybrids. which is....just a tad bit relatable as someone often seen as energetic i can be too much for people at times so i get it.
Also everyone that drew the parallels between the way Sparrow talks about hybrids and O!Owen talked about demons is correct. it's terrifying. and if sparrow ever goes down that arc i will write incredibly angsty fanfiction about it and cry.
If you haven't already im going to point anyone reading this in the direction of my New life smp fic, Storming sacrifices on ao3 by Salty_R3mix cause thats where a lot of this next part comes from.
i head cannon that on New life when players die/switch hybrids they have to fall into a coma like state to do so and it takes time in between those shifts. Sparrow is on the longer side of these shifts for the more drastic the change the longer. to go from human to machine and then machine to skulk. thats like a solid month or two of their body just reforming and recreating. both times.
ALSO THE MOST RELATABLE THING ABOUT HIM.
HE DOESN'T WANT TO BE HUMAN.
WHICH IS JUST SO SAME BESTIE LIKE IF I LIVED IN A WORLD WHERE PEOPLE GET COOL TRAITS AND MAGICAL POWERS AND I WAS JUST BORING? YEAH I WOULD STUDY THEM AND TRY TO BE ONE TO! BOLD OF YOU TO ASSUME MY LOVE FOR FANTASY AND MAGIC ISN'T ALREADY BASED OFF THE NEED TO ESCAPE THE REAL WORLD BECAUSE IT SUCKS AND ITS BORING ANDGHYKULKNBVGVUKL
Anyway hes also insane. like, i get it. but also you could have found a away to make the process less painful im sure. hes smart. but his egarness got the best of him.
Anyway one of my favorite things to think about and debate is the 'chip' in his head. cause to me and my messed up little mind that has read well over at least 20 hours worth of sbi hybrid fanfiction in the summer of 2022. to me that just sounds like instinct. hot take but i don't think it was that big of a deal. what was wrong with the situation was prior to becoming a copper golem, Sparrow was human. if any other hybrid became a copper golem. they would be a lot less bothered by it. Sparrow was not used to that sheer level of inhumane instinct that it overwhelmed him and he just let it. t Not knowing what else to do. until eventually getting so lost and consumed by it that he had to you know....blend himself.
I miss him though. i like robots. and he was so fun to draw. i draw him all the time. just because the design i made for him is one of my favorite things ever.
OH AND SKULK SPARROW. THIS MAN. HE IS SO MESSED UP. THE NARRATIVE CAME CRASHING DOWN IN FRONT OF HIM AND SCREAMED THAT HE IS DOOMED.
I haven't seen a character so demised by the narrative that wasn't my own since outsiders Apo and maybeeeeeeee Celio form wtd. beside the point.
He is so overwhelmed and underwhelmed at the same time its iconic. one seconded hes lonely after copper literally abandoned any former relationships. the next he can hear things through the skulk. but then he brings a guy down. kills him. decides to build a gate. AGAIN. WE KNOW HOW THIS ENDED LAST TIME OWEN. WHEN HAVE GATES EVER WORKED IN YOUR FAVOR. i think it's just a cannon event for them at this point. Owen with gates and Apo with levers. (GUYS IM JOKING HERE. DON'T CARY THIS CURSE INTO PIRATES PLEASE LET THEM BE HAPPY FOR ONCE)
Ok yeah. Im really excited to watch skulk and other versions of sparrow later realize that no matter what monstrosity he ends up as. he'll never be as free as he was human again. Every hybrid comes with their own form of instinct that he will be forced to follow. some lighter than others. and hell, even if he does end up as human again the effects are still there forever lingering.
ALSO I AM HEAD OVER HEELS IN LOVE WITH THE 'Wait? His name is sparrow but he still answers to Owen. this clearly must have lore implications.' PEOPLE. To anyone who has ever had that thought you are the best. i've read i think 3? fics based of it and oh my word im obsessed with that idea and the different takes on it.
and here is where i come to a close. do i have more to say? probably. but my hands hurt and my thoughts are slowing in pace so if you want more feel free to ask id be overjoyed but ask another day. i mean i didn't even touch on his interactions with the other players.
i am so clearly sane and stable about this character btw. i don't know what made you think otherwise.
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