#smut in future chapters

[satansdarlin]

Pandoras box (Tsu'tey x reader)

chapter (1) (2) (3)

warnings for this chapter- cursing and a light bit of ooc for tsu"tey and death threats

word count- 3K

you are an artist who came to draw and record the flora and animals on pandora after your sister gets sick you are taken under the wing of the next chief of the omaticaya tribe.

this series is hopefully the beginning of many more when more movies come out. the reader is actually my own oc just with a name change. i haven't sene the second movie yet but I am very excited to see it with my boyfriend. no beta-read we die like men but did a Grammarly run through.

When the ship landed on Pandora I walked alongside a man I met on the ship, Jake. He was an ex-marine and was here to replace his brother who had been murdered by a man with a gun. I was no fighter or scientist like the others here, I was an artist. My sister was a scientist here and she had gotten into an accident that had put her out of commission since my DNA matched hers just enough they pulled me in to use her avatar, a pretty similar story to Jake except well Paige was still alive. The number of armed men and women around me was astounding and intimidating but my eyes were drawn to the huge arrows that were jammed into the wheels of a wheel loader that passed in front of us. The colors were unique with yellows and blues, an interesting combination. Jake and I were guided into the building where we were ushered to the safety meeting and after that ushered to different areas. So I found myself in Paige’s room she was hooked up to all kinds of machines that were helping her stay alive and she had deep circles under her eyes. 

"You look like shit" I spoke aloud as a threw my backpack onto a chair. She snorted at me before wincing in pain.

"No shit. I feel like shit." She wheezed out to me, I walked to her side and placed a hand on hers. "Listen, kid pandora is a beautiful place but it's still dangerous when you get out there you listen to grace okay? I know you aren't ready for this but they need you to help with this mission. Your drawing skills are going to take you deep into the forest to find plants and animals. You are going to be their eyes you've got to prove that the life out there is worth something to these corporate assholes okay?" 

I nodded in the affirmative, eyeing my sister with concern. A nurse came in and said I was needed in the science bay to test my avatar. Grace was eyeing me up and down, she had not talked to me as severely as she had Jake but it was clear I wasn't what she wanted. 

"An artist and an ex-marine when I need two scientists who studied for years to be here. Just great." She growled as she helped us get hooked up into our coffins like machines. "Just listen to the smart people and maybe I can keep you alive. Just clear your mind and relax got it, Picasso?"

I gulped and nodded again, grace was intimidating. The lid shut, sealing me in darkness with a light blue hue around me, I steady my breathing as I stared up trying to keep myself from panicking. My eyes fluttered shut as I took deep breaths which smoothed out almost like I was falling asleep. I jolted awake. I could hear more, smell more, feel more. The scientists above me spoke as they were checking my reactions and smiling at me as I became responsive. 

"Morning guys" my voice was like I hadn't spoken in days. A racket started to come from Jake's table I turned my head to see Jake ripping off the wires attached to his avatar body. "Jake? Hey, you should probably sit back- you can walk!" I looked in amazement at his legs and smiled at him. The scientist were getting things to sedate him but he was already out the door, norm and I were forced to catch up with him. Norm was shouting about us not supposed to be running but u couldn't help it. The colors around me were so much more vibrant and seemed to almost pulse with beauty to me. The smells around me were new and alluring I found myself running alongside Jake as we skidded to a stop in the garden. I admired the purple fruit growing from the vines.

"Hey, Picasso and marine. Good to see you are up and functioning well. Your motor function seems at the tip-top." Grace's voice came from her gorgeous avatar, I smiled at her. 

"Everything is amazing grace" I spoke with a gleeful tone. She nodded at me in agreement as she tossed Jake a fruit that he caught and began to eat. 

"Come on let's go eat." She tossed me a large sketching pad with some pencils. "Your sister said you'd need one of those." 

And the first night in my avatar body went over without a hitch. Soon after a morning of relaxing, we got our first mission. Norm and grace needed samples, Jake was there to guard, and I was there to sketch out and flora I found. I sat in my avatar body looking out of the chopper as we were in flight my pack full of my art supplies and some rations if I got hungry. Jake rested a hand on my shoulder 

"Nervous?" He had to speak loudly due to the noise. I nodded a bit 

"A little" I looked at him the placement of his white freckles were pretty to me. "You nervous marine?" I teased him a bit and he huffed at me. 

"Not at all" He shook his head as I laughed at him. I looked at my sketchpad and tore out a piece of paper handing it to him. 

"Here I drew it on my first night here. You are a good muse when you aren't looking." The paper had a charcoal drawing of Jake in his avatar form chatting with others at dinner.  He looked amazed as he looked over it 

"Damn you've got a real knack for this stuff huh?" He folded up the paper and put it in his pocket. "Thanks for the keepsake Picasso" 

We landed on the ground and grace lead us deep into the jungle. Once she and norm found their spot, I began to wander a bit looking for interesting flora which I found. It was shaped like a lily pad with more layers spiraling upwards. I crouched down and began to sketch it out as Jake looking bored found me sketching it up. He touched one of the plants only for it to shoot closed. He let out a surprised chuckle and I gasped in surprise before giggling setting my sketchbook in my bag as we touched more watching the shoot closed with a goofy sound. Jake touched one and it caused a domino effect to happen closing all the rest and showing us a creature, which looked like a cross between a rhinoceros and a hammerhead shark. The creature let out a bellow and stomped its foot towards us, as Jake took aim grace spoke up from the tree line. 

"No Jake don't shoot it, its skin is too tough for the bullets to pierce you'll just piss him off" She was watching with a worried look plastered on her face. 

"Well, what the fuck do I do then?" Jake whispered aggressively at her as his tail pushed me behind him. 

"Just stand your ground. Don't run or he will charge" 

The creature took more stomps towards us letting out another warning noise which Jake hissed back at placing an arm across me to protect me almost. The creature whimpered and suddenly ran off to its mother and Jake let out a slurry of curses at it but my ears picked up on something, a low growl. I slowly turned around to see a jaguar-type creature and let out a gasp hitting Jake's arm to make him realize. 

"Grace stand our ground or run?" I spoke loudly as I kept my eyes trained on the creature. 

"Definitely run!" She shouted at us and Jake took no hesitation in lifting me up and throwing me over his shoulder as he ran. The creature gave chase. Jake ducked under the roots before finally, the creature ended up snagging his bag, sending us to the ground. I rolled further from him. Jake uncapped his pack from around him and slipped out of the straps as he grabbed my hand and began draining behind him as we ran, jumping over the edge into a waterfall. Somehow his hand let go of mine and I traveled further downstream. My head bonked a rock at the bottom of the river and it all went black. 

When I came too I had been drug out of the water and it was nightfall. My pack was off of me and so was my knife. I sputtered up water as I coughed it all up out of my lungs. I looked around and my eyes fell on a strong na'vi man pulling my art supplies from my bag as his people stood around him except for the one that had a spear pointed at me though he seemed hesitant as I looked over my clothes I noticed jellyfish like seeds had landed all over me with a white glow surrounding them. The man looked over shocked before it turned to frustration as he growled something out in his native tongue. 

"Get up" He spoke gruffly as he shoved my pack to me. "Up!" He snapped again and I quickly got to my feet. 

"You speak English?" I asked in my daze and this made him more annoyed as he snapped something in his language again before he lifted my weak body onto the back of his horse as climbed on himself. I fell asleep again as he held me secure to his horse. I woke up as he threw me to the ground 

"Get up" He snarled at me as two of his guards grabbed my arms as I yelped. They drug me along through a gigantic tree where I saw Jake also being held by two other guards. 

"Jake!" I whisper shouted at him and he smiled seeing me 

"Good to see you still kicking." A woman stood before him and the man who grabbed me stood before me both looking disgruntled. The leaders came down from the spiral speaking in their languages before the woman circled us and tasted our blood. She came to the same conclusion both times it seemed. 

"What do they call you" She spoke aloud so everyone would hear. 

"Uh (y/n) (l/n)" I answered her question. She smirked a bit 

"Well (y/n) why should we keep you and jakesully alive? What is your purpose?" 

"I am an artist, I'm not a scientist or warrior like Jake. I am simply here to appreciate the beauty of your home and to try to get the Sky people to understand your home is beautiful and should not be harmed. My tribe is broken all that is left is my sister and me. Please I'm all my sister has left."

She nodded a bit at my story and gave Jake time to give his speech which all the na'vi seemed to enjoy except for the two in front of us. 

"Very well. Tsu'tey you will train the girl in the ways of our people as you found her and Neytiri will take Jake and do the same"

They both pitched a fit but knew it was already spoken. Tsu'tey eyed me before grabbing my arm and dragging me up the spiral to an area of hammocks. 

"Tomorrow you learn. Tonight we rest" He jumped into a hammock and touched the side of it and it closed around him. I slowly entered mine with a lot more fear and did the same and slowly sleep consumed me. And I awoke to Norm lightly slapping my face saying my name over and over again 

"She's back with us!" He shouted over to grace as she pulled Jake from his station. Norm eyed me as he helped me up "where were you?" 

"Their home" 

The next day was full of people looking at Jake and me. We had achieved what many of them could only hope to do so on a miracle. Paige was proud and also a little annoyed at my lack of self-preservation. Paige made me practice the names of the na'vi royalty. 

"Tsu'tey is the one who is training me. He's pretty rough but I think we can work out" 

I spoke to grace, norm was glaring at Jake they had been arguing. Norm was upset that jake with no training or knowledge was the one to get in good with the clan princess. Grace helped me into my pod and gave me a nod 

"Be careful Picasso. Tsu'tey could loose his temper on you and that would screw everything up" and she shut the lid before giving me a moment to speak. 

My eyes shut and I drifted back to my avatar body. I jolted up and Tsu'tey seemed annoyed that he had to wait. 

"Today we practice your riding skills." He stood up and began to walk away giving me yet again no time to talk. 

"Wait up!" I quickly clamored out of the hammocks. Tsu'tey whipped around, teeth bared at me. 

"No. You will do things quickly otherwise you will die and if you die my job is over." I put my hands up defensively as he snarled at me towering over me. 

"Okay okay. I understand I'll keep up" He nodded a bit grunting at me before turning around and continuing on his path. 

Eventually, grace moved us up to the floating mountains to continue our work in peace. Working with Tsu'tey was hard, Jake often said he seemed to run me harder than Neytiri ran him but I could see the change I'm myself. I had toned up, the soles of my feet were stronger and I could run faster and longer. I could shoot a clean kill but mostly I could see how proud Tsu'tey became. At first, he hated me just like he hated Jake then it turned into simple distrust and now we had a good friendship if I had to say. He still hated Jake though not much I could do to fix that. 

As I pulled the bowstring back with my arrow lined up I released a breath before letting go of it piercing my prey I quickly hopped down to finish the job whispering the prayer to my fallen prey as I stabbed it cleanly. Tsu'tey watched silently 

"Good. A good clean kill tomorrow you shall participate in Tsaheylu" He grabbed my bicep giving it a gentle squeeze of approval which made me smile at him, I saw the faintest glimpse of a smile on his cheeks before it disappeared. I walked alongside him now no longer at his back, he would hiss or growl at me before but now he welcomed it. 

"You know tsu' I think you might be warming up to me" I teased him lightly flicking his tail with my own. He scowled at me.

"Do not call me that" He huffed at me before turning his gaze back to the path. 

"You didn't deny it" I spoke with a smile and a hand pushed me to the side as he let out a "psh" noise. 

"You are annoying. Like a bug" as I was about to defend myself he continued "but you are fast and sharp like poison. You are like Kali'weya" 

I was touched by his words And bumped him with my shoulder. 

"Don't get soft on me now Tsu'tey" I teased lightly as we walked side by side back to hometree. 

"You are gonna be participating in tsaheylu tomorrow. You need to be prepared, lucky for you kid, that your sister wrote the book about tsaheylu. I suggest giving her a call" Grace spoke up as I was eating my food and I gave her a nod. I had met Tsu'tey's banshee. They were a gorgeous blue color with yellow eyes. They were rather gentle with me which seemed to surprise Tsu'tey. 

I clicked the button on the screen as my sister answered my call she gave me a weak smile to me. 

"Hey, squirt. I heard you are about to get a new friend. Let's talk" Paige explained the details of tsaheylu to me in depth to the point where my nerves were amplified but by excitement as well. As I followed Tsu'tey up the floating mountains I didn't look down once until I had to jump from one to a vine which I did rather poorly making Jake snort before he failed worse than me. The cave was beautiful. Jake and Neytiri went first and then Tsu'tey and myself followed with his other students behind us. 

We watched Jake try and find his banshee but I was watching Tsu'tey a smirk was plastered on his face as he watched Jake fail. "He is going to die trying this" he muttered to his students making them giggle his eyes caught on me as and looked at him with a glare before turning back to Jake 

"Come on soldier you can do better than that can't you!?" Jake flipped me off as he made the bond and began his flight. I was next I stepped down from the rock and grabbed my rope, walking forward the banshee hissed and would fly away til I found her. She was lavender with golden markings and grey eyes she hissed at me which was a hiss I returned she bared her teeth before trying to take a bite out of my leg which I narrowly avoided. I hopped on her back locking my legs around her snout and keeping it shut as I struggled her to the ground as Tsu'tey trained me for. She thrashed under me until I connected my braid to her neural link on the back of her head. The feeling of linking with another creature was hard to explain every time it was amazing though. 

"Fly Kali'weya. It completes the bond you must fly" Tsu'tey shouted to me from the rock and I did just that. Gliding through the air I found I was able to control her rather well and so I named her, Ome. The team took flight together once we all had our banshee as Jake and Neytiri played. I could see Tsu'teys approval in the gaze he gave me. Tsu'tey and I began to fly together from then on.

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Part two

[its-actually-minicika]

"The Harshest Winters" sneak peek

(...)

That was not what he had wanted. Or ever wished to have to hear. With one pale hand, he yanked his belt.

"Did you enjoy it?" He asked her hotly, ire spilling through his lungs. "It doesn't matter." He soon on added, "Your maidenhead is mine tonight."

The Prince Regent let out a breath, as he looked at the girl below him. So weak - naive in all her right, and yet...

Not as pure as he had hoped.

But it didn't truly matter. Not when he undressed her gently, and her lover rotted slowly at the bottom of the Narrow Sea.

"It's our first time. I will be gentle." He concluded as he kissed her, whist gripping down on her small wrists.

The firsts to loosely be discarded were his breeches and his tunic, (...)

[gejo333]

El Destino- Chapter One

Miguel x fem! Spider! Reader fanfic

It’s finally here! Chapter one of El Destino! I know I promised it yesterday, but I wasn’t 100% loving it yet. But after rewriting some things and editing it I decided it was ready to be seen!!!

In the photo, I wanted to give the color scheme of the spider outfit.

My Spanish is no where near perfect so I had to rely a bit on Spanish Dict. (waaay better than google translate.) I also apologize for any grammatical mistakes I missed.

WC: 2.3k

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Nueva York- Earth 3030

The chatter of people and the noise of the coffee machine blurred from the 24-year-old woman as she stared aimlessly at her computer screen. Her gaze kept moving from her work to her phone every time she heard it make a buzz. Rolling her eyes, she turned it on silent and flipped it over, determined to focus on her work and not on some guy she barely knew.

You slumped back against your chair, gaze now, staring at the popcorn ceiling. No amount of coffee would make your mind focus on the tasks that had an impending deadline. Suddenly, a figure approached you and placed a coffee on the table.

“Here.” Your gaze moved toward the woman standing in front of you.

“Aw, thanks, Michelle, that’s sweet of you. The next drink is on me.”

“Y/n, if we go out for drinks. I’m paying. How else can I impress my future sister-in-law.” Michelle chuckled as she waited for you to gather your things. You then walked out of the cafe and onto the humid streets of Nueva York.

“Girl, you’re my best friend. You don’t have to impress me. Though I think you and my brother are a cute couple, I’ll never understand what you see in him. He’s such a dork. You better not remove your last name once you tie the knot.” You grab your sunglasses and put them on. The summer sun of Nueva York was always brutal.

“I’ll still be Officer Moreno. But L/N is such a nice name too! I’m still going to take it.” Michelle smiles down at you. She was a tall woman. Almost 5 inches taller than you. You thought you were tall at 5’ 8’.” But her brother didn’t mind since he was 6’ 6.” You both entered the main building of Alchemex, where your brother worked.

You made it to his office after passing through the front desk and the annoying security checks. Right before walking in, you both jump in fright from a small explosion in the room.

“Liam?!”

“Honey?!”

You rush inside the office to see the man in question laughing as he wipes away the black smoke from his goggles. You let out a long breath, relief that he was alright. Michelle rushed to her fiance’s side.

“I’m fine. Just a little misstep in my experiment.” Liam cupped her cheek, grazing his thumb softly against her skin to ease her worries. Michelle pinched his cheek hard before giving him a quick kiss on the lips.

“You had me and your sister worried. Be more careful next time!”

“I’ll try my best. But being an Alchemex scientist means taking those risks! Breaking the barrier of our knowledge of the universe!”

“Dork.” You rolled your eyes at your annoying brother, which earned a chuckle from Michelle.

“Hey! At least I’m contributing something to society. All you do is write.” Liam whined as he began to clean up his mess.

“I’m a journalist! I work for the Nueva York Times! I should report your ass and your stupid projects. But I’m a nice sister.” You scoffed, offended by his comment.

“If you say anything to the public, my job will be on the line!” Liam grew more upset than annoyed as Michelle got between the L/N siblings to stop bickering. You rolled your eyes.

“You know one thing you lack in the intellect department, Liam? It’s Sarcasm.” You stopped laughing, knowing you had pulled one of his triggers.

Thankfully Michelle was there to calm him down. Unbeknownst to anyone in the room, a small spider squeezed through a crack in the ceiling. Its gaze went in multiple directions, looking for its victim. It took less than a second for its gaze to lock down on you as it descended. The silver and light blue spider glistened against the ceiling lights, sparkling like a diamond. It landed on your shoulder before it made its way to its destination.

“Well, I was going to tell you both over dinner tonight. It seems now is better.” Michelle spoke up, which brought the L/n sibling’s full attention.

“What is it, Mich?” Asked Liam.

“I’m going to be Captain!” Michelle smiled as she jumped in excitement.

“Oh my god! That’s amazing, Michelle!” You said, excited for your best friend.

“I’m so proud of you, Mich!” Liam brings her into a large hug.

“’ I’m finally going to bring change to the Nueva York police force!”

“Well, I’m done here! Let’s celebrate!” said Liam as he finished cleaning his mess.

…

After enjoying dinner with your brother and best friend, you separate ways with them, letting the couple celebrate the rest of the night alone. A sigh of disappointment left you as you reached the steps to your apartment, not wanting the night to end.

You scoffed as your keys slipped and fell to the ground. As you leaned down to pick them up, a scream left your lips when you noticed a spider on your hand. You flicked it off, but not before being bit by the nasty creature.

You rushed into your apartment, no longer wanting to gain the public’s attention with your small outburst. You rushed to the kitchen sink to clean the wound. It stung slightly when you touched it, so you quickly rubbed antibiotic cream, not wanting to get an infection. After the chaos, you turn on the TV as background noise as you get ready for bed.

The news was always playing in your apartment, not just because you were a journalist but because it was safe to know what was happening in the city. You will forever love Nueva York, but it wasn’t the safest city. Always a new story about a villain wreaking havoc and how the police force could barely keep the city safe. Thankfully, Michelle would hopefully change that as she moves up the ranks in the police force. You settle into bed, turning off your lights as you fall asleep to the sound of the news.

…

“Y/n! Why are you asleep! I need this draft by 5!” Your body jolts up from your desk, scared by the sudden intrusion. You fumble with the papers on your desk before passing one to your editor.

“Here. I have it done already.” The older man standing before you eyes narrow slightly before snatching the paper from you.

“You’re lucky that you’re so good at your job, y/n. If you weren't, I would have fired you for sleeping at work!”

“It won’t happen again, sir. I promise.” You heard a scoff come from him before he slammed your office door.

A loud sigh escapes from your lips, slumping back into your chair. You didn’t understand why, but you slept horribly last night. All night the entire room either felt scorching hot or ice cold. Not to mention how your figure looked in the mirror. You have always been in top shape, maintaining a mostly healthy diet and going on runs every other day. But you looked slightly tighter in your ass and thighs. Not to mention how amazing your hair looked after waking up. Usually, it looks like crap, and it takes you half an hour or more to make it look perfect.

However, those differences in your body were not the weirdest thing that happened this morning. Every other minute your hand would be stuck to a surface or an object. You wouldn’t think twice about how you stuck to your ceiling before coming into work late, which your boss was also on your ass about earlier.

Maybe your tired mind was playing tricks on you. But logic seemed to have flown out the window as your mind kept coming up with reasons to say this WAS happening to you. You kept picking up your phone, about to call your brother, but you immediately hung up every time you pressed the call button. What would happen if you told your brother? Alchemex would definitely find out. They would want to run all kinds of tests on you. The thought brought chills down your spine. You also thought about calling Michelle. But thought against it. Even though she was your best friend, you felt she wouldn’t understand.

It was only 1 in the afternoon, but you felt like the day had already ended. Since all your important deadlines are done, you’ll leave early to run errands.

…

A long groan escapes you, finally done with your last errand, as you walk out of the grocery store, walking back home. As you walked back, the hairs on your neck stood up as if someone had been watching you since you left work. However, every time you check your surroundings, no one was there. Obviously, your lack of sleep has made you delusional.

You decide to turn down an alleyway as a shortcut to your apartment. You thought it would be fine since it was still light out. How wrong you were.

“Give me your wallet.” A voice said from behind you. You felt something pointing into your back.

“Dude, I’m really having a shitty day today. I don’t need you making it worse.”

“I don’t care if your day was amazing or bad. Just give me your wallet, lady!” The man grew annoyed as the thing pointing in your back dug deeper into your spine. You took a chance and turned around.

“Do you really think I will give up my wallet when you don’t even have a gun?”

“Hey! This is a gun! And I’ll use it if you don’t give me your money!” The man said as he pointed whatever object from his jacket.

“Bye now.” You wave them off before continuing on your way.

“Hey!” He goes to grab you, but you quickly turn around, and now he was stuck to the wall?

He tries to move but is trapped in a white sticky substance. You were just as confused as the man. However, it was your chance to escape.

As soon as you turned around, you collided against something hard before falling on your ass to the ground. Looking up, you see a large man in a red and blue suit that completely covers him from head to toe.

This day was getting too weird as you slowly rose to your feet. Before the man could speak, you began to run. However, you didn’t get far as you felt something wrap around you, pulling you straight back to the intimidating figure. Looking down, you see a red rope substance around your waist. You ripped it off, about to run again, when he pulled you back in again.

“Would you let me go!” You yell out in annoyance.

“I told you, you shouldn’t have snuck up on her.” A small digital figure appears next to the man. It appeared to be a woman dressed in a fur coat with heart-shaped glasses hanging off the edge of her nose as she chuckled. The man groaned in frustration.

“How else could I have done it?”

“Umm, hello? Can you tell me what’s going on? Or, more importantly, who the hell are you?”

“My name is Miguel O’Hara. I’m from another dimension. I lead an elite force dedicated to the security of the multiverse… Why are you ignoring me?!”

A grin comes to your lips as you laugh. “Where are the cameras? I must be on some kind of prank show.”

“What? This is not a prank show. I’m from another universe. In my universe, I am Spiderman. In your universe, you are Spiderman. Or, well, Spider Woman.”

“Spider-what?”

“Dios mio! Were you bitten by a spider?” The man before you grew more annoyed, which made you chuckle.

“I was. Last night.”

“That was a radioactive spider genetically mutated in your universe’s Alchemex.”

“How did you..”

“It’s a canon event in every spider-person story. Obviously, yours just started.”

“What’s a canon event?”

“You know what. This will explain everything. Lyla, do the thing.” The small woman appeared next to the man again.

“Huh? What thing?”

“W-What do you mean, ‘What thing? The information explaining thing!” He looks at the small woman as if she should know what he was talking about.

You held your hand to your mouth, trying to hide your laughter. Your entire surrounding turned dark as a series of webs with images appeared.

“What is this?” You gazed at your surroundings, amazed by the sight.

“This is the arachnoid humanoid holy verse.”

“Catchy name.” You chuckle.

“Yeah, ok, it’s a stupid name. But it’s factually accurate. Going back to your question about a canon event. It’s a moment in every spider person’s life, every time. Some are good, some bad, some very bad. However, you don’t need to think about any of that yet. You’re just starting out.” The surroundings changed back just as soon as you were getting curious about what he was saying.

“So, why are you here then?” You ask, curious about the figure before you. You looked him over again. He was in the shape of his life; if only you could see what he was hiding behind that mask.

“I wasn’t planning on coming here. But you popped up on my scanner, so I checked it out. But I came too early. You barely have uncovered your powers yet.” He says as he fiddles with the futuristic watch on his wrist. A large orange portal splits open in thin air. The man turns around and walks into it, disappearing.

“W-wait!” You rushed over to stop him, but you were sucked into the portal before you could stop. The entire thing came all at once, which made your head dizzy. As quick as you entered, you stumbled out onto the floor.

“Ow.” You rubbed your head before standing up. You finally register your surroundings. It was spectacular.

Floors were going in all directions with a person or thing in a red and blue suit walking by as they gave you strange looks as if you had a third eye.

“Where am I?”

A woman in a red and black suit with yellow goggles approaches you.

“You must be new. My name is Jessica Drew. And you?” She smiled.

“Y/n L/n?”

“Well, Y/n, welcome to spider society.”

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Translations

El Destino= Fate

Dios mio= oh my god

Hope you enjoyed the first chapter! Chapter two should be out in a day or two! In between there will be one shot posts! If you have any one-shot recommendations, don’t hesitate to ask in the comments or dm.

[johnslittlespoon]

me, tweaking, eye twitching, wondering how soon is too soon to insert sexual tension in yad(iym) when gale hasn't even come to terms with his feelings yet lmfaoooa

[etfrin]

My mind wanted to jump ahead last night so heres a sneak peak to after the fire!!<3

MY SUNSHINE? AHHH yess!

[hellcheerficdatabase]

White Snow

Author: @gingertumericlemon

Rating/warning: Explicit, referenced ED

Chapter Count: 6/? (Part 2 of Spirit Stick series)

Description:

1986: Eddie's on the make in LA. Chrissy's in Seattle. They're young and in love up and down the West Coast!

1989: Eddie and Chrissy reunite in Hawkins after two years apart during the strange liminal days between Christmas and New Year's.

What happened then, what happened in between, and what happens next.

A story about growing up.

Tags: Alternate Universe- no vecna, future fic, true love, post break up, smut, angst, fluff, Eddie is becoming famous, character study, second chances, reuniting, alternating POV, multiple chapters, part of a series, status: WIP

[starry-eyed-adam]

people horny for gay cowboys gonna love me next week sunday

[tiki-writes]

[Solo:Furina, Exhibitionism, Worship]

Lady Furina loved everything about the Opera. She loved the outfits, the emotion of the actors, the suspense of the verdict. However, most of all, she loved the audience. The adoring fans looking up at her and hanging on her every word. She felt such power in her hands- willingly given!- by the people so desperate for a verdict, and a ruler to deliver it. She loved the way they loved her.

Furina often wondered how far their love would go. What would happen should she slip her blouse off onstage, just as she did now in her own room? If she exposed herself to the damp Fontaine air and to the audience below, would they continue to worship her so? If she asked her people to look, to see her small breasts on display, would they obey?

She imagined them begging to feel her, overcome by just the sight. Just once, they would plead. Just a touch. But her hands would be the only ones worthy of touching herself.

Thinking of it caused wetness to pool in her shorts. Furina shed them, sending them over the side of the bed with the rest of her clothing so that her hands could access her body as she fantasized.

They would watch, awestruck, as she dipped her fingers inside herself. But they would not dare move, save for the few that may fall to their knees. They would not dare interrupt their lady.

She played with her slick folds, sighing softly as she did so. Her hands traced a path up to her clit and back down, teasing, putting on a show for her imaginary onlookers.

Slowly and deliberately, Furina delved one finger inside herself, then pulled it out to show off the wetness that clung there before pushing it into her own mouth to clean. No one could have it but her. She imagined her people begging for a taste, and the thought sent shivers down her body.

Her fingers moved faster now, finding her favorite spots with ease. She drew circles around her swollen clit, barely able to brush against it for sensitivity. It brought a feeling to the surface- her stomach felt as though it contained a small tide pool. The waves swelled, faster and warmer and stronger against her insides.

Furina plunged three fingers deep inside herself, curling them upwards to try to reach her depths. She was close. So close. Her thumb clumsily prodded at her clit, and the added sensation was just enough to make her orgasm crash over her.

Read the rest of the fic on my ao3!

[steddie-fanfic-recs]

You Kept On Driving Straight And Left Our Future To The Right

by Kwills91

Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationship: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson Character: Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Robin Buckley, Wayne Munson, Jim "Chief" Hopper, Joyce Byers, Jonathan Byers, Nancy Wheeler, Will Byers, Mike Wheeler, Lucas Sinclair, Maxine "Max" Mayfield, Dustin Henderson, Eleven | Jane Hopper, Gareth (Stranger Things), Jeff (Stranger Things), Unnamed Freak (Stranger Things), Except I called him Chuck, Andy (Stranger Things), Erica Sinclair, Original Characters, Like Quite A Few Of Them Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Author uses canon as light suggestion at best, Canon is more like a guideline, Eddie Munson Lives, Post-Season/Series 04, Dual Timeline, Reunited and It Feels So Good, friends to strangers to lovers, Idiots in Love, Mutual Pining, DILF Steve Harrington, Single Dad Steve Harrington, Adoptive Dad Steve Harrington, Girl Dad Steve Harrington, Mountain Man Steve Harrington, Writer Eddie Munson, Hurt/Comfort, Angst and Fluff and Smut, Wayne Munson Dies, Appalachian Wayne Munson, Gay Wayne Munson, Eddie Is Grieving, Eddie Munson is a Mess, Gay Eddie Munson, Bisexual Steve Harrington, brojobs, What's A Handjob Between Friends, handjobs, Blowjobs, Rimming, Anal Sex, Frotting, Top Steve Harrington, Bottom Eddie Munson, Top Eddie Munson, Bottom Steve Harrington, Steve Harrington's First Time Bottoming, No Beta - We Die Like Steve Harrington's Heterosexuality, I'm British - so is my spelling, A how to on turning toothbrushes into angst, Belly Bulge, Spit Kink, Period-Typical Homophobia, Period Typical Attitudes, Violence, Blood and Violence, Slow Burn, Eddie Munson POV Words: 114,116 Chapters: 10/10

Summary

“Eddie? Are you awake?” He hears the shuffle of feet and can feel somebody standing over him. Whoever it is is blocking the light and makes it easier for him to open his eyes. If it weren’t for the way his body is screaming at him, he’d be convinced he was dead, or at least still asleep. And if he is dead, heaven sure smells like Steve Harrington’s expensive cologne. “Am I dreaming, or is that you, Harrington?” He croaks. “Oh god, I’m having the worst deja vu.” OR 15 years after waking up from the events of the upside down to find an unlikely companion at his bedside, Eddie Munson finds himself back in Hawkins to grieve. The now best selling author who has cut ties from most of those he knew and loved in a different time finds himself chasing ghosts and attempting to cure writer’s block. Along the way he unexpectedly stumbles upon familiar faces he couldn’t easily have forgotten.

[thelastofhyde]

told myself part two of the likeability paradox was gonna be shorter... i’m 6k+ into it and the smuts still not started.

[kirayaykimura]

marriage of convenience au

Lili took a lot of convincing to agree to marry Soo-Won. There were just a lot of reasons to say no. Reasons she did say no three separate times before she caved. The first was that he was…Soo-Won. He was gentle and nice and got along with her father, which was frankly appalling. The other, more hidden parts of his personality - the icy ruthlessness and the fact that he murdered her best friend’s father - made him even less appealing as a life partner. The second reason she refused to marry him was because it was not a love match. Not that she would ever admit it out loud, but there was a time in her life when she had vowed to eschew politics and only marry someone she truly loved and couldn’t live without. It was a silly goal, but she did feel a pang of guilt over letting her ten year old self down by agreeing to marry for logistics rather than love. Reasons three through ten involved Soo-Won’s position as king.

The fact Lili was betrothed to the king was the exact reason she was forced to skulk through the halls of the palace, avoiding a certain advisor and very much regretting the fact that she had not refused the engagement a fourth time.

A flash of black at the end of the hall that couldn’t be anything but Kye-Sook’s bleak-ass robes had her diving for the first door to her left. She slipped inside Soo-Won’s office, shutting the door as quickly and quietly as possible, leaning her back against it for good measure. She wasn’t delusional enough to assume her weight could hold off a grown man attempting to push his way into the room, but she would certainly die trying.

With her back against the door, she belatedly realized the room was already occupied. Her hand flew to her mouth to stifle a startled yelp.

Soo-Won watched her, a little curious and a little amused.

“What are you doing here?” Lili hissed, trying to get her breathing under control.

Soo-Won’s amusement only grew.

“This is my office,” he said.

“Yes, I know that. You’re supposed to be in a meeting.”

“It finished early.”

“Well, good for you.” Then, “Sorry, I guess. For bursting in on you.”

“That’s alright. Rough day?”

“You have no idea.”

He motioned for her to take a seat which she accepted with minimal fuss. She would lose her guardpost at the door, but if anyone was going to be a good buffer against Kye-Sook, it was going to be Soo-Won.

“Would you like some tea?” he asked. He flipped an unused teacup right-side up on a serving tray to his left and began to pour.

“Is it cold?”

He spared her a glance to ask, “Why would I offer you cold tea?”

“I just got here. How would I know how long it’s been sitting out?”

“I can assure you it’s still very warm. Be careful with it, please.”

If she focused, she could just barely make out steam coming off the top of the tea as he set the cup down in front of her. Though it was mid-morning, the end of the year was nearing and the chill in the air took longer and longer to dissipate each day. The heat she could leach from the cup was a welcome relief for her bare fingers.

“Are you hiding from Kye-Sook again?” Soo-Won asked.

“Your advisor,” she said, using his title like a curse, “has been following me all morning.”

“Any idea what he wants this time?” Soo-Won asked from behind the lip of his own cup of tea.

Lili looked him dead in the eyes and said, “He wants to talk about sex.”

Soo-Won choked on his tea.

“Procreation,” Lili said over his hacking. “Making babies.”

“What?” Soo-Won asked hoarsely.

“He has thoughts, Soo-Won. So many thoughts about the future heir to the throne.”

The future heir that was very far in the future. She knew logically that it would be their duty to do all that at some point, but it was like any responsibility Lili didn’t want: she was going to avoid even thinking about it for as long as possible. And then a little longer after that. 

“Oh,” Soo-Won said.

That didn’t sound surprised enough for Lili. He sounded entirely too calm for her current state of utter torture.

“What do you mean oh?” Lili asked.

“He,” Soo-Won said, “does this a lot. Having a legitimate blood heir makes the succession process easier to navigate.”

“Does he talk to you about your moon cycles?”

Soo-Won choked on nothing this time.

“Tell him all conversations about heirs go through you from now on,” Lili said. “I don’t want him even speaking to me, let alone about that.”

“If I could talk him out of things he’s set his mind to, my life would be much easier.”

Lili gave him the darkest look she could muster.

It must have worked because Soo-Won added, “But I’ll see what I can do.”

“You do that.”

She finally took a sip of the tea in front of her. It was slightly sweet and floral. Was there enough to drown Kye-Sook in? She’d make a valiant effort to find out.

“Give me your hand,” Soo-Won said. He reached his hand out, palm up, across the desk and various papers strewn about. There was probably some method of organization at play, but she had no idea what it was. Just like she had no idea why he would want her hand.

“What are you going to do with it?” she asked, eying his hand warily.

His fingers twitched in invitation. “Hand, please.”

Frowning, she slid her hand into his. It was warmer than hers, and she was very upset to admit deep in the recesses of her mind that it felt even nicer than the warm teacup. Her fingertips brushed the inside of his wrist, heel of her palm stopping halfway down his fingers. She could feel a callous at the base of his forefinger. A few more dragged rough on her skin as he curled his fingers around the base of her thumb in a very strange approximation of holding hands. It was as jarring as ever to feel the physical evidence that he was not nearly as soft as she had once assumed. Calluses formed from expert knowledge of deadly weapons contrasted with the almost featherlight hold he had on her and the gentle way he held her gaze. His gaze was a reason she’d once rejected his proposal; the curious dichotomy of his demeanor and actions was a reason she’d stuck around long enough to accept.

Soo-Won squeezed her hand gently once and said, “I’m sorry you’ve had such a hard morning.”

Lili snorted.

“You are welcome to hide in my office any time.”

“No, it’s fine,” Lili said with a dramatic sigh. “He has to give up eventually, right?”

Judging from Soo-Won’s grimace, she did just as poor a job convincing him as she had herself.

As if summoned, they heard two curt raps at the door before Kye-Sook let himself into the room.

“Your Majesty, I-“

Kye-Sook paused mid-sentence as he took in the unexpected scene before him.

“Stop,” Lili deadpanned. “Get out. We’re creating that heir you won’t stop terrorizing me about.”

Kye-Sook barely missed a beat before he said, “I certainly hope not. That would throw off the wedding timeframe catastrophically.”

Oh no, Lili mouthed at Soo-Won, rolling her eyes. She watched in satisfaction as the corners of his lips twitched in a repressed smile.

“In any case,” Kye-Sook continued, “it is not the best time of the month for you-“

“I will kill you,” Lili snapped as Soo-Won said, more politely but a tad more forceful than normal, “Kye-Sook, could you give us a few minutes alone, please?”

Kye-Sook exited the room with a bow.

“My first act as queen will be to fire him,” Lili said as soon as the door shut behind him.

Soo-Won hummed noncommittally.

“Okay,” Lili said. “I’m leaving now. Time to find a new hiding place.”

“Are you sure? You can stay as long as you’d like.”

“No, it’s fine. I have books to return to the library before Min-Su gives me those tragic eyes of his. It’s like he thinks I’m going to steal the books.”

Speaking of eyes, Soo-Won had bags under his. This was not an uncommon occurrence, but they looked especially dark today, like he hadn’t slept in a long while. She had no idea why couldn’t - or wouldn’t - keep a normal sleep schedule, but there were quite a few things she knew he was keeping from her. She found herself both intrigued by what he kept hidden and scared to know what he felt must stay private after everything she did know about him.

“You look exhausted,” she said. “You should take a nap.”

Though she couldn’t force him to tell her why he had such a contentious relationship with sleep or what he was keeping from her, she could try forcing him to take care of himself. She didn’t actually want to be the queen of Kohka, after all. If he left her to rule because he didn’t take care of his health and died, she would never forgive him.

“I don’t think I have time for a nap,” Soo-Won said ruefully.

“Make time.” Lili shrugged. “Decree it if you have to. Official Royal Nap Time.”

“The way you think the monarchy works is fascinating given the fact that you were raised by a politician.”

Soo-Won squeezed her hand one more time before slipping away, freeing her to stand and round the desk to the window behind him.

“What are you doing?” he asked.

“That freak probably has his ear pressed to the door outside. There’s no way I’m getting out of here the normal way without being accosted about top five positions to guarantee impregnation.”

He silently unlatched the window for her and pushed it open.

She had one leg over the window ledge before she felt a hand at her back and another at her elbow, ready to hold her steady as she shimmied out.

“Good thing your office is so low to the ground,” Lili said.

“I picked it for just this sort of occasion,” Soo-Won said.

“Wait, really?”

She shifted her weight to the foot on the grass outside and let Soo-Won hold her hand to balance while she threaded her other leg through to freedom.

“No,” he said.

“Is there a reason you picked this room?”

Soo-Won hummed. “A story for another day.”

She shivered in the cold mid-morning, immediately regretting leaving the warm comforts of Soo-Won’s office. She felt ridiculous and weak, but the palace was more north than she was used to; the winters were especially brutal for someone used to a more temperate clime.

“Get back inside soon. I’ll cover for you,” Soo-Won said.

“How so?” Lili asked.

“Kye-Sook,” Soo-Won called, eyes never leaving Lili’s. 

She caught the faintest hint of amusement from him when she startled, ducking out of view of the window as his office door swung open far too quickly for someone who wasn’t standing right next to it.

Gross.

It probably meant something that not even Kye-Sook and his inappropriate investment in her and Soo-Won’s nonexistent sex life could scare her off from marrying Soo-Won. Because she hated Kye-Sook. She hated Soo-Won’s position. She hated that she liked Soo-Won’s pretty face and nice hands that were bigger than hers.

Don’t connect those dots just yet, she begged her brain. She wanted to continue to live in avoidance for just a little bit longer. Because the second she stopped running, she knew she’d have to face the fact that she had somehow, at some point, maybe fallen in love with her fiancé. 

Shit.

[lovebugism]

WDYM BY “SAD” FOR THE CUSTOMERS ALWAYS RIGHT WAIT??😭😭

reader and eddie have a big big talk before they move on in their relationship heheh eddie feels like his feelings are unrequited and r tells him about her past/fears

i felt like this writing it tbh

[kinnbig]

i’ve hit such a fucking wall with the next chapter of my ramking fic that i rllllly need to post soon. but i don’t want to write it uGh i want to write kinnporsche bodyguards kissing each other for dumb reasons :(

[mxliv-oftheendless]

The Dream

LOOK WHO’S BAAAAACK!!! It’s me, back in the writing saddle, just in time for Pride Month! Happy Pride, everyone! And what better way to celebrate Pride than by writing about two bi4bi vampires, amirite??

So today’s story is part of @cosmicrealmofkissteria ‘s Vampy Sixx AU, the master list for which can be found here! You may want to read the sequel story, “Old Life, New Desire,” just to really get the context for the story. But after you do that, or if you choose not to do that, read on and enjoy!! It’s good to be back!

Paul and Mick share a coffin… and it makes Mick have a very intense dream…

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“What a gentleman you are, Mick Mars. There is nothing I would enjoy more than sharing a coffin with you.”

Shit. What did I just do? I’m seriously letting my feelings get the better of me. How could I let myself suggest sleeping in the same coffin to a vampire I’ve only known this one night? A vampire on the run from a Hunter, no less.

Damn, the kid’s gonna think you’re insane. He probably already does. I wouldn’t blame him—I think I’m insane right now.

But then again… seeing his grateful, almost relieved smile as he gets out of his coffin makes me reconsider. I couldn’t not say anything to him after that panic attack. As naive as it sounds… I feel sorry for him. He has to be terrified for his life right now.

Paul gets into my coffin and lies down next to me. I close the lid and get down next to him. We’re so close, our noses are almost touching. “You good?” I ask.

“Yes. It’s cozy,” he remarks with a chuckle. He sighs and looks up at the coffin lid. “I remember I used to hate sleeping alone…”

I’m not sure what to say. What can I say?

“Listen…” I have to push back the urge to take his hand. “I know Heather. She’ll make sure you’re safe. And… And I’ll help too. You ever need a place to stay, you can come here.”

I can see Paul’s smile in the dark. He has such a pretty smile. “I’m grateful, really. Not sure your Fledgling would like that, though.”

“Well, he’ll have to deal with it. We know what it’s like to be hunted.”

“There’s a story to that… but I doubt your fledgling would want me to know.”

“No… No, he wouldn’t.”

“I didn’t think so. Well… I suppose we should sleep.”

“Yeah… Yeah, we should.”

But why do we have to go to sleep? Why don’t I get on top of you, pin you down, and finally kiss those sinfully red lips that have been teasing me all night—

I growl quietly. I need to focus.

“Something wrong?”

Dammit, he’s smirking. “No. Nothing’s wrong.”

“You sure? You just growled.”

“No, I didn’t.” Yes, you did.

“Alright, have it your way.” He shifts a little, then settles, closing his eyes. “Goodnight.”

“Night,”

I close my eyes, and try to sleep. Drift off into a nice, dreamless sleep…

But sleep isn’t what I want. And I figure, why stop denying myself what I really want?

I roll over and pin Paul to the floor of the coffin. We’re chest to chest in the enclosed space.

I hear him laugh in the dark. “I thought you’d never do this,”

“Took me some time. But I got there.”

“Well, you’re not gonna stop here, are you?”

Definitely not.

I finally press my lips to his in a hard kiss. His lips are so soft… they’re so perfect. He tastes like blood and wine… fuck it’s so hot. He lets out a soft sigh and clings to my neck, bringing it down and keeping it in place.

A growl rips through my throat. He’s so hot… I want him. All of him. I want to claim him and make him mine.

I let my fangs extend and bite his bottom lip. He gasps in delight. I want more. I want to whip him into a frenzy.

My hands tear open his shirt and I let my claws drag down his chest. He whines in pleasure and lets his own claws drag over my skin. It feels so good… so right.

So right, that I rear my head back, open my mouth, and bite down on his neck.

He lets out a soft cry, then moans and relaxes, clinging to my back. I hold him close in a tight grip. I’m never letting this gorgeous being go. I want to stay here, in this coffin, with him, for the rest of eternity.

I release his neck and kiss him again. There’s blood on my lips from his neck and it’s probably staining his mouth, but holy hell that sounds hot.

He moans into my mouth and ruts up against my leg. I groan at how good it feels. Fuck, I haven’t don’t something like this in decades. Why did I do that to myself?

“Mmm… Mick,” he moans into my ear when I move down to his neck again. I ignore him, licking up the blood instead. He tastes so good… “Mick…”

“MICK!”

I jerk awake. The fuck…? Where’s Paul? I thought we were…

“Jeez, finally. Thought you were in a coma for a second.”

I look up and find Nikki standing over me with his arms crossed in the way that always means he’s impatient. It’s dark outside again… I slept through the whole day… I fantasized about fucking Paul the whole day…

“Fuck…” I rub my head and sit up. “Sorry, kid. Where’s…?”

Nikki scowls at the reference to Paul. “Oh, him? He woke up before I did. Did you tell him he could watch TV?”

“No. But if he’s staying here…”

“Come on!” he whines. “The Blob is on tonight!”

I chuckle and shake my head. Kid loves his horror movies. “I’ll be there in a second.”

“Good.” Nikki turns to leave, then looks back. “Oh yeah, Heather called too. She’s coming over in an hour or something.”

Heather? “She say why?”

“Nah. She said she’s been asking around about any Hunters that came to LA, though.”

If she’s coming over… she might have found out something. “Alright. I’ll be out in a second, kid.”

As soon as Nikki leaves the room, I sigh and drag a hand over my face. I can’t believe this. I’ve only known this guy for one night. One night. And I’m already fantasizing about sleeping with him. Jesus damn Christ…

I need to get my shit together. This cannot happen again. And it’s not like what I’m imagining will ever be reality. Once this Hunter is found and dealt with, he’ll go back to New York, probably.

I hate how awful that sounds to me.

Fuck… I’m really in trouble.

“Gimme the fucking remote!”

“I was using it, fledgling,”

“Don’t call me that! And Mick said I could use it!”

“Ooh, will he be mad at me? Hope he doesn’t punish me~”

“Yech—MICK!”

I better go deal with that… If I don’t, the kid’s probably gonna tear Paul’s hair out.

I shake my head and get out of my coffin. Heather will be here soon; that’ll help distract me. The important thing is, no one can know what I dreamed about last night. Not Heather, not Nikki… especially not Paul.

[hellcheerficdatabase]

It ain’t fiction, just a natural fact

Author: @erythromanc3r

Rating/Warning: Explicit

Chapter Count: 4/?

Description:

The year is 1991: Eddie Munson actually managed to make good on his promise to leave small-town Indiana for the sun-drenched streets of Los Angeles.

Corroded Coffin, now on the verge of hitting it big, is casting an actress for an upcoming music video. A familiar face makes an appearance in a stack of headshots — one Chrissy Cunningham, whose come to Hollywood in search of fame, and to a certain extent, herself.

What follows includes the tabloids writing up breathless stories of a whirlwind love affair, but behind the scenes, things are a bit more calculated.

Well, until they aren’t.

Tags: Alternate universe- no vecna, rockstar!Eddie, future fic, 90s au, fake relationship, fake dating au, angst, eventual smut, smut, happy ending, fluff, they're thick in the head if you ask me, alternating POV, multiple chapters, status: WIP

[slightlyrebelliouswriter23]

Is silent knight a one shot?

it was originally intended to be a multi-part fic, and i have like 50% of the next chapter, but i'm honestly a bit stuck on plot for that one 😭