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A place to talk about, recomend and post fanfictions. And prompts. And probably anything else I want, sorry about that. primary | AO3 | ff.net | oc masterlist
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Introducing: Sophie Hope (nee´ Flynn) 

Sophie never thought her life could get more complicated after the outbreak. First, she lost her brother and sister-in-law which resulted in having to raise her nephew Sam from a young age. Then, she lost her husband. She just wanted to live a normal life…well as normal as it could get in a post outbreak world, living in the Boston QZ. She wanted to raise Sam in peace and quiet. 

Then Tess Servopoulos came into her life, and with her came Joel Miller, and her peace and quiet normal life got thrown out the window. 

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𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐆… 𝐌𝐘 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐆𝐎 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑, 𝐖𝐘𝐀𝐓𝐓 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐃𝐌𝐀𝐍

One had to be a particular kind of brave to be a trauma surgeon at Gaffney Chicago Medical Centre, given how hectic and, occasionally, dangerous the hospital could be. Of course, there was a very thin line between brave and stupid, and Wyatt could fully admit that he fell on both sides of that line. No matter how much he loved being a surgeon, loved being able to help and heal people when they needed it most, he had to admit that the stress of knowing that no patient was a guaranteed save and working with an extreme shortage of medical supplies did not always make his job the easiest in the world.

But he always had a bright spot in his life: his friendship with Leslie Shay. Wyatt had met the badass blonde EMT when they were still in middle school, and almost from that first moment, the two of them were thick as thieves, sharing almost everything and coming to regard each other as the siblings they’d never had. Leslie was the first person Wyatt had come out as bisexual to, and he, in turn, was the first person to become aware of Shay’s own sexuality. They’d even gone into the medical field together - although both would always say that their friendship hadn’t influenced their career choices at all, they’d simply been meant to be together in pretty much all aspects but the non-platonic one.

Truly, Leslie Shay is the dearest friend Wyatt could ever have - and when she introduces him to her roommate Kelly Severide, a tough firefighter with the nicest gal-toothed smile Wyatt as ever seen, Wyatt isn’t sure he’s ever been more grateful to her. The only problem? Severide may be attractive as hell, but he’s also closed-off emotionally, infuriatingly reckless, and very likely straight.

Ah, well. Wyatt is more than happy to spend his days saving people’s lives and teasing the hell out of Dr. Halstead rather than uselessly pining over a guy he can never have. Except that now he can’t seem to stop running into the firefighter when he meets up with Shay, and every time it gets harder and harder to shove the attraction to the back of his mind.

He’s pretty sure he’d rather be facing with a whole hospital full of injured people than dealing with this shit.

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Now You’re Just Somebody That I Used to Know - @olicitytropes​ // olicity clue: 

William wakes up on another earth. Lost in another world he’s not sure where he should turn until a newspaper article points him in a new direction. Vigilante captures the Calculator! She slips from police custody only hours later! A photograph of someone who looks an awful like his mother, Felicity, is right below the headline. The dark hair and mask don’t fool him. He knows the vigilante can only be one person. William must find his father and figure out what is going on in this mad world. 

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NATHANIEL DREW  › basic profile

“Agent Drew has an uncanny ability to adjust his personality to the likes of others, thus making victims, witnesses, and suspects trust him. This is his biggest advantage on the job along with his belief that all people are important to the world.” — Aaron Hotchner to Erin Strauss in No Way Out II: The Evolution of Frank.
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they start analyzing everything to guess if it's romantic or not + eli and spencer!! <3

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𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Loreid (Eli Logan + Spencer Reid).

𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭: They start analyzing everything to guess if it's romantic or not from What Are We? Moment Prompts.

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Mentions of murder and death (typical Criminal Minds stuff), swearing.

𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: Featuring autistic Spencer (because he is, fight me) and Eli’s feelings realization!

(𝐀/𝐍: 𝐀𝐇𝐇𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐊 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐎 𝐌𝐔𝐂𝐇 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒, 𝐊𝐄𝐈! 𝐈 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬!!)

𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐁𝐋𝐘 𝐎𝐍 edge for a solid hour now, and Eli was starting to get worried. From his vantage point a few feet away, watching Spencer stand next to Hotch as he spoke to a local cop, Eli found himself watching the young genius intently, only half-listening to Morgan as the muscular man dirty-talked Garcia on the phone beside him.

He didn’t imagine Spencer could have been nervous about this case. It was a quadruple murder in upstate New York, with all four female victims having had their throats slashed with what looked like a carving knife and their hair, which could be proven to have been long before they’d been killed, roughly hacked off. It wasn’t pleasant by any means, that was for sure, but they’d handled much worse than this without Spencer ever showing signs of emotional distress. What could have been different about this case?

It only took another minute of watching for Eli to realize that it wasn’t the case he needed to worry about. Spencer didn’t even flinch when the cop Hotch was talking to mentioned the blood spatter analysis from the newest crime scene, but that was because he was staring off into space, seemingly not focusing on anything. He was rocking back and forth on his heels, so slightly that nobody who wasn’t looking as closely as Eli was would never have noticed, and his hands were clenched into tight fists, likely trying to stop himself from flapping.

Oh. So that was what this was.

Well, now he knew that Spencer’s distress was something to do with his autism, but what was he supposed to do about it? This wasn’t the first time Spencer had gotten overwhelmed on a case, but the solution to the problem tended to be different every time, and sometimes he didn’t even want or need anybody to help. Was this one of those times? Or was he just trying to tough it out and ignore the discomfort he was clearly feeling?

Seeing how obviously Spencer was trying to hide his stimming from Hotch and the cop, Eli suspected this time was the latter. But he didn’t want to make Spencer uncomfortable by bringing it up, so he resolved to simply keep an eye on the doctor and see if anything got worse.

It wasn’t even twenty minutes before Spencer came up to him.

After thoroughly reviewing the crime scene, the team decided to head back to their hotel and talk everything out in the morning. Eli was heading towards the lobby elevator, rubbing his tired eyes and more than ready to fall into bed, when he felt a soft tap on his shoulder and turned around to see the very man he’d been worrying about for most of the night.

Spencer was clearly doing worse than he had been when Eli first noticed his discomfort, and Eli’s heart almost melted at the sight. The other man was resolutely not making eye contact, his eyes fixed on a point just over Eli’s left shoulder, and he was no longer trying to prevent his hands from moving. They hung by his sides, flicking out every few seconds and visibly twitching whenever they were briefly still.

“Hey, Spence,” Eli greeted quietly, not wanting to speak too loudly in case this was one of those times when Spencer’s hearing was sensitive. “What’s up?”

“I, um..” Spencer started, then broke himself off and lowered his head into his own shoulder, rubbing his ear against it a few times before raising his head again.

Eli winced in sympathy. “Bad Brain Day?”

Spencer nodded.

“What do you need?”

Looking so comically shy that it took a lot out of Eli not to laugh, the young genius nervously held his arms out, clearly asking for a hug.

Without hesitation, Eli stepped forward and firmly wrapped his arms around the other man. Spencer immediately laced his arms around Eli’s shoulders, squeezing hard like Eli was the only thing holding him together. His chin came to rest on the top of Eli’s head, and the shorter man couldn’t hold back a smile; Spencer sometimes seemed so fragile and young that it was easy to forget that he was a full four inches taller than Eli himself.

The two of them stayed like that for several minutes, ignoring the weird looks that the staff at the hotel’s front desk were shooting them, until finally, Spencer loosened his grip, indicating that he was finished with the physical contact. Eli immediately pulled away, taking a step back.

“Thanks,” Spencer mumbled, long fingers moving to fiddle with the ends of his sleeves now that they weren’t clutching Eli’s t-shirt. “I kinda needed that.”

“Anytime,” Eli replied firmly, meaning it. “Get some sleep, okay? Hopefully you feel better in the morning.”

Managing to make a brief second of eye contact with Eli, Spencer gave a shy nod in response and, after a moment of hesitation, headed off to the elevator.

༊*·˚ ༊*·˚ ༊*·˚

It wasn’t until Eli was safely in his hotel room and standing under a showerhead with terrible water pressure that he actually started considering what had just happened.

Again, this wasn’t the first time Spencer had had a Bad Brain Day while they were on a case, and it wasn’t the first time he had been the one to offer the other man comfort, but this was the first time that Spencer had actually come to him and asked for it. Why? If it was the pressure of a strong hug he’d needed, he could always have asked Morgan; God knew that they beefy man’s big muscles would have provided more strength behind the hug than Eli could offer, and he wouldn’t have refused a hug if it would help his pretty boy. What had been going on in Spencer’s head to make him to go Eli for comfort, rather than anyone else?

Okay, why am I thinking about this so much? Eli asked himself irritably as he crawled under the crappy white covers of his hotel bed and willed himself to sleep. Spencer was struggling, he needed a pressure stim, I gave it to him, and hopefully he’ll be a little better off tomorrow. That’s it. End of story.

Except it was clearly not the end of the story, because Eli found himself unable to stop analyzing that moment for the rest of the time they were on that case.

And three days later, when they finally caught the unsub and were flying home and Eli felt his stomach flutter watching Spencer laugh at something JJ had said, that he finally realized exactly why he’d been analyzing it so much.

Oh, he thought numbly as this revelation washed over him. I have feelings for Spencer. I guess that explains that.

Fuck. What do I do now?

(𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐛𝐚𝐝, 𝐈’𝐦 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲. 😂)

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Midnight Snack

Word count: 1,079

Warnings: 18+, blowjob, almost get caught, pink handcuffs. Unprotected sex,

M/n: Male name

E/c: Eye color

GIF not mine

Kinktober 2022

You toss and turn but you can’t fall asleep, you sit up and look around the dark room. You walk out of your room and begin to walk downstairs, you walk into the kitchen and grab a glass of water. “Can’t sleep M/n” you quickly turn around “you scared me Harry” “sorry, M/n”

“But yea, I can’t sleep. Can’t sleep either?” He laughs and walks over to grab a glass of water “no, I have a lot going on right now” “what’s on your mind?” “Well there’s this person that I might be into” “well you should tell them, anyone would be lucky enough to be with a guy like you.”

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Public Sex

Word count: 1,011

Warnings: 18+, unprotected sex, sex in forest, blowjob, ass eating, cum eating, Nicholas watching you and Harvey fuck, Nicholas takes your underwear.

M/n: Male reader

GIF not mine

You are sitting outside eating your lunch when your boyfriend Harvey comes and sits next to you, “how’s your day so far M/n?” “It’s been good, it’s amazing now because we get to spend a little time together” “so, what are you doing after school” “nothing, why?” “Do you want to come to my place and watch a scary movie?”

“I would love too” Rosalind and Theo walk over and take a seat in front of you. You begin to eat the cookies you brought from home, when you feel Harvey’s hand on your thigh. You turn to look at him, you try to move your thigh away from his hand but he grips it, not allowing you to move.

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Facial is the best

Pairing: Archie Andrews x male reader

Series: Riverdale

Warnings: Smut

word count: 1042

Requests are open🖤

English is not my first language sorry if there are spelling mistakes enjoy Reading

 “...Please, Y/n, please. Just let me, come on, just this once, please?” Archie gasps above him, stroking his cock in quick, ravenous strokes as Y/n watches, already exhausted from his own orgasm.

This isn't the first time Y/n has heard the other guy beg him, it's not the first time Archie has begged him to let him cum on his face, but it's the first time he's wondered why Archie seems so hungry for it in instead of just saying no point-blank. It looks so unhygienic, not to mention disgusting, and Y/n can't figure out what makes Archie so willing to beg for it.

Archie never begs.

"Why do you want it?" Y/n finds himself asking, eyebrows raised lazily as he watches Archie more or less sob in delight above him. His hands are slowly stroking Archie's muscled thighs where they straddle his waist, but his eyes are focused on his boyfriend's face, watching as Archie's mouth drops open on another moan as he fucks his own fist. .

"Guh-fuck-it would look so good in it-covered in it," Archie gasps hoarsely, clenching his fist around the base of his cock to keep from coming as he thinks about it. “Fuck, you'd be so pretty, just using my cum. Looking so beautiful, looking like mine. I want to make you mine, can I? please y/n? Can I make you mine? Please pretty pretty Y/n please can I make you mine? I want I want-"

And fuck, if he's not making Y/n stupid with arousal listening to Archie beg like that. Hearing him wanting to claim Y/N like that… he's making his spent cock tingle with the need to harden again, even if it's only been a few minutes since he gushed down Archie's throat.

Why had he been so stupid and he hadn't asked his boyfriend why earlier? Why had he spent weeks telling his boyfriend no when the reason Archie wanted him in the first place was so devastating?

"Yes?" Y/n gives Archie a tired smile. “Do you want to make me yours? Do you want to mark me? Let everyone know that I'm yours?

"Fuck y/n, yes please, fuck yes please!" Archie curses above him, hips stuttering forward through his clenched fist. "Please, I want, can I?"

It's not even a question on his mind anymore, Y/n just wants it to happen yesterday as he listens to Archie spit every pleading word out of his mouth. The thought that just minutes before sounded positively unpleasant now sounds promising.

"Yeah, yeah, let's go," Y/n agrees, reaching out to cup Archie's butt and urging him forward, closer.

"-In fact?" Archie with his pants off, puzzled. His eyes widen and stare at him, his hips stopped where he had been furiously fucked through his own fist before. You will leave me? Can I- just- really?

"Yeah, come on," Y/n encourages, trying to drag him closer with he hands, "come on my face, come on, do it."

At first, Archie just stared at him for a moment, not believing what he was hearing, but then he just lunged forward, smashing his lips against Y/n's desperately. Y/n doesn't even have time to recover from the shock attack before Archie backs away again, crawling forward and once again stroking each other, only this time much closer to Y/n and with his penis pointing towards the swollen kiss. of T/n. His lips instead of he own muscular stomach.

"Mpfh," Archie groans as his hand flies over his cock, needing to squeeze his eyes shut so he doesn't die from how good it feels, how beautiful Y/n is beneath him. "I'm going to paint you so beautifully, I'm going to make you look so pretty, I'm going to..." And then he comes; thick streams of cum shoot all over y/n's beautiful face.

Y/n can feel the first string land on his cheek before he can squeeze his eyes shut, and just in time too, because right after he can feel something hit his closed eyelid, and he winces from how dirty everything is.

When Archie finally drops his shrinking penis from his hand, when he finally opens his eyes again, he can't help but catch his breath for a moment.

Y/n is absolutely awesome.

He has been fucking everywhere; over both of his cheeks, covering his nose, his chin, his forehead – he's cum hanging off his damn lashes, and it's cum all over his beautiful red-bitten lips. Archie can't help but moan as he sees how Y/n licks his bottom lip to pick up the thick liquid, he can't help but catch the boy in a dirty wet kiss as he watches him swallow.

Taking Y/n's jaws in his hands, Archie couldn't help but play with the cum on his boyfriend's cheeks with his thumbs, simply smearing it all over the pink skin before licking it all off.

Y/n flinches when he feels a tongue on his face, and groans when Archie kisses him again, sharing the salty cum on his tongue with an overeager Y/n. Burying his fingers in Archie's hair, Y/n lifts his hips into empty air, coming back from the sheer filth around him.

"Did you just-?" Archie asks, and Y/n nods, exhausted. Archie smiles. "Fucking amazing."

Y/n just rolls his eyes before weakly pushing his boyfriend away, snuggling up close to the big football player.

"Does this mean I can do that again?" Archie asks smugly, his hands running over Y/n's sensitive sides.

"It means you should get me a wipe," Y/n replies, tired. He is more than ready for a nap. "I feel ridiculously dirty." There was sweat, semen, and other fluid caked all over him, but since Y/n doubts he can stay awake for an entire shower, a washcloth will have to suffice.

“You're ridiculously dirty and amazing,” Archie smirks, but dutifully goes in search of said wipe.

Y/n hums as Archie cleans it up, hands catching the bigger boy as he throws the rag over his shoulder, and sighs as he sinks against Archie's body.

"But yeah," Y/n says a few minutes later, when he's almost asleep. "We are definitely exploring this again."

He can feel Archie moving his arm to his side, but he's already asleep before he can reprimand him.

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“Excuse me, what do you mean he’s the fiftieth customer?” the woman demanded angrily.

“I mean he’s the fiftieth customer,” the barista said cheerfully.

“But I arrived after him.”

“You certainly did, but you ordered before him, didn’t you?” The look he shot her at those words could’ve flayed the skin from her bones. “As such, you are customer number forty-nine. He is customer number fifty. Your drink will be ready over on the far counter, ma’am.”

Sterek - Complete - Coffee Shop AU - Words: 15,299 - Rating: General Audience 

THOUGHTS: This is a nice easy read. No complicated plot, just two boys falling in love, casual, enjoyable, and funny. Loved the relationship between Stiles and pretty much everyone in this fic. This also has my favorite kind of Jackson too so it was bonus for me to go along with the Sterek! 

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The elevator started moving almost silently. Only after they went up over three floors did Stiles remember that he had to punch the button for his floor too.

He flailed to do so, not even really caring about the impression he was leaving on the anonymous Suit Dude. Work drained him to the point of not caring about anything.

It was a tall building, so the journey was long, but the silence wasn’t awkward. Or maybe it was; again, Stiles was past the point of caring.

Or at least he had been, until the Suit Dude suddenly spoke.

“Okay,” he said quietly. “I love you.”

Oh. Well. What?!

Stiles whipped his head to look at the guy, but the man wasn’t looking at him.

“Uuuhhh…” Stiles stammered. “I love you too?”

Sterek - Complete - FBI!Stiles AU - Words: 21,479 - Rating: Mature

THOUGHTS: FBI Stiles is one of my favorites! I loved every minute of this one. The way Sterek meets in this story is possibly one of my favorite Sterek meetings of all time. It’s one of those things that a person thinks about days later and still laughs so hard they cry and I loved picturing Derek doing that. He deserves all the laughter. Their “dates” are sweet, the angst hurt like it was supposed to. It was a very good twist on the canon storyline, and this was just an all around well written solid read. 10/10 would recommend!

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Lord Morpheus X Male Reader

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  • Arthur’s note: Everyone seemed to enjoy the last sunshine reader and moody Morpheus shot so I made another one but longer! —ish? But anyways, here you guys go! I’ll probably continue making more Dream shots and possibly doing a supernatural AU crossover too 👀
Summary: After Morpheus’ encounter with the God of Happiness he can’t help but grow a soft spot for him. So, what happens when his sisters come looking for him
Warnings: Slight angst, fluff, mentions of goddesses, Greek mythology, Morpheus being nice, mentions of happiness, more fluff, slight pinning.
Word count: 3.7k
Tags: @finnthefuzzymoth

Lord Morpheus didn’t expect his sister, death, to visit him in his realm. Let alone bring a guest with her. Dream didn’t know much as to why his sister was visiting, she either came when she had nothing else to do or to check up on him.

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