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@nomadicauthor287 / nomadicauthor287.tumblr.com

I write from time to time. I need feedback on my writing, please. I’m into Star Wars, anything Disney, Marvel, DC, Sherlock, Doctor Who, a lot of anime I can’t list (bc the list grows every day). I write weird AUs that haunt me at night or when avoiding my problems. I’m 20 y/o and tired of dealing with crap
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Masterlist

Howdy y'all! I'm back from vacation with a lot of works. I decided to tidy up a bit for y'all! Anyway here are some works I've done so far!

Star Wars Mall AU
High School Zombie Apocalypse
  1. The Beginning

The Noir Murder
  1. Chapter 1
  2. Chapter 2
  3. Chapter 3
  4. Chapter 4

Diary entry 1#

Bad Batch Themed Headcanons

Other

The Vintage Gentleman

The Cabbie

Comment which ones you want me from the list and reblog, please!

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Summary: Peter seems to be jealous of a plushie

TASM!Peter parker x gn!reader | roughly 500 words

Warnings: none? Lemme know if there is any, as well as typos! :]

A/N: totally not my first full fic on my account that has nothing to do with spiderman

✮ ⋆ ˚。𖦹 ⋆。°✩✮ ⋆ ˚。𖦹 ⋆。°✩✮ ⋆ ˚。𖦹 ⋆

Hours prior Peter left to go patrol, leaving you to do what you want in his apartment. So, now you lay in Peter's bed, scrolling on your phone as you doze in and out of sleep. While warm under the covers in Peters hoodie, your plushie is held tightly in your arms.

At some point in the night, you completely fall asleep. Which is destroyed by someone trying to take your plushie.

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Connie🖤

I'd like to start off with saying that your Highlander Soap au has my entire heart - your brain is impeccable with thots.

Secondly, can I please get some grumpy x sunshine nsfw chubby f!reader with Highlander Soap??

- Highlander Soap who was single until his council decided it wasn't fine anymore so they're on his case.

- In Soap fashion, he on accident finds the one woman who doesn't want spare him any attention at all. He's purposed that's his Queen, she just doesn't know it...yet.

You can add the nsfw in any way you'd like, I'm just here for the vibes, so there's no rush 🥀

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Milking It (Soap x Chubby!F!Reader)

CW: Lactation kink, breeding kink, dirty talk Summary: Newly crowned King MacTavish never did find a bride that caught his eye, until he found a milkmaid unlike any other that wouldn't even give him the time of day - but he's always liked a bit of a challenge. Word Count: 4K a/n: I'm sorry if this didn't fill your ask in the way you hoped, I can try something different later if you'd like as an apology!

Prince MacTavish never expected to take the crown so early, he wasn't ready for it - was still an animal at heart. Accustomed to his ways, a warm bed with a different body each night, drinking alcohol and spilling blood in equal amounts, partying, gambling, wild and dangerous tears - anything the Bonnie Prince shouldn't be doing he did, for dignity was only something for lesser folk to worry about.

And then his mother fell ill. And his father died of a broken heart. And a circlet nestled tight across the crown of his skull, more weight, he should tell them, crush him until he's dead for there is no fate worse than this for himself and Scotland. He wasn't the responsible man his people needed to lead them, he was the charming prince for them to spend their days gossiping and fawning over - this is all wrong. The kilt is ill-fitting, the shoes pinch uncomfortably - even his hair, an awkward length as the shave grows out - wrong, wrong, wrong.

It had been a long year, growing into his father's title: King MacTavish, and he had something to show for it: a kingdom left standing even as he fumbled to keep it, new areas conquered and reclaimed, reforms to prevent the Anglicization of Scotland. What he didn't have to show for himself was an heir - or a wife for that matter. A serious issue to his advisors, as they were eager to keep the throne between the MacTavish men.

So, there's several women lined up - all finely dolled up and presented like a feast. Fluttery, impressive dresses and powdered faces that conceal freckle and scar alike. Gemstones and finery draped every piece of flesh they could - it was all very… ostentatiously English. One by one, face after face, silk gown after silk gown, he sends them away, to bother another man. These were not Queens, these were little girls attempting to play dress-up and get a love story worth telling, which he would not be facilitating. He was smarter than that.

It's months of this, and he's taken to the privacy of the wee hours of the morning, when the fog is still settled over the highland, the sky overcast and the world awash in a silvery grey light. The only time no one comes looking for him, demanding his attentions, or yapping his ear off about a Miss MacFadden and her aptitude with needlework. He waltzes across the cow pasture as he eats a pastry stolen from the kitchen, approaching the barn so he can lay down, pet his wee Flora and sleep, waking up to a non-judgmental cow rather than a tittering advisor much more appealing.

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Mine*

Warnings: Sexual intercourse, language, unprotected sex

“Can you do an NSFW post with Gunnar Jensen”

“hey its the gunner annon again i had requested these numbers for gunner jensen 187: “ Already? Do I really have that much of an effect on you? ”188: “ Mine. ””

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Gunner has been home for the night, and you are struggling to keep your hands off of him. You missed him so much while he was away for 2 weeks, you hate sleeping alone.

Now that he’s finally back, you have been horny since the moment he walked through the door. His big muscles prominent through his tight white t-shirt, his slicked by hair, his manly aura, everything about him is drawing you in.

He catches you staring at him with that look in your eye, twice already today. A smirk forms on his face as he watches you daydream, unaware that he noticed you.

“Y/N?” He calls out, catching your attention. You snap out of it and remember that you are supposed to be washing the dishes. “Yes love?” You respond, washing off the plate that you had been holding still.

He walks up behind you, his hands snaking around your waist, pulling you flesh against him. He places a light kiss behind your ear, before whispering, “I missed you,”

You squirm in your boyfriend’s grasp, your breath hinges in your throat. “I missed you too, babe.” You respond as you try to focus on the bowl you are washing. You feel his bulge against your ass and can’t help but press against it more, moving your hips left and right slightly.

His kisses linger down your neck, and your actions cause him to bite down lightly, a yelp escaping your lips. You feel the smirk on his lips against your neck, and his hands slowly wandering down your hips, toward your clothed center.

“How much did you miss me?” He mumbles against your skin, his left hand slipping beneath your jeans, inching its way toward your now very wet panties. “Damn, already? I have that much of an effect on you…” He mutters, pressing into your ass more, so that you are now pinned between him and the counter. You shut off the faucet hurriedly and move your body against his hand, trying to find some sort of friction.

Without warning, he removes his hand entirely, and spins you around, connecting his lips with your own. Your hands grab his shoulders, moving your body as close to his as you can get, passionately returning the kiss. His tough hands pick you up and place you on the counter, where he continues making out with you as he unbuttons your jeans.

You lift your ass off the counter enough so he can pull down and remove your jeans, and he quickly pulls down his own. His hard erection springs free and you can feel your excitement tingling throughout your body.

Gunner pulls you closer by your hips, roughly, in a dominant nature, and due to his height, is perfectly able to line himself up with your entrance.

He slowly pushes inside of you, drawing a loud moan erupting from you at the mixture of pain and pleasure. You dig your fingernails into his shoulderblades as he fills you up, waiting a few seconds for you to adjust before slowly pulling back out, and thrusting back in roughly.

He begins to pick up the pace, his hands wandering under your shirt, massaging your breasts, and his mouth dipping down to leave hickeys over your neck. “Mm, mine.” He growls into your neck, and you pull him closer, feeling your orgasm building. “Gunner..” You moan into his ear as his thrusts begin to get sloppy. “Shit. Shit, fuck.” He groans, and he releases into you, which causes your own climax and you cry out, holding onto him tightly.

You sit there for a moment, catching your breath, before he pulls out and replaces his jeans. He helps you down off the counter and hands you a moist towelette to clean up, kissing your forehead. “I really did miss you.” He mutters quietly, watching you in admiration.

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The symbolism of flowers

Flowers have a long history of symbolism that you can incorporate into your writing to give subtext.

Symbolism varies between cultures and customs, and these particular examples come from Victorian Era Britain. You'll find examples of this symbolism in many well-known novels of the era!

  • Amaryllis: Pride
  • Black-eyed Susan: Justice
  • Bluebell: Humility
  • Calla Lily: Beauty
  • Pink Camellia: Longing
  • Carnations: Female love
  • Yellow Carnation: Rejection
  • Clematis: Mental beauty
  • Columbine: Foolishness
  • Cyclamen: Resignation
  • Daffodil: Unrivalled love
  • Daisy: Innocence, loyalty
  • Forget-me-not: True love
  • Gardenia: Secret love
  • Geranium: Folly, stupidity
  • Gladiolus: Integrity, strength
  • Hibiscus: Delicate beauty
  • Honeysuckle: Bonds of love
  • Blue Hyacinth: Constancy
  • Hydrangea: Frigid, heartless
  • Iris: Faith, trust, wisdom
  • White Jasmine: Amiability
  • Lavender: Distrust
  • Lilac: Joy of youth
  • White Lily: Purity
  • Orange Lily: Hatred
  • Tiger Lily: Wealth, pride
  • Lily-of-the-valley: Sweetness, humility
  • Lotus: Enlightenment, rebirth
  • Magnolia: Nobility
  • Marigold: Grief, jealousy
  • Morning Glory: Affection
  • Nasturtium: Patriotism, conquest
  • Pansy: Thoughtfulness
  • Peony: Bashfulness, shame
  • Poppy: Consolation
  • Red Rose: Love
  • Yellow Rose: Jealously, infidelity
  • Snapdragon: Deception, grace
  • Sunflower: Adoration
  • Sweet Willian: Gallantry
  • Red Tulip: Passion
  • Violet: Watchfulness, modesty
  • Yarrow: Everlasting love
  • Zinnia: Absent, affection

Always loved flower language

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i just realized how absolutely earth shatteringly horny the internet at large would be for darth vader if the original trilogy came out right now

my god, every facet of his character, the mask, he’s tall, he chokes people, he’s evil, good god it would be apocalyptic, this website would be fucking unusable

people are horny for kylo ren and he’s just an intentionally infinitely shittier version of darth vader who sucks fucking shit comparatively just imagine

so imagine Star Wars comes out now, everybody’s obviously drawing their fanon interpretation of Vader as hot brooding anime men so they can ship him with whomever of luke/leia/han they find personally most attractive. Empire comes around, darth is luke’s ****** (message me for spoilers!), everyone purges their Luke/Vader art and starts drawing him as a hot dad, slicked back salt-n-pepper hair and a chiseled jaw and shit

then Jedi comes out and

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goddamn it would be glorious

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Scent of Attraction

Just a little bit of fun with the Admirals. It is just the original 3 for now. Let me know if there's any other marines you'd like to accept your "punishment" from

Reader: fem

CW: NSFW, cunnilingus, vaginal fingering, unprotected sex, choking, degradation, implied consent, creampie, MDNI

Community Label: Mature

Sexual themes

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For early fff: Guy Gardner as the worlds greatest himbo

Guy Gardner as a himbo is the greatest idea I've ever heard, but you're wrong because he's not the world's greatest himbo, he's the Universe's Greatest Himbo

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Guy Gardner, contrary to popular belief, wasn’t an idiot. In fact, he had the bachelor’s degrees to prove otherwise. That being said, while Guy had book and street smarts, the man didn’t have a lick of common sense.

She fumbled with the makeshift pad, shoving the phone between her shoulder and ear, waiting for him to pick up.

Yello?

“Guy, can you do me a favor?”

Yeah, babe, what is it?

Wincing, she tugged her pants up her legs, “I…uh…started my period at work and I don’t think I have any tampons or pads at home. Can you go to the store and get me a pack?”

There was a moment of silence, then he confirmed, Absolutely.

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“Guy…that’s…a lot of packages.”

He juggled at least ten boxes in his arms and replied, “I didn’t know what size you were so I just got one of everything so you could choose.”

She blinked, lips parting as she argued, “That’s not—it’s not a size—” huffing a fond laugh, she smiled. “Thank you, Guy. I appreciate it.” She kissed his cheek and took her boxes from him. “You’re the man, honey.”

Guy puffed his chest out. “Damn right, I’m the man.”

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for fff could you please do “um, watcha got there?” “a smoothie” but it’s any green lantern of your choice with an alien baby they found on a planet by itself? thank you so much for blessing all of our fridays!!

"Whatcha got there?"/"A smoothie." And totally not an alien baby

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She blinked at him.

He blinked back, lifting the straw to his lips where he sucked it into his mouth and slurped obnoxiously.

The other Lanterns blinked at him, standing beside her.

“Uh…whatcha got there, babe?” she asked, and Guy lifted the cup.

“Some type of bullshit health smoothie from that planet a few light-years away.” He looked at the cup. “Tastes like shit, honestly.”

“That’s—” Kyle winced. “Guy, I don’t think that’s what she meant.” He gestured to the thing in Guy’s other arm, swaddled in a silky, rich blue blanket. “She meant that.”

Guy glanced down. “Oh, you mean the green alien baby that I found.”

“Oh God, he kidnapped a baby,” she breathed, and he scowled at her.

“I didn’t fucking kidnap!—” the baby’s cry pierced the air and his face contorted as he immediately cooed, “No, it’s okay, sweetheart, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to yell.” He bent down, nuzzling the baby’s nose with his own, until it giggled, then he smiled. “See, you’re okay. We’re okay, sweetheart.” Guy grinned at her. “Babe, you said you wanted a baby last week. I got you one.”

Everyone immediately turned on her and she sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. “Oh, Jesus Christ in a hand basket.”

Kyle and Hal cackled whilst John merely offered, “Congratulations?”

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funniest 'Jason Todd comes back as red hood and starts talking to the bats without telling that he is, in fact, Jason Todd' trope is where Red Hood starts becoming minorly friendly with the bats and lets slip that Jason Todd is indeed still alive, but not that he is him.

now this can result in multiple outcomes, however i think the funniest possible version is the version where while Dick is bemoaning about the loss of his little brother and how great Jason is and how he wants to talk to him again, and without a second of hesitation Red Hood just nods his head and goes 'oh yeah, hottest robin by far, too. sexy as shit, that guy is.'

this results in the entire bat family fully believing that Jason Todd was somehow revived and taken to the LOA where he met and fell in love with this murderous assassin known as Red Hood, and the two are currently in a relationship.

Jason, petty and pissed at his family, decides: holy shit that's funny. and he goes along with it, meaning there are multiple occasions where we get interactions such as

Batman, brooding on a rooftop: the second Robin... he has always had such a big heart.
Red Hood, cartwheeling in the background: big dick too, godDAMN
Batman: i am begging you to stop.

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Nightwing: you're DATING my little brother? AND YOU WONT LET US TALK TO HIM?
Red Hood, full of shit: he's too busy visiting venues for our wedding next autumn. and before you ask, no, you're not invited.
Nightwing:
Batman: you mean to tell me, you're marrying my son, and you won't allow us to be at the wedding?
Red Hood: Jason's decision.
Batman:
Red Hood: Green Arrow's walking him down the isle
Batman: ok thats it-

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Red Robin: so is your fiance happy about all this crime lord murder stuff?!
Red Hood: my future trophy husband understands that if he's going to be able to sit and look pretty for me, then I need to bring home some serious cash, now stop interrupting my work.
Red Robin:
Red Hood:
Red Hood: for real tho, Jason's so hot-
Red Robin: STOP IT

bonus scene:

Dick: Damian, did you know about this?
Damian, hasn't been paying attention: know about what?
Dick: Jason's engaged to Red Hood!
Damian:
Damian, knows full well Jason is full of shit because he grew up with the guy in the league:
Damian: hes what now
Jason in the background: *violently gesturing death threats*
Damian:
Damian: yes. i'll be travelling home in the fall to be the flower boy. I believe Todd has already picked out my suit.
Dick:

that christmas, Bruce Wayne receives a card with an obviously photoshopped Red Hood that's got his arm around Jason's shoulders, who also has a photoshopped wedding dress on. Damian is stood in front of them, a 'just married' banner in his hands, looking very much like he was paid to be there.

Dick never forgives Jason for making him think that Alfred was invited to the wedding and he wasn't.

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Y/N: I’m going to start a false crimes podcast where I explain crimes that never actually happened.
Michael Myers: I’m going to do those crimes you explain, forcing you into having a true crimes podcast
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*Spidey and the Sinister Six having their usual fight*

Doc Ock, landing a hit: You’re getting slow Spider-Man! Age finally catching up to you?

Spider-Man: You wish! I haven’t even hit my 30s! From those costumes I can already tell I failed to save you guys from those midlife crises! Sorry by the way.

Vulture: Watch it wallcr- wait… Did you just say your not in your thirties yet?

Spider-Man: Surprised that this spiders so young and spry? Well-

Electro: Dude I’ve been fighting you for at least 5 fucking years! How old even are you?

Shocker, joking cause he’s the only one who picked up no grown adult acts likes Spidey: Don’t swear in-front of the boy you don’t want him to pick it up.

Rhino: Christ! You’re tellin me I almost crushed some 12-year-olds skull all those years ago?

Spider-Man, regretting his quipping: I was not that young! Like just starting freshman year but-

Sandman, horrified as he’s the only one with a kid and dad instincts(as of my iteration): I could’ve killed a kid…

Shocker, genuinely curious: Are you even old enough to drink? Cruel to kill a man who ain’t had his first drink yet.

Electro: Please tell us you’re at least over 25 as of this fight. Hell, I’ll take over 21!

Spider-Man:….

Sandman, realizing just how young he really is: Oh my god.

Spider-Man: My birthday’s coming up soon so I guess it counts?

Doc Ock, exacerbated: It. Does. Not!

Vulture: What would your mother think if she knew her son was out here risking his life telling poorly constructed jokes?

Spider-Man, offended cause it quips slap: 1. My jokes are great 2. She and my dad are dead so-

Sandman, hysterical cause holy shit he almost killed a kid orphan: OH MY GOD!

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Okay, So I just got to see Aquaman the Lost Kingdom.. and HOT DAUMN!! Orm!!!! 👀

(SPOILERS!! I repeat SPOILERS AHEAD!!! Brave at your own peril!)

I didn’t know Orm was such prime “redeemed badie, turned awkward lovable himbo” material~ 🤤

And it’s got my folklore obsessed mind thinking~

Orm x Merrow reader~

(Free fanfic idea! Up for adoption!)

what if, after a few months or so Orm shows up at the rebuilt Curry lighthouse, because at some point Arthur offered for his “Little brother” to stay there with him and his family.. but he’s got some.. minor, ulterior motives.. mainly being to try and save his ass from his adopted sister’s anger.. 

A woman who went to school with Arthur back in the day, they weren’t really friends at first.. but some bullies really pissed Arthur off one day, and in the crossfire he kinda helped her out.

Some time later when they started talking, almost friends but not quite there yet, he got a little suspicious when she mentioned she “lived near by” to him and his dad.. Nobody but them lived out there.. sure enough, him and his dad ended up finding her staying in a dilapidated old shack by the water, Tom immediately told her to pack her bags.. because she’d be staying with them from now on..

Tom knew the second he got a really good look at this girl his son told him about.. she wasn’t actually a human.. Merrow’s have a very distinct look about them. And after having his son, Tom did a LOT of research on all kinds of mermaids..

The girls skin was so pale it almost glowed in moonlight, webbing between her fingers (and presumably her toes) that looked like beautiful thin sheets of marble, hidden behind long baggy sleeves, even though it was in the middle of summer.

Tom could also easily see the roots of her hair were seafoam green.. the rest was poorly died black with some kind of ink.. the girl was trying her best to hide what she truly was.. she was clearly very afraid..

It took a few months after living with the Curry father and son, till she opened up..

Turns out she was running from her grandfather, an evil man who captured a young Merrow a very very long time ago.. and forced her to marry him.. Her grandmother, the poor Merrow didn’t survive long in the marriage, leaving behind a few unfortunate children.. but none of them were Merrow’s like their mother.

Failures, until this poor girl.. she was the only grandchild, and the only one born a Merrow..

Though she had no Magic cap to turn her into a Mermaid like her grandmother did.. no, in that sense, she was a lot like Arthur.. and before she’d even stayed with them one whole year, she was already a permanent part of the family..

Now as to why Arthur is convinced he’ll need a distraction to curb his sister’s anger? Because she’s pissed he didn’t call her the second he knew Manta was “heating things up” and Tom (their Dad) almost died because nobody else was there protect him and Jr, speaking of!! her precious nephew Jr got kidnapped and was almost sacrificed!!!

She could’ve helped, but Arthur didn’t call her.. his reason? She was away working as a veterinarian at a marine animal sanctuary.

As if she wouldn’t immediately drop everything to help her family in a heartbeat!!

Orm is.. curious, why Arthur seemed overly happy when he arrived at the lighthouse.. and immediately tried to make up an excuse to leave as soon as possible..

Arthur: *opens the door to leave but Reader is right there* EAAAAAAH!!!

Reader: *smiles angrily* Oh.. leaving so soon Artie? But I just got here~ *grabs him by the man-bun* c’mone.. let’s have a little chat.. shall we~

Orm: *visibly confused* Hold on a moment! Who is this woman?

Reader: *Obviously looks him up and down with no expression on her face before smiling sweetly* I don’t see why that’s any of your concern Pretty boy~

Orm: *raises eyebrows* … Pretty boy??

Reader: Now excuse me.. I need to beat some common sense into my stupid brother, so that next time a villain with a personal grudge is on the loose.. he needs to call me so I can make sure our Dad isn’t almost killed again! Not to mention Jr!

Orm: *starting to understand what’s going on, but still confused* Brother? I fail to see how a beautiful creature like you is related to that oaf, and last I checked.. Atlantis wasn’t home to the Merrow

Reader:*intrigued he figured her out so quickly*Oh? Clever and Pretty~ what a surprise.. and you’re right, they adopted me a long time ago.. however my situation is.. darkly similar to Artie..

Arthur: *on the verge of gagging* OH COME ON!! Getting my ass beat by my little sister is one thing.. but watching you two flirting is worse than torture!!

Orm: *stairs at Arthur for a second before smirking, and sending a wink at Reader* Is that so Brother.. and here I was staring to think you invited me to stay here as a distraction.. how.. unfortunate, that I won’t be needed then..

Reader: *processing everything* Oh.. so you’re the Orm I’ve heard so much about~ *drops Arthur as she was still holding him by the hair until now, giving Orm a genuine smile this time* Thank you, for helping Artie with the Manta fiasco.. he may be a stubborn dumbass.. but honestly, Him and Dad are why I’m alive at all today, and with Atlanta, Mera, Jr.. I’m grateful for all them.. I would’ve been devastated if I’d lost any of them.. So, Thank you.. Orm, truly.

Tom: *decided now would be the perfect time to interrupt* Welcome home sweetheart! Would you mind helping me with lunch? It seems like we’ll need a larger spread for today..

Reader: *running past a stunned and unmoving Orm* Dad!! Of course, you know what.. you just relax on the couch, I’ll get you a drink and then start cooking up some bacon cheese burgers!

Arthur: *glaring at Orm* NO.. Don’t even try it, little brother..

Orm: *ignoring Arthur while he watches Reader as she puts on an apron and starts humming while cooking* I’m sure I have no idea what you’re talking about….. Artie~ but.. if I did.. then I’d say she’s a beautiful woman who can make her own choices.. and.. she made the first move..

Arthur: *flabbergasted* What did you just say? ….. that’s it, I don’t care what Mom said.. I’m kicking your ass again.

I’d love to fully write this myself, but I’ve already got way too many projects going on, a series for Thundercats 2011 I’ve barely started, some art already planned out… and one Woodburning project I need to finish that’s been kicking my hide the past month.

I just don’t have the time right now. 😓

So if anyone does use any of these bits in a fic for Orm x reader, please tag me! ☺️

I’d absolutely love to read anything for Orm post “The Lost Kingdom”

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Dirty Little Nun (Patrick Wilson x Reader)

Summary:

[Patrick Wilson x Female Reader] [Patrick Wilson x You] Interviewing people is your job, you’ve done it for years now - and successfully so, if you may add. What’s not part of your job description, however, is dressing up to conduct said interviews. So when you find yourself wearing a nun costume and enough makeup on your face that no one will recognize you, you are beyond pissed. But the demonic facade may have been a blessing in disguise when you meet Patrick Wilson who keeps flirting shamelessly with you when you are supposed to be asking him questions. All your professionalism is cast aside as soon as he calls you a “dirty little nun” and when he’s leaning against the doorframe of your dressing room after you’ve wrapped up the interview you know that you'll not be leaving the studio anytime soon. OR: Patrick gets on his knees and makes you worship a different type of god.

Wordcount: 11,068

Warnings: 18+, fingering, oral sex, unprotected sex, masturbation, semi-public sex, breeding, desk sex, blasphemy, improper use of religious symbols, dirty thoughts

A/N: This is based on that Valak interview.

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The Devil And The Deep Blue Sea

Orm Marius x Female Reader

Fandom: Aquaman (2018)

Summary: An attack on Arthur’s imprisoned brother Orm leaves him with no choice but to rely upon you, a friend made due to unfortunate circumstances nearly a decade ago, to provide safe haven while he restores peace to Atlantis. Suddenly tasked with sheltering a sullen former king results in a very different summer vacation than you had originally envisioned, but changes both of your lives forever.

Series Warnings: Interpersonal Conflict, Lack of Communication, Tension, Violence, Orm Injury, Reader Injury, Dangerous Situations, Slow-ish Burn, Fight Scene, Mature/Explicit Themes - 18+ Only

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