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viktheviking1 · 7 months

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"Husky!!!!!!" Angel shouted as he stormed into the lobby of the hotel.

Spitting his drink in surprise, Husk wiped his mouth and turned around to see an angry spider marching towards him, a little piglet trotting just behind. Husk had been guzzling down more alcohol, sitting on a couch as he read a newspaper, a part of his routine in life that he had kept doing now that he was in hell, but the quiet was broken and his paper was drenched.

"The f**k do you want? I swear, I can't do anything in peace with you around." He grumbled back as he put the sopping wet mess on the coffee table.

Angel ignored the jab and shoved something colorful in the cat's face, "The f**k is this?"

It took a moment to register in Husk's brain what Angel was holding, ". . . It's a pan pride flag?"

"So, you do know what it is! I was half-hoping maybe you were just so old timey that you had it not knowing what it meant." Angel said in a strangely accusatory tone.

"Wait, did you get this from my room? What the hell were you doing in there?" Husk snatched the flag from his hands.

"Don't change the subject! Are you pansexual or aintcha?" Angel crossed one set of arms, and placed one hand on his hip as he dramatically pointed at him with the other.

Husk blushed a little; his sexuality wasn't exactly something he went around shouting to the world. He hadn't been in a relationship for a long time and he wasn't planning on entering one any time soon, so it really was no one's business. Honestly, he forgot he even had the flag. It was just something marked down in July, after pride month had passed, and he grabbed it as just a little something for himself. He was the only one he planned to let see it, just as a reminder that he was okay to be whoever he was and like whomever he wanted; something he was never allowed in life.

" . . . I don't gotta answer that. What's it to ya anyway? I didn't exactly take you to be a 'super straight'?" He mumbled as he used air quotes.

"That's exactly the problem!!!" Angel slumped over exasperated.

Husk didn't really get it, but he was absolutely done with whatever it was, so he stood up and jabbed a finger at the spider, "Look, I don't know what the f**k you're freaking out about Legs, it's got nothin' to do with you!"

Angel shifted his weight where he stood, "Well, you're right but I still wanna know!"

"Why the hell does it matter to you?" Husk stood up, glaring.

"I-I'm just curious is all. . ." Angel blushed a bit.

"Yeah, well, you can shove your curiosity up your *ss." He pushed.

"Why, you don't trust me or somethin?" Angel stood his ground.

"No, why the f**k would I?!" Husk raised his voice.

"Hey, what is your problem?!" Angel raised his back.

"I don't need to be judged by a drug addict pole dancer." He shoved.

"Oh wow, real mature. I'll have you know that pole dancing is an under-appreciated art." Angel defended.

"Well, I'm sure it's very appreciated by those freaks out there who drool all over you." He rolled his eyes.

"All this over a little flag and a simple yes or no question. Acting out like a scared little boy." Angel leaned down to glare at back at him.

Husk expected Angel to be happy. He expected a smug look on his face and maybe a 'see was that so hard?'. And Angel was happy for a moment, but then he looked sad. Then his face soured, and suddenly he was angry again all over again.

"Fine! I'm pan! I'm pansexual! I hate the stupid gender binary and I like people based on their personality. Ya happy now?!" He shouted.

"YOU MEAN I HAD A CHANCE THIS WHOLE TIME?!?!?!" Angel looked actually furious now.

". . . The f**k. . .?" Husk was very, very confused.

Angel took a few steps towards him and he took a couple steps back, "You mean to tell me that I've been throwing myself at you, half-jokingly, for so long . . ."

"Half-?" Husk started.

"I've teased you, I've pranked you, and strutted around you like a fool . . ." Angel pushed him down onto the couch, and blocked him in with all his arms, "And you weren't f**king straight?!?!"

". . . Look, I don't know what you're getting at, but-" Husk started.

"And you've just stared at me, like unflinching! So I figured, 'aw well, guess he's straight, may as well flirt with him, and see if I can't make him uncomfortable'. I've straight up told you how I pride myself on having great f**king gaydar! But then I get it wrong with you of all people?!" Angel turned around, covering his face with his top arms, "Do you know how embarrassing this is for me?!"

Angel was still covering his face, honestly unsure of what he had said in all of his rambling. He just wanted to crawl into his bed and die. Gentle hands curled around his wrists, and he didn't resist as they pulled his hands from his face.

Husk sat with his jaw agape for a moment, processing. He sighed, grabbing one of Angel's lower arms,"Sit your tall *ss down." and pulled him onto the couch, turning in his seat to face him.

" . . . Angel, would you open your eyes please?" Husk's voice was a quiet, sarcastic, but soothing tone.

"No, I feel humiliated enough. I don't need you to mock me right now." Angel said, covering his face again.

Husk chuckled and moved Angel's hands away again, "I'm not going to mock you, Legs."

"You're not going to wear your dumb, smug face, and tell me how you, a person who is attracted to people based on personality, could never like me, a self-absorbed idiot?" Angel rambled.

Husk snickered, "No, never that. Come on, Legs. Please?"

Angel slowly opened his eyes to see a warmest smile from Hell's grumpiest cat, "See? There you are."

Angel blushed and looked away, but Husk turned his chin back to him, "You think you can say all that and not face the consequences."

"C-consequences?" Angel stammered, blushing harder.

Husk blushed, "I mean, we have drinks together all the time, so I guess that's kind of stupid, but uh-"

Husk leaned back and sighed, scratching the back of his head, "Listen, I haven't - . . . I mean I don't- . . . Well, you know how- . . ." He sighed again, "I'm not very good at telling people how I feel, but uh. . . If you wanted to ever . . . We could have a drink sometime . . .?"

He was suddenly clobbered by a massive spider and fell backwards, "Yes! Yes, of course! That sounds great!"

They both laughed there for a moment, Angel on top of him, "What a f**kin' dumb*ss way to figure out we were crushin' on each other, huh?"

Husk chuckled at that, "I feel like it's mostly my fault. You were flirting with me constantly."

"Wellllll, I will admit I do flirt with lots of men. I guess," Angel sighed into his fur, "I just really meant it with you."

Again, they giggled together like little middle school lovers; giddy and drunk on reciprocated feelings, high on finally being understood.

Husk smiled as his face flushed, "Aren't we a pair?"

Angel started to get up when he realized that he was currently on top of a man who just asked him out.

He grinned a mischievous grin, "You know~" he held himself up with his lower hands adjusted his hair and loosened Husk's tie with the others, "We could-"

"Absolutely not." Husk said flatly.

Angel sat up, letting Husk do the same, but still pouted, "But why not? We like each other and . . ." He leaned in, resting his hands on Husk's legs, "I'm sure you're dying to know what you've been missing out on."

Husk was still just staring blankly, but now Angel started noticing things he hadn't noticed before, because he was so sure it was impossible. The slight flush of his cheeks, the dry swallow of his throat, the sweatiness of his palms as he gently pushed Angel away from him.

"I may be pan, but I'm still old fashioned." Husk stood up, picking up his wet newspaper to throw away, "Another time, babe."

Angel watched him leave, and it wasn't until he was sure he was fully out of range that he whispered to nugs, "Did he just say, another time? Did he just call me 'babe'?!"

Nifty would had run over and scolded him for it, but she was still kneeling behind the couch with her broom and dustpan frozen in place as she had been the entire time, accidentally stuck there eavesdropping.

Husk, once he was sure he was out of ear shot, grumbled to himself, "Babe. Babe?! Could I have said anything more lame?" He kicked over a trash bin.

Thanks for reading some HuskerDust. Sorry, it was self-edited / self-betad. If it's bad, you can blame that, or that I'm not used to writing these characters, or that I'm publishing it from my phone, or that the stars weren't aligned or whatever. Thanks for always supporting me and my writing!

". . .The f**k was that?"

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idreamtiflew · 8 months

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Ya'll. My favorite fanfic ever seems to be gone. I read that Archive of Our Own was being cyber attacked or something, and that some works did not make it. Lisafer on AO3 and Fief Goldenlake wrote a phenomenal fic about a romance between Sir Myles of Olau and Wyldon Cavall whilst he is at the castle training to become a knight. It is called "Paragons of Knightley Virtue." It. Is. So. Good. And it's gooone!! I hope to someday find it again, because Great Mithros, it is so fire.

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tragicquartet · 2 years

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Aquarium AU Lewthur Drabble: Hands Like Mine

((Howdy y’all.

I’m not dead.

Life is particularly crazy rn, but I did manage to write a fun little merfolk-based drabble...that I then failed to complete it before Mermay. Oof. So now it’s ready for Pride month, huzzah!

It’s posted up on my AO3, you can read it...

here.

Anyway, hope y’all have been well, and as always if you want to reach me I’m easiest to get ahold of via discord, DM me and we’ll get in touch over there.

Other than that, have a happy Pride and I shall see you around. Goose out.))

#tqdrabbles #tqaquariumAU #lewthur #lewisxarthur #mysteryskullsanimated #msa #gayfanfic #monsterxhuman #((love y'all hope you've been well))#((life is crazy but god was it nice to sneak a little writing in))#((i love merpeople AUs man))#((so much fun))#tw: lewthur

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tpb-i-love-mr-lahey · 2 years

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TPB fanfiction quote

"Mr Lahey got off the bed and walked over to a storage closet he had in the corner of his room, leaving Randy feeling empty in the absence of his breath."

#fanfiction #fanfic #tpb #tpbfanfiction #tpbrandy #tpbmrlahey #fanficmxm #mxm #smut #romance #gayfanfic #gayfanfiction #trailerparkboys

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tengoku--to--jigoku · 11 months

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Nuevo capitulo de mi fanfic Free Stars, pasaros a leerlo y disfrutarlo ♥

#otp #din djarin #the mandalorian #star wars #dinluke #luke skywalker #fanfic #skydalorian #my fanfiction #wattpad

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lunatic-fandom-space · 1 year

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I feel like im gonna die theyre gonna explain gayfanfic

#supernatural liveblog

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ao3feed-ineffablehusbandz · 2 years

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Vade retro Satana

by ImberNix

Sherlock juega un papel muy importante para Lucifer, quién está por emerger del infierno. Adam a despertado sus dones nuevamente, fruto de un malvado plan, uno que Lucifer no piensa perder otra vez.

Adam es el conducto, Sherlock el recipiente; Aziraphale y Crowley los que tratarán de evitar un nuevo apocalipsis.

Words: 982, Chapters: 1/?, Language: Español

Fandoms: Good Omens (TV), Sherlock (TV)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Crowley (Good Omens), Aziraphale (Good Omens), Gabriel (Good Omens), Adam Young (Good Omens), Beelzebub (Good Omens), The Them (Good Omens), Satan | Lucifer (Good Omens), Dog (Good Omens), Four Human Bikers of the Apocalypse (Good Omens), Sherlock Holmes, Greg Lestrade, Molly Hooper, Anathema Device, Newton Pulsifer

Relationships: Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens), Sherlock Holmes/John Watson

Additional Tags: Ineffable Husbands (Good Omens), Johnlock - Freeform, Crossover, Gayfanfic

From https://ift.tt/iehCNRV https://archiveofourown.org/works/39943893

#ao3feed ineffablehusbandz #ineffable husbands #good omens #aziraphale #crowley #anthonyjcrowl

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viktheviking1 · 6 months

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“Its about time we get some sleep. I’m gonna be a zombie all day tomorrow.” They were sitting on their bed together, when Ozzie sat up to go get undressed.

“Aw, but I’m still horny! Can’t we have a little fun before bed?” Fizzy complained like a kid wanting candy.

“It’s 2 in the morning, babe! We have to get up in less than 4 hours!” Oz said, taking off his suit.

Fizz curled into a ball, pouting, “Since when were you so responsible?”

Asmodeus chuckled, “Since I had someone to care about~” his face turned stern, “Now get to the bath and take off your limbs. You reek of alcohol.”

“Oh~, won’t you help me get clean, big daddy~” Fizz posed seductively.

Ozzie snickered, “Like I don’t every time.”

“Come on, Oz. It’s no fun if it’s just a chore!” Fizz said, getting off the bed.

“Oh, baby, it never is. I cherish the private moments with you.” Ozzie switched to a more seductive tone, “Now let me sponge you down so good, you’ll be begging for mercy.”

“That’s more like it.” Fizz snickered, and started doing cartwheels to the bathroom.

PSA here, many people without limbs can bathe by themselves, and can live independently for the most part, but I thought it’d be cute to show a little bit more of Ozzie being Fizzarolli’s personal carer as well as boyfriend. I think that even if Fizz’s limbs were waterproof, and if he could bathe himself, that they would still appreciate the time and intimacy of bathing together. That’s just my personal headcanon though.

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j0iryyde · 2 years

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Passion In the Car (NSFW 18+)

_This is just a very steamy story I made up out of nowhere about two gay male lovers who have sex for the first time. I don’t use any names so maybe you can visualize yourself and your crush as the characters.LOL! Enjoy. ;)_

We're in the backseat of this car in the middle of the highway at midnight under a full moon. I'm in the driver's seat, him in the passenger. We just had an amazing conversation. I've been in love with him for so long, maybe now is finally the time to tell him. I gently play with his fingers as I give him a tender look. There's so much sexual tension building up inside of both of us. The heat radiating from his body, his breathing, the way he licks his lips, He's showing all the signs. He looks so beautiful with the moonlight reflecting off his caramel skin and his thick, luscious waves of hair. This moment is just too perfect. It's now or never.

We're looking into each other's eyes, trying my best to not let my passion overtake me. It's clear that we're both nervous, but fuck it, I'll make the first move. I lean forward, and kiss him as gently as I could, caressing his lips with mine. He lets out a slight moan. I touch his neck, turning our heads side to side as we activate this energy with our mouths, perfectly in sync with every kiss. The next thing I know, he takes off my clothes. I take off his. We climb into the backseat for more room. I then push him down on his back, position myself between his legs, and I start to worship his body, kissing his neck and torso, relieved to feel his warm skin against mine. He lets out a delighted giggle as I explore his zones. Or maybe he was happy that his dream was coming true as well. Well if that's the case, I was determined to give him all the passion I had building up all this time. I never wanted anyone so badly. "This is finally happening", I think to myself. Then it was time to pay special attention to his nipples.

He squirms with pleasure as I lick them and tease them. Although we're not speaking a word, our actions say it all. Our passion for each other is building as I kiss my way down to his throbbing member. I tease him a little, pushing his legs back as I kiss his inner thighs first, "please......" he moans, eager to feel me inside him. He slides his hand down and grabs his hard member, trying to feed it to me. He slaps it on my face, ready for me to gag on it. I take him in my mouth.

Feeling my wet, hungry mouth nursing on his throbbing dick makes him seize a little, with shuddering breaths. Holding it in place, I suck it slowly but firmly. He has to feel every stroke. He has to know how much I want him. "Oh fuck....." he says under his breath as he leans his head back in bliss. I jerk it for a few seconds and then start sucking again. I love it when he shivers at my touch. He then covers his mouth to quiet himself. He is a little shy after all, but I pull his hand back down whispering," Let me hear you." He gives me a shy smile of reassurance. I go back down and continue. I start to deep throat his dick to the best of my ability. "Fuck!" He exclaims. With his member still in my mouth, I run my hands up his chest and down his belly, with his hands on top of mine. I suck it faster and faster, loving the taste of it in my mouth. I'm not sure if I want to stop. Next thing I know he pushes me off of him, with a sigh of relief. I thought he was enjoying it. Am I doing it right? "What's wrong?", I ask, a little nervous, "You almost made me cum." he says, with a devious look on his face. He then pushes me down on my back and lays in between my legs, with my dick in his hands, ready to take his turn. But first, He looks at me, asking permission with his eyes. Such a good boy. "Go for it," I say. With a smile on his face, he goes down.

I gasp with surprise with how good it feels. His pretty mouth swallowed my bigger-than-average dick with surprising ease. Has he done this before? Guess it's been a while for me too. "Yeah, baby...just like that" His mouth feels so good. He grabs me with his hand, sliding his fist up and down as he sucks me clean. He chokes on it a little bit before coming up for some air. "Oh! Whew....." He then giggles a little, with spit dripping from his mouth. He's enjoying this. I get a look of his round, plump ass in the air as he blows me. My mouth starts watering just by thinking about how it might taste.

I wonder if he can take me. Now I'm curious as to how he might sound when he's being fucked. Just the thought of it turns me on even more. I can't wait to dominate that ass. I push him upward off of me and flip him around. He giggles with delight as I manhandle him. "Lemme taste that ass." "Oh yeah?" He says with a big smile. Since we're in this car, I roll him over on his side, lay behind him, kiss one cheek, kiss the other one, I then spread his ass apart, then stick my tongue In his warm, winking hole. This makes him moan even louder. "Oh my God!!" He says, surprised with how good it feels. I'm tongue-fucking his sweet hole, prepping it for my throbbing cock. To my delight, he starts to ride my face with more hunger. "Oh my god that feels amazing!" he whines. He tastes so good...I can't get enough of him. I start making out with his ass with my face buried in it. He must not have had is this good in a while, because he's shivering again.

I come up for air just for a moment, feeling like I'm eating the most delicious meal in the world. At least I believe am. "Fuck, you taste so good!" I say to him. I then start to munch on his hole, alternating between licks and bites. I'm licking his taint a little bit in between while squeezing his soft ass. He's hyperventilating at this point, legs shaking, Holding on to the door handle, trying not to lose his mind. "Oh Fuck! You're driving me crazy!" Both of us are starting to go into a frenzy. He can't take much more."I think I'm gonna...! Oh god........!"

Suddenly his breathing pauses and his hole clenches tight on my tongue. He cries out in ecstasy, his hole contracting once more. I just made him cum out of his ass.

I kiss his cheeks gently as he calms down from this intense climax, still moaning and twitching from my rimming skills.

I get up with a smile on my face. He sits still for a moment, out of breath.

He then looks at me with satisfaction with a bit of confusion. Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he asks me, "Did I just cum?" I look at him with a smile. "Yes!" I say with a laugh. He laughs with me, both of us surprised by what I did. "Damn that felt amazing!" He says, out of breath. "Yeah? Well, this is gonna feel even better" I say as I'm holding my 7-inch dick, excited to feel it inside of him. He then lays me down on the seat and straddles me. My cock is standing at attention, ready for action. He takes my cock in his hands and positions it right at the entrance of his wet hole. Even though he wants it, he's hesitating a little. He hasn't had a dick this big in a while. "Wow. I don't know if I can take you." He says, in a shy manner. "You got this, just sit on it slowly." He then takes a deep breath and puts it in as he exhales.

My cock slides inside him like butter. His face is a mixture of shock, and pleasure, with a hint of pain. "OHHH!!" He moans. He then starts to go up and down "Oh my god, yes!" He spreads his ass cheeks open while he rides me. His hole is a perfect fit for my dick, I can't help but stare at him touching himself all over, enjoying me. It's turning me on even more. I'm right there with him, moaning in unison while we enjoy each other. "Yes, yes, YES!" This is amazing. I grab his hips while we move in unison. Rolling our hips together in this harmony of pleasure and exploration. An electric shock of pleasure pulses through my torso as I close my eyes and shiver. He puts his hands on my chest, trying to control himself. Now I wanna see that ass again. "Turn around for me," I tell him. He complies and quickly turns around and shows me his ass.

Without a word, he gets on all fours with his round ass up in the air, ready for me. I tease it a little by slapping it first, putting in the tip and out again while rubbing his ass cheeks. He's looking back at me, moaning already, eager to feel me inside him. He starts to rotate his hips "oh yeah baby......I want it. I want it so bad.."

Neither of us could wait any longer. I take a deep breath, and slowly put it in his warm, wet, throbbing hole. He hisses and moans with surprise and slight pain. "It's so big!" I grab his hips and start slow.

I shiver from the electricity coursing through my body. The tone of his voice is a little higher than usual. "Does that feel good?", I ask trying so hard to pace myself enough not to hurt him. "Omg it feels amazing, please go faster..." He moans. That's my cue. I proceed with a faster but moderate speed to get him used to me. I'm breathing as if I'm running, I start to moan myself because his hole felt so perfect. Soft and warm and moving in rhythm with my tingling cock. "Oh my god, yes!! Yes!" He moans.

The dominance I feel is intoxicating. I put my arm around his neck and lift his head to me so I can kiss him. Even as we kiss he is still moaning. I give him a nice hard love bite on the neck. The spike of pain makes him growl "AAAAGGHHHH FUCK!!" He liked it. I then push him back down. I'm still maintaining the speed of my thrust, stunned by the intensity I feel, along with the visual feast of his fat ass jiggling when I smack against it. "Give it to me!" He demands. I thrust even harder, he's yelling at this point "YES! DESTROY MY HOLE!" I pull his hair, jerking his head back. I start to growl, as I can't contain my frenzied state. "Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" He starts chanting. This is what I've been wanting for months. He looks so good being driven crazy by my cock. Next thing I know he lets out a long loud yell, his hole contracting around my hard member once more. This feels so insanely good that I take my cock out, and jerk off until I bust a huge nut on his back. My entire body explodes with pure pleasure as I cum, holding on to his back for support.

I collapse beside him, out of breath. Both of us are laying side to side as still as can be trying to come down from this high, but not wanting to. We look at each other and laugh, both of us happy and satisfied.

Thanx for reading! Want more? Check out my blog where all my smutty stories reside!

#gayfanfic #gaysmut #gayerotica #gayromance #eroticstories #lgbterotica #lgbterotic #lgbtsmut #thatgayshit #eroticwriting #creativewriting #Joiryydefanfics #passion in the car #joiryydefics #passion series by joiryyde

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voidunavailable · 2 years

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My first chapter of my newest ao3 work. (aka my first 😎)

I’ve written a lot on wattpad, and this is my first work on ao3 and about hermit craft. So I hope it’s okay! :)

#grumbo #hermitcraft #hermitcraft fanfic #polyhermits #grian x mumbo #scarian #grian x scar x mumbo #ao3 #wattpad #gayfanfic

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patrickswhore · 4 years

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Since you want requests, how about Alfie Solomons x Shelby! Reader? Maybe the Shelby’s find out the reader likes men and he moves to Camden Town, idk just a thought

Alfie Solomons X Shelby! Male reader

An: thanks for the request, hope this was what you had in mind ❤

(Y/N)'s POV

I put my cap on, taking a deep breath before looking down at my hands. I had just washed them, cleaning off the blood from the guy I just beat up... family business, y'know. All of my brothers had settled down and gotten a woman, heck Tommy even got a kid. The pressure was rising around me like I was 7000 feet underwater, the pressure to conform to society. Get a wife, get some kids, retire, die.

"So when are you gonna settle down with a nice lady, (Y/N)?"

Polly asked as soon as I entered the room, she didn't look up at me, keeping her gaze on her newspaper.

"I dont know, polly... I want to get my shit together before settling down"

"Bullshit"

"Excuse me?"

"Bullshit, (Y/N). I saw you with that man the other night..."

My blood ran cold, she knew, she fucking knew.

"Pol.. please dont tell my bro-"

"Oh shush boy, of course I'm not telling those meatheads anything. I have an idea, I've spoken with Alfie Solomons. You're going to Candem do business and work with him"

"To Candem? With Alfie? His Jewish, he would skin me alive if he found out"

"Just trust me, there is a lot more to Alfie that you dont know"

I opened the door to my room, it wasn't exactly something to call home over, but it had a bed and a roof over my head. I put down my things as I heard a knock on my door. I opened it to see this tall, lanky Jewish man.

"My name is Ollie, you must be mr. Shelby. I'm mr. Solomons assistant, I was sent to fetch you, so have you settled in?"

"Calm down, I just set foot in here. Let me fetch my coat and we'll leave"

"So this is the bakery, Nothing out of the ordinary and this here, is mr. Soloms office"

Ollie said as he knocked 2 times on the door. A raspy voice answered with a simple "come in". I swallowed my fear and straighter up before walking in and locking eyes with mr. Solomons.

"Ah! Mister Shelby! Great to see you, mate"

He walked over, shacking my hand, not breaking eyes contact.

"Good to see you too, mr. Solomons."

We started talking work and business, and God damn, he just got hotter and hotter each minute he talked.

"Now, ollie, mate would you excuse us, right, we have something to talk about"

"Yes, of course, boss"

Ollie left and I smiled at Alfie.

"So do we still have to be all formal?" I asked, he shook his head and i opened the top button of my shirt, relaxing a bit more.

"See, (Y/N), you're a handsome fella.. got a lady at home?"

"No, sir. What about you?"

"No, mate... you see, I've talked with polly... I know you don't swing that way. I just wanted to fuck with you"

He stood up walking over, pulling down the curtains and walking over to me.

"I like you, you're smart and cute"

He put a finger under my chin, lifting it up to look him directly in the eyes.

"What do you say? Let's make an empire together"

#alfie solomons x male reader #alfie solomons x reader #alfie x reader #alfie imagine #alfie solomons #x male reader #male reader #gayfanfic #gay fic #gay fanfiction #gay #peaky blinders #peaky blinder fanfic #peaky blinder imagine

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loudlyhappycupcake · 3 years

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Mickey Mouse bang House : Mickey Mouse Smut - A welcumming Surprise (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1142282188-mickey-mouse-bang-house-mickey-mouse-smut-a?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=Chelyaudi&wp_originator=kgL%2FJ7YaWskxtwm6A%2Fm2GKiBm97DxnbpVh472PF6cDTQGX3pzMr974ySvb4KjEdkanh5wHoKqYiD0d1LEdct%2FTTFZS3yt0T%2BN4nv1ZhPFtx%2BemaQ%2FyId6T%2B%2FmFtNTpWg Welcome to the Mickey Mouse clubhouse where love reigns supreme. Join Mickey and his Friends for a night of pure loving; but it come with a price.

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queenvisaide-blog · 3 years

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Tú ¿¡Qué!? - Tú... ¿¡Qué!? (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1134854954-t%C3%BA-%C2%BF%C2%A1qu%C3%A9?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=ReynaDeLosShips&wp_originator=T8SfdUCXtV3hUJpXNy5K9%2F3f7DWZib5ZvLcjTLtUHwnKJXOAT7F%2F6CF3LEKhTlNXzVHW1OoCMuE1zj99dXvfCgvUNClHXvBMFmUBwuBM3ejjmQo8VTjeGGdXDtOe9Hjo Sylvie por fin logró algo que no creía tener en sus planes: encontrar el amor ¿con quién? con ella misma, sí, con Loki. Al fin están felices los dos juntos aunque siempre hay un pero y este pero es Thor. Todo bien por el momento, el rubio la trata como a una hermana, incluso tiene buena relación con Jane Foster, la novia de Thor. Pero curiosamente, la relación de Loki y Thor es más fría y distante de lo normal, algo que no solo Laufeydottir notó.

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tvdversefanfiction · 3 years

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Origins of Magic (Complete Master List)

“The Originals” Fanfiction Series

Fandoms: The Vampire Diaries, The Originals, Legacies

Warnings: I do not own the rights to the television series “The Originals”, “Vampire Diaries”, or “Legacies” and do not own any of the characters within the TVD universe, I am making no profit from this and have no intention for this fanfiction series except for readers to enjoy.

15+ Mild to Strong Violence, Strong Language, Witchcraft, sexual scenes, and sexual references.

F/F, F/M, M/M, Other.

Pairings: Klaus Mikaelson/Original Male Character, Rebekah Mikaelson/Marcel Gerard, Rebekah Mikaelson/Original Female Character, Elijah Mikaelson/Original Female Character, Elijah Mikaelson/Original Male Character, Kol Mikaelson/Davina Claire, Kol Mikaelson/Original Female Character, Freya Mikaelson/Keelin Malraux, Hope Mikaelson/Josie Saltzman

"The Originals" fanfiction series set ten years after the season five finale,

Rebekah Mikaelson is forced to try and reunite three ancient and feuding witches as she prepares to bring her brothers Klaus and Elijah back to life but the road to ressurection proves difficult especially with these warring witches along for the ride, each of them having history with the Mikaelson's as well as some secrets of their own.

Additional Casting:

Bella Black (Billie Piper)

Kayne Black (Robbie Amell)

Rose Black (Emma Roberts)

Magnus Black (Paul Wesley)

Chapters and Links, Below:

Chapter One - That Old Black Magick (2,057 words)

Chapter Two - A Matter of Mikaelson’s (2,255 words)

Chapter Three - The Castle in the Woods (3,207 words)

Chapter Four - Between Heaven, Hell, and New Orleans (2,108 words)

Chapter Five - The Black Family Origins (2,421 words)

Chapter Six - Team Mikaelson (2,036 words)

Chapter Seven - Home, Part One (2,509 words)

Chapter Eight - Home, Part Two (2,179 words)

Chapter Nine - The Fall of The Mikaelsons (2,243 words)

Chapter Ten - A Hybrid in Greece, Part One (2,543 words)

Chapter Eleven - A hybrid in Greece, Part Two (2,299 words)

Chapter Twelve - No Mikaelson Left Behind (2,821 words)

Chapter Thirteen - The Fall of The Supreme (4,443 words)

Chapter Fourteen - Christmas Eve (3,304 words)

Chapter Fifteen - Black Christmas (2,634 words)

Chapter Sixteen - Only Fathers Left Alive (3,038 words)

Chapter Seventeen - The Last Days of 69 (2,371 words)

Chapter Eighteen - The Devil’s Dinner Party (2,589 words)

Chapter Nineteen - Closing the Gates (2,982 words)

Chapter Twenty - Every Rose has her thorn (3,270 words)

Chapter Twenty One - Better the Bitch You Know (2,871 words)

Chapter Twenty Two - And so it begins... (2,405 words)

Chapter Twenty Three - The Best of The Worst (2,585 words)

Chapter Twenty Four - The Bloody Pipes of Peace (3,559 words)

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buffyversefanfiction · 4 years

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Tristan Tormented

Fanfiction Series to “Buffy the vampire Slayer” series, “Angel” series and the Buffyverse continuation in the “Dark Horse Comics” series. Warning: I do not own the rights to the television show Buffy the Vampire Slayer, its spin-off series Angel, its dark horse comics continuation series, or any of the characters created by Joss Whedon and others in the Buffyverse. 15 years +, Mild to Strong Violence, Sexual References F/F, F/M, M/M, Other +

Volume 3 - Able Angel

Vampire Tristan Summers had a mission on his mind and he was not going to stop until he achieved said mission, the mission being destroying anyone who could remotely bring out the man inside his monster and although the list was not long it was still a hefty task after all he had almost died several times before when trying to take out some of them and did die with one of them.

Angel was never meant to be a father mostly due to his undead status so when he did father his first child Connor he found himself feeling an unconditional love like no other only to lose him to another world and although over the years they had made major progress their bond was still nowhere near as great as Angel hoped it would be and now he was facing all that pain again with Tristan Summers only this time it was worse because sooner or later Angel’s second son would have to be stopped and his biggest fear had become the idea that he might just have to be the one that does the stopping. “You have to forgive me someday Angel,” Faith told him as she walked through the front doors of the abandoned looking Hyperion Hotel, chasing after her vampire friend, pleading with him to forgive her for past mistakes. “This is not just some mistake Faith; you kept my son from me and then you stopped me from killing him so now he is out there killing people and that is on you!” Angel argued. “He was killing people long before he was a vamp and if we give up on him now, he will be long after.” Faith replied, eager to make Angel side with her on her quest to save Tristan’s soul. “He was coming off less evil not a lot less evil but still less and I just know if we get Willow to ram a soul down his throat or however that goes then you may finally get to have some kind of relationship with him.” “Do not think I do not want to be a father to him, of course I do but you and Buffy made it impossible and now the next time I see him I am going to have to kill him!” Angel admitted to the redeemed slayer. “He has no soul and even when he did, he was evil.” “We both took walks on the dark side and we had each other’s backs why can’t we have his too?” Faith asked him, reminding them both of their dark pasts. “It’s not as black and white as that.” Angel reluctantly replied, once again facing the fact he may have to kill his own child. “Then let us dive straight into the grey and save your son.” Faith responded, making her determination clear to Angel. “On this particularly rare occasion I happen to agree with Faith.” Giles announced as he walked through the front doors shocking both Angel and Faith by his presence. “After my failed attempt to rehabilitate him I have been working hard to find a way to make things right.” “Failed attempt?” Faith scoffed at the former watcher, “That is like me saying oops my stake slipped when I killed a guy, somehow I do not think that response would have went down that well, nor is yours.” “It would have been more believable than trying to pin the crime on Buffy.” Giles replied to the troubled slayer. “Look I am here to make things right!” “Trust me when I say your nowhere near the top of the list of people who need to make things right for me, even if you did almost kill my son, Dru actually did so she’s ahead of you in that department.” Angel explained to Giles, making it clear no ill will was held between the two of them. “Thank you, Angel,” Giles responded to the vampire with a soul before walking over to him and Faith. “I’ve been referring with some old friends about the impossibility of Tristan Summers as well as doing some digging on my own and the information I have found was…well rather astonishing really! The boy really is one of a kind.” “Something tells me this is going to be one big watcher talk when I would rather just be out there doing what needs done.” Faith chimed in, making it clear she wanted Giles to get his point across quickly. “I stumbled upon a prophecy of a human who was born of both vampire and slayer origins yet somehow remained human and as I continued to read the text in which is was written it only grew more fascinating. The prophecy spoke of the human becoming a slayer by his own means, then later a vampire by another’s hands and yes I know that already sums up what has happened but it was the next part that really blew my mind, so to speak.” Giles informed them both. “You see it said the boy would change before becoming a slayer in his own right but he would not change after becoming a vampire, it spoke of how all that was remained unlike any vampire before him and how it would lead to the beginning of the demonic slayer…a being possible of both great things and terrible evils but a being needed in an upcoming apocalypse nonetheless.” Angel and Faith remained stood in shock by Giles’ revelation that Tristan was still the man he was before a monster and while that idea did not surprise Faith entirely due to her strong belief in the rogue slayer turned vampire it did surprise her hearing it was possible for Tristan to do some good, as Angel remained shocked by every word, knowing Giles would not lie to them but not wanting to admit there was hope for his son until he saw it for himself, having lost his sons one too many times before.

After throwing his latest victim’s body to the ground, having drained the woman completely of her blood, a full vamp face Tristan wiped the blood off his face before return to his human form which was when he realized the alleyway he had found himself was very familiar to him being too hungry and focused on the hunt before too realise where he was going but now he was fed and his victim was dead he realized his hunt had taken him home. Memories of his beloved Dante began charging through his mind as he felt all the pain of losing him once more while continuing to walk down the alleyway until Tristan stopped outside of the boarded up building he and Dante once called their home, the deadly demonic dive bar where he had last experienced any kind of happiness with his now fully dusted vampire lover. Tristan could swear just by standing outside the building itself that he could smell Dante but he knew that was his mind playing tricks on him, wanting to undo what could not be undone but still feeling Dante once more was what he needed in that moment as he began tearing down the planks of wood boarding up the door to his home before kicking the door open and walking in. “Did he know about Drusilla?” He wondered about Dante as he stood in the middle of the barely standing demonic dive bar, once again taking in the ruins of what used to be. “Did he help kill my parents? No, he would not do that to me…he loved me…but he did not love me then.” He had never doubted Dante’s love for him for one second and felt bad for doubting it now he was gone but with Drusilla having lied to him all these years he couldn’t help but wonder if any of his time spent with Dante was true or was he playing a role just like his sire Drusilla. “Did anybody ever really love me?” He asked himself, fearing the answer was no. “Could anybody really love a monster like me?” Tristan quickly realized he was not alone to his thoughts when he heard footsteps coming from the front door and like a knee jerk reaction he quickly picked up a piece of broken wood from the ground ready to slay whoever dared come into his home only to be left completely stunned when none other than Spike walked in. “I guess you never got far from those woods, but I guess why would you when this place was your home.” Spike said as he held his hands up to show he had no weapons and had no plans to fight Tristan, “I only want to talk to you kid.” “Why would I want to talk to my mother’s pet?” Tristan asked his fellow vampire, while clutching the wooden stake in his hand tighter. “You see I do not feel like talking but I am always down for killing.” “I want to help you and I know somewhere in there you want to be helped.” Spike told him. “You really are desperate to get Buffy to look at you again.” Tristan laughed cruelly, amused by Spike’s words. “Hate to break it to you but me bad you good we do not talk we just fight to the death.” “The hatred you had for Drusilla remained after turning didn’t it? And that hatred comes from a place of love, the love you had for your adoptive parents, the love I am going to guess you still have for them?” Spike questioned the slayer turned vampire, already knowing he was right. “Wow, of all the pep talkers I did not take you for one but then again you are Buffy’s pet after all.” Tristan replied, eager to antagonize Spike. “I barely had feelings when I was alive and I sure as hell do not have any now.” “Would you stop with the bloody pet talk?” Spike groaned as he walked closer to Tristan. “If you stop calling me kid,” Tristan responded before throwing a right punch across Spike’s face. “because this kid has gone pro now!” Spike wasted no time in replying to Tristan’s violence with some more violence as he punched the former slayer across the face leading to Tristan headbutting Spike in the face before kicking him to the ground. “I guess the slayer strength stuck around after death.” Spike replied as he quickly rose back on his feet, before his face turned into full vamp mode and he charged towards Tristan ready for a brutal fight with the son of the woman he loved.

Meanwhile back in Los Angeles, Angel sat behind his desk within his office at the Hyperion Hotel reading from the books that Giles, fact checking what Giles had already informed of about his son Tristan, realizing that his son did somehow still have his soul despite becoming undead making Tristan more like his father than Angel ever expected him to be. He must have re-read the text within those ancient and mystical books a hundred times not believing the truth to what he was reading as he struggled to come to terms with not only his sons seemingly indestructible soul but the importance he would have in an upcoming apocalypse, not even wanting to think about the likelihood of Tristan being on the team of evil rather than good. “You know you can keep reading it forever and it is not going to change, trust me I read it about a million times before I even began to consider it being true.” Giles told Angel as he walked into the vampire’s office. “Then went the excruciating research, the endless pleading of former colleagues to decipher it differently or at the very least some definition of whether he was fighting for good or evil.” “I get the demonic part of being a slayer I mean I feel the demon inside of me every day but I do not understand how it is even possible for him to still have a soul.” Angel answered as he closed the books and stood up to stand face to face with Giles. “You are a vampire with a soul the very definition of impossible clearly your son takes after you in that sense. I cannot begin to try and explain how he is possible let alone how his soul is still intact, but I do believe this means there’s something inside of your son that is salvageable.” Giles attempted to explain, revealing his newfound optimism towards helping Tristan find redemption. “Why not go straight to Buffy?” Angel wondered, “I am glad you came to me with this but why not her?” “I am not exactly on speaking terms with Buffy or Willow for a matter of fact after almost killing your child, besides I truly believe if it comes past the point of redemption that you will do what you have to do…so would Buffy of course but I would rather spare her from that pain.” Giles admitted to the dark-haired vampire. “I guess this means it is time for a father son reunion.” Angel declared, terrified to how this intervention for his second child would end, hoping beyond hope it would not end in him having to kill his son. “Count me in!” Faith chimed in as she walked into the room, making it clear she was eavesdropping the entire time and she was more than eager to take part in another round of team twisted. Giles had convinced Angel that his claims were real and even convinced him to take part in his redemption rescue mission but one person who never needed any convincing was Faith who had been backing Tristan from the beginning despite his endless evil deeds. A part of Faith connected with Tristan or at least her former self anyway, a part of her that was still in there deep down but had been controlled for a long time now and she believed she could help the slayer turned vampire into controlling his dark side too. Faith Lehane was never the saving souls type until she found her own saved and although she did not make a case of going out on a limb for most if any people she was determined to get Tristan Summers on the right side, partly because of seeing herself in him, partly to do something good for Buffy to make up for all the bad and to make up for straining her relationship with Angel. The funny thing about the path to redemption is the person seeking it for themselves tend to pick up a lot of others along the way, believing deep down that if they can help as many people as possible down that path then they would ultimately be helping themselves too.

“Yeah funny thing about Tristan…let me just say I have him secured already!” Spike said down the phone to Faith while standing in Tristan’s former demonic bar, bloody and bruised from his fight with the demonic slayer which he had eventually grown the upper hand in as a passed out Tristan lay on the floor beneath Spike’s feet.

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