#gordon stevens x reader

[lacontroller1991]

WHUMPTOBER 2023

ITS SPOOKY SEASON BITCHES AND YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS???? WHUMPTOBER

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SOOOOO I am giving it a go again this year. That being said, I don't have all the days planned out and I might not post on all of the days, but the ones I do have planned out I do plan on posting. So HUGE SHOUTOUT to @ailesswhumptober for supplying the prompts I will be using this year.

They are as follows:

1) Drugged/Sick/Poisoned (Sub: Bloody Knuckles) - Johnny Lawrence

You got in a fight for your life and the only thing you could think about is going to the comfort of your sensei, unknowing of your wounds.

2) Overworked/Insomnia/Exhaustion - Ernest Lawrence

Lawrence has been working very long and very hard hours to produce the first nuclear bomb. Long enough hours to forget a very important celebration.

3) Sensory Deprivation/Overstimulation/Isolation - Ed Baldwin

Being on the moon by yourself is tricky as is, dealing with the loss of you however? It’s downright insufferable.

4) Hiding an Injury/Betrayal/Lying - N/A

5) Hostage/Kidnapping/Held at Gunpoint - Roman Sionis

With you now being known as Roman Sionis’s girlfriend, you becomes an easy target.

6) Conditioning/Mind Control/Forced to Hurt Someone - N/A

7) Flatline/Restrained/CPR - Rick Flag

Rick and you have always had prank competitions, but this year, you take it a little too far.

8) Panic Attacks/Dissociation/Seizure - Gordo Stevens

You wait at the restaurant for 30 minutes and are very irritated that Gordo doesn’t show up. Deciding to give him a piece of your mind, you go to his house only to find that Gordo is in the middle of a panic attack.

9) Scar Reveal/Interrogation/Presumed Dead - N/A

10) Branding/Scarring/Collar - N/A

11) Fainting/Paralyzed/Adrenaline - Ernest Lawrence

Feeling the buzz of finally completing the first nuclear bomb, Lawrence comes home to you and fucks you.

12) Self Harm/Sacrifice/Character Death - Gordo Stevens

After a night of heavy drinking, Gordo reflects on his life and how pathetic he has become. Wanting to hurt himself but not go through with it, he calls you, who he knows will help out.

13) Earthquake/Flood/Crushed - N/A

14) Bleeding through the bandage/Field Medicine/No Anesthesia - N/A

15) Experimentation/Muzzle/Transformation - Jonathan Crane

You decide to be a test subject for his new toxin.

16) Amputation/Chronic Pain/Hospital - N/A

17) Hypothermia/Heat Stroke/"You Look a Little Pale" - J. Robert Oppenheimer

In which the detonation of the atomic bomb is successful but the one person who should be celebrating isn’t looking too hot.

18) Fever/Vomiting/Warm Soup - Gordo Stevens

Gordo survived Jamestown but at what cost?

19) Taken for Granted/Left Behind/”Why wasn’t I enough?” - Stephen Holder

Holder is smitten by a fellow detective and so he does all of your paperwork at your request. Linden confronts Holder about this behavior but Holder deflects it. When he goes to ask you out, you reject, leaving a heartbroken Holder.

20) Dehumanization/Stockholm Syndrome/Master and Servant - N/A

21) Blood Loss/Shock/Near Death Experience - Gordo Stevens

Follows the events of season 2 where instead of Ed’s plane catching on fire, Gordo’s plane catches on fire and he’s forced to eject, causing him to land in the middle of the ocean. You are nearly devastated, Gordo has never felt more alive.

22) Whipping/Punishment/Stress position - N/A

23) Begging/”Take me Instead”/Forced to Watch - N/A

24) Failed Escape/Hunted Down/Too exhausted to keep running - N/A

25) Nightmares/Flashback/”Why didn’t you save me?” - Joe Pickett

In which Joe has recurrent nightmares about his childhood and you try to help him.

26) Magical Exhaustion/Curse/Came Back Wrong - N/A

27) Forgotten/Locked Away/Immortal - N/A

28) Whumpee Hair Pulling/Oxygen Deprivation/Sweating - N/A

29) “The easy or the hard way?”/Bargaining/Force To Choose - Obi Wan Kenobi

Maul is holding both you and the Duchess Satine Hostage and forces Kenobi to choose one, the woman he “loves” or the woman he loved.

30) Possession/Mind Games/Coma - Rick Flag

The Enchantress control’s Rick’s mind and knowing Rick’s connection with you, his best friend, the Enchantress decides to get rid of you.

31) PTSD/Headaches/Crying - N/A

If you guys have any thoughts about the ones I have unnamed, please send me an Ask or DM if you would like to see someone in that slot!!!!

#whumptober 2023 #whump prompt #whumptober #rick flag x reader #rick flag x you #colonel rick flag x reader #colonel rick flag x you #rick flag #tss #Joel kinnaman #Stephen holder x reader #Stephen holder #the killing #for all mankind #ed Baldwin x reader #ed baldwin x you #gordo stevens x reader #gordo stevens x you #gordon stevens x reader #gordon stevens x you #gordo stevens #gordon stevens #Michael dorman #Joe Pickett x reader #Joe pickett x you #Joe pickett #ed baldwin #lacontroller1991 #Jonathan crane #Jonathan Crane x reader

[violetmuses]

Trouble - Holder ft. Stevens (AU)

TITLE: “Trouble” || Stephen Holder ft. Modern! Gordon “Gordo” Stevens 

FANDOM: “The Killing” ft. “For All Mankind” (Apple+ Series)

CHARACTERS: Stephen Holder ft. Modern! Gordon “Gordo” Stevens

MAIN PAIRING: Stephen Holder + Female Reader ft. Modern!Gordo Stevens 

STORYLINE: Stephen meets Gordo for the first time and anything goes when you cross their path. 

Author’s Note: Hi, welcome to this brain rot! Happy reading anyway and thanks so much for supporting my work as always. - V. 💜

J Krew: @nerdysuperchick @a-reader-and-a-writer @babblydrabbly @shadowkittybucky @loverhymeswith @justin-hammers @weallhaveadestiny @xoxabs88xox @katjnordstrom96  @skvatnavle @heresathreebee @alieninoklahoma @bewitchedignition @maddu-oliveira @reveluving @hodgepodge-of-rog @ijustthinkrickflagisprettyneat @11thstreetvigilante @lacontroller1991

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“Yo! You good?” Holders ended up yelling out loud while standing on this familiar sidewalk. Across from him now, another person standing near him struggled to keep warm. 

Another Seattle downpour has pelted from every cloud.

In confusion, Holder narrowed both hazel eyes while facing this stranger, trying to figure whether or not the fellow pedestrian actually heard him speak. 

“Jesus Christ! It’s freezing out here.” The stranger apparently kept up this Southern accent. Holder remained silent for just a moment longer, not wanting to offend the guy so early in the morning. 

The stranger shivered, chattering his teeth and looking red in the face. 

Damn. Holder thought. Stephen wanted to pout, mentally wanting to give this dude another sweatshirt from his office in the precinct with Linden. 

“If you don’t have another sweatshirt or coat in your box there, I can help out for sure.” Stephen lowers his voice as he points between himself and the stranger. 

“Thanks. I just moved here for work. It's a long story.” The stranger talked again, pocketing his zip-up jacket to beat the cold somehow. 

“Sorry if it ain’t welcoming here like other places, but good luck.” Holder replied, nearly smirking. 

“Hold on.” The stranger narrowed his eyes shortly after. Realization then kicked in as both men had noticed their own movement in the same direction. 

“Wait, are you working at the police department, man?” Holder squinted towards this stranger, pointing back and forth again to make sure that he wasn’t tripping.

If Lieutenant pulled another fast one and hired someone new since Linden planned to bounce, there should've been warnings. 

“Oh? Yeah! I’m Stevens. The stranger finally smiles, unfortunately blocked from offering his own handshake because of the large box cradled with both arms. 

“Holder.” Stephen mumbled through a response, but still planned to help this man warm up inside. 

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“Don’t worry, Linden’s out working on something else, but I got you.” Holder nearly chuckles to himself once Stevens settled into his placement here. 

“Thanks, man. If the Lieutenant gives any trouble, I’ll let you know.” Gordo remarks, trying to stay optimistic. 

“Can’t help you there.” Holder warns, laughing awkwardly as he and Gordo walk through one hall together. Gordo has barely spent a day moving through the front door and his time is now swamped with cases, not to mention paperwork later. 

And yet, both men pause out of nowhere. 

You’re in the middle of grabbing snacks from one vending machine and don’t even realize any possibility of folks standing right across from you. You’ve worked here for quite a while, keeping to yourself as much as possible unless Lieutenant barks. 

Holder knows you. Gordo doesn’t. 

“Who’s that, Stephen? She’s real pretty.“ Gordo whispers to this new coworker, smirking while glancing between Holder and your side profile. 

“Y/N.” Holder arches his brow near Gordo, but is sly enough to make his own move towards you shortly afterwards. 

“Oh.” Gordo nods and laughs, humored before long. 

“Baby Girl?” Holder almost calls out and you turn before rolling both eyes. 

“Hi to you too, Holder.” You say, trying not to make a scene before Lieutenant could notice anything. “What did I say about flirting on the clock?” 

“Don’t pull that rule, Mama.” Holder smirks once more. Meanwhile, you stay firm and hope that the stranger standing nearby isn’t weirded out. 

“Stop it.” You answer Stephen again, but beeline towards the stranger and plan to apologize. There’s no other choice. 

Yet, you find yourself surprised at that same moment. The stranger ended up taking a step first and gestures to shake your hand. 

“Excuse me, Ma’am? Gordo Stevens.” The stranger introduced himself with a strong Southern accent. 

Even his vintage charm that almost rivals movie scenes. He’s wearing a dark sweatshirt to bundle up for work hours, relatable given the nasty weather outside. 

How is he real in this day and age? You think to yourself. 

“Nice to meet you, Gordo. Y/N.” You introduce yourself to Gordo in return and welcome the handshake of course, quietly noticing how warm his palm feels. 

“Can we wrap this up?” Holder interrupts, snapping his finger jokingly. “Lieutenant has a meeting planned for you, man.”

“Oh, shit! Really?”  Gordo’s blue eyes widen as he rushes through an apology and moves away from you, almost sprinting in the opposite direction. 

Once Stevens is out of view, Holders glances around before speaking up towards you once more. 

“Ain’t no meeting for G.” Holder smirks, staring into your soul with those damn hazel eyes. 

“What should we do now?” You ask this question and bite your lip, finally loosening up to flirt back. 

“Let’s lock the office door before Linden gets back. Gordo should be just fine by himself.” Holders scopes you up and down, fighting every single urge to just take you the hell home right now. 

“Come on, then. I don’t have all day, remember?” You tease soon after, gesturing for Holder to follow behind you. 

#suggestive themes #holder #stephen holder x you #stephen holder #gordo stevens #gordon stevens #for all mankind #reader insert #stephen holder x reader #gordon stevens x reader #female reader #the killing #feedback appreciated #brainrot #i don't know what this is #tv shows #x reader #joel kinnaman #michael dorman #au #au fanfiction #alternative universe

[lacontroller1992]

For All Mankind Master List

Main Master List Writing Prompt Master List

ED BALDWIN

Fluff

Talking To the Moon

Unsaid Things

Worth The Wait

Hold On Tight (Sequel to Worth the Wait)

Happier Than Ever

You're Having My Baby

What Becomes of the Broken Hearted pt 2

Angst

What Becomes of the Broken Hearted pt 1

6 Days

Support System

Lime/Smut

Drive In Movie

I'm All Yours

GORDO STEVENS

Fluff

Faithfully

Angst

Late Night Visitor

Constellations

Lime/Smut

Sunset Ride

Regolith

SERIES

Stress Relief Series (Gordo x Reader x Ed)

The Other Stevens

#ed baldwin x reader #ed baldwin x you #joel kinnaman #ed baldwin #gordo stevens #michael dorman #for all mankind #gordo stevens x reader #gordo stevens x you #gordon stevens #admiral ed baldwin #astronaut ed baldwin #astronaut gordo stevens #I swear I love gordo and ed with all my heart #lacontroller1991 #master list

[joelswritingmistress]

Last Halloween: Chapter 5

Summary: After a tragedy involving Joel happened on Halloween one year prior, the town now shuns him while ignoring the details of the now closed case. You are seemingly the only one to offer empathy to a man the town is making out to be a monster.

Warning: Angst

Pairing: Joel Miller x f!reader

You sat across from Joel with a hot fudge sundae in front of you on a picnic table out in front of the old Dairy Mart.

"What time do you get off work tonight?" He asked.

"Eight o'clock," you explained. "Is that too late for dinner?"

Joel shook his head. "Not at all."

"You gunna come by for your coffee?" You asked him with a little smile. He huffed a laugh.

"I'm filling in for a short shift from one to five at the garage."

"And then you get to make me an extravagant, Gordon Ramsay-worthy dinner," you teased.

Joel laughed again. "You're setting the bar pretty high." He folded his hands together and looked across the table with a lingering smirk.

You slid a hand on top of his. "What are you thinking of making?"

"Hmm.." he squeezed your fingers. "What do you want?"

"Well, it's going to be a chilly night. I feel like spaghetti and meatballs would be a nice, hot meal."

"I don't think I can screw up spaghetti." Joel let his thumb dance in circles over the back of your hand. "You.." he shook his head and looked down with another barely-there smile. It was contagious.

"What?"

"You just.." he shook his head again, "This is all still just surprising to me. I'm sorry, I don't mean to sound like a broken record or anything, or weird about it."

"You don't sound weird." You waited until he looked back up to meet your eyes. "I honestly didn't think we'd end up here.. like this." You placed your other hand over the top of his. "But I really like being with you, Joel. A lot."

"I do, too." His eyes never left yours. Everything about Joel felt so intense. You were beginning to crave it. "When I'm with you, here like this, I'm not afraid of these people." He motioned to the random townspeople that were scattered about the place in two's and three's.

That might've been the greatest compliment you had ever received. You suddenly wished you didn't have to go to work; that you didn't have to part from him. Joel had set your heart and soul ablaze in the best of ways.

"Hey, you." A male voice interrupted the moment and you looked over your shoulder. Your ex, Officer Steven Hunter, stood there with a shit-eating grin on his face.

Great. It's like the universe has to play cruel jokes on me, you thought.

"Hi, Steve." You edged a few inches away from where he stood close by.

"You, uh, whatcha doing on Halloween night? I mean I'm off that night and I was thinking-"

"We aren't together Steve."

"I know, but-"

"I'm with someone." You looked to Joel, holding his hand a little firmer.

Steve glanced over at him and then back to you as if he wasn't there. "I just thought-"

"I'm good." You said more firmly. "I'm with Joel."

When Steve went in for another try, Joel intervened. "She said she's good."

Steve stared at Joel and then looked over his shoulder at a few other cops who were still in line at the outdoor window. He looked back to Joel with a crooked smile.

"Joel Miller." Steve then returned his attention to you. "You father would be so proud," he said in a purposely demeaning manner.

You went to stand up but Joel beat you to it.

"We have a problem?" Steve asked him, putting his hands on his hips. "Hmm?"

"Joel, it's not worth it," you said, trying to deescalate the situation. "You owe me spaghetti remember?"

For whatever reason it seemed to alleviate some of the anger from his eyes. He took a deep breath, gave Steve a hard stare before glancing more softly at you and sitting back down.

Steve smirked victoriously and looked one more time at you. "You go to boogeyman when you can't sleep these days, huh?" He motioned to Joel once more, trying to get a rise out of one of you.

"You can leave now," you said, not even giving him the satisfaction of looking in his direction. Rather, you dug out a spoonful of ice cream from your sundae and extended your arm across the table, feeding Joel a bite. It was enough to send Steve on an exasperated walk in the opposite direction.

"Let her go be with that psychopath," you heard one of the other guys say as he returned to his buddies.

"He was a guy I dated like six months ago." You began to shake your head as you attempted to explain but Joel simply mirrored your gesture and extended a bite of his ice cream across the table.

"We all have a past," he said, "And you've been very accepting of mine, so I'm not about to judge." When he flashed a small smile you knew that despite the awkward, rude encounter, you guys were still good.

"Sorry."

Joel shook his head and entwined his fingers with your on top of the table again. "Nothing to be sorry for."

You swung your legs around the side of the picnic table and rounded it to give him a firm kiss on the lips. You hadn't quite gotten your fill before and the fleeting smooch only continued to make you want more when you sat back down across from him.

Joel couldn't keep a smile from his face now. It made you smile, too.

"What time do you think you'll be over tonight?" He asked, scraping the inside of the cylindric container with his spoon.

It suddenly dawned on you that you didn't know his address.

"Well, how far are you from the coffee shop?" You asked.

"Five minutes or so."

"I guess I'll be there at 8:05 then."

Your answer made his eyes lift to meet yours and he smirked again as he scooped out another bite.

"Alright." Joel pulled out his phone. "I'll send you the address. Go slow or you'll miss the driveway. My house is a little bit back off the road."

"Okay." You grinned, eager to spend some time privately with him away from the rest of the world. As you waited for Joel's text message you were also secretly texting Jessie.

I'm going over his house tonight at 8, you wrote, should I pack a bag?? Help! 😬

Immediately her response came back: YES!!!! Just don't get pregnant!

Your laugh out loud as you covered your mouth made Joel cock his head to the side as his eyes squinted at you. He wore a smile but in his eyes you saw he was intrigued as to what you were giggling at.

"Jess just sent me something funny," you admitted, sparing the details.

He continued to grin. "I just sent it to you."

"Great." The two of you finished off the last few bites of ice cream and then made your way to Joel's motorcycle, passing by a window that showcased Steve and his cop friends.

They all stared at you as you and Joel hopped on the bike. Despite their group stare, you had never felt more confident in your life.

Your arms wrapped around Joel and he placed one of his hands over yours just below his chest. Your chin rested on his shoulder and he eased the bike back out of the spot.

You reluctantly made eye contact with Steve for a brief second, though you couldn't contain a wide smile as Joel raced you off back to your house.

When you got there you couldn't hold back. You had only dipped your feet into all the lines you were fully prepared to cross with Joel Miller. For the first time you didn't care who was home, who could see you or anything in between.

You wrapped your arms around him and pulled him in for a long, passionate kiss that left your head swirling and your body longing for more of him. It was smoldering and only ended when Joel chuckled and ducked his head back an inch.

"Save it for tonight," he breathed against you.

Oh, what a promise that was.

"Okay." You playfully let your teeth graze his bottom lip.

Joel ran a hand through your hair and kissed you again. "I'll call you later."

"Okay." Your arms lingered around his shoulders despite knowing you had to let him go - at least for the time being.

"8:05," he said.

You spoke quietly against his lips. "I won't be late."

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@untamedheart81 @amyispxnk @grogusmum

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[overworkedblorbobattle]

The full list of characters in the Bracket!

The full list of characters who made it into the tournament are listed under the readmore.

Ada Paige- Rhythm Doctor

Adam Parrish- The Raven Cycle

Adora- She-Ra

Aki Hayakawa- Chainsaw man

Alfred Pennyworth- Batman

Almond Cookie - Cookie Run

Angela- Lobotomy Corporation

Anthy Himemiya- Revolutionary Girl Utena

Arthur Lester- Malevolent

Aymeric De Borel- Final Fantasy

Benjamin Franklin "Hawkeye" Pierce- MASH

Bucky Barnes- Marvel

Buffy Summers- Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Burgerpants- Undertale

Carmen Sandiego- Carmen Sandiego

Carol Hathaway- ER

Charlie Magne Morningstar- Hazbin hotel

Chip Revvington- Toontown: Corporate Clash

Cliopher "Kip" Mdang- The Hands of the Emperor

Commander Peepers- Wander Over Yonder

Dana Scully- The X Files

Danny Fenton- Danny Phantom

David Jacobs- Newsies

DC/GOV- Welcome to the table

Dean Winchester- Supernatural

Dick Gumshoe- Ace attorney

Doppo Kannonzaka- Hypnosis Mic

Dot Campbell- The Wilds

Dr Charlotte Dubois- Falsettos

Emma Perkins- The Guy Who Didn't Like Musicals

Five Pebbles- Rain World

Ford Pines- Gravity Falls

Fu Hua- Honkai Impact 3rd

George Karim/Cubbins - Lockwood and Co

Gilgamesh "Gil" Wulfenbach- Girl Genius

Gordon Michael Schwinn- A New Brain

Gregor Samsa- The Metamorphosis

Guillermo de la Cruz- What We Do In The Shadows

Harrowhark Nonagesimus- The Locked Tomb

Hera- Wolf 359

Homura Akemi- Puella Magi Madoka Magica

Hunter- The Owl House

Isabelle - Animal Crossing

Izzy Hands- Our Flag Means Death

Jaehee Kang- Mystic Messenger

Jafar- Twisted

Jamil Viper- Twisted Wonderland

Jean Gunnhildr - Genshin Impact

Jeremie Belpois- Code Lyoko

Jess Jordan- Succession

Jonathan Harker- Dracula

Jonathan Sims- The Magnus Archives

Jotaro Kujo- Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure

Keito Hasumi- Ensemble Stars!

Kento Nanami- Jujutsu Kaisen

Kevin Kandy- Spooky Month

Kim Dokja- Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint

Kim Kitsuragi- Disco Elysium

Kiyotaka Ishimaru- Danganronpa

Kunikida Doppo- Bungo Stray Dogs

Kurapika- Hunter x Hunter

Kusuo Saiki - The disastrous life of saiki k

Laerryn Coramar Seelie- Critical Role

Lamplighter/plight- OneShot

Larry- Pokemon

Larry Needlemeyer - The Amazing World of Gumball

Ling Wen- Tian Guan Ci Fu (Heaven Official’s Blessing)

Link- The Legend of Zelda

Lisa Cuddy- House M.D

Lisa Wilbourn- Worm

Logainne Schwartzandgrubenierre- The 25th Annual Putnam County Spelling Bee

Loid Forger/Twilight- Spy x Family

Lucifer- Obey Me!

Lucretia- The Adventure Zone

Luisa Madrigal- Encanto

Maedhros Feanorian- The Silmarillion

Mafuyu Asahina- Project Sekai/Colorful Stage

Marinette Dupain-Cheng- Miraculous Ladybug

Marsh- Mistborn

Matthew Venn- The Long Call

Merlin- BBC Merlin

Miles O’Brien- Star Trek

Miss Pauling- Team Fortress 2

MK- Lego Monkie Kid

Molly Blyndeff- Epithet Erased

Mrs Doyle- Father ted

Munkustrap- Cats 1998

Nicholas Benedict- The Mysterious Benedict Society

Nishida- Yakuza

Obi-Wan Kenobi- Star Wars

Olruggio- Witch Hat Atelier

Pandemonica- Helltaker

Parsley Botch- Smile for Me

Peppino Spaghetti- Pizza Tower

Percy Jackson- Percy Jackson

Peregrine Mendicant- Homestuck

Ponder Stibbons- Discworld

Raphael Walt/Sirius Dieke- My Next Life as a Villainess

Ratchet- Transformers

Reagan Ridley- Inside Job

Reim Lunettes- Pandora Hearts

Retsuko- Aggretsuko

Riza Hawkeye- Fullmetal Alchemist

Robin- Smash Legends

Rory Williams- Doctor Who

Ryotaro Dojima - Persona

Sara Chidouin- Your Turn To Die

SecUnit- The Murderbot Diaries

Shang Qinghua - Scum Villain's Self-Saving System

Shota Aizawa- My Hero Academia

Sips- Fool’s Gold

Squidward Tentacles- Spongebob Squarepants

Stanley- The Stanley Parable

Steven Alen Starphase- Blood Blockade Battlefront/Kekkai Sensen

Steven Universe- Steven Universe

Super Mario Bros.- Mario Series

Susan Taxpayer- Susan Taxpayer

The Cabbage Merchant- Avatar the Last Airbender

The Captain- BBC Ghosts

The Elsen- Off

The Manager- The Hotel Podcast

Touta Matsuda- Death Note

Trafalgar Law- One Piece

Twilight Sparkle- My Little Pony

Vera Oberlin- Monster Prom

Walter Pensive- Hello from the Hallowoods

Will Graham- Hannibal

William T Spears- Black Butler

#round 1 #tournament brackets #tournament bracket #tournament #tournaments #overworked blorbo battle

[mattey-stu]

THIS MASTERLIST DOESNT MATTER ANYMORE.I HAVE MADE ANOTHER ONE.PLEASE CHECK THAT ONE ON THE TOP OF MY BLOG.

MASTERLIST:

FOR DISCLAMIER: I ONLY WRITE X MALE!READER.

AND I MIGHT WRITE SHIPS TOO.

THIS WILL BE UPDATED

RIVERDALE

FP Jones

none yet

Jughead Jones

None yet

Archie Andrews

None yet

SCREAM:

Stu Macher:

Stu Macher x Billy Loomis x Male!reader headcanons Poly!Ghostface

Billy Loomis:

The confession

Stu Macher x Billy Loomis x Male!reader headcanons Poly!Ghostface

Mickey Altieri:

None yet

Randy Meeks:

None yet

Charlie Walker:

None yet

Ethan fucking Laundry Basket (Ethan Landry):

None yet

Roman Bridger:

The Soundtrack: Roman Bridger x male!reader

SLC PUNK! :

Steve 'Stevo' Levy:

The party

Her0in Bob:

None yet

SENSELESS:

Tim Laflour:

None yet

Five Nights At Freddys:

Michael Afton/Schmidt:

None yet

Steve Raglan/William Afton:

None yet

ANIMAL ROOM:

Doug Van Housen:

None yet

DIARY OF A WIMPY KID:

Rodrick Heffley:

None yet

SAW:

Adam Stanheight:

None yet

Daniel Matthews:

None yet

Mark Hoffman:

None yet

Lawrence Gordon

None yet

Peter Strahm:

None yet

INSIDIOUS:

Steven 'Specs' Fisher:

None yet

FIGHT CLUB:

-I cant put any more gifs in here so uh *insert gif* -

Tyler Durden:

None yet

The 'Jack' Narrator:

None yet

Thank you for reading!

Ill age up all the characters when im writing smut.

Bros got that ass fr

#billy loomis #stu macher #scream #riverdale #jughead jones #jarchie #archie andrews #fp jones #x male reader #tim laflour #senseless #gay #lgbtq #stevo levy #slc punk #mickey altieri #randy meeks #ethan landry #fangs fogarty #southside serpents #serpent #smut #cream cheese #fnaf #mike schmidt #mike afton #saw franchise #saw 2004 #adam stanheight #james wan

[faerieroyal]

✩⡱ who i write for !

✭ ◦ ˚ favorites/inspired for, platonic/familial requests only, requests currently closed

✭ ◦ ˚ links on character names lead to fancasts

✭ ◦ ˚ any ships listed are meant for poly x reader requests, i do not write for the ships by themselves

the batman: bruce wayne, selina kyle, edward nashton.

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Getting lost in a good book

A/N: Requested by @stevenngrant. Lorena sweetheart I really hope you loke this! This is basically me manifesting cute museum moments with Steven, because that's what he deserves.

Fall prompts 🍂 Getting lost in a good book

Pairing: Steven Grant x reader (gender neutral)

Word count: 643 words

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Just as every other night, your heart fluttered at the sight of Steven waiting for you, long past his leaving time but right in time for yours. He’s always there, sitting somewhere along the exhibit with a new book in his hands. This arrangement had been going on for way too long, ever since he became a tour guide and you found him wandering around the archive right next to your office. “Oh wow! Look at this place! Do you think we could go through all these?” He had said to no one but himself, looking at all the boxes of books and investigations and photographs of all his favorite things, and since then it was your mission to help him go through as much as he could - and it was the perfect way he had to start talking to you.

It led to Steven visiting your office to gush about his latest discovery, and as the weather began to get colder and your feelings began to get stronger, to coffee cups shared in between talks and walks to the nearest coffee shop in lousy attempts to get warm - they always worked, if you had to be honest, because if it wasn’t one of his passionate talks, then his lips on yours would always finish the job.

Steven was leaning against his old counter when you spotted him. He was curled into himself, shielding from the cold that was already filling the lobby of the museum, with the book you had left for him in his locker that morning held in between his hands and his eyes scanning quickly through the pages. 

“Steven,” you called for him, waiting for him to look up at you while you finished putting on your coat. The lack of an answer didn’t surprise you. “Steve, are you ready to go?” You repeated, but by the looks of it, he was too entertained by the text in front of him, completely lost on his reading.

Walking towards him you called his name again, a fun smile on your lips when you saw how deep into the reading he was thanks to the book you gave him. “Earth calling Steven.” You peeked from behind the cover of his book, finding his gaze and making him take a double take at you.

“Oh, love! I’m so sorry! Did you call me?” He quickly placed his bookmark - the pyramid one you gave him - on the page he left off and threw it into his bag. “I did it again, didn’t I?”

Steven cringed at his own question, muttering a quick apology after you pecked his lips softly.

“It’s alright, don’t worry. And if anything, I’m glad you’re liking the book.” You rubbed his arms, hoping to melt the cold from his body after he had been waiting for the past hour in the cold room by himself. “I would leave you to your reading, but it’s freezing today and it’s getting late.”

“As if I would let you walk by yourself.” Steven extended his hand waiting for yours to join it. As always, he kissed your knuckles when you grabbed his hand and rubbed it with both of his as you walked outside. “Should we go get dinner? Is there any place you’re craving?” He asked, still squeezing your hand.

You knew him too well, though, and even though he had put the book down you knew he was eager to get back to it just as much as you were to slip into one of his sweaters as he repeated the most interesting bits to you cuddled by his side. “Let’s just go home, shall we?”

“Let’s go.” Steven smiled, almost too knowingly of what your plans were, but maybe that’s why he couldn’t resist to kiss you softly once more as he began to lead the way back home.

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New to Life | Holiday Special

Steven Grant/Marc Spector x Teen! reader

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Summary: After finding out that Hanukkah brings bad memories to Marc and Steven, Y/N decides to bring the holiday back to them; but this time give them a memory they wont forget.

Note: If I get anything wrong about jewish traditions, please let me know!

P.S this is gonna be based off my series, hence the name, but Ill add a kind of recap in case yall don't wanna read all 11 chapters lmao.

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Y/N stood triumphantly on a chair, staring at her decorations, as she hung up the last of the colorful lights in her apartment. The door unexpectedly opened, catching her off guard and almost causing her to slip. The chair wobbled, and she attempted to grab the back of it, but was aided by a few hands.

“Woah! I got you!” Marc held her up before she could fall.

She slowly climbed from the chair, regaining her balance. Marc crossed his arms as she returned the chair to the dining table to inspect her work. Y/N stood to the side as if she were being scored by Gordon Ramsey.

“Wow, you really went all out” He breathed out.

Each wall in her apartment had a light hanging from it. Garland was also hung around the room, and there were a few Santa and deer statues on the tables. To top it all off, she had a fake Christmas tree in the corner with a few gifts she had purchased for herself.

"Yup, that's my mission during the holidays. Anyway, what brought you here?" She bundled the decorations' packaging and quickly moved it to the trash can.

Marc examines the details of a ceramic Santa but puts it back. "I was just wondering if you wanted some tea that Steven thought you'd like."

She shrugs and nods, “Sure, let me just get my jacket”

She grabbed her jacket from the couch and walked over to her door. She bowed and motioned for Marc to go first. He rolled his eyes but continued, followed by Y/N.

Being across-the-hall neighbors was convenient because she or he didn't have to take an elevator or walk more than three steps to each other's apartment. For context, Y/N moved in a few months ago.

—

She was only 18 years old when she moved from California to London to attend her dream college. On the first day, she met Steven, who helped her in unlocking her door, which was difficult to do. Working with him in the gift shop resulted in her being attacked by a jackal a week later, bringing her and Marc together.

The basic gist is that she later assisted Marc and Steven in stopping a man named Harrow from destroying the world. On the way, she ran into their ex-wife, Layla, who had to return to Egypt to continue her archeology business', with the help of a certain goddess.

Something that may have gone unnoticed was that Y/N also gained an unusual ability. It was discovered that she had a symbiotic relationship with a symbiote. They are now known as Mania.

Anyways back to the actual story.

—

Marc opened the door for Y/N and set his jacket on a nearby table. The apartment's bareness was the first thing Y/N noticed. It was completely dark, as it had always been, with no lights or signs of color.

She sat at the dining table after following Marc to the kitchen. Twirling her thumbs and looking around, she noticed Marc's body tensing up before returning to normal. He smiled warmly and walked over to the stove to get a kettle.

He returned to the table and poured Y/N's and his cup of tea. She smelled the mug and an aroma of vanilla and cranberry as he slid it over to her. She had never considered combining those two elements until now. It was a good mixture though.

"There you have it, let me know what you think. I believe it will put you in the holiday spirit," Steven said with a smile.

Taking a sip, her eyes widened a bit, and nodded in approval, “It’s sweet, you made it yourself?”

"I did buy a few herbs and combined them. There wasn't much work put in," he shrugged.

She nodded, “You still did a great job” she continued to sip tea.

Steven sat across from her, taking in the time they were spending together. With winter approaching, the heat from the mug guided them in restoring their fingertips' temperature.

She continued to look around the apartment, still wondering why it was so colorless. "Something on your mind?" Steven asked as he set his cup down.

"Isn't Hannukah in a couple of days?" she scratched her head.

Steven paused to think, "I believe it is, why?"

"It's because I've noticed you two haven't exactly decorated or even talked about it”

Steven paused and thought for a few seconds. He had a melancholy look when he did. It seemed like he was thinking about a thought or a memory. He cleared his throat and went back to being his almost happy self.

"I've always spent most seasons alone, so when Hanukkah would come around, I never bothered in celebrating it" he gave a side smile.

Y/N nodded, "What about this year? You're not alone this time; you have me and Marc"

"Yes that is true innit," He looked up, "But I don't want to change your winter traditions just for me. Plus Marc isn't quite fond of the holiday"

"Why?"

"Well..." he trails and turns to a nearby reflection.

“Just turn down the question, she doesn’t have to know”

Sighing, he shakes his head, "It is nothing to worry about. Anyways, how about we finish our tea and get some rest?”

Y/N smiles and nods, still she was left curious on why the two didnt celebrate. Yet, that was something for a later time.

After they finish their drinks, Steven took her cup and his to wash it. She offered to help but he said how it was just two dishes so it wasn’t a big deal. Once finished, Steven told Y/N to bundle herself for the night before she left since degrees would drop. She thanked him and then went off to her apartment.

——

Back at her apartment, she changed out of her casual clothes and sat on her bed, staring up at the ceiling. She imagined various reasons on why Marc and Steven didn't want to celebrate Hanukkah. She was probably being pushy just thinking about it, but she didn't like people missing out on holidays.

Yes, they’ve only known each other for a few months, but that creates a bond. Doesn’t it? Especially when you die with them and come back to life.

She felt like the polar opposite of a Grinch or a Scrooge. She wanted them to take part in a celebration for the winter season. She just wanted them to be happy. Especially after everything that went down the last few months, they needed a nice change of pace. She sighed and hugged a pillow close to her side. She hoped she'd fall asleep soon before her thoughts consumed her.

“Why are you making a big deal of this”

Again, she hoped.

"Because it's depressing to think of them dealing with all that shit from Cairo and still not being able to do anything for the one time of year when people are happy," she continued, her eyes closed, feeling the cold bite her fingers.

“Then ignore them. Take pride that you can and they can not”

"That's what an asshole does, and we hate those kinds of people remember?"

“Right, then in invite them”

“They dont celebrate Christmas, they’re Jewish”

“How is that a problem?”

"Because they celebrate Hanukkah, dude you were literally right there when we were talking about it!" she became irritated.

“...What is the difference?”

“Good night!”

The symbiote stopped talking after she covered her head with the covers. Fortunately, the rest of the night was peaceful, and Y/N was able to sleep.

—

She asked Marc if he wanted to go shopping with her the next day. She described her plans for shopping for herself and her family back home. He agreed and followed her because he had no other plans. When he went out, he never looked for places to spend money; he just wanted to take a break.

Aside from that, he wanted to make make sure Y/N did not get into too much trouble. One time they went out, they were caught up in a hostage situation at a discount store. Of course, Mania and Y/N were there to stop it, but Marc and Steven had no idea it was them; they just thought it was some monster wreaking havoc in the city.

They still don't know about Y/N's and Mania's symbiotic relationship.

Y/N dragged Marc over to Westfield, a popular shopping mall in London, after hearing about it. Her gaze scanned the structure from bottom to top as she stood in front of it. It was more extravagant than the ones she had in California. The entrance wall was made of blue-tinted glass. However, it was linked to another building with large white bricks and a glass-covered portion sticking out. The words 'Westfield' were written in red slanted letters on the building's side.

She adjusted her tote bag, hoping it was just for show and that the stores weren't too expensive. As they enter, they notice that the building is two stories tall, with escalators leading to the top. Thankfully, she recognized many stores from home, such as Forever 21 and Hot Topic.

"Where to first?" Marc asked with his hands in his pockets.

She gestured to and walked over to a store that sold items for her younger family members. They looked around for nice but cheap gifts for her family, which was hard since it's been a while since she has seen them. Marc did his best to help her by showing her a range of items, but the majority of them were expensive. After battling through the crowds, Y/N purchased a few items and moved on to the next store.

The entire shopping experience had both of them wanting to pick fights or quit and leave. Marc was taken aback by the number of people trying to buy gifts for their families at this time of year though. Mostly because his own family never made a big deal about giving or receiving gifts around this season. So seeing all this movement was a bit new.

Because it was new to him, he occasionally let Steven take over. Oh, and Steven was having a great time as well. He never understood the hype of shopping or seeing things for sale; not just because of his lack of celebration but because he thought it was bizarre many would shove each other to get one item that was only a dollar less than its original price.

But here he was pushing people, apologizing when he did, in order to take a look at many things. A few would be for Y/N's family and some would catch his eye. When he did, he would reach in and take it back to Y/N to see if it was suitable. He would then ask her if there was anything they liked or found interesting and he would go on a search for something like it.

At the end of their shopping trip, each of them had at least two bags full of random items. As they made their way back to the bus stop, Y/N felt bad about having Marc lug all those bags but fortunately, they were able to go on the bus and rest.

——

They were still a few blocks away from the apartment building after exiting the bus. The chilly air however made them rush, so they would be home soon. Well honestly it was Y/N rushing him, she was new to the cold weather. Marc wasn't so much since he grew up in Chicago where it was cold normally compared to California.

"I don't think I've seen so many adults fighting dude. You saw those guys fighting for a controller?" Y/N almost breathed out the memory.

Marc gave a small laugh, "Those idiots didn't even get it at the end, some kid did"

"For real, also sorry about making you carry all that" She looked over at the large bags from various stores.

He shrugged, "Its alright, its better than seeing you trying to carry them all"

"Are you saying that for kind reasons or to make fun of reasons?"

"Both"

"Meanie, I bet Steven wouldn't laugh at my weakness. Right, Steven?" She waited for him to respond, but there was no response. She looked over at him, bewildered, but he wasn't there.

Turns out something caught his eye on a window display.

She walked back to him and noticed how his eyes were soft as he looked at the items. The only time he has looked at someone like that was when he talked to Layla. She followed his eyes and noticed a display with many Jewish decorations.

It had a blue cloth with gold lining on the table cover. A few dreidels and gold chocolate coins were strewn about. What drew their attention was the menorah that sat at the center of the table. It was made of gold and had nine candle holders. They contained candles with an ombre pattern of white to blue. Eight of them were identical, except for the one in the center, which had a Star of David on the stem. The main stem of the menorah that held the rest of the branches was inscribed with Jewish phrases. It was truly breathtaking.

"It's pretty..." she smiled.

Marc nodded, "...it is". His eyes were still glued on it, holding a sort of love for it.

"Whys is the center one different?" She looked over at him and he hesitated.

"It's a...shamash candle. It's to help light the other ones during Hanukkah" he pointed out.

She nodded, "You should buy it, Hannukah is close. Plus it'll add some color to your guys place"

Marc knew where this was going and he shook his head, beginning to walk away, "Next time"

Baffled, she looked at the menorah and back to Marc's walking figure, "Wait what?"

She ran up to him, gripping the bags to make sure they slip from her grasp, and looked for an answer in his eyes, "Why?"

"I don't have room or time for it, maybe next year" he continued looking straight ahead,

"You can make room, plus you don't even work for Khonshu anymore so you have enough time"

Marc ignored her and continued trying to make it home, giving many excuses like how he didn't have money but Y/N would then offer to buy it for him. It seemed like the conversation wasn't going anywhere so she walked in front of him and he skid to a stop.

"What is stopping you?" looking straight at his eyes and he seems annoyed.

"You can tell her, Marc. It'll be different this time"

"Why do you want me to?" his face wrinkled, trying to comprehend why this topic was still going.

"Because you're going to be all alone in your apartment and probably sad and lonely while everyone else is happy"

"Just tell her, Marc"

"I think I'll be fine," he moves around her to get through but she gets in front of him again.

"If it makes you feel better, I can celebrate with you! I can cook some stuff too and we can hang out at your place. Then you guys won't be alone-" Her smile turned as she was cut off.

"Why do you care so much?" He said rather harshly, "You're just a neighbor and a coworker for me and Steven"

Y/N inhaled deeply, feeling her body get a wave of a mental wound. It hurt, but it was true. She had no actual connection to the holiday or them, so why was she making such a big deal about it? It was his life, not hers, and he had the maturity to make that choice.

Marc's eyes widened when he saw her hurt expression. He didn't mean to say those words; it was a coping mechanism he used frequently. But now he was staring back at Y/N, who was looking at him with dejection in her eyes.

He immediately gave Steven control, forcing him to hide in the mind space. Steven looked down at her and smiled reassuringly, guiding her back on their way.

"He didn't mean it; as I said before, he is quite sensitive on the matter," he continued to hold the bags on the way back.

"...Am I being too pushy with you guys?" she looked down at her feet.

"No, it's rather very 'you' to be worried about small things like a holiday"

"It's not that small. Just tell me why?"  She almost begged Steven. "I've told him stuff about my life back at the Field of Reeds when I needed to, and he listened. The least I can do is listen to his too, he doesn't have to hold it all in"

Steven thinned his lips and looked at the passing mirrors on her side. Marc's reflection returned a guilty look to Y/N. He knew she wouldn't mind him talking about his childhood, but he didn't want to add that weight to her shoulders. He also didn't want her to change the way she acted around him.

“…that will have to be a different topic for a different day. How about instead we focus on how your family will react with these gifts” he gestured the bags to her, trying to get a smile out of her.

Seeing what he was doing, she obliged, “uh yeah”

“Atta girl, now I think that with just a few bows and whatnot, and you’ll have amazing looking presents” he continued babble about her family and decorations.

All Y/N could do was listen, she was still a bit sad that they both didn’t trust her in sharing their past. It made her wonder if she was trying to force this closeness too far.

—

Before Y/N could tell Steven good night, she made sure that Marc also heard it from her.

“Hey Marc, you might be angry with me or something but good night dude” she waved at Steven.

He smiled and gave a small nod before going into his apartment. Closing the door, Y/N looked at her apartment and at all the Christmas decorations. Currently, she was still sensitive to what Marc told her. She knew he didn't mean it but it still hurt.

She sat on her couch and looked up at the ceiling, recalling how the two looked as they brought up their Jewish holiday. It was the same way she looked whenever she remembered the day her grandfather died or when her mother yelled at her cruelly. It was like their perspective of Hanukkah was one similar. Where something horrible happened that day, that has been engraved in their minds.

She felt almost like a cartoon character as she felt the lightbulb in her head go off. If they hadn’t celebrated, that means the last image they have is of something terrible. So why not try to replace that image with one more positive?

She took out her phone and began researching the holiday and a few traditions. What the menorah symbolized. How to play dreidels. Ways to cook Jewish foods.   And the types of decorations that some families use. She looked up family vlogs of Jewish families to make Marc and Steven feel even more at ease.

Gathering all her information, she began planning the surprise for Steven and Marc.

-

The next day, Y/N spent it by buying ingredients and a few decorations that were in blue and white. Back at her apartment, she began practicing in cooking the meals and wouldn’t come out until she perfected them. At times Steven would call to check on her, seeing that she has been locked away in her flat. All she would say is that she was fine and that she was just getting a few things ready for the holidays.

However, the boys were concerned because she hadn't been seen all day. Marc, in particular, believed she was angry at them and refused to speak to them. Steven would reassure Marc that it wasn't the case, but Marc was already convinced.

"Mate, Y/N isn't mad at us. If she was, she would have cursed at us long before we ended the conversation," Steven joked, attempting to cheer Marc up.

"…Maybe," Marc would say before disappearing into his headspace, where he would continue to think of ways to apologize to her.

As the sun began to set, Y/N gave one last look before patting herself on the back. She had tried numerous times to improve the cooking and would continue to do so to see if they wouldn't kill Marc and Steven. She considered it a success because she was still breathing.

She was nervous about pulling this surprise because she didn't know how the boys would react. Will they be grateful? Or would they be furious with her?

They made it clear that they didn’t want to celebrate.

The only way to find out was to wait until tomorrow. The plan was to wait for them to leave their apartment, which they usually did in the evening to go for a walk. With them gone for at least an hour or two, she had enough time to set everything up.

“You sure it’s going to work? What if they decide to stay in?”

“Then… I’ll ask them to bring me some supplies or something, I don’t know” she shrugged and began to put the decoration away in a bag.

“This is gonna go to shit”

“Thanks for the optimism”she said sarcastically.

———

It was the next day, and Y/N had spent it preparing various Jewish foods. The whole apartment was filled with a mixed aroma of sweet and savory. She wrapped the trays in foil to keep them warm until the time came. She looked up decorating ideas and built inspiration as she waited for the time to come.

She waited for the man across the hall to open his door and leave, as he did every time. She peered through the peephole when she heard the door close and saw Marc walk towards the elevator. She waited a few moments to make sure he didn't return, which he didn't.

As he walked away, he appeared to be deep in thought; perhaps she had caused him to have flashbacks of those bad memories. Or, hopefully, he was thinking about enjoying the holiday and went to do some last-minute shopping. Not to worry, she had it covered.

"I think it's neither of those, especially the second one"

"Shush"

She began gathering the decorations and making her way to their apartment once she was certain. They got in by having Mania open the door from the inside by slipping under the space between the door and the floor. Y/N took in her surroundings and mentally mapped out everything.

“Okay, okay, this should be easy” she breathed out.

———

The sun had set after an hour, and Marc was on his way back to his apartment. Going out was routine, but he needed to this time. He wanted to get something Y/N as an apology. He didn’t know how, he couldn’t even apologize to Layla for what he did to her. Normally, giving flowers worked, but he knew Y/N wasn't into that sort of thing, and it would be strange to receive a bouquet from a man twice her age.

Instead, he got her a bag of things she liked as a peace offering with the help of Steven. It was filled with her favorite snacks and a few items from her favorite shows, such as a t-shirt and mug.

Marc walked to the elevator after opening the complex's entrance. As the elevator climbed the levels of the building, he breathed in and out to try to relax. He was nervous because he was afraid she would yell at him or refuse to open the door for him.

“Marc, she isn’t one to hold grudges, I think... I’m sure she is over it”

“You don’t know that. She hasn’t talked to us since we went to the mall. I shouldn’t have said that, maybe I should have told her or just taken the offer” Marc gripped the bag and stared at the floor.

He stepped out of the elevator and walked to Y/N’s door. He stood there for a second before knocking. Waiting for a sign, he knocked again but there was nothing. Swallowing heavily, he knew she was upset and didn't want to open the door. She was probably on her bed, her eyes puffy from crying herself to sleep, thinking about his comment.

He didn’t want to force her to open the door, so he turned to Steven and his place. As his hand moved to the doorknob, he heard shuffling inside and his senses went up. He remembers he locked the door, he could even ask Steven, he was there.

It went smoothly when he gave it a turn. He slowly opened the door, taken aback. He was tense and ready to fight anyone who charged at him, but no one did.

Instead, he noticed blue and white streamers dangling from the ceiling. He moved slowly through the apartment, ending up behind Gus' fish tank. He noticed Steven's desk, where he used to read, had been cleaned up, and there was a blue table cover. It had a white table runner with the Star of David symbol on both sides.

Paper dreidels hung from the ceiling, and white lights illuminated the area. There were a few dreidels and a lot of golden chocolate coins on the desk.

The menorah Marc saw in the window display, however, was in the center. The one with the nine candles and the engraving at the bottom.

The whole set was in front of the window that overlooked the street. Where pedestrians walked by and admired the display from afar.

He gazed in awe before turning around to face Y/N. She wore a navy blue long-sleeve turtleneck with black jeans. She was carrying what appeared to be latkes. She smiled nervously and gripped the tray, not wanting to drop them and create an embarrassing memory.

“Surprise!”

Marc just stood there, still staring at her which caused her to almost shrink. He was maybe getting ready to yell at her.

"Yeah, I didn't know how you would react and I knew if I told you, you might have gotten angry or something. But I didn't want to keep you from the holiday stuff, you know?" She waited for a reaction.

"If your angry with me, I get it, just say the word and I'll take everything down and we don't have to talk about this ever again," she gulped. "Even if you don't ever want to talk to me again, I'll understand. You don't have to explain. Just say the word, and I'll-"

“He’s not angry”

Y/N paused and heard the bag he was holding fall to the floor. Her eyes trailed from the floor to Marc's face. Her eyes widened at his expression.

He had tears streaming down his face.

-

Layla was the last person who actually cared about Marc. She always seemed to bring the sun to him before and after they married. She would do small acts of affection for him, such as buying him something that reminded her of him or holding his hand when he was anxious. When they were together, he felt so loved and important every day. Nonetheless, he pushed her away at the end.

He pushed her away, believing that his existence would bring her harm and chaos. He argued that it was for the best and it was all for her happiness. After disappearing, he thought that no one else would ever show him the same affection. He even accepted it and contemplated his future in loneliness. That is until Y/N appeared.

The young adult was struggling to make sense of her life in London, but she still made time for him and Steven. Even after they saved the world from Harrow, she stayed by their side.

During lunch breaks, she would bring out two Tupperware containers filled with food. When looked closer, it turned out that she would make what the two liked. Steven was, of course, vegan, and he loved tomatoes, so she would prepare a vegan dish for him. Marc was vague but liked savory things like mushrooms or buffalo sauce, so she would end up making something he liked.

He'd always tell her she didn't have to, that sharing with Steven was fine with him. With that statement, he expected her to simply nod and continue serving Steven his customized food, saving her energy. But, no offense to Steven, she would say it wasn't fair to have him eat something he didn't like. She'd then have him eat his food while she ate hers.

She probably didn't think much of her words, and she probably thought it was normal to say. Nonetheless, it made Marc feel important.

-

Now she had taken time away from her day to incorporate his holiday into his life, even after his comment from a couple of days ago.

She most likely did her research and double-checked everything. She included a variety of foods, including sufganiyot, which he could tell was made by hand. Even some of the decorations he saw were made by hand. Aside from that, he realized she is very attentive to his eyes. Y/N got him the menorah that she somehow knew he loved. The reason why he was memorized by the menorah is that it was the same one he used as a child when his younger brother would help him in lighting it.

His brother always gave him the type of sibling love that made Marc miss. Because of his brother's death, he assumed that he would never receive that same affection again.

But here he was, in front of someone who made him realize he was enough. That he didn't have to be perfect and that he was fine the way he was. Even with all his flaws and fears.

More tears continued to pour and he tightened his hands into fists., sniffles coming from him. This made Y/N panic, thinking that she might have set off some horrible memory for him.

She hurried to place the tray on the small table Steven had, quickly apologizing.

"Don't worry, I'll put everything back!" She looked around for a place to begin.

Marc smiled and shook his head, giving one last sniff before pulling her into a hug. She stood frozen, perplexed by what just happened. His hug was tight like he was pouring all his gratitude and love from the past months.

"Don't," He pulls away and looks her in the eyes "Kid, you're the best thing that has ever happened to me. I'm sorry for what I said earlier. You aren't just some neighbor or coworker, you're my best friend and I want you to know that"

This time Y/N was tearing up which was followed by a few tears falling, "Man, you really got me crying,". She wiped her tears and sniffled, "I'm glad we're officially best friends, dude"

Marc softly laughs, ruffling her hair. She lets it happen, and that's when her eyes fall to the bag that fell, "What's that?"

"Oh, uh, I thought you were angry with what I said the other day" He picks the bag up.

"So you were going to ask for forgiveness by bribing me with stuff?" she raised her eyebrow.

"No...sort of. I got you-" he was stopped by Y/N raising her hands up to stop him from talking.

"Don't tell me! You can use the wrapping paper I have over there" She indicates a roll of white and blue paper with dreidel designs. "That's all I have left from wrapping your guys' presents."

“Presents?” Y/N motions to the stack next to Steven's desk. Marc follows her finger and discovers roughly 16 presents wrapped in the same paper as before. He approaches them and notices a few with his and Steven's names on them.

"Yeah, I saw that some families are trying to make gifts a tradition, so I figured why not make this," she said, motioning to the decorations. "A new tradition, if that's okay with you."

Marc smiles and nods, “Yeah that sounds great, I’d like that”

They spent the rest of the night spinning dreidels. Of course, Marc had to teach Y/N how to play first, explaining what each symbol meant. If the dreidel landed on the nun, she would get no gelt or chocolate coins. She'd get all of the gelt if it landed on the gimel. Hay means she gets half, whereas shin means she only gets one gelt.

For some reason, once she got the hang of it, she was getting more gelt than Marc. Each time she landed on a good symbol, she would hold a grin on her face. He asked her if she was using gum or something to make the dreidel land on hay or gimel, but she denied it.

"Hahahah! We are winning!"

That's when Steven entered the picture, and they were now almost tied. Marc was just baffled at how they were good at a simple game, it made him question his luck.

"No! Don't let him win!"

Finally, they decided to call it even and split the candy equally.

"We should just quit because if we continue, I know imma get all the gelt. I don't want to hurt your manly ego," she said as she shrugged her shoulders.

"Of course, I would have won the pot and you would have knocked everything off the table," Steven said as he sat cross-legged on the floor.

Marc and Steven tried the dishes made by Y/N after they finished playing. Her leg shook with excitement as she waited for them both to try the latkes and sufganiyot. Steven loved it, saying how she nailed it at getting the flavor. Marc, on the other hand, would mess with her and pretend to vomit.

“You’re an ass, you know that?” She leaned back in her chair, her arms crossed.

"Sorry, sorry, it's good…for the most part," he said quietly, prompting Y/N to kick him on the shin.

With all that done, they both moved to the menorah, ready to light the first candle. Y/N let Marc take the wheel since he knew the prayers more. He still hesitated but when he glanced at Y/N, he knew everything was alright. He started it off and soon Y/N joined in too, surprisingly pronouncing the words correctly.

Once done, with the shamash candle lit, Marc lit the first candle to the right. Marc placed the shamash candle in the center after it was lit and continued to recite the hanerot halalu.

When they finished, the two stared at the menorah as the small fire melted the wax. After about 30 minutes, they turned off the candles. Y/N remembered the gifts by he table and quickly grabbed two of them to give to Marc.

He blinked and carefully took the gift-wrapped box, as if it was so fragile it would break if he breathed on it.

Y/N bounced her feet and waited for him to open his present. He took off the lid of the box and paused to look at the inside. What he pulled out was a brown jacket with metal buttons down the middle.

"I remembered how your favorite jacket back at Mogart's got ripped up and how you were so devastated," she teased, "So I saw it back at the mall and I thought you'd like it"

"What the hell..." he said as he started putting it on to see how well it fit, and it was just like his old one, "It's just like my old one, but better! Look! It's even got more pockets! Thank you, I love it" he said as he hugged Y/N.

Steven then switched in and he looked at her, “I might sound like a child, but me next” he clasped his hands together.

She smiled and handed him his, and he didn't wait long before he began ripping it open. He was right, he was acting like a kid. What he pulled out was a deep brown leather messenger bag.

“Again, your bag was kinda destroyed by that jackal back when and you needed a new one. Plus you make it work” she gestured to the present.

"I love it!" he said, extending the bag away from his face with an open grin. "Oh, this leather will definitely keep water at bay. Thank you very much, Y/N."

She smiled proudly as Steven also went in to give her a hug.

Marc and Steven then wrapped one of her gifts and presented it to her. She pulled out a t-shirt from her current favorite show. She squealed and put it on right away to see if it fit.

“This is fucking cool!” She stretched the hem out to see the front image clearly.

“I’m glad you did, I helped Marc look around at that Hot Topic, you should have seen him. He was confused out of his mind” Steven laughed and so did Y/N.

“No I wasn’t, everything was just dark and gloomy”

--

For the whole week, Y/N would come to their apartment when the sun began to set. They would go and play a few rounds with the dreidel, eat a few latkes, and maybe have a conversation about the upcoming year. They would then follow the same routine of praying and lighting the candles. After Y/N would ask about what songs Marc would play and they would listen to a few while singing.

Later into the night, they would open the next present of the day. A leather watch for Marc and a gold bracelet for Steven were among the gifts they received.

On the last day, just when Marc was going to light the candle, he paused to think. That's when he turned to Y/N and handed her the shamash candle.

“Wait, you want me to light the candle? You sure? What if I burn the place down?”

He shook his head, “I doubt it, I believe in you”

Those words gave Y/N motivation and a sense of gratification.

Y/N took a deep breath and began slowly lighting all of the candles on the menorah, placing the shamash back in its place. She took a step back and gazed at the dancing flames that illuminated the small area of the flat.

They sat down to eat at the dining table after saying their prayers. Y/N ate her latke while talking. The conversation was about how she was excited about the new schedule for her next quarter of college, saying how there would be classes she actually liked.

Marc remained silent and listened as she continued to speak. He hadn't shared a holiday moment with anyone in years, let alone celebrated it.

When he thought of Hanukkah, the first thing that came to mind wasn't his mother yelling at him. The sense of loss and regret.

This time, it would be where Y/N rambled about her interest as she ate Jewish foods on Steven's wooden dining table. Where the feeling of comfort and love came.

They were just two people, with different lives, different backgrounds, and in different places in time.

Yet here they were sitting at some old apartment sharing a memory.

———————

Tbh, I had to make up some problem in order to lead to the lowkey angst at the middle. It probably doesn’t make sense, so I’m sorry.

Also let me know if I got anything wrong about Hanukkah. PLZZ

Anyways I hope yall are enjoying your winter break :)

Happy Holidays!!

PS: if you're coming from my series, the next chapter will be taking place after this holiday special. Meaning, see yall in January....? Idk, depends if I just want to write already.

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[sugarbell]

From the Batfam x Neglected Batsis Reader Universe.

Read First!

Age List:

Alfred: Undying

Bruce Wayne: 45

Barbara Gordon: 26

Dick Grayson: 24

Harry Osborn: 24

Jason Todd: 22 (he’s been drinking for way longer)

Tim Drake: 20

Stephanie Brown: 20

Cass Cain: 19

Lana Lang: 17-18

Damian Wayne: 16.

Clearups: This may become a yandere/dark fic story in the future, and it may not, I’m not sure yet.

The However be warned, this fic may possibly contain the following:

Yandere

Gore

Noncon

Dubcon

Death

Blood

Murder

Suicide

Stepcest

Smut

Underage Drinking

Underage Romantic Relationships With Adult Characters

-a lot more I can’t think of right now, but if any of this stuff deters you than you might wanna just skip this story. For those of you who it doesn’t deter, and if this is your kind of thing then please enjoy!-

(Also no, mc is not actually Lana Lang from the DC Comics, but I did use her name because I thought it was ✨pretty✨)

Also, mc is Japanese-American. She has a white mom, and a Japanese father. She has freckles, long dark hair, a petite and short build, medium-small sized breasts, pinkish-red lips, and slender doe eyes. If it bothers you than again, you might want to skip this story.

Harry Osborn, let’s just say him and OsCorp are in DC in Gotham instead if Marvel, okay?

Cast List?

Alfred: Michael Gough

Bruce Wayne: Christian Bale

Eleanor Joy-Lang: Adelaide Kane

Barbara Gordon: Megan West

Dick Grayson: Steven R, McQueen

Jason Todd: Jacob Elordi

Harry Osborn: Dane Dehaan

Tim Drake: Timothee Chalamet

Stephanie Brown: Chloe Grace Moretz

Lana Lang: ???

Damian Wayne: Aidan Gallagher

Also, I will die with my grammatical errors. Some I may correct if I find the time, but a lot I probably won’t because I’m too busy writing.

This page will update regularly, and you can use it as a sort of reference guide just to make sure that you don’t get confused with certain characters, (for instance, Harry) that may belong in other universes but are being moved here. Some characters hero names may be changed in order to fit the story.

(For example, Black Canary. Just for the sake of the story, I’m changing her hero name to “Songbird.” In this universe, it always has been, always will be. Reason for this is because reader’s hero name will be Red Canary, however, reader isn’t Black Canary’s protégé or anything. They may know each other later on, they may not.)

—I think that’s about it! Enjoy!—

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[lacontroller1991]

Dream a Little Dream of Me (Gordo Stevens x GN!Reader)

Main Master List || For All Mankind Master List

Anon Request: Could you do the dream soulmate prompt w/ Gordo? Thank you sm if you do!

Author's Note: THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR REQUESTING GORDO I ABSOLUTELY LOVE WRITING FOR HIM AND I HOPE YOU ENJOYYYYY

Warnings: Nightmares, Isolation, Ant infestation (body), PTSD, language

Word Count: 1.5k

It’s cold as you wake up. The room is dark aside from the small lights from the machines that beep through the night. Rubbing the sleep out of your eyes, your legs swing out of the bunk and land on the floor with a soft thump, but something is out of place. In confusion, you walk around the finite space, looking at the various equipment before spotting a window. You hastily move to the window and let out a gasp when you see nothing but empty space. You back up and bump against a computer in disbelief. Why are you on the moon?

Despite being lost in your thoughts, you feel something crawling on and around you. Looking down you see swarms of ants crawling up your body in hoards as if you stepped in 10 ant mounds at the same time. You’re stuck in place in fear, your heart pounding as the ants get closer and closer to your face. You can feel their legs all over your body. You can feel their mandibles biting into your skin and you’re stuck. You can’t move anything as the ants begin taking over your face, swarming into your mouth until you can’t breathe.

You wake up with a gasp, shooting out of the bed with sweat dripping down your forehead. You suck in air as much as possible before calming down and looking around you. Good, you’re in bed, on Earth, with no ants in your immediate vicinity. You place your hand against your forehead and groan. You have been having similar nightmares for the past few weeks and they don’t seem to be progressing at all.

Tossing back your blanket, your mind tries to track who could be having these dreams. It’s obviously someone you’ve worked with due to the fact that not alot of people know what the inside of Jamestown looks like. You’ve never been there yourself, but being in the NASA program, you get pretty good floor layouts.

Looking over at the clock you groan when you see the time. “Guess I’ll get ready for work.”

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“You look like you slept like crap.” The comment startles you, causing you to spill your coffee as you snap back to reality, looking to your side and seeing Gordo standing there, empty cup of coffee in his hands. “Mind if I-?” He gestures to the coffee pot as you scoot out of the way, downing the remnants of your coffee as he eyes you in concern. “You good?”

“No.” It’s a short reply and you can tell he is trying his best not to ask for details. On the other hand though, you could use someone to talk to. Sighing, you set down your coffee mug and turn to properly face him. “My soulmate has been having the same recurring nightmare for weeks now. They’re always on the moon, alone in the base and then swarms of ants crawling up their body. My body. Swarming on and in me and then I wake up gasping for air.” During your rant, you don’t notice the way Gordo’s face falls and pales as if he’s seen a ghost. His grip on the coffee cup loosens and it slips out of his hands, crashing to the floor in pieces, causing you to zone back in and notice Gordo. “Gordo? Why did you do that?” You immediately bend over to pick up some pieces but he just stands there, a zoned out look in his eyes. 

“I- I need to go.” He rushes out of the room, aware of the way other astronauts stare at him in confusion. You internally cuss out the eccentric astronaut for leaving you to deal with his mess. Dani walks over with a frown on her face before lowering her body down to help pick up some pieces, despite her arm being in a cast.

“Dani, you don’t have to help.”

“No, no. What did you say to him?”

“He asked why I didn’t sleep and I told him that my soulmate has been having recurrent nightmares about ants on the moon,” your comment has Dani’s face falling before she’s standing back up to her height and grabbing your arm, dragging you out of the room and down several halls. “Dani, stop it. Let me go.” You try to fight back but she’s stronger than she looks. She pushes you against the wall and peeks around the corners, making sure there’s no one in the area. “Dani, what the hell is your problem?”

“How long have you been having these nightmares?”

“What?”

“I asked, how long have you been having these nightmares?” The question is urgent and hushed. 

“I don’t know, a few weeks?”

“Around the time Gordo and I got back from Jamestown?” You try to think back to when the nightmares first started and realize that they did start when they got back from the moon. 

“Yeah, now that I think about it.”

“Shit.”

“Mind telling me what’s going on?” You look over at her as she bites her lip, the gears turning in her head. 

“Ok. You need to talk to Gordo.”

“Why?”

“Just trust me.”

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After much convincing, Dani had managed to slip you Gordo’s apartment address and told you to visit him much to your confusion. Smoothing out your clothes you let out a shaky breath. You really don’t know what to expect. Why on earth would Dani insinuate that you have to talk to Gordo about your dreams. Surely they can’t be his. Right? He has a wife. He has Tracy. There’s no way he can be your soulmate.

Raising your hand, you knock against the door, waiting for a brief second before it’s being swung open, revealing a semi drunk Gordo.

“What are you doing here?”

“Dani told me we need to talk.” He moves to the side and allows you to step in. Looking around, you note that the apartment is relatively bare save for the exception of two picture frames of his kids and furniture. “Do you have those dreams?”

“Straight to the point I see,” he tries to jest, offering you a drink but you remove the bottle out of his hand and set it to the side. 

“Gordo. Have you been having those dreams? You and Dani are the only ones who have actually lived on the moon except for Ed but he’s still on there and you’re the only one who’s come back… different.” He hangs his head, plopping down on the couch while you stand awkwardly, not really sure what to say or do. Sure you’ve always found him attractive, and you guess he’s probably seen his fair share of your rather dirty dreams with him as the main star, but what is that going to do to the dynamic of your work relationship and his relationship? 

“Promise you won’t say anything to anybody?” He looks up at you, tears threatening to spill and it breaks your heart. You know the dreams have been bad, but it’s clearly just the outskirts of his breaking mental health. Sinking down to his side, you place a hand on his back, rubbing soothing circles against his shirt.

“I won’t say anything.” Your confirmation seems to alleviate a little tension as he sniffles.

“Something happened up there, I don’t know what, but ever since then I’ve been having these nightmares and I’m so sorry that you’ve been suffering because of them.” 

“It’s okay. You’re okay. If anything, I’m glad I got them because now I can help you in anyway you need. Plus, if I’m having your dreams, then you’ve probably had mine?”

“You seem to be really fond of hair pulling,” he smirks, leaning back against the couch and stares up at the ceiling as if he was banishing away any tears while heat blooms underneath your cheeks. 

“Yeah. Among other things.” Silence falls over the two of you as you bite your lip. The conversation solved one thing, but what about his wife? “What about Tracy?”

“We’re filing for a divorce. I’ve told her about my dreams and she doesn’t have them and she tells me about hers and I don’t have them so we’ve put two and two together.”

“I’m sorry.” He shakes his head in denial, trying to smile but you can see through it.

“Don’t be. It’s better that way.” Nodding your head, you look around the apartment a little more in depth. It’s dirty. Beer cans everywhere and random wrappers for stuff. It looks more like a child lives here than a grown man and that hurts your heart.

“Why don’t you try to get some sleep?” “I’m afraid to go to sleep. I don’t want the same nightmare again.” Sighing, you sit back down, thinking of a solution.

“I have heard that sleeping next to your soulmate might help alleviate any nightmares. Would you be willing to try that?” 

“You would be willing to do that?” His eyes are big and blue, bluer than you remember and they draw you in. Without thinking, you nod your head.

“Yeah. I mean I don’t want nightmares either, so maybe it’ll help the both of us. Why don’t you come with me to my place?” For the first time in a while he smiles, a hint of his former playfulness returning. 

“Sex off the table?”

“Sleep Stevens. Sleep.”

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#gordo stevens #gordo Stevens x reader #gordo Stevens x you #Gordon Stevens #Gordon stevens x reader #Michael Dorman #for all mankind #Danielle Poole #Dani Poole #krys marshall #reader insert #gender neutral pronouns

[violetmuses]

Sealed With A Kiss - Gordo Stevens (18+ MINORS DNI)

TITLE: Sealed With A Kiss || A Gordo Stevens One Shot (18+ MINORS DNI)

FANDOM: “For All Mankind (Apple+ Series)

PAIRING: Gordon "Gordo" Stevens + Female Reader 

MAIN STORYLINE: Despite the best intentions, you and Gordo just can’t stay away from each other… 

Author’s Note: Hey, ya’ll! I’ve written this short project as a direct sequel to "Met Your Match.” Feedback would be greatly appreciated and thanks so much for reading my work as always. As a warning, this One Shot includes SMUT content. (18+ Minors DNI) Adult themes, strong language, etc. - V. 💜

Main Masterlist <3 

@lacontroller1991 @pirategamora @11thstreetvigilante

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1972

It started all over again. 

The flirting. The smiles. Him making an extra cup of coffee and handing it to you. Gordon Stevens can’t stop thinking about you, a brilliant  and gorgeous woman who caught his attention before chemistry even crossed his mind. 

Being physical was just a bonus. Of course, no matter what, you had every reason and right in the world to deny him, but you hadn't. You wanted him just as badly, leading to arguably the best night of his life, regardless of space travel. 

After waking up in his arms that next morning, you looked so pretty, scooting out of bed and entering the bathroom without him. He sat up against pillows and pouted, waiting for you to get out. He didn’t care if dawn hadn't reached every window. 

Now, weeks after that beautiful morning with you took place, Gordo stands in the headquarters parking lot of Johnson Space Center and waits for you to leave work. Training had ended early for once, but he didn't want to visit The Outpost with Ed this time. 

“Hey,” Gordo’s Southern drawl quietly welcomes you and he smiles, nearly blushing through Texas heat. 

“Hi.” You answer Gordo. Meanwhile, your own car is situated not far away from his own convertible and you smirk, clearly amused by some inside joke.  

“Are you busy tonight? I was thinking we could grab some food again and go back to your place.” Gordo steps closer and bites his lip while facing you. 

“Planned on staying home tonight, but okay. Thank you.” You nearly shrug, laughing as Gordo opens the front door of your own car. Going separate ways first always keeps folks guessing at work. 

“See you later.” Gordo winks, watching you leave the parking lot. 

_______

By the time dinner ends and Gordo finally walks back into your house, there’s no hesitation. 

As soon as you consent to spending another evening with him, Gordo can barely keep his hand off. You wrap both arms around him and he leaves kisses along your neck. As of this moment, your back presses up against the kitchen counter. 

“Oh, wow.” You praise him, nearly sounding breathless. 

“I’ll do anything, Honey. Anything.” Whispering near you, Gordo regrettably stops himself  from trailing kisses for your skin and still feels intoxicated by perfume that you wear almost every day. 

“Please don't stop.” You tremble and pulling him right back into another kiss. Your own body can’t get enough of him, not anymore. 

_________

Gordo acts much softer this time, asking you to lay on the covers of your own bed and make eye contact with him. He looms over your naked body as familiar shadows cast in the bedroom once again, no longer wishing to rush like before. 

Once Gordo puts on a condom and slides right through with your permission, you core still feels amazingly tight. Yet, he still makes a point to savor every moment, to watch the way your body handles him again. 

Your legs wrap around his nude waist and you take every thrust. Crying. Whimpering. Moaning over and over again because of him. 

Still, there’s a significant difference between what happened the first time and what’s going on tonight. You both know it. 

Gordo is smiling against your lips through kisses or smoothing back your hair while giving more eye contact. 

He’s making love to you. 

Out of nowhere though, that one coil found in the pit of your stomach unravels as you spill, furrowing your brow with a slack jaw. 

“Good girl.” Gordo is red in the face, but ends up stuttering his hips just until he breaks as well, burying his face into your neck. 

Both of you cool down moments later, but Gordo rests within your core, not wanting to leave. 

“Hi,” You answer him almost nervously despite your obvious position here in the bedroom. 

“Hi.” Repeating, it isn’t long before Gordo looks down at you with those perfect ocean eyes again. Comfortable silence falls between you both. 

________

“Good morning, Baby.” Gordo wraps both arms around you from behind and he tries to kiss your neck. You’re making breakfast that next morning and staying home from work for the first time in a while. 

Of course, Gordo’s training never stops and he needs to leave soon. Johnson Space Center runs like an airport by now.  

“Good morning, but please don’t make me burn this food.” You warn, brushing Gordo off. He then laughs just before making some coffee. 

There’s a happy ending after all. 

#minor dni #minors dni #smut warning #minors do not interact #gordo stevens x reader #gordon stevens #gordo stevens #short one shot #sequel #michael dorman #for all mankind #adult themes #gordon stevens x reader #gordo stevens x you

[stuslover]

Heyy, tudo bem com você? Encontrei sua conta recentemente e queria saber se é possível fazer um pedido de uma fic em que o Lawrence fica ciumento pls 🥺 Pelo que percebi faz fics com personagens x leitor por isso espero estar a pedir corretamente kkkk 🤗

ciumento – lawrence gordon

pairing: lawrence gordon x fem!reader

avisos: se passa antes dos eventos de saw (2004), lawrence é um pouquinho possessivo, pegação na frente de uma paciente desacordada, reader é a amante, nenhum profissionalismo da parte dos dois, um pouco sugestivo no final.

notas da alec: esperei minha vida toda por esse momento!! muito obrigado por mandar essa ask </3 você não especificou o gênero do reader então fiz fem já que é minha zona de conforto kkj mas posso tentar escrever para gênero neutro também :)

word count: 810

revisado

os corredores do hospital estavam mais vazios do que o normal hoje porém você estranhamente estava lotada de trabalho, examinando alguns pacientes, andando pra lá e pra cá. depois de horas incansáveis de trabalho você finalmente teve uma pausa de cinco minutos sem que outra enfermeira ou doutor te chamasse para cuidar de alguém.

sua paciente tomou seus devidos remédios e agora ela se mantinha em estado de sono profundo e você aproveitou isso. tirou suas luvas de borracha, se sentando na cadeira no leito particular da senhorita dorminhoca atrás de você.

seu coração se acelerou em susto quando a porta foi aberta sem um aviso prévio, porém se aliviou quando seus olhos encontraram os olhos azuis como o céu em um dia quente e ensolarado. um sorriso se abriu em seus lábios vendo o doutor gordon lhe mostrar seus dentes brancos em um riso frouxo.

— lawrence? o que faz aqui? — você se levantou da cadeira ainda um pouco surpresa, indo em direção a ele.

suas mãos descansaram em ambas clavículas masculina, suas mãos pareciam estupidamente pequenas em comparação ao seu tronco grande e largo; e suas pernas pareciam ridiculamente fracas quando ele te pegou pela cintura, trazendo seu corpo proporcionalmente menor do que o dele para ainda mais perto.

— tava com saudade e vim te ver um pouquinho. — ele se inclinou pra frente deixando um selinho nos seus lábios. — saudades; e também vim verificar se você não estava com o mcdaniel.

imediatamente você se afastou do seu amado, revirando os olhos e se virando de costas. ouviu ele reclamar porém não deu ouvidos, você estava mais do que cansada desse assunto que te rondava a quase três dias - lawrence colocou na cabeça que você estava próxima demais do neurocirurgião steven mcdaniel, acontece que você trabalhava com steven a mais de dez anos, e não poderia evita-lo ou simplesmente deixar sua antiga amizade duradoura por um caso que começou a menos de sete meses atrás.

— lawrence, se eu quisesse estar com o steven eu já estaria. — você se virou para encarar o homem loiro, agora, na sua frente. seus braços se cruzaram na altura do peito durante o meio tempo em que o rosto do homem se tornava uma carranca amargurada com suas palavras.

— quero dizer, ele é solteiro então está disponível. — sua provocação fez o doutor gordon suspirar pesado e rir sem humor.

a mão esquerda encontrou a testa coberta pelo seu cabelo loiro escorrido, coçando ela e fechando os olhos. o brilho dourado da aliança de casamento com alison perfurou sua alma. — ele poderia me assumir, sabe? diferente de você, que é um homem casado...

— você sabe que isso não significa nada pra mim; estamos nos separando, se lembra? — lawrence caminhou até você, abraçando sua cintura como fez a segundos atrás. — porquê eu quero você!

— e eu também quero você! — seus braços se desenrolaram e afastou o doutor de você. — pare com essa paranóia sobre o steven. eu não sinto nada por ele. eu amo você!

gordon sorriu. no fundo de seus olhos oceânicos havia uma alegria radiante que te consumiu; você estava perdidamente apaixonada por este homem casado e não havia nada que pudesse mudar isso, não importa quantos outros homens solteiros atrás de um compromisso lhe pedissem por atenção, você só teria olhos para o cafajeste traidor que fazia você se sentir como uma verdadeira princesa de conto de fadas no meio das tragédias e dores do mundo real.

— eu te amo! — as mãos grandes te pegaram mais uma vez, te puxando pra outro beijo.

dessa vez um beijo de verdade. seus lábios eram macios e açucarados, tinham um ritmo suave como sempre; lawrence sugou sem brusquidão seu lábio inferior, puxando com os dentes e mordiscando, te arrancando um gemido grave.

— lawrence..., — você tentou falar, se distraindo com a trilha de beijos descendo de seus lábios até seu pescoço. — estamos no trabalho. — você o lembrou. não que isso significasse alguma coisa pra algum de vocês dois.

ele te ouviu perfeitamente e resmungou em concordância embora não tenha parado com seus toques doces, lambendo e beijando a pele macia do seu pescoço quase escondido pela gola do seu jaleco branco, cobrindo sua camisa de manga longa de cetim.

— lawrence! — você reclamou novamente após ser ignorada pelo amante mas clamava pra que ele não parasse.

— e daí? isso nunca te parou antes. — as palmas grandes seguraram cada lado do seu rosto, voltado a te beijar na boca.

porém com muito mais fervor que o outro. lawrence parecia um homem faminto de você, que apenas queria se alimentar depois de passar tanta fome. — é bom saber que o mcdaniel nunca vai te tocar assim, não é?!

— você não tem jeito...!

#saw 2004 #saw franchise #saw #saw lawrence #lawrence gordon #lawrence x reader #lawrence x fem reader #lawrence fluff #saw fanfic #saw films #saw fandom #stuslover

[l1ndseyper3z]

RULES

If you would like to view my masterlist click here :)

What I will write:

- Character x Reader

- f!reader

- m!reader

- gn!reader

- fluff

- angst

- smut/nsfw

- LIGHT gore

What I won't write:

- !ChildReader

- Non-Con

- SA

- Offensive material

- Extensive gore

SAW

- anything I don't feel like writing 😭

- Chances are I will not do multiple part fics but that may change

Who I will write:

- Peter Strahm

- Mark Hoffman

- Amanda Young

- Adam Faulkner-Stanheight

- Lawrence Gordon

- Lindsey Perez

- Jill Tuck

- Mallick Scott

- Brit Stevenson

HOUSE OF WAX

- Bo Sinclair

- Vincent Sinclair

SCREAM

- Billy Loomis

- Stu Macher

- Sidney Prescott

INSIDIOUS

- Josh Lambert

- Renai Lambert

DEAD POETS SOCIETY

- Charlie Dalton

- Neil Perry

- Todd Anderson

- Steven Meeks

HANNIBAL NBC

- Hannibal Lecter

- Will Graham

If a character you were thinking of requesting is not a part of this list you may request them but there is no guarantee that I will do them!

Requests

Please structure your requests a little something like this! -

Hi! Please can you do [type of fic/hc list] for [character/s] × [gender of reader or character/s] (you may also add a specific prompt e.g. pda, when s/o is sick etc etc)

please note English is my first language and the only language I can speak fluently so any requests in other languages will not be completed!

#coffinshipping #chainshipping #jigsaw #lawrence #adam stanheight #costas mandylor #saw posting #saw ii #sawposting #peterstrahm

[yoursecondfirstlove]

Apple of my eye (part 3)

Edward Nashton x F!Reader

Gordon does some questioning and Ed does some bonding with our dear reader

Word count: 1304 words

PART 1 PART 2

Warnings: implied stalking, female reader

As much as (y/n) tried to act like her run in with the Riddler never happened it was impossible. Regulars at the diner still don’t look at her the same, her social media blew up briefly, people with riddler profile pictures flooding her comments, until she set every account she had to private. Her coworkers still treated her the same, thank god. Except maybe her manager Steven, who still would side eye her when the Riddler was mentioned.

It had been roughly a week now, the cute guy who always ordered pumpkin pie started coming in a lot more and every time he did Amber would just march right up to (y/n) and with a simple “he’s here” and (y/n) would be right on it.

He still hadn’t talked much, never did. All (y/n) knew was his name was Edward, he worked as “something boring…you don’t wanna hear about it..” and he was cute as anything. He looked at her like she was the most interesting, important person on earth. To him she was.

Every time she turned her back his smile would drop slightly, as he remembered his plans for the city…how could she be kept safe from the destruction? He’ll figure it out. He was sure of it.

One day, a familiar moustache walked through the door much to (y/n) surprise. “Lieutenant Gordon! What brings you here?” She’d definitely never seen him here before so she knew this wasn’t his usually coffee spot or anything. He smiled warmly, he was comforting to be around when he wanted to be “(y/n), hi” he brought his hand up to gesture to a booth. The two sat across from each other, both their arms crossed in front of them at the table.

“I’ve some follow up questions. About Riddler” he said it almost sombrely, like he was sure there would be some emotional turmoil and maybe staying soft with his approach would avoid any unnecessary mental damage. He was somewhat right, (y/n) could in no way stop herself from a bit of an emotional reaction, who could? But she just smiled tightly and slowly nodded her head “I’d figured you would.” Jim continued to look at her a moment, his face was gentle and then his questioning started.

“After your conversation with the Riddler, do any regulars stand out to you, any act similar? Talk similar? Anything like that?” (Y/n) shook her head. “Anyone new start coming here?” (Y/n) shook her head again, she thought it best to add “there is this guy that sits on the stools all the time who I’ve started noticing, my coworker Amber says he came in all the time when I wasn’t here before” Jim’s eyebrows creased “and he’s started coming in on your shifts just recently?” Jim’s interest in Edward made (y/n) nervous. Did Jim think Edward could be the Riddler? He couldn’t be, Edward was sweet, killers ARE NOT sweet.

(Y/n) knew if she told Jim about Edwards habits in coming to the diner it would only implicate Edward more to Jim, but what was she meant to do? Lie to the police? Absolutely not. She tried to remain nonchalant, as if the idea of Ed and the Riddler being connected hadn’t even occurred to her, cuz the idea was just OH SO stupid.

“Yeah, I noticed him a few days ago, I’m usually the one to serve him cuz Amber doesn’t like him all that much.” “Your coworker knows him personally?” Jim’s eyebrows raised. (Y/n) took a breath to speak but nothing came out for a moment “well no… Amber thinks he’s weird but Amber isn’t the biggest fan of most men so it’s not shocking” Jim’s eyes squint slightly as he nods slowly “okay… why does Amber think he’s weird? Has she told you?” (Y/n) waved her hand almost dismissively “yeah, they guys pretty quiet, she talks about how he just stares I guess” “stares at what?” “Nothing I guess, just like…generally”

Jim nodded again, looking to the side “has this guy ever given you a name?” Oh no, Jim was really interested now, but as much as it hurts her to drag the cutie who dishes out more than decent tips, she knows she can’t lie. “Just his first name, Edward” “has he ever used a credit card to pay? (Y/n) shook her head “only ever cash” Gordon stared off pensively for a moment before returning his gaze found its way back to her face, he smiled kindly but it was tight. “Thank you for your time” and with that he strode out.

As the day carried out as normal (y/n) couldn’t stop feeling guilty. She just implicated the sweet, cute nerd she’d grown the biggest soft spot for. She knew it wasn’t her fault, not really, Gordon asked about it she HAD to answer but now she can only imagine his confused adorable little face as he gets questioned by police for MURDER.

Once closing time came the sunken guilt still hung heavy in her stomach. She opted to walk out the front door as she didn’t want to walk around any back alleys this time of night but the moment she walked out a figure appeared next to her, she jumped, squealing a bit. “Woah! Hey…” the figure said softly as they reeled back a bit, once her eyes adjusted to the dark she saw it was just Edward. She let out a heavy breath, bringing her hand up to her beating heart chuckling a little at her own reaction. Edward joined in, laughing quickly “god I thought I was about to be killed” she laughed out, only half joking. Edward laughed, raising his hands up in a surrender jokingly “I’m not here to kill you, promise”

(Y/n) laughed as she locked the diners front door behind her. “I don’t blame you” Edward stated “for your reaction I mean. Gotham is a…a scary place sometimes” his voice trailed off a little as he spoke. (Y/n) turned to face him fully after locking the door. “Yeah…” she looked to her feet for a second. “Would you mind..maybe like.. walking me home?” Edward looked a tiny bit surprised at the suggestion “obviously if you don’t want to like no pressure you can say no” (y/n) rushed, Edwards eyebrows shot up even more “no no no no I want to!” He paused “I want to make sure you get home safe” he smiled, he looked elated.

(Y/n) grinned “alright” she said nodding “lets go”

The two walked, back and forth between comfortable silence and light conversation. Edward was far more talkative than (y/n) had ever seen him in the diner, maybe the lack of other people around increased his confidence a little bit.

After not long they had reached the small apartment building, (y/n) lived on the bottom floor so they walked right up to her door. “Well this is me, thank you…for doing this Ed” Edward grinned, simply shrugging.

Just as (y/n) reached for her keys it started raining, it started off light but it got heavier by the second. “Wait here!” (Y/n) quickly unlocked her door and grabbed an umbrella, shoving it in Edwards hands “here” Ed shook his head “no, no it’s fine, keep it! It’s yours!” (Y/n) shook her head right back “the only reason you’re still out right now is because you walked me home, please! Just take it. Both were starting to get wet in the rain, distracted by their arguing, finally Ed put up the umbrella, holding it over the both of them. “Thank you”

As he walked off (y/n) wished him a good night, he stuttered out a “y-you too” as his figure disappeared.

(Y/n) grinned to herself but her smile dropped after a few moments. God. Now she felt even worse about implicating the poor guy.

#edward nashton #edward nashton x reader #the riddler x reader #the riddler #the batman #the batman 2022 #x reader #riddler x reader #paul dano #paul dano riddler #paul dano x reader #paul dano x you

[overworkedblorbobattle]

Overworked Blorbo Battle Round 1!

Round 1 will be split into 8 waves of 8 week long polls with each wave being posted 24 hours after the previous begins. The first wave will start on Friday the 29th of July at 3pm BST

The matchups are listed under the readmore

The matchups were all randomised although I did make minor adjustments if I thought one was much too unfair.

Wave 1:

Ada Paige (Rythm Doctor) Vs Sips (Fools Gold)

Cliopher Mdang (The Hands Of The Emperor) Vs The Manager (The Hotel Podcast)

Adam Parrish (The Raven Cycle) Vs Five Pebbles (Rain World)

Almond Cookie (Cookie Run) Vs Steven Universe (Steven Universe)

Dot Campbell (The Wilds) Vs Hera (Wolf 359)

Arthur Lester (Malevolent Podcast) Vs Gordon Michael Schwinn (A New Brain)

Anthy Himemiya (Revolutionary Girl Utena) Vs Fu Hua (Honkai Impact 3rd)

Commander Peepers (Wander Over Yonder) Vs Kusuo Saiki (The Disastrous Life Of Saiki K.)

Wave 2:

Bucky Barnes (Marvel) Vs Percy Jackson (Percy Jackson)

Dana Scully (The X Files) Vs Gregor Samsa (Metamorphosis)

Danny Fenton (Danny Phantom) Vs Harrowhark Nonagesimus (Gideon The Ninth)

George Cubbins/Karim (Lockwood and Co) Vs Ling Wen (Heaven’s Official Blessing)

DC/GOV (Welcome To The Table) Vs Pandemonica (Helltaker)

David Jacobs (Newsies) Vs Logainne Schwartzandgrubenierre (The 25th Annual Putnam County Spelling Bee)

Dean Winchester (Supernatural) Vs Squidward (SpongeBob SquarePants)

Ford Pines (Gravity Falls) Vs Charlie Magne (Hazbin Hotel)

Wave 3:

Gilgamesh Wulfenbach (Girl Genius) Vs Charlotte Dubois (Falsettos)

Jaehee Kang (Mystic Messenger) Vs Angela (Lobotomy Corporation)

Kevin Kandy (Spooky Month) Vs Robin (Smash Legends)

Kento Nanami (Jujutsu Kaisen) Vs Vera Oberlin (Monster Prom)

Homura Akemi (Madoka Magica) Vs Ratchet (Transformers)

Hunter (The Owl House) Vs Ponder Stibbons (Discworld)

Isabelle (Animal Crossing) Vs Aymeric De Borel (Final Fantasy)

Izzy Hands (Our Flag Means Death) Vs Luisa Madrigal (Encanto)

Wave 4:

Jean Gunnhildr (Genshin Impact) Vs Aki Hayakawa (Chainsaw Man)

Jonathan Sims (The Magnus Archives) Vs William T Spears (Black Butler)

Jotaro Kujo (Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure) Vs Adora (She Ra)

Keito Hasumi (Ensemble Stars!) Vs Doppo Kannonzaka (Hypnosis Mic)

Jeremie Belpois (Code Lyoko) Vs Chip Revvington (Toontown: Corporate Clash)

Jamil Viper (Twisted Wonderland) Vs Lisa Wilbourn (Worm)

Guillermo de la Cruz (What We Do In The Shadows) Vs Buffy Summers (Buffy The Vampire Slayer)

Kim Dojka (Omniscient Reader’s Viewpoint) Vs Shang Qinghua (Scum Villain's Self-Saving System)

Wave 5:

Kurapika (Hunter X Hunter) Vs Mafuyu Asahina (Project Sekai/Colorful Stage)

Lucifer (Obey Me!) Vs The Elsen (Off)

Marsh (Mistborn) Vs Lisa Cuddy (House MD)

Matthew Venn (The Long Call) Vs Carol Hathaway (ER)

Larry Needlemeyer (The Amazing World Of Gumball) Vs Kim Kitsuragi (Disco Elysium)

Merlin (BBC Merlin) Vs Dick Gumshoe (Ace Attorney)

Maedhros Feanorian (The Simarillion) Vs Riza Hawkeye (Fullmetal Alchemist)

Laerryn Coramar Seelie (Critical Role) Vs Lucretia (The Adventure Zone)

Wave 6:

Miles O’Brien (Star Trek) Vs Jonathan Harker (Dracula)

Miss Pauling (Team Fortress 2) Vs Susan Taxpayer (Susan Taxpayer)

MK (Lego Monkey Kid) Vs Kunikida Doppo (Bungo Stray Dogs)

Molly Blyndeff (Epithet Erased) Vs Emma Perkins (The Guy Who Didn’t Like Musicals)

Mrs Doyle (Father Ted) Vs Jess Jordan (Succession)

Nicholas Benedict (The Mysterious Benedict Society) Vs Jafar (Twisted: The Story Of A Royal Vizier)

Nishida (Yakuza) Vs Touta Matsuda (Death Note)

Obi-Wan Kenobi (Star Wars) Vs Alfred Pennyworth (Batman)

Wave 7:

Olruggio (Witch Hat Atelier) Vs Walter Pensive (Hello From The Hallowoods)

Parsley Botch (Smile For Me) Vs Peppino Spaghetti (Pizza Tower)

Raphael Walt (My Next Life as a Villainess) Vs Hawkeye Pierce (MASH)

Sara Chidouin (Your Turn To Die) Vs Reim Lunettes (Pandora Hearts

SecUnit (The MurderBot Diaries) Vs Lamplighter (Oneshot)

The Captain (BBC Ghosts) Vs Munkustrap (Cats)

Retsuko (Aggretsuko) Vs Burgerpants (Undertale)

Ryotaro Dojima (Persona) Vs Kiyotaka Ishimaru (Danganronpa)

Wave 8:

Steven Alen Starphase (Blood Blockade Battlefront/Kekkai Sensen) Vs Trafalgar Law (One Piece)

Shota Aizawa (My Hero Academia) Vs Loid Forger (Spy X Family)

Stanley (The Stanley Parable) Vs Rory Williams (Doctor Who)

The Cabbage Merchant (Avatar The Last Airbender) Vs Larry (Pokémon)

Mario & Luigi (Super Mario Bros) Vs Link (The Legend Of Zelda)

Peregrine Mendicant (Homestuck) Vs Marinette Dupain-Cheng (Miraculous Ladybug)

Reagan Ridley (Inside Job) Vs Will Graham (Hannibal)

Twilight Sparkle (My Little Pony) Vs Carmen Sandiego (Carmen Sandiego)

#tournament bracket #tournament brackets #tournament #tournaments #round 1 #tournament updates #tournament dates #overworked blorbo battle