#jim mason angst

[chloelucia13]

Cody Fern Characters Masterlist (Discontinued)

✴ = angst︱❁ = fluff︱✿ = smut︱✂ = trigger warning (listed in warnings)

Michael Langdon

The Love you Need ❁ 

Xavier Plympton

Come Back to Me ✴ ❁ 

Being a Ghost With Xavier Headcanons ✴ ❁ ✂

Jim Mason

All That I Want  ❁ 

Series

World Alone: Jim Mason x Reader

-Part 1 ✴ ❁ ✂

Jim x Duncan x Michael x Reader 

Series

Three Men and a Baby: Jim x Michael x Duncan x Reader (not poly)

-Part 1 ✴ ❁ ✂

-Part 2 ✴ ❁ ✿

#American horror story #the tribes of Palos verdes #house of cards #Michael langdon #Michael Langdon x reader #Jim mason #Jim Mason x reader #duncan shepherd #duncan shepherd x reader #Jim x duncan x Michael x reader #fluff #smut #reader insert #angst #fan fiction #fanfiction #fanfic #fan fic #tw #Xavier plympton #Xavier plympton x reader

[syntheticfoxfire]

jim mason + “you look miserable” - “the outside finally matches the inside”, angst

Sun was warm on your skin, hot in fact. At least the ocean stayed cool no matter how scorching the bright star made the Earth. Smiling, you kicked your feet underwater as you leaned back on your surf. You always loved the ocean. There was something about it that just drew you close, so dangerously close that you wouldn’t even mind drowning if it meant you understood some of its mysteries. One of them being a certain boy you were watching from the corner of your eye since you got into the water. He was currently riding a wave, distant look in his eyes as he watched the cliff above. Jim was… nice. It was fun to be around him, he was kind, but also mischievous. Not to mention handsome. He loved surfing and his sister was just as good a person once you got to know her. You grew close to them both, although you didn’t know the girl too much as she mostly kept to herself. Jim on the other hand was your close friend and you couldn’t help but worry about him.

Lately something felt off. He was still cracking jokes around your group of friends, still acting like the same good ol’ Jim… yet you felt in your gut that something was wrong. His smile didn’t reach his eyes and it was like he was slowly becoming more and more numb to the world around him with each passing day. And you absolutely hated it. “Hey.” A voice rang through the air and you jumped, violently dragged from your thoughts. You turned to its owner and smiled seeing it was the boy occupying your mind. “Hey,” you greeted back and he gave a smile of his own. That fake, fabricated smile you hated so much. At least now he was close enough for you to look at him without being constantly interrupted by your friends. He was sitting in pretty much the same position as you, but where you were relaxed, he was tense. As if he was expecting something bad to happen any second. He had dark circles under his eyes like he hadn’t slept well for some time – or was it that shit boys sometimes gave him? Just the thought made your stomach churn. “What?” He asked, playfully raising a brow at you noticing your inspection of him. Oh how you wished you could tune in on that tone. “You look miserable,” you stated matter-of-factly. Your eyes met and you held his gaze. It was unsure, taken aback even. You imagined the gears grinding in his brain. Then he chuckled humorlessly in defeat, a sigh escaping his lips. “The outside finally matches the inside.” He bit his lip, turning away from you. Before you thought about the consequences, you reached out and grabbed his hand. He turned back and you could see a single tear running down his cheek. “That’s not okay,” you said simply. “Wanna talk about it?” He lowered his eyes to where your hand rested over it, then they flicked to your group. “Maybe somewhere else?” He half-guessed and you could see he wasn’t sure about the idea. “I’d love to but I get it if it’s too personal or whatever,” you shrugged with a smile and meant to fold your hand back in your lap but his other hand gently pulled it back, trapping it in place. You gave him a curious look. “No, I mean,” he sighed, swallowing thickly, “Are you free tonight? Medina’s gonna be out and I don’t want to be alone.” He admitted and you gave him a sympathetic smile. “Sure, just say the place and time and I’ll be there,” you promised, squeezing his hand a bit. He seemed to appreciate the gesture, squeezing back. “Will you stay like this if I let go now?” He whispered so quietly you nearly didn’t hear him through the waves crashing against shore. You followed his gaze to your hands and your heart skipped a beat. “I will.” The words left your mouth before you even realized it. He carefully took his hand off yours as he let your fingers lace together. Your eyes met again and he smiled before turning his head to look at the ocean in front of you. You had to bite your lip to stop yourself from giggling. This smile of his was genuine.

#the tribes of palos verdes #jim mason #x reader #jim mason x reader #drabble #angst

[b00inazkaban]

MASTERLIST #2

Navigation!

Let me know if there are any characters you’d like added and I’ll look into it! :)

Smut = **

What I will NOT write for under any circumstance: R@pe, incest, anything to do with pee or poo, hardcore bdsm or anything like that type of smut, kidnapping reader for love, anything stalker, abuse unless it’s for angst but I won’t go into detail about the abuse (though I will do like slapping/spanking for smut it cannot have malicious meaning behind it, and there is always consent for that)

Also let me put this by itself, pregnancy is also way off the table. It’s 6 feet underground. I understand it’s part of life and it’s beautiful , and that’s for people to decide but personally I find just the concept of that horrifying and gross. I do breeding kink yes, but no description of pregnancy. (No hate to pregnant people I just can’t stand the concept of pregnancy in any form.)

MARVEL:

☆ Tony Stark

☆ Steve Rogers

☆ Bruce Banner

☆ Natasha Romanoff

☆ Clint Barton

☆ Bucky Barnes

☆ Sam Wilson

☆ Peter Parker

☆ Thor Odison

☆ Loki Laufeyson

☆ Dr. Stephen Strange

☆ Peter Quill

☆ Gamora

☆ Drax the destroyer

☆ Rocket the Racoon

☆ Mantis

☆ Groot

Poly Requests:

STRANGER THINGS:

☆ Steve Harrington: Steve Harrington x FtM reader**

☆ Robin Buckley :

☆ Nancy Wheeler:

☆ Eddie Munson:

☆ Johnathan Byers:

☆ Argyle:

☆ Billy Hargrove:

☆ Mike Wheeler: Little!Mike x GN!CG!Reader

☆ Dustin Henderson

☆ Will Byers

☆ Lucas Sinclair

☆ Eleven Hopper

☆ Max Mayfield

☆ Jim Hopper:

☆ Joyce Byers:

☆ Dmitri Antonov:

Poly Requests:

HARRY POTTER/MARAUDER:

☆ Harry Potter:

☆ Ron Weasley: CG!Ron Weasley x Little!GN!reader

☆ Hermione Granger:

☆ Fred Weasley: CG!Fred Weasley x Little!Fem!Reader

☆ George Weasley: George Weasley x reader ; CG!George Weasley x LittleMale!Reader

☆ Neville Longbottom: Sub!Neville x Dom!Reader**

☆ Draco Malfoy:

☆ Blaise Zambini:

☆ Enzo Berkshire:

☆ Mattheo Riddle:

☆ Theo Nott:

☆ Pansy Parkinson:

Marauders Era or Lighting Era:

☆ Lucius Malfoy:

☆ Narcissa Malfoy:

☆ Severus Snape:

☆ Bellatrix Lestrange:

☆ Barty Crouch Jr. :

☆ Evan Rosier:

☆ Pandora Rosier:

☆ Zahara Zambini:

☆ Regulus Black:

☆ Sirius Black:

☆ Remus Lupin:

☆ Lily Evans:

☆ Marlene McKinnon:

☆ Mary McDonald:

☆ Dorcas Meadows:

FANTASTIC BEASTS:

☆ Newt Scamander:

☆ Thesus Scammander:

☆ Jacob Kowalski:

☆ Queenie Goldstein:

☆ Albus Dumbledore (young):

☆ Gellart Grindlewald (young):

Poly Requests:

CRIMINAL MINDS:

☆Aaron Hotchner

☆ Jason Gideon

☆ Spencer Reid

☆ Derek Morgan

☆ JJ/ Jennifer Jareau

☆ Elle Greenaway

☆ Penelope Garcia

☆ Emily Prentiss

☆ David Rossi

Poly Requests:

BRIDGERTON:

☆ Anthony Bridgerton

☆ Benedict Bridgerton

☆ Colin Briderton

☆ Daphne Bridgerton

☆ Eloise Bridgerton

☆ Simon Basset

☆ Penelope Fetherington

☆ Queen Charlotte (Young)

☆ King George (Young)

Poly Requests:

Queen charlotte x reader x King George

TEENAGE MUTANT NINJA TURTLES:

☆ Leonardo: NSFW alphabet

☆ Raphael:

☆ Donnatelo:

☆ Michelangelo: Mikey x Reader

☆ April O'Neil:

☆ Casey Jones:

Poly Requests:

Poly!TMNT x Fem!Reader; April 4-in-1; turtles are manspreading and you want payback 😚

Poly!TMNT x Fem!Reader; Casey tries to flirt with reader but she puts down the idea and the turtles are proud

TOP GUN:

☆ Pete Mitchell "Maverick"

☆ Bradley Bradshaw "Rooster"

☆ Jake Seresin "Hangman"

☆ Natasha Trace "Phoenix"

☆ Robert Floyd "Bob"

Poly Requests:

THE HOBBIT/LOTR:

☆ Thorin

☆ Bilbo

☆ Fili

☆ Kili

☆ Dwalin

☆ Bofur

☆ Bard

☆ Legolas

☆ Tauriel

☆ Thuranduil

Poly Requests:

TWILIGHT:

☆ Carlisle Cullen

☆ Esme Cullen

☆ Emmet Cullen

☆ Rosalie Cullen

☆ Alice Cullen

☆ Jasper Cullen: CG!Jasper Hale x nb!little!reader

☆ Edward Cullen

☆ Bella Cullen/Swan

☆ Jacob Black

☆ Garrett

The Volturi:

☆ Aro

☆ Caius

☆ Marcus

Poly Requests:

THE HUNGER GAMES:

☆ Katniss Everdeen

☆ Petta Mellark

☆ Finnick Odair

☆ Johanna Mason

☆ Haymitch Abernathy

Poly Requests:

LUCIFER:

☆ Lucifer Morningstar

☆ Mazikeen

☆ Amenadeil

☆ Chole Decker

☆ Linda Martin

Poly Requests:

How To Train Your Dragon:

☆ Hiccup Haddock

☆ Astrid Hofferson

☆ Snotlout

☆ Ruffnut

☆ Tuffnut

Poly Requests:

Across The SpiderVerse:

☆ Miles Morales

☆ Miguel O'Hara

Spider thoughts!

☆ Peter B. Parker

Spider thoughts!

☆ Hobie Brown

☆ Gwen Stacy

☆ Spider-Noir

Spider thoughts!

Poly Requests:

Descendants:

☆ Mal

☆ Evie

☆ Carlos

☆ Jay

☆ Gil

☆ Harry

☆ Uma

Poly Requests:

MATCHUPS/MOODBOARDS:

☆ @thoughtfulcreatornight x Raphael matchup

☆ Anonymous x Remus Lupin matchup

꧁〰︎〰︎〰︎〰︎〰︎〰︎〰︎〰︎〰︎〰︎〰︎〰︎〰︎〰︎〰︎〰︎〰︎〰︎꧂

I’ve redone my masterlist because I was vey unhappy with my first one, and I wanted to add pictures to go with it! I’ll also be adding all my new work onto here and my old work will be on the first masterlist! Love y’all! 💗

#b00inazkaban #fanfiction #tmnt bayverse #tmnt fandom #fantastic beasts #stranger things #harry potter #poly marauders x reader #bridgerton #lucifer fanfiction #lucifer tv #hunger games #twilight #the hobbit #lotr x reader #lotr fandom #middle earth #top gun maverick #top gun imagine #top gun fanfiction #bayverse tmnt #marvel #marvel x reader #marauders #httyd #across the spiderverse #descendents #atsv

[phefics]

𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐞. ophelia. early twenties. she/they. multi-fandom. horror enthusiast, cozy gamer, swiftie & daughter of cain. here to indulge in my slutty fictional fantasies.

𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬. do not copy or repost my fics, or feed them to ai. do not follow me if you are under 18. only send requests when i am accepting them & respect my boundaries. read my rules before sending. most importantly: be nice!!

𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 | 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬 | 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬: 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 (𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐰)

𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐬. (𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐬)

baldur's gate 3. astarion; karlach; shadowheart

criminal minds. aaron hotchner; derek morgan; emily prentiss; jennifer jareau; penelope garcia; spencer reid

death note. l lawliet; light yagami; misa amane

fear street trilogy. cindy berman; deena johnson; kate schmidt; samantha fraser; simon kalivoda; ziggy berman.

five nights at freddy's. mike schmidt; steve raglan/william afton.

grey's anatomy. addison montgomery; cristina yang; george o'malley; meredith grey.

grishaverse. alina starkov. inej ghafa. jesper fahey. kaz brekker. nina zenik.

harry potter. blaise zabini; cedric diggory; draco malfoy; fred weasley; george weasley; harry potter; hermione granger; ginny weasley; luna lovegood; nymphadora tonks; theodore nott.

miscellaneous. dean winchester (supernatural); kurt kunkle (spree); luke castellan (percy jackson); riff (west side story). roman roy (succession). ryan (thanksgiving 2023). stiles stilinski (teen wolf). sweeney todd (sweeney todd).

saltburn. felix catton; oliver quick

scream. billy loomis; sidney prescott; stu macher

spider-verse. hobie brown; miguel o'hara; peter parker (tasm)

stardew valley. abigail; alex; haley; harvey; leah; maru; penny; sam; sebastian.

stranger things. chrissy cunningham; eddie munson; jim hopper; nancy wheeler; robin buckley; steve harrington.

the hunger games. coriolanus snow; finnick odair; gale hawthorne; haymitch abernathy; johanna mason; katniss everdeen; lucy gray baird; peeta mellark; sejanus plinth; tigris snow.

𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬.

yes. afab!reader. aus. biting. bondage. choking. degradation. edging. fem!reader. fluff. foot fetish. gender-neutral!reader. hickies. overstimulation. praise. scratching. sex toys. smut. spanking. threesomes. tickling.

maybe. amab!reader. angst. blood-play. “daddy” as a title. dub-con. knife-play. male!reader. parenthood. pregnancy. specific aesthetic for reader. watersports.

no. age-play (sexual or non-sexual). cheating. eating disorders. f!receiving anal. gun-play. incest/step-cest. pedophilia. rape/non-con. scat. vomit.

#ophelia's pinned #blog nav #slasher fic #x reader fic #reader inserts #fic writer

[castielli]

How to request:

Send your request featuring the character you want, the plot (+ANGST, FLUFF…) and anything I need to know about the reader.

MASTERLISTS:

MOVIES/TV SHOWS

KDRAMA/KPOP

OCs PROFILE:

@nathan-ocs

Fandoms I write for under the cut!

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NCIS

Timothy McGee

Jimmy Palmer

Nicholas Torres

CRIMINAL MINDS

Spencer Reid

Penelope Garcia (platonic🫶)

Luke Alvez

CALL OF DUTY (MW/WWII)

John Price

Soap MacTavish

Ghost Riley

Gaz Garrick

Alex Keller

Alejandro Vargas

Phillip Graves

Vladimir Makarov

Rudy Parra

Red Daniels

William Pierson

Joseph Turner

Robert Zussman

Frank Aiello

Drew Stiles

SHAMELESS

Ian Gallagher

Carl Gallagher

Lip Gallagher

Mickey Milkovich

Kevin Ball

THE WALKING DEAD (+TELLTALE GAME)

Rick Grimes

Daryl Dixon

Glenn Rhee

Negan Smith

Shane Walsh

Lee Everett

Kenny

Doug

Mark

STRANGER THINGS

Steve Harrington

Billy Hargrove

Robin Buckley (platonic)

Eddie Munson

Jim Hopper

Jonathan Byers

Peter/001

Jason Carver

Dimitri

THE UMBRELLA ACADEMY (I still need to finish the last season😊)

Viktor Hargreeves

Klaus Hargreeves

Diego Hargreeves

Number Five

Luther Hargreeves

Ben Hargreeves

SUPERNATURAL

Dean Winchester

Sam Winchester

Castiel

Crowley

Bobby (platonic)

Chuck

NOW YOU SEE ME

Jack Wilder

J. Daniel Atlas

Merritt McKinney

Dylan Rhodes

Chase McKinney

MARVEL (Avengers/X-men)

Wanda Maximoff

Tony Stark

Bruce Banner

Thor Odinson

Loki Laufeyson

Steve Rogers

Stephen Strange

Peter Parker (Tom/Andrew/Tobey)

Clint Barton

Deadpool

Bucky Barnes

Sam Wilson

Peter Quill

Quentin Beck/Mysterio

Eddie Brock/Venom

Druig

Ikaris

Charles Xavier

Erik Lehnsherr

Peter Maximoff

Wolverine

Scott Summers

Hank McCoy

Bobby Drake

Alex Summers

Phil Coulson

Marc Spector/Steven Grant/Jake Lockey

Scott Lang

Pietro Maximoff

Mobius M. Mobius

Matt Murdock

Shang-chi

STAR WARS

Anakin Skywalker

Luke Skywalker

Obi-Wan Kenobi

Kylo Ren

Poe Dameron

Finn

TEEN WOLF

Stiles Stilinski

Scott McCall

Derek Hale

Isaac Lahey

Jackson Whittemore

Peter Hale

Theo Raeken

Liam Dunbar

Jordan Parrish

Mason Hewitt

Danny Mahealani

Aiden Steiner

Ethan Steiner

Corey Bryant

THE BOYS IN THE BAND

Bernard

Harold

Hank

Donald

Cowboy

Alan McCarthy

Michael

Larry

Emory

WHITE COLLAR

Neal Caffrey

Peter Burke

Mozzie (platonic)

Clinton Jones

DIVERGENT

Peter

Caleb Prior

Four

HARRY POTTER

Neville Longbottom

Sirius Black

Cedric Diggory

Seamus Finnigan

Viktor Krum

Remus Lupin

Draco Malfoy

Tom Riddle

Charlie Weasley

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Percy Weasley

Ron Weasley

Oliver Wood

FANTASTIC BEASTS AND WHERE TO FIND THEM

Gellert Grindelwald (Mads Mikkelsen)

Newt Scamander

Credence Barebone

Theseus Scamander

Albus Dumbledore (Jude Law)

HUNGER GAMES

Peeta Mellark

Coriolanus Snow

Sejanus Plinth

MAZE RUNNER

Newt

Thomas

Gally

Minho

911 (and LONE STAR)

Evan Buckley (Buck)

Howie Han (Chimney)

Bobby Nash

Eddie Diaz

TK Strand

Carlos Reyes

Paul Strickland

Owen Strand

Jud Ryder

Mateo Chavez

RIVERDALE

Jughead Jones

FP Jones

Archie Andrews

Hiram Lodge

Sweet Pea

Fangs

Kevin Keller

Reggie Mantle

Chic

Moose Mason

BROOKLYN99

Jake Peralta

Terry Jeffords

All the others (platonic only)

CHRISTIAN BALE

Patrick Bateman (American Psycho)

Bruce Wayne (Batman)

PEDRO PASCAL

Joel Miller (TLOU)

Din Djarin (The Mandalorian)

Javi Gutierrez (The Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent)

Javier Peña (Narcos)

Oberyn Martell (Game of Thrones)

Agent Whiskey (Kingsman)

Silva (Strange Way of Life)

Francisco Morales (Triple Frontier)

Marcus Moreno (We Can Be Heroes)

Dieter Bravo (The Bubble)

DETROIT BECOME HUMAN

Connor

RK900

Hank

Markus

Luther

Simon

Gavin

Josh

BARBIE

Ken (Ryan)

Ken (Simu)

Allan

SHERLOCK

Sherlock Holmes

John Watson

Jim Moriarty

Mycroft Holmes

FNAF (movie)

Mike Schmidt

Steve Raglan

SUITS

Harvey Specter

Mike Ross

LA CASA DE PAPEL

El Profesor

Berlín

Palermo

Denver

Río

I WON’T WRITE:

-Smut (for anyone)

-R*pe

-Female readers/GN readers

-Suic*de

-inc*st

-Crossdressing

-Romantic/Suggestive stories for underage characters (only platonic, basically)

If the character you wanted to request is not on the list, you can try and ask me anyways.

#x male reader #shadowhunters x male reader #Harry Potter x male reader #maze runner x male reader #fantastic beasts and where to find them x male reader #divergent x male reader #jumanji x male reader #white collar x male reader #Shazam x male reader #it x male reader #train to Busan x male reader #squid game x male reader #move to heaven x male reader #marvel x male reader #avengers x male reader #supernatural x male reader #shameless x male reader #criminal minds x male reader #NCIS x male reader #Wednesday x male reader #riverdale x male reader #Pedro pascal x male reader #patrick bateman x male reader #Brooklyn nine nine x male reader #Barbie x male reader #Detroit become human x male reader #male reader #la casa de papel x male reader #suits x male reader

[rewritethisstxry]

Hello and welcome to my mixed mosh little corner of tumblr. Here I write for a variety of fandoms and characters. Primarily will be featuring drabbles with the occasional longer piece. Headcanons will feature from time to time.

At the time I do NOT consent for my work to be translated or posted anywhere else.

Below you will find some more information on who and what I write.

MINORS DNI. Due to the nature of potential content, only 18 and older are allowed.

Characters || Rules || Masterlist || Slasher/horror writing blog : @slxsherwriter

What I will write:

Angst

Fluff

Smut

Platonic relationships

Alpha/Omega dynamics

What I won’t write:

Snuff

Rape, rape play, non con

Underage

Inc*st

Real person fic

Marvel: Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Alexei Shostakov, Peter Parker, Victor Creed, Deacon Frost, Peter Quinn, Frank Castle, Matt Murdock, Foggy Nelson, Bruce Banner, Brock Rumlow, Nathan Summers, Eddie Brock, Cletus Kasady, Otto Octavius

DC Universe: Bruce Wayne, Harvey Bullock, Jim Gordon, Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Jonathan Crane, Clark Kent, Arthur Curry

Stranger Things: James Hopper, Steve Harrington, Jonathan Byers

Stargate Atlantis: Rodney McKay, John Sheppard, Ronan Dex, Carson Beckett

Sons of Anarchy: Jackson “Jax” Teller, Harry “Opie” Winston, Filip “Chibs” Telford, Juan Carlos “Juice” Ortiz, Lincoln Potter, Galen O'Shay

The Walking Dead: Rick Grimes, Shane Walsh, Negan Smith

What We Do in the Shadows: Nandor the Relentless, Guillermo de la Cruz, Laszlo Cravensworth

Resident Evil: Karl Heisenberg, Albert Wesker, Chris Redfield

Ted Lasso: Ted Lasso, Coach Beard, Jamie Tartt, Roy Kent

Good Omens: Gabriel, Aziraphale, Crowley

Video Games: Connor RK800, CaptainJonathan Price, Simon Ghost Riley, Sniper

Movies: Finn Brody (Godzilla), Raleigh Becket (Pacific Rim), Terry Malone (Black and Blue), Abe Guevara (Point Blank), Bobby O’Neill (The Hitman’s Wife’s Bodyguard), Guy Clifton (The Crash), Roy Pulver (Boss Level), Sloan (Into the Ashes) Braxton Wolff (The Accountant), Ethan Sawyer (Those Who Wish Me Dead), Bradley James (Grudge Match), Sam Rossi (Sweet Virginia), Mr. McCarthy (Me, Earl, and the Dying Girl), Grady Travis (Fury), Griff (Baby Driver), Adam Frawley (The Town), Buddy (Baby Driver), Clyde Brenek (The Posession), Patrick Sullivan (The Accidental Husband), Harvey Russell (Rampage), Jude Fisher (Peace, Love, and Misunderstanding), Luke Vaughn (Heist), Franklin Clay (The Losers), Max (The Resident), Nicomund the Red/Santa Claus (Violent Night), Doug Dennison (Sleepless), Frank Masters (The Equalizer), Hellboy (2019), Alex Baldr (Max Payne), Matt Graver (Sicario), Douglas Hunsiker (The Rise of the Planet of the Apes), Steve Emmett (Boa vs Python), Joe Braven (Braven), Lee Christmas (The Expendables), Deckard Shaw (Fast & Furious)

Musicals: Jack Kelly (Newsies), Dewey Finn (School of Rock), Hades (Hadestown)

Tv shows: Ike Evans (Magic City), Jason Crouse (The Good Wife), John Winchester (Supernatural), Mason Baldwin (Elementary), Colton Fisk (The Equalizer), Kevin Tidwell (Life), Declan Murphy (Law & Order: SVU), Eugene McGillicutty (Royal Pains), Chuck Martin (ER), Dickie Flood (Th Practice), Malcolm Bright (Prodigal Son)

Tolkien: Boromir, Faramir, Eomer

#fandom imagines #fandom writing #dc comics #marvel #sons of anarchy #lord of the rings #what we do in the shadows #pacific rim #resident evil #Ted lasso #walking dead #stranger things #good omens #obscure characters #obscure writings

[wroteclassicaly]

Below, you will find my complete Cody Fern Characters masterlist! It includes prompts, drabbles, series, one-shots, concepts, headcanons, and MORE! The character of Michael Langdon will have an individual masterlist, the rest will be listed below, and as they are written!

* Copyright @wroteclassicaly - Do NOT redistribute, post to another platform, translate, or plagiarize my work (this includes AI) — under any circumstances! Reblogs, comments/feedback are ALWAYS appreciated! *

AHS Masterlist

My library blog

Main Masterlist

Key:

❤️‍🔥 = smut

💔 = angst, depression, & anger

💝 = fluff & comfort

Series titles are in bold red

Appropriate warnings and tags will ALWAYS be added!

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Michael Langdon Masterlist

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Andy Dolan:

Andy Dolan x Fem!Reader - Angst Prompt #1 💔

Andy Dolan x Fem!Reader - Angst Prompt #2 💔

Andy Dolan x Fem!Reader - Angst Prompt #3 💔❤️‍🔥

Andy Dolan - Headcanons w/ Virgin!Reader ❤️‍🔥

Waves of Blue - ❤️‍🔥💔💝

Jim Mason:

Rocking Into It ❤️‍🔥

Motion - (Jim Mason x Plus sized Fem!Reader Series )

Chapter One Teaser 💝

Future Teaser ❤️‍🔥💔💝

Secondary Future Teaser ❤️‍🔥

Duncan Shepherd:

Duncan taking care of you when you’re sick - (Headcanon)💝

Soft sex with Duncan - (Headcanon) 💝❤️‍🔥

Valiant Thor:

Valiant Thor x Fem!Reader - ❤️‍🔥

Stan Vogel:

My Cabin - ❤️‍🔥

Xavier Plympton:

Ride - ❤️‍🔥

Dibs - (Xavier Plympton x Plus sized Fem!Reader Series)

Chapter One

Crossovers:

Listen to That - (Duncan Shepherd x Michael Langdon x Fem!Reader) ❤️‍🔥

When the Tide Meets the Shore - (Andy Dolan x Jim Mason x Fem!Reader Series) 💔💝❤️‍🔥

Series Teaser - ❤️‍🔥💔

Thomas Browne:

coming SOON

#my writing #kristenwrites #my work #michael langdon #duncan shepherd #jim mason #andy dolan #xavier plympton #valiant thor #stan vogel #ahs #ahsfx #american horror story #ahs8 #ahs 10 #ahs: apocalypse #american horror stories #ahs: 1984 #michael langdon fanfiction #michael langdon fic #michael langdon x reader #michael langdon x you #xavier plympton x reader #jim mason x reader #andy dolan x reader #duncan shepherd x reader #ahs fanfiction #ahs fic #ahs apocalypse fanfiction

[serafae]

𝐁 𝐄 𝐅 𝐎 𝐑 𝐄 𝐘 𝐎 𝐔 𝐅 𝐎 𝐋 𝐋 𝐎 𝐖 —

• this blog contains nsfw content intended for mature audiences only. do not read or interact if you are a minor and/or do not have your age somewhere on your blog. for my own safety, ageless blogs and anyone under the age of eighteen will be blocked.

• i mostly write for myself, so my works tend to feature a female reader. that being said, any requests i receive will be written with gender neutral language. the appearance of my reader inserts are never described in an attempt to be as inclusive as possible. everyone should be able to enjoy and see themselves in fanfiction!

• please be sure to read the entirety of this post if you are interested in sending a request. i will cover fandoms, what i do and don't write, and any requirements for sending a request.

𝐅 𝐀 𝐍 𝐃 𝐎 𝐌 𝐒 𝐈 𝐖 𝐑 𝐈 𝐓 𝐄 𝐅 𝐎 𝐑 —

• harry potter: bill weasley, draco malfoy, luna lovegood, neville longbottom, remus lupin, ron weasley, sirius black.

• the hunger games: finnick odair, haymitch abernathy, johanna mason, peeta mellark.

• john wick: caine, john wick.

• marvel cinematic universe: bucky barnes, kate bishop, loki laufeyson, peter parker, steve rogers, vision, wanda maximoff, yelena belova.

• star wars: ahsoka tano, anakin skywalker, bo-katan kryze, cal kestis, cassian andor, din djarin, fennec shand, finn, obi-wan kenobi, poe dameron, rey.

• stranger things: eddie munson, jim hopper, robin buckley, steve harrington.

𝐖 𝐇 𝐀 𝐓 𝐈 𝐖 𝐈 𝐋 𝐋 𝐖 𝐑 𝐈 𝐓 𝐄 —

• headcanons & drabbles: i will write headcanons for up to three characters per request and drabbles for a single character. everyone defines a drabble differently, so for me it's a short fic of somewhere between 400-700 words.

• reader inserts: i only write reader insert/character relationships. as stated previously, in an effort to be as inclusive as possible they will be written as gender neutral and as plus size and poc friendly.

• pairings: i will happily write a request that pairs the reader up with both male and female characters. i am also open to writing poly pairings, though only for certain characters (ex. wanda/reader/vision).

• genres: angst, fluff, and smut.

𝐖 𝐇 𝐀 𝐓 𝐈 𝐖 𝐎 𝐍 ' 𝐓 𝐖 𝐑 𝐈 𝐓 𝐄 —

• canon/canon: i do not write ship fics. i just don't enjoy it!

• some reader inserts: at this time i do not write male, trans, or asexual reader inserts as i don't feel confident in my ability to do so.

• blacklisted topics: these include abo, abortion/miscarriages, age play/regression, abuse (mental/physical/sexual), bdsm, bestiality, dub-con/non-con, eating disorders, incest, pedophilia, self-harm, suicide, yandere, and any fetishes involving bodily fluids/excretions.

[slashyourheart]

a writing blog by noire 🖤 guidelines + characters i write for under the cut.

any pronouns + 18 + matchups & requests open.

🦷 HORROR CHARACTERS ー

i'm just getting into the horror scene, so this list will be added to the more i watch and play.

MOVIES & TV

kurt kunkle (spree)

amanda young (saw)

lawrence gordon (saw)

adam faulkner-stanheight (saw)

patrick bateman (american psycho)

billy loomis (scream)

stu macher (scream)

pennywise (IT movies)

losers club members grown up (IT movies)

steve harrington (stranger things)

eddie munson (stranger things)

jonathan byers (stranger things)

robin buckley (stranger things)

jim hopper (stranger things)

joyce byers (stranger things)

001 (stranger things)

ellen ripley (alien)

VIDEO GAMES

ethan winters (resident evil)

leon kennedy (resident evil)

claire redfield (resident evil)

any of the dimitrescus (resident evil)

karl heisenberg (resident evil)

harry mason (silent hill)

james sunderland (silent hill)

lisa garland (silent hill)

pyramid head (silent hill)

ji-woon hak (dead by daylight)

jake park (dead by daylight)

danny johnson (dead by daylight)

🦷 NOT HORROR BUT I STILL WRITE FOR THEM ー

anakin skywalker (star wars)

the riddler (batman 2022)

bruce wayne (batman 2022)

arthur fleck (joker 2019)

peter parker (the amazing spider-man)

harry osborn (the amazing spider-man)

sephiroth (final fantasy 7)

cloud strife (final fantasy 7)

tifa lockhart (final fantasy 7)

zack fair (final fantasy 7)

aerith gainsborough (final fantasy 7)

arthur morgan (red dead redemption 2)

kieran duffy (red dead redemption 2)

sadie adler (red dead redemption 2)

707 (mystic messenger)

🦷 REQUESTS ー

⚰️ please don't request more than 5 characters in one ask.

⚰️ when requesting multiple characters they can be from different medias, like resident evil mixed with stranger things.

⚰️ try to keep it the same theme, so like cuddling with x and y. not cuddling with x and dates with y.

🦷 MATCHUPS ー

⚰️ for those who don't know, a matchup is sending an ask with some info about yourself and i'll match you with a character who i think you're compatible with. anyone can send one!

⚰️ include your sexuality and fandoms you want so i know which characters to match you with! an age is appreciated too, so minors and adults can be matched with characters their age. i match with characters outside of my writing list too.

⚰️ you can put your hobbies, personality traits, and characters you DON'T want so i don't accidentally put you with someone you hate. don't put your crush though - i wanna give you an unbiased match.

🦷 WHAT I'LL WRITE ー

⚰️ character x reader fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, smut

⚰️ aus, can be soulmate aus or fix its or whatever

⚰️ lgbt content (though i'm not limited to just lgbt stuff to be crystal clear)

⚰️ poly relationships

⚰️ for kinks i'm open to almost anything as long as it's not in the don'ts section.

🦷 WHAT I WON'T WRITE ー

⚰️ nonconsensual smut, unsanitary smut (like pee kinks), ddlg, ageplay, raceplay

⚰️ characterxcharacter (unless, for example, it's something like steddie x reader)

⚰️ romance between family members or kids and adults, or a teacher with a student

⚰️ abuse/cheating portrayed positively (i can absolutely write recovering from a relationship like that). i likely won't write about a reader who harms themselves at all

happy requesting!

#noire's pinned

[syntheticfoxfire]

TV Masterlist

This Ends Now | Cordelia Goode | [fluff | 1.7k]

Long Day | Cordelia Goode | [fluff | 1.3k]

Drabbles: #1 | #2 [m] | #3

Of Souls And Mirrors | Sally McKenna | [smut | 2.3k]

Drabbles: #1 | #2

AHS Apocalypse Masterlist

Touch | Bedelia Du Maurier | [angst, fluff | 1.6k]

Beyond The Wall of Dreams | Dr. Strange | [angst, horror | 2.6k]

Under The Moon | Caius Volturi | [angst]

Malfunction [pt.1] | Aro Volturi | [angst]

Maintenance [pt.2] | Aro Volturi | [fluff]

Drabbles: #1 | #2 | #3

Coming Home | Dana Scully | [angst, fluff | 1.7k]

[AHS: Murder House] Violet Harmon x F!Reader HCs

[AHS: Cult] Ally Mayfair-Richards x Wolf Shifter!Reader drabble

[The Tribes of Palos Verdes] Jim Mason drabble

#tv shows masterlist #masterlist

[emmyrosee]

Jim Mason

EVERYTHING I SAY SOUNDS WEIRD AND WRONG

fanfics

Can’t Sleep (Fluff)

Baby Boy (Fluff)

Beauty Is Pain (Fluff)

Playful (Fluff)

Love Regardless (Fluff)

Night Terrors (Angst)

Sober Up (Fluff)

drabbles

Pick Him Up

  When He Falls

Stood Up

Accidental Proposal

Solve My Problems

Being Playful

Craving Comfort

NSFW Content. Reader Discretion Advised. Minors DNI

Sweets.

The Jim Mason Experience. 

#jim mason #jim mason x reader #jim mason imagine #jim mason the tribes of palos verdes #the tribes of palos verdes #emmy's masterlist

[taehyungsgrowl]

" You could call me babe for the weekend" with Jim plsss (maybe dark! Jim?) -drunk anon

omg 😳this one w dark!jim... ahh!

thank you so much for the request! ily!

--

when y/n returned to palos verdes to visit her mother, being dragged out to bonfire by one of her old friends wasn't part of the plan. in fact, she hoped she could make it in and out of palos verdes without anyone knowing. without him knowing.

she wasn't the type of girl who obsessively kept tabs on her ex-boyfriends, but it was different with jim. or at least that's what she told herself when she found herself scrolling deep into different instagram profiles where he'd been tagged on.

y/n felt guilty when she left palos verdes - when she left him. she knew how much he was struggling, but she couldn't stay. she tried to keep in touch, but he was so angry with her then.

that was how she justified keeping those "tabs" on him. she just wanted to see if he was okay from afar.

but a lot of time had passed since then and all she could hope for was for the weekend to pass quickly so she could go back to her own home.

-

the night was warm and it was surprising to her how easy it was for things to feel at ease once she was on the beach with the people who grew up with.

she felt a heavy gaze on her as she brought her bottle of beer to her lips. he watched her with a growing smirk as her lips wrapped around the top.

jim could recognize her anywhere - no matter how much time had passed.

she met his eyes and felt the world hold still.

her ears were pounding and her heart racing as he approached her. would he still be angry with her?

jim looked different than the last time she'd seen him. his face was more rugged and his brown hair had gotten a little longer, his curls framing his face, but looking into his eyes was as if no time had passed. even in the dim moonlight, they were pale blue comfort with too much unspoken sadness.

"didn't expect to see you here - or ever," he raised his brows as she stood up.

"jim..." she didn't know what to do with her hands. a hug didn't feel like the right thing, especially with so many eyes on them.

jim chuckled at her discomfort and rolled his eyes. "relax, y/n, i'm messing with you." his eyes scanned her body, lips twitching into a smirk, "you look good,"

y/n didn't know if was the wave of nostalgia crashing like the waves on the shore or if feelings for jim never truly went away.

he invited her for a walk on the beach and felt engulfed in his warmth. their hands brushed past each other and she secretly hoped he'd take hers in his.

"how long are you in town for?" he kicked at a rock, watching it fly towards the water.

"i leave monday," out of the corner of her eye she saw jim grimace.

he grabbed her wrist and stopped walking, turning her towards him. she let out a gasp at the suddenty of it all. his eyes danced across her face, fleeting from her eyes to her lips, slowly inching closer.

"jim," she choked out before he could kiss her.

"i cant... we cant go down this road again." she bit her lip, almost tasting the taste of his lips. as much as she wanted to - they couldn't open that door again. she had a life far from california; she wasn't there to disrupt his again.

he pressed his forehead to hers, chuckling softly with his eyes closed for a moment. "relax, y/n," he told her for a second time that night.

"i'm not asking you to marry me," he shrugged easily. the back of his hand gently caressed her face. he smiled watching her lean into his touch. he knew he'd lost his chance with her long ago. before she even moved out of p.v - he made mistake after mistake -- but he was young and stupid then.

but seeing her back...having her so close again - he didn't care if he only had her for a moment's time. he didn't care about feeling empty once she left - he didn't dare think that far ahead.

"just..." he let the silence hang heavily between them as he searched for the words. his lips ghosted over hers, making her breath hitch in her throat. "call me babe for the weekend," he smiled against her lips. "just like old times... just for one more night..."

his eyes widen in surprise when she grabbed the back of his head and closed the gap between their lips, crashing his to hers and kissed him with the passion of finding a missing part of her.

as soon as he kissed her all the what-ifs and lingering questions disappeared.

he held her face in both his hands and kissed her like he should have before she left.

--

i hope you like it babie and i hope it makes sense sfkjs

i'm trying to keep my taylor swift prompts short since i got a bit of them left to do i wanna try to get to them all!

taylor swift inspired prompts

#bye this isnt my fav but i hope u like it #jim mason #i ddnt do dark jim but more of emo sad boy jim #jim mason x reader #jim mason angst #jim mason fluff #ttopv #the tribes of palos verdes #cody fern #drunk anon

[langdxn]

i have always been a storm | jim mason x reader

SUMMARY: Jim Mason’s idyllic PV life is falling apart. Can anybody save him before it’s too late?

WARNINGS: Drug use, death and all the angst you can expect from a troubled Jim.

WORDS: 2.2k -- sorry!

A/N: I know, right? It’s been a month and the first thing that brings me back is the most depressing Jim content I could muster... I was stuck in a Fleetwood Mac binge and Storms just fit Jim so well, I couldn’t resist.

The PV waves gently lapped at Jim’s toes, but their sensation had long since numbed.

His hard, impenetrable stare into the grey horizon could not notice the flocks of birds fleeing the coast, the waves beneath them gathering momentum as a storm brewed. His clenched jaw fiercely gritting his teeth together, a dull ache roaring in his gums which he simply could not process.

“I don’t want you seeing her anymore,” Sandy wailed at the top of her voice, emphatic arms flailing about her as she stormed around the house, expertly swooping between cardboard boxes and dismantled furniture littering the corridors. “We’re leaving next week, there’s no point keeping a girlfriend here.”

“But mom—“ he defended himself weakly, halting her reckless motion as she turned to face him.

“No buts, Jim Mason,” she spat, reaching to run her fingers through his golden locks and gazing into his eyes, raw with pain, brimming with tears, igniting with fury. “We’ll have to change that name too, have a think and we’ll decide on something else.”

His mother disappeared around the next corner in a blur of fuzzy cotton and brunette locks, leaving Jim to the terrifying kaleidoscope of his own emotions.

The crashing shore fell on deaf ears. So too did the approach of a dull roar of music, carrying on the gathering gusts that swirled across the beach. So too did the swoosh of sifting sand underfoot as someone neared his side.

“Thought I’d find you here,” you called out cheerfully as you arrived at his spot, slumping to the sand and taking a seat beside your boyfriend. “What’s up, babe?”

Your cacophony of syllables and musical notes nuzzled gently into his stupor, but not enough to encourage a response. His steely glance refused to falter.

Every night that goes between

Resting your speaker in your jacket pocket, your music penetrated his bubble and averted his vision down to the sand.

“Jim? What’s happened?”

I feel a little less

He sniffled softly, wiping long since dried tears with the sleeve of his wetsuit.

“I have to leave,” he muttered under his breath, a flimsy conviction behind his words suggesting he wished they weren’t rolling from his tongue in the first place. You slapped your thighs crossed beneath you to prepare to stand.

As you slowly go away from me

“Sure, I’ll walk you home—“

“You don’t understand,” Jim snapped, a curt hand waving in the tense air between you. “Mom’s moving us away.”

This is only another test

“Really?” Your calm tone unnerved Jim almost as much as his own predicament. “Well I’m sure however far you go, I can always come and see you—“

“Montana,” he scoffed through rage-curled lips. “She’s moving us to Montana.”

Every day you do not come

“Oh.”

No shaky delivery, no sinking shoulders as you realised the gravity of the situation, you remained peaceful as you meandered around your thought process.

“How long?”

Your softness fades away

“Next week,” Jim huffed before another wave of tears burst its banks, searing down his weary cheeks.

Your gaze joined his on the horizon ahead of you, the greying ocean reaching out to touch the darkening sky as they mimicked each other, cloaking themselves in the raging storm that beckoned beyond.

Did I ever really care that much?

“Do you want to go?”

Jim’s tumbling curls shook frantically in reply.

Is there anything left to say?

“Then let’s run away together instead,” you suggested without a glance in your boyfriend’s direction, fearing the moment you broke your stare with the sea, your own tears would swell too.

“Wh... where?”

Every hour of fear I spend

“We could go to DC,” you chuckled, shrugging softly at your knowingly absurd suggestion. “We could become politicians.”

My body tries to cry

Jim’s hand idly rinsed through the sand beneath his knees — his grip on every last grain symbolic of his control of his own destiny, his own path, his own future. Slipping through his fingers with every tumbling grain.

Living through each empty night

“I hear Minnesota’s nice this time of year?”

A soft, dismissive snort responded.

A deadly call inside

“Then let’s move up to the desert, live underground in a nuclear bunker and pretend the rest of the world doesn’t exist. How about that?”

Jim blinked hard, as if your proposition registered a familiar sensation in his mind. Hiding out seemed a preferable alternative.

I haven't felt this way I feel

You reached out an arm to link with his, scooting across the sand to lean into Jim as you continued your shared gaze beyond.

Since many a year ago

“I’ll always be happy wherever we go as long as I’m with you, Jim Mason—“

“Don’t call me that,” Jim snapped, a shiver pulsing through his body as his mother’s words resonated with him. “My name’s not Mason, not anymore.”

But in those years and the lifetimes past

“Good start,” you smiled warmly, politely assuming his sparky reaction was a stage of his distancing from his current life and into a new one together. “What should I call you now? Just Jim? Jungle Jim? The artist formerly known as Jim Mason?”

For the first time since you spotted him on the beach, Jim smiled. The curl of his lips cinched his bronzed cheeks so beautifully that even out of the corner of your eye, his smirk lit up the stormy sky.

I did not deal with the road

“I’ll... I’ll think of something,” Jim sighed, finally wrapping his fingers over yours draped over his elbow. His rough fingertips were cold, abandoned by the rush of blood to his face through his trauma.

Dipping your head to plant a soft kiss to his knuckles, you inhaled deeply against his skin. Jim always smelled like the ocean, a swathe of sharp seaweed scent bloomed in your senses as the curt tang of seasalt stung at your lips, the sensation you treasured so highly as a surfer’s girlfriend.

And I did not deal with you I know

“Wanna hit?”

You looked up to find Jim now gazing at you, his blue eyes enrobed with strained red veins. In his free hand, he held a small baggy, white powder collecting in the corners like a barnacle, a fungus, a cancer.

Though the love has always been

“Jim... what the fuck—“

“Don’t, please... please don’t lecture me like my mom,” he quickly interrupted your building objection. “I just really need this.”

The despair in his eyes as he looked to you for support spoke the truth in his words. Jim needed a fix, a release from his anguish, and he knew no better alternative.

So I search to find an answer there

“I’m not... I’m not trying to lecture you,” you retorted sharply, yanking your arm from his clutch. “If you touch that stuff again, you’ll die.”

“That’s what you all think,” he pouted, tearing the baggy open in one fell swoop, gazing longingly at its contents as if they held all the answers to happiness and life itself. “I just need this release right now.”

So I can truly win

Craning back in disbelief, you scowled at your boyfriend; the same fear lacing your pupils as the day you visited him in hospital after his last ‘release.’ You jolted to your feet, stepping away from his side.

Every hour of fear I spend

“Did you fucking hear me? You touch that shit again and you could die right here on this beach, Jim Mason—“

“I told you not to call me that,” Jim spat, fury curling his lips as he stumbled weakly to his feet.

My body tries to cry

“Is that all you can think about right now, your goddamn name? I’m not having my boyfriend wash up on this shore like a plastic bag and end up inside a body bag, you hear me?”

“You don’t know what’s going on in my mind, up here,” Jim tapped demonstrably at his forehead, vicious raised veins coursing across his temples as the white baggy slapped his furrowed brows. “It’s a storm in here. It’s always a fucking storm.”

Living through each empty night

“Then let me help you,” you half-shouted,  stepping forward tentatively with arms outstretched toward him. “You don’t have to go through this alone.”

“I’m always alone,” Jim wailed, cradling his head in both hands and his eyes clenched shut in a vain attempt to hold back tears. “Even Medina’s got that dick now — Adam or whatever the fuck his name is.”

A deadly call inside

“I’ve lost everything that ever mattered to me,” Jim continued. “My family, my home, even my girlfriend hates me.”

“What?!” You almost shrieked, frowning so hard a muscle tinged in your forehead. “When did I say I hate you?”

So I try to say goodbye my friend

“You won’t even let me touch a tiny bit of coke, just to help me get through all this,” Jim barked. His seething tone reminded you of his mother, every word a loaded sentiment to test your reaction.

“I’m trying to help you get through this, Jim. Please.”

I’d like to leave you with something more

Jim’s volume crept louder and louder with every expletive, causing you to glance around you in case someone was watching you. The outline of someone sunbathing in the distance behind you was all you found.

As your gaze returned, Jim had already emptied the contents of the baggy onto the back of his hand, running trembling fingers through the soft powder to create haphazard lines on the tracks between his muscles.

“Jim, no!” You screamed, grabbing his hand and vigorously shaking it in yours, ignoring his wailing protests and flailing arms as he watched the powder float on the breeze. “I can’t let you, I can’t let you do—“

Your thoughts halted mid-sentence as realisation hit you.

But never ever been a blue calm sea

“Someone’s sunbathing?” You questioned aloud, eyes darting up to the charcoal clouds above you, blinking harshly through the light droplets of rain splattering on your face. “There’s no sun…”

Gripping Jim’s shaking hand, you spun on your heels and looked back at the outline you saw across the shore. A person laid out on the beach, too far away to tell which way they were facing.

“What the fuck are you—“

“Jim, we have to go.”

You tugged on his hand and pulled him alongside you as you ran toward the shape, breaths laboured with every panicking stride.

I have always been a storm

The closer you came to the outline, you realised the mound of brown hair signalled the person was facing down into the sand. Breaking into a sprint, you let go of Jim’s hand as he ran beside you.

Always been a storm

“Help, please, somebody help!” Your screams echoed across the bay, calling out to the surfer vans and lifeguard hut on the cliffs.

Oh, always been a storm

Tumbling to your knees at their side, you pressed your palms to the man’s back to shake him.

“Sir—sir, are you okay?” Your trembling tone pierced across the bay as Jim arrived at your side. “He’s not breathing, we need to turn him over.”

I have always been a storm

Kneeling next to you, Jim fixed on the man’s hair. Tousled mousy brown curls just like his own, sun bleached just like his own, battered by relentless salt water just like this own.

We were frail

He fell back in despair, crawling away on his hands as tears poured down his cheeks.

“Jim, please help me—“

She said "every night he will break your heart"

Tugging frantically at his wet shirt, you grunted as you heaved the man onto his back and brushed the hair from his face. Speckled with sand, his jaw drooped and his eyes lay fixed open, pupils blown wide. Spotting his sallow, wrinkled cheeks and a congealed white powder at his nostrils, your breath hitched in your throat.

I should've known from the first

“Is... is he dead?” Jim stammered as he stepped forward to look over your shoulder.

Your eyes dropped to the sand beneath you, straining to your feet to step back as an official-looking woman raced across the beach to attend to the scene.

I’d be the broken-hearted

“He’s dead?!” Jim wailed, rinsing his face in his hands. You turned to cradle him into the crook of your neck, his heartfelt sobs soaking into your shoulder as the woman plucked a radio from her pocket and called out for assistance.

“That could have…. he could have been me.”

“It’s okay, Jim, I’ve got you.”

“I’m sorry, baby, I’m so sorry,” he cried helplessly, hooking trembling arms around your waist. “I’ll never touch it again, I promise, never again.”

But I loved you from the start

“I know,” you soothed, running your hands over the rain-dripped neoprene expanse of his wetsuit. “Let’s get you home.”

“Wh...” he trailed off as he calmed his hysterics, tumbling onto you for support. “Where’s home?”

Not all the prayers in the world could save us

You smoothed his now-drooping curls with a reassuring hand, blinking aside your own streaming tears.

“Home is wherever you are, Jim.”

#jim mason x reader #jim mason x reader angst #jim mason #jim mason fanfiction #jim mason angst #jim mason x you #cody fern #cody fern fanfiction

[hecohansen31]

We all know Jim is a party boy ! Getting drunk, dancing, having fun, when his shy gf prefers to stay at home. She is fine with it, if he is careful. She is mostly scared about all the beautiful girls around him, and when she sees pictures of him with one of them sitting on him on ig, she just wants to cry. (of course, nothing happened, but after that, everytime he sends a text, smile at a girl or go out with friends, she gets ideas)

(A/N): Hello there, sweetie!

I hope you’ll like this! 

I have a strange love-hate relationship with jealousy so if I didn’t write this amazingly just ask me again and I’ll try to do better!

Ahhh haven’t I missed my sweetheart Jimmy?

WARNINGS: Jealousy, Introvert! Reader, Mention of Drugs/Making Out/Insecurities.

You had never been jealous, before Jimmy.

But at the same time, you had never had someone like Jimmy in your life, someone who you cared to the point that it hurt you in any way possible to think of him with another girl, which happened even more frequently than you might think, since Jimmy seemed to be constantly in a crowd.

It was what differentiated you from him: you were shy, and as much as you were also in crowds you couldn’t stand them for longer than a few minutes, preferring the calmness of being outside of them, not always on your own, but in smaller groups than Jim’s.

You didn’t approve of his friends but hadn’t told him anything: you didn’t want to seem irrational and alongside this, the jealousy you felt was something you had to work on your own.

There wouldn’t come anything good from forbidding Jim to hang out with girls, but it still pained you to know that he was out with all those pretty and outgoing girls, constantly hanging on his lips.

It was unfair how gorgeous and popular Jimmy was.

It made you question why he chose someone like you.

A little asocial introvert with her passion for sea at night and collecting shells.

And sometimes insecurity just got the best of you.

You usually tried to hang out with Jimmy’s friends, both to keep an eye out on your boy and both to try to spend time together doing what Jimmy wanted, since although Fridays usually were his thing to choose, you had all the weekend to decide.

That Friday you hadn’t just felt like going out, the gym lesson had kicked your ass and a meeting with your friends had completely drained all your social energies and in the end had felt like going out with Jimmy would have just ruined your mood.

But you didn’t know it could be ruined further, as you scrolled through the stories, coming up with one from a girl of your high school, Heather, Jimmy’s ex-girlfriend, although they had spent simply a date together.

In the small video there was what looked like an idiotic game of pressing the cards between your lips and passing them, innocent enough, hadn’t Heather accidentally dropped it and proceeded to enact the punishment for such a gesture, on the boy to her side.

Kissing Jimmy on the lips.

He looked flustered and even protested, pushing away the girl without too much attention for her as she tried to deepen the kiss, mumbling embarrassed ‘I have a girlfriend’.

But you quickly closed the app, after that, too shocked to mumble anything or to even feel anything, you just threw the phone away across the room and gently collected yourself, pushing your crossed arms onto your chest as your legs came closer to you, in a fetal position in which you felt frozen.

Tears flew down your cheeks and you couldn’t help but try to choke back a few sobs, well aware of your parents in the next room, and as your mother came to check on you before she went out to a theatre piece with your father, you faked of being asleep, snoring lightly.

Alone it all felt even worse, your entire body overthinking, unable to think about anything else than what you saw as it conjured imagines of Jimmy cheating on you with Heather, and although you couldn’t help but feel irrational, the thoughts didn’t stop.

Eventually you tired yourself out, enough to fall in a deep slumber and were woken up by rocks being thrown at your window, with enough force that you felt almost under attack, immediately dragging your body under the bed as you tried to understand whether an earthquake was going on or… somebody was seriously throwing rocks at your window.

And there was actually somebody who was throwing rocks at your window.

You came at the window, thinking about the extreme remote option that your parents had forgotten keys, as your phone again flashed a message, Jim’s name on it.

‘Hey, can I come over? The party is boring’.

‘Miss you’.

‘Babe, is everything alright?’.

‘Don’t ignore me babe’.

‘Ok I am coming over’.

‘(Y/N) why don’t you answer my calls?’.

‘Baaaaabbbbeeee’.

You couldn’t help but blush at the messages, your heart being comforted by your boyfriend’s childish antics.

But was he still your boyfriend?

You couldn’t help but feel a pang of pain in your chest, but still came to the window more to actually get the boy from under your house, worried that your neighbors might call the police on him.

You answered the incoming calls that he started as he saw you standing at the window.

“Hi” you answered breathily, and you could see his smirk from all the way up there.

“Hey Juliet” he beamed at you “… can I come inside? Your parents aren’t home, right?”.

You wanted to reject him, maybe to make him understand what you constantly felt when he would pull you aside for his friends, but that wouldn’t have been very grown up, and as much as you didn’t feel like staying with him, you felt like pushing him away might make him run further away from you.

But he could already feel that something wasn’t ok, as you came to open the door for him.

He could probably feel that you were cold and pushed him away at any chance you could, as you both sat down on the sofa comfortably separated by a wall of pillow.

Still Jimmy tried to brighten the atmosphere talking about the party.

‘… and Ethan has this new trick, you should have seen him’ but your gaze was unfocused, but he tried to keep it on, thinking you were solely annoyed or tired ‘… and then Heather…’.

“… oh, I saw that you had fun with Heather” it came out of your mouth quicker than you had thought, and you couldn’t eat back, surprised by your own outburst.

Jimmy stilled beside you and then slowly turned to you, surprised by your outburst as you adjusted yourself to face away from him, as you faked not having said anything.

But Jimmy didn’t let you down that easily.

“How do you know?” the way he immediately went on the defensive said got on your nerves.

“Instagram, I saw her stories! Thank God that I did, or you wouldn’t have ever talked about it”.

“What?! No! I would have, but I didn’t think… I didn’t want to kiss her”.

“But you did!” this was all you could say, turning to him with all the anger and jealous you had always held back “… you let her kiss you! Not only when I was away… and not seeing you, but…”.

“It was a stupid game!” he replied, and you had enough, immediately raising yourself up on your legs.

“Isn’t that what our entire relationship is to you!” you shouted back and then before he could reply you ran away, your anger getting the best of you, although you were well aware you were acting immaturely.

You pushed the door against your back, to close it, slumping against it as you felt tears flowing on your face, hiding it between your knees as your lungs screamed in pain through the sobs.

It was all too noisy, enough to make you almost unable to hear Jim coming onto your stairs, slowly and almost with uncertainty, knocking without too much conviction, trying till it got to you attention and his voice spoke softly.

“(Y/N)… I… don’t meant to… can we talk?”.

“Go away, Jimmy! Can’t you see I don’t want to talk with you?”.

“(Y/N)” this time his tone was uncertain anymore, it was desperate, roughing up its edges “… please… you don’t have to open, just listen to me”.

You wanted nothing more than to shout at him against, but something in his words froze you and his silence was an answer enough for him.

“… I didn’t mean to kiss Heather, I know that I can’t convince you of this, but believe me I didn’t want her, I don’t want her, and I never will love her”.

Your sobs lightly stopped, as you calmed down, hearing his words but you were still weary.

“… I… didn’t like being at that party, I don’t like it when we aren’t together, it physically pains me” he was now slumped against the door exactly like you, his tone lightly growing more quiet and shier “… I… was gloated into doing it…”.

“Oh, wait did they hold a gun to your head?” you asked annoyedly, but your tone wasn’t as angry as it was before.

“You know what I meant” he mumbled, and you felt him turning with his face to the door, as if he could whisper the rest of this thoughts against the wood “…I don’t know what I would be without you, you are the only person with who I can feel myself, truly, without drugs or alcohol, you are the only reason why I am still here, and I’ll be for ever damned if I just let you run away, because I did a stupid thing”.

Silence went through you, as you moved closer to the door, desperately trying to destroy the barriers that were between you and him, but at the same time unsure if your heart could take another painful hit.

“… although I know that you might not believe it, I love you more than anything and to know you so hurt, it pains my own heart” his hand gently set itself up on the wooden door, searching your skin, mimicking the same position of your hand “… and I won’t ever forgive myself if this is what breaks us apart”.

The door slightly opened, you didn’t show your face, but let your hands appear onto his threshold, your back turned to Jimmy, but he reached out for your hand all the same.

Maybe all the heartache of the world was worthy with him.

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Three Men and a Baby Part 2/? (Duncan-centric)

Pairing: Michael Langdon x reader, Jim Mason x reader, Duncan Shepherd x reader

Prompt (chapter): After deciding to go on “vacation” to DC with Duncan to meet his family, things take a turn for the worst... or do they?

Prompt (series):  each of the boys has a crush on you, and it’s your time to choose when something life-changing occurs.

Chapter Warnings: angst, fluff, some smut, language, just the usual

Series Warnings:  fluff, angst, language, violence, sexual situations, descriptions of pregnancy/pregnancy symptoms, mentions of abortion (it doesn’t happen though), just lots of drama

A/N: Here’s part 2! Like this part, there are also going to be a Michael-centric and Jim-centric parts in the future, so look forward to seeing those! In the meantime, I hope you enjoy! Read part 1 here!

DC was a dark and dreary place that seemed to suck the life out of you the moment the plane touched down in that God-forsaken place, leaving an empty void in your chest...

Or maybe that was just Duncan’s family...

No, scratch that. DC, though dark and frigid, was full of interesting views and events, making it oddly welcoming.

Bill and Annette Shepherd, on the other hand, lacked any welcoming quality, making them more isolating and cold than the January DC air that nipped at your skin.

You and Duncan had arrived at the Shepherd’s house three nights ago, the sky a bleary beige from the cold. Bill and Annette attempted to be friendly, making idle conversation. They were horrible at camouflaging their true colors, however, when the conversation switched to Duncan’s childhood. Snide remarks and jabbing comments spewed from both their mouths like venom, making you feel nauseous. 

Duncan, on the other hand, acted as if they were talking about something as simplistic as the events of their day, nodding along with pursed lips and a slightly furrowed brow.

That night, as you and Duncan entered into his old room, you immediately began criticizing them as soon as they were out of earshot. 

“What the fuck, Duncan?” you whispered, taking his hand and leading him over to the bed where you both sat.

He just shrugged slightly, almost in a trance of sorts. “It’s just how they are,” he replied simply, eyes trained on the wall. “You’ll get used to it.”

You shook your head incredulously, squeezing his hand slightly as your free hand reached up to gently cup his cheek, turning his head so he looked you in the eye. “What they were saying about you, saying to you, was disgusting! They-They have no right to treat you like that. It makes me sick.”

He sighed softly and squeezed your hand in return. “I’m used to it, Y/N. It’s okay.”

“No, it’s not!” You clenched your jaw, trying not to scream. “You don’t deserve to be treated like that, and if you’re ‘used to it,’ then they’ve been treating you like that for a long time.” You traced your thumb along his jawline, eyes searching his. “You shouldn’t be used to it. You should be outraged, disgusted, anything but... But numb.”

He pursed his lips once again, looking down at your linked hands for a moment, before looking back up at you and pressing a kiss to your forehead. “I know, babe. It’ll only be for a while.”

“I don’t like seeing you like this,” you whispered after a moment of silence. “I don’t like you being so... Submissive. It isn’t like you, at all.”

He just nodded again, running his thumb over your knuckles. “I’ll tell you what, I’ll talk to them tomorrow morning. If they don’t slow down on all of the comments, we’ll get a hotel room and avoid my family for the rest of the time. Deal?”

“Deal.”

He flashed you a kind, genuine smile as his eyes began to twinkle with a sort of mischief. “Now, onto more important things,” he hummed, wrapping his arms around your waist and pushing you down onto your back, moving to hover above you.

“Mind the baby!” you squealed out, hands flying up to rest on his shoulders.

“Which one, you or the one growing inside of you?”

You swatted his arm, earning a chuckle from him. “You’re an asshole.”

“I’m your asshole.”

You squinted at him, shaking your head slightly. “That sounds... Wrong. Don’t ever say that again.”

He dropped his head forward, pressing his forehead against your shoulder as he let out a full-body laugh. “Noted.”

The air was warm, a slight fog filming over the windows due to the contrasting weather from inside and outside. A weak glimmer of sunlight slipped through the cracks of the half-open curtains, casting a pale glow across your body and Duncan’s. 

His fingers gently skimmed over the small bump of your belly, completely entranced by the maternal beauty you wore so perfectly. The gentle pressure of his lips against your temple stirred you from your slumber, a small sigh slipping past your own lips. “G’morning,” you mumbled, turning slightly and nuzzling closer to him.

“Morning, babe,” he hummed in response, propping his chin on top of your shoulder, strands of your hair brushing against his face. “What’s the baby craving today?”

You thought for a moment, still not fully awake. “Pancakes, I think.” A small sigh leaves your lips a moment later. God, what you would do for some coffee. But of course Duncan had to read every single pregnancy book in existence, learning that caffeine is a no-no and banning every drink that contained the chemical from the house. No coffee, no caffeinated tea, no soda, nothing.

He let out a chuckle. “Is mama cranky for coffee?” He nuzzled his nose into your neck and rested his hand atop your slightly bulging belly.

“Mmm, I thought Michael was the mind reader.”

“Not a mind reader. You’re pouting like you pout every other time you ask me for coffee.” He pressed a small kiss to your cheekbone before sitting up and hovering over you. “And the answer’s the same as it always is. No.”

You huffed and rolled over onto your side, playfully pushing out your lower lip. 

“Oh come on, babe. I’ll still make you pancakes.”

You pursed your lips for a moment before turning your head and looking up at him. “With chocolate chips?”

Another laugh fell from his lips. “Of course. Anything for you.”

Your eyes fluttered shut once again when you heard the door close, and you woke up again to the scent of pancakes hitting your nose after what felt like only a moment.

Duncan set the tray of food down on the small desk in the corner before helping you prop yourself up against the headboard with a few pillows. “You know I’m only 5 months pregnant, not 9 months,” you teasingly declared with a small smirk.

“Well, I guess you could make breakfast for yourself,” Duncan mused in response, cocking an eyebrow at you.

“Oh I’m so crippled and weak, it hurts to walk, my life is miserable, please hand-feed me for I am too weak to lift the fork to my mouth.” You slouched against the headboard and draped your forearm against your forehead, being completely over-dramatic.

“Did you suddenly come down with the plague?” You just nodded in response and he let out a hum, grabbed the tray of food and setting it on your lap. He placed a glass of orange juice down on the bedside table and then sat at your feet, his hand comfortingly running up and down your shin. 

“Thank you, Duncan,” you voiced sincerely after a moment, offering him a smile.

“Like I said, anything for you.”

You reached a hand out towards him and he took the hint, moving up on the bed until he sat next to you, his back against the headboard. He gently intertwined his fingers with yours and brought your joined hands to his lips, pressing a kiss to the back of your hand.

Your smile grew even brighter and you handed him a slice of toast before digging into your food, humming with satisfaction.

You were so fully engrossed in the delicious meal Duncan made that you didn’t even register the fact that his eyes, filled with pure admiration, lingered on you the entire time. 

***

Another dinner, another conversation filled with sugar-coated insults hurled at Duncan. 

You sat there with your cloth napkin twisted tightly wrapped around your fists, wrung taught. “Come on, Duncan, when even was the last time you were at a gala to support the business?” Bill chided, back rigid.

“Probably last summer,” Duncan replied quietly, his gaze focused on the still-full plate of food in front of him.

“Exactly. God, why did we even let you move to LA for college.”

There was a small silence, Duncan only nodding in response. “Do you need me to take your plate, Y/N?” Duncan voiced about a minute later, trying to change the subject.

You opened your mouth to respond before Bill interrupted. “And look at you, waiting hand and foot for her. It’s kind of pathetic.”

“And not to mention that she’s pregnant,” Annette broke in. “There are much nicer girls here in DC, Duncan. No girls who run around getting pregnant and keep their legs open at all times.”

The way she spoke about you, about Duncan, like you two weren’t in the room made your stomach churn. You pressed your lips together to avoid an outburst before rising to your feet, your plate in your hand. You took Duncan’s plate, as well, and slipped into the kitchen. You quickly cleaned the plates before hurrying back into the dining room, not wanting to leave Duncan alone for too long.

Before you could sit down, however, Duncan rose to his feet. “I’m done,” he voiced simply, taking your hand in his. “You can say whatever the fuck-”

“Language,” Bill intervened.

“-Fuck off, Bill. You can say whatever the fuck you want to about me, but if you ever say anything negative about Y/N...” He trailed off, his lips pressed into a fine line. “We’re leaving. We’re gonna stay in a hotel for the rest of the break. I expect an apology in the morning.”

Before either adults could get a word in, Duncan pulled you into your shared room and started packing up your suitcases. You watched him with wide eyes for a moment, unable to fully process what occurred.

“I’m so sorry, Y/N,” Duncan choked out after a moment, stopping his actions and hanging his head. “I-I should have listened to you earlier about leaving. I-If I knew that they were going to say anything about you-”

“Duncan,” you interjected, stopping his rambling. “None of this is your fault. You defended me. You stood up against them.”

He nodded for a moment before walking over to you, wrapping his arms around your waist the moment he was close enough. You snaked your arms around his neck and clung tightly to him, burying your face in his shoulder as he nuzzled into your hair. “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

The two of you stood there for a few minutes, just soaking in each other’s touch and letting your worries wash away. Duncan was the first to pull away, only minutely, so he could brush his lips against yours. The tips of his fingers skimmed along your waist until they slipped under your top, tracing along your bare skin.

You gently pushed yourself up onto your tiptoes and fully pressed your lips to his, one hand tangling in his hair while the other cupped his jaw. Your lungs burned with a lack of oxygen, rendered completely breathless from Duncan’s touch. 

“Fuck,” Duncan gasped out, pulling his lips from yours and darting his tongue out. “I need you.”

“At the hotel,” you instructed, voice slightly melancholy at the thought of having to wait. 

Duncan nodded quickly and moved to shove all of your belongings into the two suitcases, actions frenzied and rushed.

The suitcases were packed in record time and he dragged them both behind him, letting go of one of them for a moment so he could pull you into a bruising kiss. He pulled away as quick as he began and continued forward, dragging both of the suitcases behind him.

The two of you hurried out of the house without even a glance towards Bill and Annette. Duncan shoved the two suitcases into the backseat of the car, despite your insisting that you needed to help him in some way. However, the adrenaline coursing through his veins seemed to make him deaf as he worked in silence before slipping into the driver’s seat and clenching onto the steering wheel with a white-knuckled grip.

You sat down in the passenger seat and buckled up, eyes searching his form. “Duncan,” you whispered out after a moment of silence.

His eyes slowly flickered over to yours, his shoulders slouching as the adrenaline left his body, leaving him exhausted and in pain. “I’m sorr-”

“I know, love. Come on, I’m driving.” He just nodded and got out of the car, letting you slide into the driver’s seat as he hopped into the passenger seat. “just tell me where to go.”

***

Duncan, of course, had to choose the most expensive hotel in all of DC, and on top of that, had to buy the most expensive room. 

You began to tug your wallet from your coat pocket to pay the bellhop before Duncan handed the young man a few $100 bills, making your eyes widen in surprise. The young man took them with a grateful smile before placing your suitcases in your room, handing the key to you afterwards. 

Duncan grabbed your hand and pulled you into the room, taking the key and setting it on the table in the entry way before kicking the door shut and pressing you against the wall, his lips attaching to yours. “I need to fuck you, right now,” he muttered, fingers already tugging at the waistband of your leggings. 

“I know,” you whispered against his lips, arching your back slightly to press closer to him. You let out a frustrated huff, however, when your swollen stomach restrained you from being able to press your breasts to his chest.

He didn’t seem to mind, though, as he crouched down and kissed his way down your throat and chest, mouth laving against your breasts over your shirt. 

A groan bordering on pleasure and frustration fell from your lips and you slipped away from the wall, grabbing both of his hands and dragging him over to the bed before pushing him down onto it.

He stared up at you with pure admiration in his eyes, one hand dragging down his body to palm at his erection through his jeans. “C’mere baby,” he nearly begged, trapping his lower lip between his teeth.

You nodded, crawling up on the bed and moving to straddle his waist, letting out a small gasp when you felt his hard-on press against your core. You slowly situated yourself onto his lap before leaning down and pressing a sweet kiss to his lips, fingers moving to undo the buttons on his shirt. Meanwhile, his hands alternated between kneading your ass and tugging your leggings off. Once you undid the last button, Duncan successfully pulled your leggings and panties down to your knees.

Duncan’s pupils dilated impossibly larger when he took in the sight of you, your hair flowing free and your core on display. A soft grunt fell from his lips when he watched you kick off your leggings and panties before sitting up on your knees. His hands worked quickly to rid you of your shirt and bra, as well, before tugging his own pants off, his unbuttoned shirt lingering on his body.

Duncan looked downright sinful underneath you, his hair fluffed out against the comforter and the sleeves of his shirt clinging tightly to his arms as the rest of his shirt flowed loosely, exposing his chest and slightly soft belly.

His voice brought you out of your trance, snapping your eyes from his body to his face. “I want you to ride my face,” he announced, voice thick with arousal. He seemed to be extremely excited by the idea, since his cock twitched at his own words.

You nodded slightly and took his hands in yours, beginning to crawl your way up towards his face. You stopped near his chest, doubts and insecurities filling your mind.

“What’s wrong?” He squeezed your hands and searched your eyes, brow furrowing slightly.

“I... I think I’m too big,” you admitted, avoiding his gaze afterwards. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

He gently tugged your hands, drawing your attention back to him. “You are not too big. You won’t hurt me.” He sat up slightly and pressed an open-mouthed kiss to the side of your breast before laying back down. “Now, get up here so I can taste that pretty cunt of yours.”

Arousal pooled at your core and dripped down your thighs, legs already beginning to shake slightly. You just nodded in response before crawling up his body until your center hovered over his face.

His tongue darted out to wet his lips, his heart beginning to race the moment he locked eyes with your wet center. Slowly, he leaned his head up and squeezed your hands, licking a bold stripe up your core.

You immediately lurched forward at the touch, a strangled moan leaving your lips. You looked down, longing to stare into his cerulean eyes as he worked you to the brink, but your bulging stomach prevented that. 

The feeling of contempt towards your stomach left as quick as it came, however, when his lips wrapped around your clit and sucked harshly. “Oh my god,” you choked out, gripping onto his hands like a vice. As he worked at your core, you dropped lower and lower on your knees so he didn’t have to crane his neck to lap at the sweet nectar flowing from you. 

His tongue slowly skimmed down your core, parting your folds so he could reach your entrance. When he found it, his tongue immediately slithered inside while his nose ground against your clit. One of your hands let go of his and flew forward to the headboard, gripping tightly to steady yourself. “Does that feel good, baby?”

You nodded fervently and gasped for air. “Feels so good.” You felt Duncan’s smile against your core before he returned to his previous actions, his tongue gliding in and out of you as his nose bumped against your clit. His actions sped up when you grew more vocal, ‘please Duncan’s and ‘fuck’s mixed in with wanton moans and cries ripping from your throat. His free hand rose up and rested on your stomach, fingers softly tracing imaginary patterns on your skin as he brought you closer and closer to your orgasm. “I-I...”

As if he could read your mind, he moved his hand to your core and quickly pumped two fingers into your tight heat. “Are you close?”

“Yes, fuck.” Your eyes fluttered shut as you finally reached your tipping point, cumming with a tight and strangled moan. Your hands flew forward and gripped the headboard, whimpers flowing freely from your lips as he worked you through your orgasm. 

“You’re so beautiful, so perfect.” His fingers gently slipped out of your wet heat with a squelching sound that made his cock twitch. His lips still circled your clit, his tongue laving at the bundle of nerves. 

Once you were able to catch your breath, you lifted your hips from his face and slowly crawled down his body until you were eye-level with him. His hands gripped your hips and pushed you down onto your back, switching positions so he hovered above you with his legs straddling your waist. 

He was a sight to behold, the bottom half of his face glimmering with your release and his lips red and swollen from suckling on your folds and clit. 

With a smirk, you sat up and swiped your tongue over his stubbled cheek, licking up the mixture of your wetness and his sweat that lingered on his skin. A harsh groan bubbled in his chest at your actions, hands tightly gripping into your hips. “Such a naughty girl,” he mused, turning his head so he could press his damp lips against yours. “Don’t you taste so good, baby?”

You nodded softly and pushed his shirt off his shoulders, revealing the prominent bulging veins that adorned his toned arms. His lips slowly trailed down from your lips to your neck, then to your chest. “Duncan,” you whined, carding your fingers through his brunette locks.

“Hmm?” He looked up at you with hooded lids, his lips gliding over to your right breast and taking your nipple into his mouths, immediately sucking with fervor. The fingers of his left hand gently rolled your other nipple between his fingertips, earning a throaty moan from you.

“Duncan, please. I-I need...”

“What do you need? Gotta use your words, babe.” His hand left your breast so he could trace his fingertips along your very inner thigh, inching achingly closer to your core. 

“I...” You sucked in a breath and gulped. “I need you to fuck me. Please, baby.”

“Of course, babe.” He sat up and took your legs in his big hands, spreading them slightly so he could nestle himself between them. The tip of his length bumped against your core, prompting a small gasp from both of you. “Are you...” He stopped himself with a look that mirrored pain on his face. 

“What?”

He sighed and shook his head. “Nothing.”

You squinted at him before a sly smile cracked across your face. “Were you... Were you gonna ask me if I was on birth control?”

The tips of his ears flushed pink. “No...” He trailed off.

You let out a laugh. “Did-Did you forget that I was four months pregnant?”

“Shut up! I was being considerate, okay!”

You covered your mouth with your hand to try and stop your giggles. “You’re right, I’m sorry. You’re sweet.” You extended your arms to try and pull him into a hug, but he dodged away.

“Stop it. Maybe I just won’t fuck you.”

“No, baby, please!” You grabbed his hands and pulled him close to you. “I’m sorry, baby. You were being sweet and I love you. And it’s such a confidence booster that I’m not big enough for you to remember that I’m pregnant even though I feel ginormous. Come on, baby.”

He cracked, letting out a chuckle and pressing his lips to your cheek. “Alright, fine.” he sat back up and pulled his hands from yours so he could caress your thighs.

“Now fuck me, baby.”

He grinned and nodded, lining himself up with your entrance and slowly sheathing himself inside of you. The two of you let out a synchronized moan, basking in the feeling for a moment before he began to thrust in and out of you.

You could tell that he was holding back, his jaw clenched tightly and his eyes screwed shut as he laboriously slid in and out of you. You felt bruises forming under his hands, and that brought a new gush of wetness to flow between your thighs. “Dunc,” you voiced, bordering between a whisper and a moan.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” he mumbled in response, harshly jerking his hips once before going back to his brutally slow pace.

“Baby, you can go faster.”

“Don’t wanna hurt you.”

“You won’t hurt me.” You gripped onto his shoulders and tightened your legs around his waist, defying his grip.

He nodded, a few strands of hair falling in his face as he slowly picked up the pace, each thrust hitting deeper and deeper inside of you. Grunts reverberated in his throat and mingled with your moans as he fucked you. “God, I love you so much.”

“Love you too, Dunc.” You threw your head back after a particularly rough thrust, nestling deeper into the pillows. your back arched up a moment later, though, when his thumb began to rub tight circles on your clit. His other hand rested on your swollen belly, throwing his head back as he neared his orgasm.

“Fuck!” His hips stuttered as he grew closer and closer. “You feel amazing, baby. Goddammit, I’m so close.” His hand circled your belly, his touch feather-light. “Fuck, I can’t wait to see you so full of my baby next. As soon as you have this one, I’m filling you up with another.”

“Duncan-”

“God, seeing you pregnant with my baby sounds like a dream.” His hips stuttered one last time before he shot his load inside of you, shuddering as he pumped you full of him.

His orgasm pushed you off the edge of your own orgasm, all the air leaving your lungs as flashes of white exploded behind your eyelids. Your nails dug into his shoulders, leaving crescent-shaped divots in his skin.

He slipped out of you and knelt on the ground, watching as his cum dribbled out of your entrance and down onto the bedsheets. “So gorgeous, baby.” His middle and ring fingers glided along your soaked heat, gathering your mingled release onto his fingertips. He pushed himself back to his feet and crawled up on the bed, bringing his coated fingers to your lips.

Your tongue immediately darted out and lapped at his fingers, your hand grabbing his wrist and putting his two fingers inside your warm mouth. You suckled on his fingers and let out a low moan, smiling around his fingers at the taste. A small whine fell from your lips when he withdrew his fingers, but hummed in satisfaction when he pressed his lips against yours. 

He sat up and got out of the bed, heading into the bathroom. “I didn’t hurt you, right?” he asked as he wet a washcloth.

He headed back into the bedroom as you shook your. “Not at all. You were perfect, baby.”

“Good, I’m glad to hear that.” He gently cleaned between your thighs with the washcloth, tossing it near the bathroom afterwards. He crawled back up on the bed and laid down next to you, draping an arm over your waist. His eyes stared into yours, fingers absentmindedly tracing shapes on your skin as he became lost in your gaze. “I’m sorry.”

You furrowed your brows in confusion. “Why? What for?”

“I-I shouldn’t have said all that stuff. About getting you pregnant. It was just a heat of the moment thing, I was in my head and wasn’t thinking about what I was saying-”

“Duncan, it’s okay.” You ran your fingers through his hair, brushing it back to the immaculateness that it was before. “I kinda liked it, honestly. Makes me feel good when you think I’m beautiful when I’m pregnant.”

“You’re always beautiful, Y/N. Don’t ever forget that.”

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Below, you will find my complete Crossovers masterlist! It includes prompts, drabbles, series, one-shots, concepts, headcanons, and MORE, regarding various crossovers of different television shows and movies!

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Main Masterlist

Key:

❤️‍🔥 = smut

💔 = angst, depression, & anger

💝 = fluff & comfort

Series titles are in bold red

Appropriate warnings and tags will ALWAYS be added!

When the Tide Meets the Shore - (Andy Dolan x Jim Mason x Fem!Reader) 💔💝❤️‍🔥

Series Teaser - ❤️‍🔥💔

Listen to That - (Michael Langdon x Duncan Shepherd x Fem!Reader) ❤️‍🔥

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