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roanniom · 3 years

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Issa’s Fanfiction Masterlist

Welcome to my humble rebloggable masterlist. I’m not going to kid you, it’s mainly smut. So if you’re down with that, I think you’ll like it here.

Characters I currently write for:

Eddie Munson [ST]

Steve Harrington [ST]

Below the cut you will find my fics sorted by character.

Requests are currently CLOSED but will be opened/closed periodically and noted here. Always accepting thots and rants (especially spicy) in my asks.

*Note: all reader insert fics herein are Fem!Reader unless explicitly stated as otherwise. Aside from the distinction, I do my best to refrain from including any specific descriptors in an effort to remain inclusive!

*= Contains NSFW content (lol everything practically)

Eddie Munson

Show Me * Elements: Best Friend!Eddie Munson, reader experiences firsts

- Part 1 * - Part 2 *

The Record of You * Elements: Friends to strangers to lovers

Make You Feel Good * Elements: Comfort after a long day

Attention * Elements: Hellfire turns you on

Distracted * Elements: Movie night, friends to lovers

The Good and the Bad * Elements: Eddie and the resident good girl

Feels Good * Elements: Sensitive!Eddie

Seven Minutes in Heaven Elements: Seven minutes in heaven at a party

- Part 1 - Part 2 *

Sensitive * Elements: Sensitive!Eddie

Softness * Elements: Soft!Eddie

Studying * Elements: Library sex

Finally * Elements: Sensitive/Soft!Eddie

Let Me * Elements: Eddie edges you relentlessly and then just has you cockwarm him till you beg nicely for what you want.

Animals * Elements: Camping sex

Overthinking * Elements: Virgin!Eddie and first blow job

Vixen * Elements: Inexperienced!Eddie, lingerie

Easily * Elements: Hand job, semi-public sex

The Voice on the Lake * Elements: Siren!Reader

Bad for the Holidays * Elements: First holiday with your family

Unconscious Thoughts * Elements: Male!Reader, mutual masturbation

More Sensitivity * Elements: Sensitive!Eddie, knee worship(?), blow job

Not a Creature Was Stirring * Elements: Holiday fic, phone sex

Morning, My Love * Elements: Somnophilia / morning sex

Critical Hit * Elements: Virgin!Eddie Munson, fingering

A Study in Touch * Elements: Virgin!Eddie Munson / Sensitive!Eddie Munson

Horn Dog Elements: Teasing Eddie

Above and Below * Elements: 69

You Sure, Princess? * Elements: Teddy!Eddie Munson, slapping kink

Teddy’s Got You * Elements: Dry humping, stuffed animal humping

Notes and Verses Elements: music professor!Eddie Munson, English professor!reader, friends to lovers

- Part 1

Is That a Serious Question? * Elements: Virgin!Eddie Munson, first blow job

The Tune Up * Elements: Mechanic!Eddie

Eddie Munson Headcannons and Blurbs Surprising * - Soft!Eddie HCs Needy * - Touch Starved!Eddie HCs Eddie learns to cook for you Going grocery shopping with Eddie Dressing up as a slutty elf princess for Eddie * Eddie cuts the crusts off your sandwiches Eddie needs you to know every thought in his head Virgin!Eddie with shy-non-virgin!reader * Lil domestic thots with Eddie * Waking up after your first time together * Teasing Eddie through his first time * You’re desperate to cum * Dressing up as bride of Frankenstein on Halloween Watching horror movies so you can feel Eddie up * Inexperienced!Eddie has no idea how big his cock is * Getting messy with mechanic!Eddie Pillow fight with Eddie * Eddie figures out your voice kink * Eddie uses his safe word * Eddie calls your chest milk jugs * How Eddie treats you when you get over being sick * Dancing with Eddie in the kitchen Pegging Eddie * Kissing Eddie’s forearm because you’re so fucked out during sex * Biting Eddie’s tummy * Fucking Eddie after he hotwires his van * Riding Eddie’s thigh * Riding Eddie’s face * Eddie handcuffs you to the bed * Eddie loves consent * Eddie loves to jumpscare you Eddie leaves you valentines around the house Eddie keeps his hand in your back pocket Teddy is hot *

Steve Harrington

The Shift * Elements: Enemies to lovers

- Part 1 * - Part 2 *

You’re Good, Steve * Elements: New love

Being Good * Elements: Drunk sex / mutual masturbation

Late Night Swim * Elements: Co-workers to lovers, semi-public sex

Steve Chest Hair-rington * Elements: Sensitive!Steve, chest worship(?)

Stevie, Baby * Elements: Christmas fic, strip tease

The Apartment * Elements: Soft!Steve Harrington

Reflections * Elements: Best friends to lovers, mirror sex

One on One * Elements: King!Steve Harrington

Honey * Elements: Sex with plus size!reader

Boarding School AU Elements: enemies to lovers

- Who is Boarding School!Steve Harrington - Meeting Steve - Running into Steve after hours

Steve Harrington Headcannons and Blurbs Getting his hair pulled * You discover Steve’s pregnancy / breeding kink * Accidental perv!Steve Harrington Steve will fix things around your place unprompted Steve thinks you’re a goddess at Halloween Steve takes prepping for the holidays very seriously Steve saves you from family drama Steve and his thick fingers * Steve is sensitive to sounds * King!Steve fucking you at a party * King!Steve charms his project partner * Modern!Steve kisses you at Whole Foods Subby Steve * Steve sucking on your strap on * “I love you” sex with Steve *

Steddie (Steve Harrington x Eddie Munson)

In Here, Loser * Elements: threesome, blow job

Pumpkins and a Nerd Posse Elements: friends to lovers, competition

Come and Help * Elements: threesome, spit roasting

Smoke Elements: hooking up high, friends to lovers

- Part 1 *

Sweets * Elements: Football Player!Steddie, Chubby Cheerleader!Reader

Steddie Headcannons and Blurbs Steddie talks about you like you’re not there while fucking *

Adam Sackler

Over Your Shoulder*

- Part 1* - Part 2*

Not How Gift Giving Works

Room in the Kingdom

Worth It*

Ego*

Still Life

Sweet*

Lie About It*

Accountable *

Winning *

First Date *

Bad *

Clyde Logan

Hello Darlin’ Series

First Conversation Jitters

Deserving *

Choices*

Out of Trouble*

Craving*

Flip Zimmerman

Survival Skills*

Impatience*

Tease*

Warmth*

Stupid Little Day in February*

Visuals *

Charlie Barber

Caring for Charlie *

Pressure*

Tomorrow is Not Tonight*

Freebie*

Dinner Party*

Freezing *

Extracurricular*

Push *

Insatiable *

Public Relations *

Valentine *

Up Your Alley *

Lesson Planning *

Sloppy *

Paterson

Paterson’s Favorite Things*

Warming Your Kitchen*

Three Stops Five Regulars and You

Whisper in the Dark*

Hit’s the Spot*

Phillip Altman

Phillip and Miss Perfect

- Part 1* - Part 2* - Part 3*

Please what?*

Finishing Up *

Part 1 Part 2

Rick Smolan

Wander On

Waiting*

Off-piste

- Part 1 - Part 2*

Kylo Ren

Get You Off *

Center of the Universe *

- Part 1 - Part 2

| ADCU HCs |

How Clyde Comforts You* Paterson used to work in tech (AU?) Edging Sackler because it is fun* You & Charlie help Dan relax (tags collab with @millenialcatlady )* How you might dom Kylo Ren * Charlie loves to impress you*

Poe Dameron

The Night That Follows *

Morning *

Back *

Commander *

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paper-n-ashes · 2 years

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Impatience

Characters: Rick Smolan x Female Reader

Words: 2.6k

Warnings/Tags: Explicit sexual content (18+), a very subby Rick/dominant female dynamic, heavy talk of masturbation (male and female), praise kink (there’s lots of sweet/good boy, don’t say I didn’t warn you), edging?, very minor verbal degradation, masturbation (male), oral sex (male receiving), unprotected P in V, creampie

Author’s Note: This... is not a place I go very often. Which is a shame because I fucking love writing submissive men, I just don’t post a lot of it for various reasons. But, I went a little feral yesterday and this was the result.

I’m going to throw a dedication to @paterson-blue, who is the domme queen and inspired a few moments of this little scene. Thank you for being the most amazing soundboard for ideas and screaming about punishing men with me.

“Rick?”

This wasn’t exactly how you thought the night would go. You’d risen from your resting position on his lap at the sound of his first muted snore, seeing Rick blissfully unconscious while the movie played out on your TV screen. Your fingers traced at his hairline as he snoozed away, smiling to yourself. Poor, sweet Rick, obviously still jet-lagged from his 14 hour flight the day before.

A part of you didn’t want to wake him, looking so peaceful. However, a stronger, more selfish part had been waiting too long to be satiated. You and Rick had been friends for a long time, lovers on one single occasion just before he left for his most recent expedition. 18 months had been and gone since his last visit to your sector of the world, and you’d waited so patiently.

Now, that patience had run out.

“Hey, wake up sleepy head,” you said softly, a hand now on his shoulder to gently shake him. Rick’s lids fluttered under his glasses, eyebrows creasing as he roused from his slumber. There were a few erratic inhales and exhales as his face turned to you, eyes slowly opening.

“Shit…” he breathed, his expression adorably remorseful. “How long was I out?”

“10 minutes, maybe 15.”

Rick’s face screwed up at the answer, irritated at himself. “I’m sorry. Shit. This jet lag is killing me.”

“Don’t worry about it,” you soothed. “The movie wasn’t that interesting.”

“I didn’t care about the movie.” He was suddenly serious, stifling a yawn to look at you with purpose. “I just didn’t want to waste any time with you.”

Oh, you were hoping he would say that.

You shifted closer, leaning in with your noses almost touching. “Then let’s not waste any more.”

Rick couldn’t help but be flustered by your ensuing kiss, recoiling slightly into the sofa as your lips collided, both your palms at his bearded jaw. It took him a few more seconds to fully relax into the sudden passion you were showing him, actually a little disbelieving of your boldness. Although, you’d always been the confident one in this friendship turned more, with you finally making the move to fuck him senseless those many months ago. It made him excited, to think you might be on the precipice of doing the same now.

So, he began to return your heated kiss, hands feeling down your back as your torso’s became flush together. A shiver ran across his skin when your fingers moved to the hair at the nape of his neck, your lips disconnecting to instead be set at his ear.

“Did you think about me when you were away?”

Rick quickly nodded. “A lot.”

“Yeah?” you hummed. “Did you stroke that big cock thinking about me?”

He didn’t have to lie. “All the time. When… Whenever I had time alone.”

“Mmm, good boy.” Rick’s breath hitched as a set of fingers slid down his front, dangerously close to the hardened erection already straining at your term of endearment. You loved feeling him become tense at your movement, continuing to place small kissed at his neck. “I thought about you too, you know. Fucked myself with my fingers, wishing it was you.”

“Jesus fucking christ,” Rick blurted, his breaths harsh. A whimper soon followed as your palm slid over his bulge, rutting up on instinct to your touch. It was so overwhelming, in a way he relished more than you’d ever know. He wanted more, but was too restrained by his own shyness to ask for it. Luckily, with you he didn’t have to.

You slid downwards off the couch cushions to the floor, kneeling between Rick’s spread legs, beginning to loosen the buttons of his shirt. With each one undone, the tension grew, his eyes darting between where his chest was being revealed and the wildness of your expression. It was at his abdomen you started to leave lingering kisses, brushing your nose against the hair trailing down from his bellybutton. Rick’s hips impulsively bucked at the sensation, your mouth so close to the rising pressure below.

“Oh you really want it bad, don’t you?” you mused, your voice somewhat tormenting. “Need me to suck your cock like I did the last time we were together?”

A stuttered sound of surprise left him when you didn’t wait for an answer and instead swiped your tongue over the swollen inseam. It was hard to collect his thoughts, purging a quick reply from his chest. “F-fuck. Oh fuck, I do. Please. Please suck my cock.”

The wicked smirk you responded with set his skin on fire, as you revelled in the relief he hadn’t lost this endearingly desperate nature in the time you’d been apart.

“So needy, Rick. Aren’t you? Such a needy boy.”

Again, he immediately nodded, conceding openly to the statement. As eager as his impatience was, he didn’t dare move, forcing himself still as you unlatched his belt buckle and shimmied down both his pants and underwear. He noticed how you bit your lip as his dick sprung free from the coverings, pupils expanding at the sight of him, flushed a delicious pink, veins weaving proudly around the shaft.

A rumbling whine broke out when you circled a hand around the hilt, your breath skimming over the heated skin. “Oh you’ve got such a pretty cock.” Once more you let an exhale out, making Rick jolt. “I’ve thought about this cock so much while you were gone. How it tasted. How it felt on my tongue. How it filled me so perfectly.”

Rick’s nails scratched into the sofa beneath him when you dipped down only to kiss at the inner portion of his thighs, taking the seemingly long seconds to press your lips to the sensitive skin all around where he craved you most. Every connection made his balls tense, his legs twitch, and you felt every single movement, gratified at the way he could barely seem to hold himself together.

“I thought you didn’t want to waste time!” he rushed out, exasperated.

You receded, all links to his body lost, resting back on your heels. Oh no, this wouldn’t go without punishment. “Excuse me?”

The face looking back to you was every shade of distraught. “I- I didn’t mean-”

“You think you can leave me for a year and a half and come back to call the shots?”

“N-no! That’s not what-”

“You think you can get what you want so easily? Get me to suck you off and fuck you just like that? Huh?”

In reality, it would have been this simple. But… this was too much fun. Seeing Rick frantic and anxious at the thought of going without.

“Of course not. I don’t… I didn’t expect anything, I swear.”

“You didn’t? Didn’t think I’ve been waiting for you all this time? Didn’t want me to fuck you again? Once was enough?”

The fear in Rick’s face was glaring, cornered and frightened of what you were implying. “No- Of course I wanted you to fuck me again. It’s… FUCK, it’s all I’ve thought about but-”

“Shhh,” you hushed, almost chuckling, your hand slipping up his thigh. “It’s okay sweet boy. I know.”

Rick swallowed hard, exhaling with a shaking breath. He fucking loved when you called him that. And you knew too, with the way his length spasmed in front of you.

“I know you were just impatient. And greedy. Weren’t you?” Another quick succession of nods, Rick staring down at you with a wide-eyed repentance. “Do you want to try and make up for it?”

“I’ll do anything. Please. What is it? Tell me what to do.”

“Touch yourself,” you said succinctly. “Show me how much you missed me.”

At first, he was frozen, unsure at the proposition. He’d never done that for someone before. Had someone watch him. Yet when he fully comprehended your expecting appearance, giving no room for misinterpretation, Rick moved to obey, gripping around the thickness of his shaft and slowly moving his fist up and down.

You became transfixed by his motions, seeing the skin glide over the hardened centre, hearing rumbling whimpers fill the air at each rotation of his wrist. Leaning onto your knees, you had your faces meet again, noting how Rick struggled to keep his eyes open and focused on yours, jaw becoming slack as the low moans seeped out.

“Such a good boy for me.” You gently pushed away some of the mussed hair over his forehead. “Is this what you did when you were alone? Fisted your cock at the thought of me there with you?”

“Mm-hm,” he panted, not slowing his pace. “Even… Took some videos…”

“Did you now?”

“Uh huh.” A loud groan slipped out, his concentration broken momentarily. “But I… I was too afraid to send them.”

You could have chastised him, made him feel shameful over this significant lack of communication. Instead, you wanted to reward him for being so honest, so vulnerable. “It’s alright, I’m getting the live showing now. And it was well worth the wait.”

“Yeah?”

“Oh definitely.” Your shifted yourself back in front of where his motion became harsher, a droplet of moisture dribbling from the tip. It made you lose some of your composure, dying to know his salted taste after so long with it only sparked from your memories. “You do such a good job of fucking yourself but… Do you know what might feel even better?”

Rick grunted, low and hard. “Fuck. Yes. I do know. Please. Please let me have it.”

“Okay sweet boy, I’ll give you what you want.”

You guided his hand away, replacing it with your own, gazing up as you finally sunk your mouth onto his tip, swirling your tongue around it. The vibration of his subsequent moan could be felt on your lips, your contented smile difficult to contain as you slithered further down.

The thing you’d always remembered about Rick, what had kept your one night together haunting you even after the other men you’d taken to your bed to relieve the restless itch of lust, was how vocal he was. Every moment was filled with a gasping moan or loud whine, something your occasional partners kept in a bizarre secrecy.

So, during time too many times to count, you’d imagined Rick helpless and delirious like he was now, groaning deeply every time you filled your throat with him. His mouth quivered open with pleasured awe as you let a ball of spit drop down, using a hand and tongue in tandem to bring him the pleasure he deserved. Even his glasses began to fog from the heat of his quickened breaths, hips squirming with your every descent, knowing he was creeping closer to his peak by the pitiful sounds he made.

Sensing he was teetering too near to the edge, you retreated. “I hope your not going to cum before I’ve had my chance to fuck you.”

He remained heaving, eyes frenzied from the high he’d fallen from. “Fuck me. Please fuck me. I need… I need to be inside you.”

Toying with him a little more wouldn’t hurt. You stood, reaching at the hem of your skirt to reveal the soaked panties underneath. “You need this? Hm? Is this what you need? You need my cunt?”

“Oh god please,” he begged, seeing the tremble of his lips at the plea.

You smiled, hooking a finger under the lace at each side and slipped the material down your legs. Rick observed in silent amazement as you perched yourself onto the sofa over his lap, settling down with your pussy lips bonding to his hardness. He whimpered as you thrust over the top of it, your slick pronounced and smooth, a precise indication of what his vulnerability did to you.

“This is how wet you made me, being such a good boy,” you purred, adding another advance of your pelvis, having Rick speechless and dumbstruck by the action. “Do you know how many times I’ve been like this? Thinking about what it feels like with your cock inside me?”

In a rare show of confidence, he countered your question. “You don’t have to imagine it now. It’s right here.”

Nestling your cheek against his, you silently agreed, gripping onto his dick to guide it to your entrance, having it split you down the middle. Your moans were synchronised, clinging to each other as you felt Rick complete you, fleetingly lost to the ecstasy of how he filled you like this. But a raging urge took over, wanting to be the one completely in control.

You coiled a hand at his neck, shoving him back into the pillows, looking down while you started to force yourself onto his cock, over and over, savouring the way he whined and moaned under you. “You like it, don’t you? Being fucked like this? You’ve missed it, haven’t you?”

“Yes!” he wailed, the volume dampened by your vice around his throat. “Oh god yes.”

“I want you to cum inside me Rick.” You pressed harder, noting the throb of his cock within, having his nails dig into your rear as your bounced atop of him. “Want it dripping out of me. Can you do that sweet boy? Fill me up?”

He could barely handle it, the thought of thick, white liquid seeping out of your core nearly too much to bear. But you continued, struck by your own desires, grabbing at his idle hand to place two fingers at your clit and move at exactly the tempo you needed.

“Keep this going and you… You’ll make me cum,” you heaved, your voice losing its power as you pressed your body closer to Rick, winding your fingers through his hair as your fucked him harder, deeper, hearing the sobs of his pleasure right at your ear. He didn’t dare defy your demand, swirling over your pleasure point while you impaled yourself. And so suddenly it was out of your influence, crumbling under the nuanced nature of his touch, finding yourself clenching and moaning as the ecstasy overcame you.

While you movements slowed briefly, Rick’s voice broke into balmy air. “Did… Did I do that?”

“Yes, sweet boy,” you panted, gradually descending from your high. “You made me feel so good. And I want to make you feel the same…” You began to rock back and forth, sliding over him with ease, your release coating every inch.

You knew it wouldn’t take long, but Rick was closer to the edge than you’d presumed, his breaths faltering to an uneven beat.

“F-fuck, I can’t hold it.”

With a few vigorous thrusts, Rick was barreling into an explosive climax, pleasure rippling outwards through his long limbs. His thunderous groan was muffled into your neck as he clutched at you, feeling the sweat of his brow swipe across your skin.

“I’m s-sorry,” he puffed, timidly looking to you. “I couldn’t stop it.”

You smiled, fixing his glasses to sit properly at the bridge of his nose. “You don’t have to be sorry, you did exactly what I asked.” Gently you pushed a few moistened strands away to settle a kiss at his temple. “Filled me all the way up.”

Rick let out a softened sigh of relief, a toothy grin spreading across his face. “You keep fucking me like that, I’ll never leave you empty again.”

“Again?” you asked playfully. “What makes you think you’ll get another chance to?”

You almost wanted to laugh at the heartbroken frown that met your question. “Don’t make me beg.”

“But Rick, you already know how much I love it when you beg.”

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paterson-blue · 3 years

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Last Updated: 12/30/21

Requests/HC’s/Etc: closed

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Hiya everyone! Thanks for your interest in my work. Under the cut I’ve provided all my adcu fics/one-shots/what-have-you’s. This list is a constant work-in-progress & will be updated regularly.

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Clyde Logan

Fics:

Honey, You're Familiar (Like My Mirror Years Ago)

Clyde x Female!OC

AO3 I 3.6k + 4k + 4k + 4k + 4k

Part 1 I Part 2 I Part 3 * I Part 4 * I Part 5*

One-Shots:

Cinnamon & Chocolate*

A/B/O Dynamics & MMF Relationship; Beta!Clyde x Alpha!Paterson x Omega!fem!AFAB!Reader

AO3 I 7.6k

Charlie Barber

Fics:

Deep End Distractions

Charlie x Fem!AFAB Reader

AO3 I 4.2k + 4.6k + 4.9k

Part 1 I Part 2* I Part 3*

Ficlets:

Wildest Dreams

Charlie x Fem!Reader (can be read as Gender-Neutral!Reader)

AO3 I 1.6k

Henry McHenry

Series:

A Study in Henry

The Night, The Flame*

~~~~~ Henry x Fem!AFAB Reader

~~~~~ AO3 I 2.1k

Fine Line*

~~~~~ Henry x Fem!AFAB Reader

~~~~~ AO3 I 2.3k

Maurizio Gucci

Fics:

Gold Rush

Maurizio x Fem!AFAB Reader

AO3 I 5.5k + ?

Part 1* I Part 2

Kylo Ren / Ben Solo

Fics:

Shadow of the Sea

Merman!Kylo x fem!AFAB Reader

AO3 I 4.3k + ? + ? + ?

Part 1 I Part 2 I Part 3 I ?

Ficlets:

A Shrike to Your Sharp & Glorious Thorn *

Kylo x Gender-Neutral!Reader

AO3 I 1k

Paterson

One-Shots:

Cinnamon & Chocolate*

A/B/O Dynamics & MMF Relationship; Alpha!Paterson x Beta!Clyde x Omega!fem!AFAB!Reader

AO3 I 7.6k

Adam Sackler

One-Shots:

Fever Pitch*

A/B/O Dyanmics; Alpha!Sackler x Omega!Gender-Neutral!Reader

AO3 I 5.9k

Impulse Control* - ADCU Summer Fic Exchange

Adam Sackler x fem!AFAB!reader

AO3 I 8.4k

Nervous Energy* - Marie Sackler Giveaway

Adam Sackler x fem!AFAB!reader

AO3 I 3.7k

Flip Zimmerman

Ficlets:

Likes, Loves

Flip x Gender-Neutral!Reader

AO3 I < 1k

Paul Sevier

One-Shots:

Dreamscape*

Paul Sevier x Gender-Neutral!Reader

AO3 I 3.1k

Rick Smolan

Ficlets:

A Night at Home*

Rick Smolan x SoftDomme!Reader

1.1k

Father Francisco Garupe (Francis)

One-Shots:

Moment's Silence*

Francis Garupe x afab!plus size!Reader

AO3 I 2.6k

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glassbxttles · 3 years

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♡ You met Rick walking a trail in Northern California. You’d stepped away from your friends— and hiking group— to admire the scene in front of you.

♡ You saw Rick shooting photos of the canyon a few yards away from where you were and you cocked your head to the side. Those were some awfully short shorts for a man that tall.

♡ You walked over to him. Maybe he wanted to be left alone, but that hair and those eyes with that confused smile— you couldn’t stop yourself.

♡ “Hi. Nice shorts.” You smile as you stand beside him. He lowered his camera and let out a low laugh, pushing back his hair.

♡ “Thank you.” His laugh faded into a happy smile as he looked at you. “Enjoying the view?”

♡ “Mhm. Both of them.” You wink, Rick seemingly liked that answer as he raised his camera and snapped a photo of you. “Wanna catch dinner?” You asked him happily.

♡ He just checked the photo quietly and smiled, “I’d love to. I’ll bring this too.” He refers to the photo. “Tuesday work?”

♡ Tuesday’s an odd day for a date, but you just nod. Must be his day off. You exchange numbers and nod your head at him as you see Rick (: with his number underneath in your phone.

♡ You see your friends waving at you and you have Rick one more look, “go on, I have work to do.” He laughed. “I’ll see you Tuesday.”

#we love rick #rick smolan #rick smolan x reader #rick x reader

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hopeamarsu · 2 years

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Whumptober Day 19: Enough Is Enough

Whumptober masterlist

Rick Smolan x gn!reader

Rating: Mature

Word count: 575

Warnings: Stalking, dark Rick Smolan, obsessive behaviour, voyeurism, non-consensual voyeurism, non-con, drugging, drugs, sleep aids, darkfic, dead dove do not eat

Summary: Rick finally has you where he wants you. Somewhat of a continuation to my previous Stalker!Rick from Whumpmas.

Alternate: Sensory Overload

Rick leans over your sleeping form, allowing his nose to brush your temple. Your natural scent, free of any perfumes or lotions fills his nostrils and greedily he pulls the intoxicating smell to his lungs. It smells like all good things wrapped in one; something he has spent his entire life chasing after and now he has it here, in his bed.

Finally.

He can’t believe his plan worked and you are here, sleeping soundly in his bed and not waking up anytime soon. He has all the time in the world to explore you to his fullest.

He was so worried you wouldn’t like the muffins he prepared or you wouldn’t join him in his apartment but everything went better than expected. And once you began feeling woozy, like a gentleman Rick offered you his bed. You were out cold before the lock clicked on the door, sealing you in from the outside.

Watching you like this, curled up and beautiful, Rick almost feels like he is on sensory overload. He is unable to decide what to begin with.

His eyes dance on the exposed skin your rolled-up shirt provides him. It looks soft and smooth and inviting. He’s going to love gazing upon your clothed and naked flesh for years to come. He’s going to have so many pictures of you like this like he has dreamt. Rick's hand itches to grab his camera to get started already but he ignores it in favor of watching you.

But then again the skin peeking out teases him and urges him to have a taste. A lick of his tongue against it. A peck, just to feel how soft your skin really is. Do you taste as good as your scent alludes to? Or even better, he wonders from his position hovering over your body.

Rick doubts a touch of his lips on your skin would be enough. He wants to run his hands all over, feel all the bumps and grooves, smooth out any tense muscles and make them butter in his hands. He’s gotten quite good at massages, he bets you’d love one of those from him. It would also be the perfect way to wrap his thighs around your bum, feel it wiggle against his groin. Oh yes, he’d like that.

The only downside to your unconscious form is that he can’t hear you. Well, that’s not entirely true. He hears your soft breathing, consoling him that he didn’t dose the muffins too hard, but it’s not the same as hearing you talk to him, laugh with him, converse with him. He misses your voice already but once you wake up, Rick is sure you have plenty to talk about.

After all, you have time with each other. And time means long conversations, lingering touches and sweet exploration of your body and mind.

“Mhmm,” You roll to your side and Rick leans over, ghosting his lips on your temple and a large hand down your spine. It’s not time for you to wake up yet.

“Sleep, sweetness, sleep. I’ll be here when you wake up,” he murmurs low and nearly vibrates with joy when you snuggle into his pillow with a soft smile, the slumber claiming you once more. He grins victoriously, allowing himself to kiss your neck. Touch and taste, he’ll start with those. The rest will come later.

Because Rick has no plans of letting you go.

Ever.

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glassbxttless · 2 years

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Rick Smolan x f!Reader

Word Count: 521

Warnings: breasts

Notes: here’s another @writer-wednesday blurb! i hope it’s enjoyable!

He’s bundled up, turtle neck to his ears and coat pulled close over top. Snowflakes are settling into strands of his hair as one gloved hand squeezes yours. Rick is happy to be here. Happy that you begged him to take a break, to go with you somewhere new, somewhere fun. Just the two of you. He’s got his camera bag attached to his hip— just in case something strikes his fancy.

this walk is what you needed. you needed the time to reconnect with him, he’s gone so often these days. It seems as if you can’t even enjoy the time he is home. He spends it spread out on the sofa, finding the best images from his recent voyages. Or he spends it developing photos of you, the photos he’ll more than likely tuck into his suitcases to remember you by. But he’s here now, his hand tucked tightly into yours. Rick flashes the prettiest smile at you, pushes his glasses up on his nose just a bit. “it’s a bit cold out here.” you mumble to him, his hand leaving yours to wrap an arm around your waist.

Rick loves you, he always has. ever since he’s met you. You’ve given him a reason to keep going, to treasure every moment of his life. He can hardly wait each day to close the lid on his laptop and curl you close to his body and hold you in his arms for as long as you’ll let him. and now he gets to love you here, on a trip for just the two of you. he gets to love you in this small little town in Europe that you will treasure for years to come. He’ll get to think of the days you spent here, sitting by the fire in the room of your bed and breakfast. he’ll get to think of the morning kisses you shared. he’ll think of your bare skin pressed against his, too hot for clothing even if there’s a chill settling into your bones from the open window. and he’ll have that photo of you stashed into his bags. your body draped in swaths of sheets and a thick duvet over your calves. he’ll have that photo of the swells of your breasts, the dimples in your back, the curves of your spine— he’ll have these memories of you, whether you keep them or not.

There’s a cafe not too far from where you’re walking, it’s covered in a thin layer of snow— wreaths holding snowflake after snowflake as he pushes the door open for you. “order us some hot chocolate?” he asks as he grabs out his camera, “just give me one second.” he kisses your cheek and watches you walk up to the counter. and maybe he steps out into the street to snap a photo of the view. the storefronts he’ll always wants to treasure. and he can see you in the corner, through the window of the cafe. you’re ordering for the both of you and he doesn’t know if he’s been more in love than he is right now.

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roanniom · 2 years

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Pls. I beg. A crumb. A morsel of sub!Rick Smolan.

Rick has been in journalistic photography for a while now. He knows all the players, he’s used to the landscape. That is until you come on the scene. You with your energy and your no-nonsense attitude and your deep desire to capture anything new. Anything vibrant. Anything wild and untamed. He’s mesmerized by you, and that fascination manifests as a shivering hook up at a military base after a freezing pursuit for the perfect shot of an endangered arctic fox.

But over time it is clear fascination has become obsession. Your paths criss cross around the globe, sometimes on different journeys for different marks, sometimes questing for the same image but for different publications. Yours is a professional rivalry, but in stolen moments in tents and huts and motel rooms there is a clear winner. A clear boss. And it is you.

Rick lays himself bare before you. Beneath you. Always so controlled and driven in day to day life, the Rick you know in private wants to follow your lead. Wants you to compose the frame in which his body shifts and stretches. Wants you to direct his movements and his eyeline and his thoughts.

And you do. Because Rick is the most beautiful picture you’ve ever captured in your mind’s eye, lying prone beneath you, another wild thing conquered.

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thepilotanon · 3 years

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Heart of the Beast ix

ix. rectitude {masterlist}

warnings: None.

I'm not having a whole lot of free time to focus directly on this, but I'm pretty glad how it turned out! I find it interesting trying to write in the perspective of sisters (I don't have any), so if anyone know what it's like, please let me know your thoughts! I promise next chapter will have FLUFF.

Read chapter ix here on ao3! If you would like to be added to a tag list here on Tumblr, please feel free to PM me or go into my askbox. Any comments or feedback is always appreciated. I hope you enjoy!

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paterson-blue · 3 years

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hey! if I'm wrong, I do apologise, but I just noticed that your requests were open and I was wondering if I could request a lil subby!rick smolan smut?

Oh yes you can, Nonny! And it’s one of my favorite flavors, too 😌 Delicious. I love Rick, but I'm new to writing him, so I hope this is alright. It really, uh, got away from me what can I say. Oop! This isn't beta read so... read at your own risk. Cheers!

A Night at Home

Word Count: 1,128

Warnings: femme!reader, soft domme!reader, sub!Rick, off screen orgasm denial, touch starved!Rick, super brief ass play (if you squint) (m receiving), teasing, use of "good boy," it's smut but it's soft, one (1) L-Bomb, unprotected PIV sex (no chance of pregnancy)–let me know if I need to add anything else!

“Tell me about your trip.”

Rick’s head lolls to the side to look at you, his plush mouth hanging open. You stroke your hand up his long, hard cock, rubbing your thumb over his slit—he rewards you with a breathy moan. You shift your body where you’re reclining next to him on the bed, waiting for him to speak.

“Now?” He manages, the littlest hint of a whine in his voice. You hum, playing with his spongy tip; it was turning the prettiest shade of purple. Rick whimpers, chewing on his bottom lip—he was touch starved, always was after being gone. It’d only been two weeks, but you’d asked him not to touch himself the entire time.

You’d honestly expected a call from him saying he couldn’t wait any longer, asking you if he could get off, if you would let him cum. He was a good boy for you more often than not, and if he asked you politely, you were usually inclined to allow it. But this time, no call. He’d gotten home and jumped you—all eager, lanky limbs and large, wandering hands.

“I didn’t touch myself. I swear I didn’t, I was good, I was good. Please let me cum baby, please, please, please.”

You almost wanted to scold him for being so impatient, but you let it slide. You were just as starved for him; you’d missed him—you could give him this.

… But not without a little teasing along the way.

“C’mon, Ricky, tell me.” You cajole him, your hand slipping down to his heavy balls, squeezing them gently. He shudders, blinking up at you owlishly from under his glasses, no thoughts in his normally bright eyes. Such a sweet boy.

“I—“ he starts, jaw working as he nestles his head back into the pillow.

You arch your brows, stopping the movement of your hand and letting it rest on the pale expanse of his inner thigh. “You need me to stop so you can focus?”

Rick keens, shaking his head frantically, his long hair falling into his face. “No, no, please, please don’t stop, I’ll—I’ll be good, I promise.” His hands twitch at his sides where they were clutching at the sheets. He wants to touch, but he won’t let himself, not without permission.

You brush the pads of your fingers over the soft crease of his thigh, making him spread his legs further. His throat clicks with a harsh swallow as you dip your fingertips down, down, down, rubbing against the pale, taut skin of his ass.

Rick’s hips jerk up, and suddenly he’s babbling, his usual chattiness taking on an edge of desperation. “It was good, it was long hours and I hate interacting with other members of the press, you know, but it was fine. Louisiana’s hot, it was so muggy, but—but, everything went a-according to plan for o-once—“ His voice cracks when you take his cock back into your hand, tracing the pronounced vein running from top to bottom.

You stroke him languidly, leaning in to press a gentle kiss to his lips. He sighs into your mouth, nuzzling into you, the wire frames of his glasses pressing into your cheeks. You savor the soft, needy noises he makes as he sucks gently at your bottom lip, his hips canting up once more as he attempts to quicken your pace. It makes you pull away from him, giving him the slightest frown. “Baby.” You warn him, though you keep your tone mild.

Rick looks up at you with those big brown puppy-dog eyes, arching his neck back, a subconscious sign of submission. “M’sorry, I--I missed you so much. Missed you every single second, wanted you so bad. But I didn’t touch myself, even when--” he pauses, a pretty pink blush spreading over his freckled cheeks and pronounced nose,”--even when I woke up so hard I was leaking everywhere, just the way you like.”

“Hmm, I do like that.” You tell him, because you know he needs you to say something, to acknowledge his words. He nods quickly, eyes flicking over your face, landing on your lips more than once.

“I waited. I was good. I’m a good boy.” He murmurs, and it's verging on a question. He needs it confirmed, needs to hear it after being away for so long. So you nod, sitting up and maneuvering yourself to straddle his slim hips, taking time to rub your slick cunt over the hot length of his cock. Rick sucks in a sharp breath borderlining on a sob, and you smile.

“You are a good boy, baby. The best boy. My best boy.” You croon at him, rolling your hips, sighing happily whenever the thick head of his cock bumps against your clit. You keep a slow, even pressure, hands resting on his chest. Rick watches you, mouth hanging open, eyes shiny. He looks so fucking beautiful.

“Ask nicely for what you want, honey.” Your words are calm as you shift your weight, adjusting your hands on his pecs so you can pinch at his small, dusky nipples. He lets out a guttural noise from deep in his throat, arching up into your touch. Fuck, you were dripping, and you know he can feel it, too.

“W-Want inside. Please, let me inside. I don’t--I don’t even have to cum, you can just u-use me to get off, okay? I just need you, need your pussy so bad, s’been so fucking long.” He’s babbling again, going on and on the way only he can. He’s a talkative one, your Rick. You really only know of a few sure-fire ways to, affectionately, shut him up. Might as well use one now.

You lift up on your knees, giving him a nod. “Go ahead, then. Don’t make me do all the work.”

Rick jumps into motion, hands moving now that he has permission, immediately smoothing one large palm up your thigh to hold you steady as he nudges his tip against your opening. “Thank you, thank you, oh fuck, I love you so much, you’re so--” His words are lost as he presses himself into you, and you take it upon yourself to do the rest--sliding down, savoring the feeling of him splitting you open. Rick groans long and low, eyes rolling back in his head, hands holding your hips in a bruising grip. “Yes--” he hitches out, heaving in a breath, “--yes, oh, please, fuck me.”

You can only grin at him, breathless. You missed him when he was gone for work, but having him like this each time he came back? It was worth it. You wait until he’s got his bleary gaze trained back on you to speak again.

“Alright baby, let’s see how long you can last.”

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