i think i may break off to do a daddy series

(Okay, so I’m starting a little “series” thing. I’ve got ideas for all of the Potter-Malfoy kids and I’ll be releasing drawings and headcanons of them. I hope you enjoy!!)

The first of the Potter-Malfoy kids I’d like to introduce you to are Anita and Lyra, the oldest. 



  • I imagine there’s lots of muggle-born kids who are given up because of their parent’s thinking their demonic or whatever 
  • + there’s no way any magical government would let them just grow up in foster homes bc they may give off bursts of magic which is multiple kinds of dangerous
  • + since there’s not a humongous wizard population, there’s the possibility that there’s a huge international wizard foster home/orphanage. 
  • I imagine it’s quite multicultural and if a child ends us spending most of their childhood there, it is made sure that they keep their language and culture intact.
  • there are of course kids of other blood statuses, but it’s probably about 75% muggle-born
  • So, on another note: Harry and Draco get married fairly early (about 2000, when their both 19.) 
  • because there’s a huge rush to do things after the war. 
  • everyone who was caught up in it have this urgency in their lives after feeling like they could lose everything in a blink of an eye. 
  • So all these kids go into their adult lives doing things in a rush. they go after their jobs, move back to be near their families, travel, get married etc.
  • Harry and Draco move back to Grimould place bc, even though Harry has shit memories there, he feels the need to continue making it a place full of love. Something it wasn’t when sirius was there. 
  • + since it has (yet again) gone into a bit of disrepair Draco slaps on an apron and cleans the entire fucking house with the help of Molly (bc what are household spells ??? How do those ???)
  • also when Molly gets over Draco’s past and gets to know him she fucking lovES him
  • So Draco + Harry have only been married for a year when they decide they want kids.
  • the big house was so quiet and they both want to be parents so badly, to be the fathers they never had.
  • so they travel out to this international foster home and decide they want a new born child to be their first, so that they can get the “whole experience”. They go through all the background checks and procedures to make sure they’re fit parents.
  • from there on it’s a waiting game
  • they’re notified in December of 2001 that the home has acquired two children from a woman who had given birth days ago + Draco and Harry immediately drop everything to rush down there

Anita + Lyra specific:

  • They’re twin muggle born girls from Morroco and they’re beautiful
  • Draco and Harry fell in love with them instantly and adopt them within the week
  • Draco is absolutely adamant about naming all their kids after constellations as the Black family tradition goes. Thus, Lyra (Narcissa) and Anita (Lily) are decided on.
  • Harry’s totally fine with and suggests that they just take the Malfoy name but Draco’s just like ??? are you insane ? your famous and my family’s nearly extinct ? They’ll have both our names and can decide if they want to go by one or the other (or both) ??
  • They’re identical and after having an extremely hard time telling them apart, Draco goes and buys these head bands, one with flowers and one with stars. Anita is given the flowers and Lyra the stars
  • They’re just bursting with magic from day one. So much so that Draco + Harry are constantly cleaning up things they’ve shattered. But they love it, really.
  • Draco is a stay at home dad bc he can’t stand working at the ministry for another second
  • they try their best to keep their culture with them and buy tons of muggle books to learn Arabic and teach the girls Arabic
  • Harry is “bābā” and Draco is “daddy” 
  • Anita is very soft and says ‘OH!’ (which turns into damn! as she gets older) every time anything is dropped or she accidentally breaks something. She insists on helping cleaning or cooking. She’s a bit shy and smiles with her nose crinkled. She’s incredibly smart but can get herself into mischief and is a bit too good at lying for Harry’s comfort
  • Lyra is a bit more reckless. She’s always laughing and snarking and getting into trouble. But she wears her heart on her sleeve and is so easy to read. she’s also a bit of a whirlwind of emotions. She empathizes so hard with everyone around her that it’s hard for her not to get frustrated 
  • Lucius - who already had an incredibly hard time warming up to the whole Harry and Draco idea in the first time - absolutely flips out when he hears that they’ve adopted muggleborns 
  • + Draco is just not fucking having it though. 
  • and in a heated argument tells Lucius that he’d chose “his girls” over his “shite father” any day and that if Lucius he has a problem with his granddaughters than he has no business coming around Draco’s family ever again because they will not stand that kind of prejudice anymore
  • therefore, the only of his friend’s kids he can allow around L + A is are Blaise’s. (bc Blaise’s mother was nOT here for Voldemort in the first place and neither really was Blasie when push came to shove. ive got about a billion head canons about Blaise’s mum. Someone ask me some day )
  • Narcissa on the other hand is thrilled when Draco tells her she’s a grandmother. She adores them and spoils them with Andromeda. (bc after the war Narcissa stopped giving two flying fucks about the constricted “perfect pureblood” mess she grew up in and for once in her life is just her god damn self, fuck everyone else.)
  • She eventually brings Lucius around. And though, Draco still holds bitterness about the whole situation, he gets past it after Lucius does.
  • Lucius also comes to adore the girls and continues to try to buy them things that are waaay too expensive and grand + Draco is just like “no no no no no. you’re not giving 3 year olds two of the latest broom models. Those are for full grown professional quidditch players for Merlin’s sake!” 
  • Draco is wonderful parent but is very helicopter-esque about the kids getting hurt or doing anything remotely dangerous 
  • while Harry likes to do the whole “living room wrestling” and “foot races through the mud” sort of thing.
  • They eventually create a sort of back yard for the kids at Grimould (sort of like the suitcase world Newt had but obviously smaller) for the kids to race around on their (toddler sized) broom sticks
  • They’re both Slytherins and like a scarier more lowkey Fred and George
  • Mcgonagall has a mini heart attack when she see’s their names on the list of first years (bc what thE FUCK THOSE TWO ARE MARRIED WITH chILDREN)
  • they both decide to go with “Potter-Malfoy” in whole half bc they love people’s expressions when hearing it but on their quidditch jerseys Anita has Potter and Lyra has Malfoy. Anita is a beater and Lyra is a keeper

A Life Less Ordinary by Jebiwonkenobi

It takes a few years but eventually they manage to agree on something; Derek Hale is an asshole, and Stiles Stilinski is in love with him.

Burn by night by thebrotherswinchester

Sheriff Stilinski has been kidnapped by Alpha werewolves. As bait. For his own son.

Cupboard Love by mklutz

He’s carefully balancing the sandwiches and the two biggest tupperware containers he could find that both had functioning lids when the front door opens and he almost drops everything right there in front of the stupid fountain.

If that’s Derek Hale, he’s definitely not a mountain man.

Daddy’s Do’s by apocryphal

“Hi Mr. Stilinski!” Lydia said pertly. “My name’s Lydia, and this is my daddy. His name is Derek Andrew Hale and he watches all of your videos on YouTube a lot, but he still can’t braid.”

[Stiles is a celebrity YouTube hairstylist. Derek may or may not have a crush. Lydia just wants a French braid for school picture day.]

Everything’s Better Under the Sea by tryslora

Everything changes when Derek goes under while surfing, hits his head on a board, and sees a man with a tail swimming away. He wants to know who that was, and what it has to do with Beacon Hills, the one place he never meant to come back to.

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OtaYuri fic recs #13

Since Tumblr now seems to be hiding content from creators that includes links to outside sources from the search results, reblogs to give these recs more visibility are greatly appreciated (~ ̄³ ̄)~

Neon Pink Motorcycle by goldheart, mature, 74.7k, soulmate AU

There are certain moments in Yuri Plisetsky’s life that he likes to forget happened at all. The time they were chased from the apartment, the landlord angrily spitting and waving threateningly at them when his mother couldn’t produce enough money for rent. Babushka’s funeral. The first time he fell in competition.

He cannot forget that, under the black band he wears around his wrist like a shield, his soulmark may as well be nonexistent.

We need our blood stirred by StrikerEureka, explicit, 3.7k, WIP, Otabek/Yuri/JJ

Part 2 of the So young and cinematic series

Otabek and Yuri want more from JJ but first they have to figure out how they fit.

“I like you,” JJ says, voice cracking again.

Yuri’s eyes flick to Otabek’s for a moment before he cups JJ’s cheek in his hand. It’s so gentle, so careful, that Otabek couldn’t look away from it, even if he wanted to. Yuri’s fingertips brush the wetness on his cheekbone away.

“Maybe I like you too,” Yuri tells him quietly

Sunshine by crescendotayuri, explicit, 3.5k

The sun is shining, it’s a beautiful morning, and Otabek accidentally finds out about Yuri’s praise kink.

We Know the Way Each Door Swings Open by verity, explicit, 3k

Part 2 of the someone on the dancefloor, waiting just for you series

Yuri smiles up at him, mischievous. “You were thinking too hard.” He grinds up against Otabek, cock already half-hard beneath his sweatpants. “Don’t be gentle with me. I can take it.”

“I know you can,” says Otabek.

Start of Everything by  onotherflights , mature, 3.8k

He didn’t realize someone could fall in love with their best friend, but watching Yuri light a sparkler and chase the other Yuuri around his own garden made something click. The way he threw his head back in laughter, his hair and his face equally lit in the golden twilight. It was just a little ache in his heart, something he hadn’t felt before. It confused him, made him furrow his brows together.

Or; Otabek has tried really hard to be good enough for everyone in his life, but Yuri is easy to please.

Otabek Altin’s Guide on How to Say No to Yuri Plisetsky by asukaJudesarahyyy, teen, 4.5k

Five times Otabek says no to Yuri, and the one time he doesn’t.

Why Can’t I Touch It? by BoxWineConfessions, mature, 7k, high school AU, warning: underage

Part 3 of the Heart Break Beat series

Otabek writhes against the sheets to get his sweats pulled down, and Yuri can hear the grunt of frustration in his voice. Yuri can feel the movements of his wrist. The mattress rolls and creaks with every single pump of his wrist. Yuri can’t help himself. He pulls his own half hard cock from his pajama bottoms and mimics the slow motions of his fist.

Yuri comes first. Then Otabek. Otabek moves for a tissue immediately. Yuri isn’t sure what to do. They’re not supposed to do this when the other person is still awake.

Watching by Perpetual Motion (perpetfic), teen, 1.2k

Otabek gets chilly in Russia; Yuri helps him warm up.

A golden link by Muspell, explicit, 7.3k

Part 4 of the Hardbacked and Leatherbound series

One thing is to go see your boyfriend DJ surrounded by a crowd of complete strangers, but this… Yuri needs to get away, and tugging and the slim piece of jewelry hanging from his waist, he has quite a vivid plan in his mind.

We’re All in Our Private Traps by kanekki, mature, 2.6k, mafia AU

“Beka, it hurts,” Yuri whimpered, breathing labored, “Please, make it stop.”

There are a lot of things that Otabek can forgive. But this isn’t one of them. Someone had hurt his Yura. Someone, some filth, had hurt his kitten. And they weren’t going to live for very long.

Get a Life by Blownwish, explicit, 3.5k, warning: daddy kink

“All you do is either skating or cat related.” And stalking-related.

Yuri retreats into the darkness. “I do you, fuckface.”

Oh, come on. He’s such a child about this. “Sex is as much of a hobby as eating. It doesn’t count.”

“Beka!” He slams his fist down. “I swear to the Holy Virgin Mother, if you do not stop pestering me about this bullshit, I will tell JJ you say his name when I blow you.”

“That was just one time.”

“It counts.”

“I was telling you he was in the locker room…”

“It totally counts!”

Don’t Tell Me How to Live My Life Okay by 777335, general audiences, 2.6k

Part 4 of the yuri can’t even with otabek sometimes series

“Okay, don’t freak out, Be–” Yuri decides to start off, given Otabek’s proclivity to internal emotional turmoil, “—okay you’re definitely already doing that.” Otabek doesn’t react; his mouth is hanging open slightly, but no other expression crosses his face. “Yo, Beka.” Yuri snaps his fingers at the screen. “Oh, for fucks sake, Beka.” He huffs, and then pokes his laptop camera, “Is facetime frozen.” He monotones, sticking out his tongue, scrunching up his features, “Can you see me, am I paused, Beka?”

“Yura?” Otabek asks, clearing his throat.

“Uhhhhhhh, yeah, dickwad. Who else?” Yuri tries not to fidget, self-conscious.

ok so I promised viktuuri baby headcanons and I’m here to deliver

this is pretty much a thread on twitter, but I’ll consolidate it here for convenience:

  • I hope Viktor and Yuuri become really embarrassing co-coach dads to their adopted daughter one day.
  • They’d probably name her Lyuba, because she’s the embodiment of their life and LOVE. Plus Lyuba Katsuki sounds really cute.
  • Viktor is a fan of L words after all, so I’m like 99.9% sure he’d give his kid a name beginning with L.
  • Nicknames: Lyubochka, Lyubov (thanks @3ubra).
  • I feel like she’d somehow have Viktor’s exact personality and heart-shaped smile despite being completely adopted.
  • Physically, she looks like Yuuri’s mom (which is part of the reason why they adopted her).
  • ((but her hair ends up wavy as she gets older, she has multiple beauty marks scattered on her face, and a tooth gap. She’s an absolute charmer))
  • Anyway she’s a horrible, spoiled heathen that makes Yuuri go prematurely gray because he is definitely the overprotective hover dad.
  • Meanwhile, Viktor is the free spirit papa that interprets her brattiness and tantrums as “self expression” and spoils her ten ways to Sunday.
  • ((they both spoil her though, let’s be real. Yuuri just tries to be subtle about it))
  • (((he isn’t)))
  • Obviously when she’s a kid, she clings to Viktor and favors him while saying awful things like “I don’t like daddy, he’s sooo boring.”
  • Yuuri’s heart breaks a lot but Viktor is there to pick up the pieces and Lyuba has him wrapped around her finger so he doesn’t mind being walked all over… :,)
  • ((tbh the only reason she’s so callous is because kids are kinda cruel until they learn other people have feelings too))
  • Because she’s a lot like Viktor, she also picks up on Yuuri’s moods really easily (which is why she’s so good at manipulating him into getting what she wants)
  • But my point is, when Yuuri has bad days and Viktor isn’t there and even Makkachin can’t help, Lyuba kinda just crawls into his lap and cheers him up…
  • She’ll push a picture she drew of their whole family into Yuuri’s face or yank at his face and ears until Yuuri gets out of his head and looks at her, and she just grins this huge ol’ smile that reminds Yuuri of Viktor so bad his heart melts and he can’t help but return it…
  • Then when Lyuba knows Yuuri is giving her his undivided attention, she babbles stories to take his mind off the bad thoughts……. :,,,,)
  • Later when Viktor comes home, he finds Yuuri asleep on the couch with Lyuba sprawled on his chest and Makkachin curled over Yuuri’s feet.
  • (Also Lyuba definitely has a Swar*vski crystal tiara tangled in her hair because you know she would)
  • This is Viktor’s phone lock screen if this wasn’t already obvious.
  • Lyuba goes on to skate and be a world champion and makes her dads proud, both as coaches and as parents
  • (Yuri is probably her ballet instructor)
  • Speaking of Yuri, he babysits occasionally when he’s not busy and is a terrible terrible influence, teaches her how to prank her fathers and push the other kids into the sand lol.
  • Yuri is the favorite uncle. Yuuri thinks it’s cute up until he realizes how bad of an influence Yuri is.
  • Viktor is like “but Yuuri they’re getting along so well!” And Yuuri is like “This is not the kind of getting along I wanted!!”
  • Yuuri has a three page list in small font of recommended activities for them to do while he and Viktor go out. Yuri chucks it in the trash.
  • Mila babysits too, and she’s the only one Yuuri knows he can actually trust with his child (hell if he could raise Lyuba with Mila, he would).
  • Georgi tried to babysit once, but Lyuba bullied him about his hair so much, the he cancelled early an went home crying.
  • Yakov and Lilia are the only two “babysitters” that are stern with her, and Lyuba actually behaves herself around them.
  • Yakov is also convinced that Lyuba is Viktor’s secret love child because she is far too much like him to be just adopted.
  • He tells all his conspiracy theories to Lilia, who finds holes in all of them.
  • Yuuri’s parents adore her to pieces: they insist they bring her to Japan for the coming of age ceremonies, and dress her up for every holiday.
  • Mari looks after her if everyone else is busy, and Lyuba really likes her aunt Mari’s piercings.
  • Minako wants to immediately raise her into the next skating prodigy, which Yuuri protests.
  • Chris and Phichit mail her extravagant gifts all the time.
  • In general, Lyuba grows up pretty well known in the entire worldwide skating community as the child of two of the greatest male figure skaters in history.
  • Of course when she’s older, Lyuba’s affection is a lot more even, she loves both her fathers equally and if she approaches one individually, it’s just because he handles the problem better than the other one would.
  • She’s actually really embarrassed by how bratty she was as a kid. Yuuri and/or Viktor often recount stories while she screeches at them to stop.
  • Even Yuri tries to embarrass her sometimes. “You may be a world gold medal champion, but I changed your diapers.”
  •  Yuri, tossing back a flask: “I let you vomit on me so your dads could go on a date and get some action at a hotel, as if they were still in their honeymoon period.”
  • Lyuba, covering her face: “Oh my god please stop.”
  • She apologizes to Yuuri for being such a jerk as a kid and Yuuri is like, “I married your papa, I signed up for this.”
  • Viktor: oh Lyubochka don’t worry, your daddy likes being bullied and bossed around ;)
  • Lyuba: I want to die immediately
  • Yuuri: *already ascending*
  • He’d be the horrible parent that drops hints about his sex like with his husband now that their kid is an adult 
  • Though let’s be real; why wait until she’s an adult? Viktor is shameless and Yuuri is constantly covering their Lyuba’s ears.
  • "Yuuri, our daughter is one and a half, she has the memory of an earth worm. We can have sex while she naps as long as we don’t wake her up.”
  • Poor Yuuri, between Viktor being himself and their daughter’s rebellious years he has so many gray hairs.
  • Yuri comes over like "oh my god I thought Asian people aged well.”
  • What Yuuri wants to say: “I’m kinda trying to raise the literal spawn of Satan, with the Devil himself”
  • What he does say: “not when they’re married to Viktor Nikiforov they don’t!!”
  • Viktor just kind of shrugs and tries to look innocent while cradling Lyuba.
  • It was in that moment that Yuri decided he would never ever get married.
  • He tells this to Mila, who’s engaged to Sara, at practice the next day and she laughs in his face and says “give it time.”

Anyway, that’s all I have so far, I’m probably going to eventually write a mini series about Viktor and Yuuri retiring and then adopting/raising Lyuba.

Things I Have Been Reading ...(Feb)

This really has been a labour of love because I have tried to post it twice only to have my laptop crash and have to start again!!!  

As I have been off work for the past few weeks I have had the pleasure of reading a butt load of fic (I believe that is the technical term).  I have also had some AMAZING recommendations sent over to me and please do keep them coming, feel free to tag me or send a link or send it to me by telepathy (although maybe not the last one because my telepathy skills are a little off atm).  It was quite tricky to narrow down this months list but here are some of my favourite things that I have been reading in February 2017.

P.S. If you make your way through all this and still want something to read then check out @lucifersagents who has been writing the most amazing drabbles and I love each and every one of them!


A huge thank you for all the SPN recs I’ve got this month! I have found some amazing writers who I hadn’t come across before so please keep them coming or there is a good chance this list will just be Gabe filth.

Pull them Harder@wayward-mirage gifts us all with this amazing Gabriel filth.  As a Gabe girl I have to say this fic gave me several ideas which I will probably never actually get round to writing.

Bringing Tidings Of Joy@bkwrm523 has written this fantastic little series and I urge all Gabe girls to pay special attention to part 2 before going having a cold shower.

While You Were Gone @luci-in-trenchcoats has killed me this this fic.  I haven’t got the words to describe how amazingly sweet and adorable this is a fantastic insight into Dean that warmed my heart.

You - @eyes-of-a-disney-princess is a writer who has recently come to my attention and from what I have read so far I expect great things.  This bit of Dean smut is fantastic and please feel free to make your way through her masterlist!

Off Limits –   @dancingalone21  I cannot begin to tell you how much I adore this fic, it is super cute and the relationship between Sam and Dean is brilliant.

Winchesters Don’t Giggle –  @rizlowwritessortof I read this a while back and it made me smile like an idiot.  I do love the softer side of Dean.

Research –  @nichelle-my-belle Here is another writer I have only just found but after making my way through her masterlist is definitely on my favourites list! This Sam smut is amazing and you should go follow her and read all the stuff!

Unexpected@percywinchester27 After reading this I want to have Sams babies. Lovely and fluffy and it makes me feel warm and fuzzy.


So as you can see this list is quite Steve/Bucky heavy so if you come across ANY other marvel fics that you think I should read PLEASE let me know. I love Steve and Buck but I’m a sucker for the underappreciated characters.

Not Over You@amarvelouswritings This series is killing me a little but in a totally good way.  

Try Again@promarvelfangirl A fine example of the breaking up and getting back together genre beautifully written and I may have had a stupid grin on my face quite a bit when reading this one.

Dirty Minded Cap – Steve - @fvckingsteverogers As a Steve/Chris girl I have no idea how I have not found this blog sooner but here is another masterlist I will be pouring over.  This Steve smut made me all tingly in my lady parts and I think I’ve found another favourite blog!

Homesick @thorne93 I have been reading this series from the very first part and as always my girl here has schooled me in the art of writing.  The fabulousness of series like this is why I don’t really write series because the bar is set really high x

What This Was@amarvelouswritings  THIS SERIES IS AWESOME AND I CAN’T WAIT FOR MORE AND I WANT TO BE ON HER FOREVER TAG LIST BECAUSE EVERYTHING I HAVE READ OF HERS IS AMAZING!  Sorry, fangirling a little there but in all seriousness, you should go follow her.

Screwed - @just-call-me-mrs-captain  It is entirely possible that I binge read this entire series and squealed several times.  Bucky is so brilliantly written here, go read it now!

Hallelujah –  @bovaria brings you a bit of Bucky angst for you all.  You may want to get a box of tissues handy before you start this one, you have been warned.

I think she likes you@emilyevanston I am feeling the whole coffeeshop AU thing right now and as someone who adores nerdy Nat this fic is super sweet.  The interactions between Bucky and Clint are brilliant and I pretty much had a grin on my face all the way through reading this one.

Exs and Ohs –  @civilwarkilledme I feel there should be more T’Challa, especially if this is what is created!  

Star Trek:

I’m a little light on Trek fics (possibly because I’ve been drowning in the Steve/Bucky trash) so send me your recs and hopefully they will make my list!!!

Carnival Fun@atari-writes creates a lovely version of the gorgeous doctor in this fic and I absolutely loved it.  

Stop Apologizing@kaitymccoy123 a super sweet bit of Bones here.  It’s all fluffy and awkward and really cute.

More Than You Know and The One by @imamotherfuckingstar-lord are two amazing bits of the lovely Captain. A beautiful little fic and an wonderful series that are well worth a read but then again she is one of my favourite writers and I would put everything she writes on this list if I thought I could get away with it.

Other Fandoms and Fics:

Love and Spiders@little-red-83.  So I fully admit I’m a Fili girl and this adorable little fic crossed my path a while back and I thought it was super cute and super sweet and as someone who is terrified of spiders this would be something I would do. Plus @little-red-83 is my tumblr twin so go check out her work.

Sleepy –  @chrisevans-imagines I am a total sucker for a daddy Chris Evans fic right now and this one is super cute.

Treat You Better  - @dont-hate-relate-pls has written this beautiful almost heartbreaking little fic about the lovely Rob Benedict and she writes him so well I can hear his voice in my head as I read it.

Let Me Show You @wayward-mirage is a writing genius who I adore and her Mark Pelligrino fics like this one are absolutely sublime.  Go follow her and show her a little love.

Donnie x Reader - @totally-turtle-imagines this is a really sweet little imagine about how super cute, fluffy and awkward Donnie can be.

Sharpie Promises @another-tmnt-writer.  This Soulmate AU is adorable and the unsure, insecure side of Raph just makes me want to give him a hug.  I am really enjoying seeing what this fandom and this blog has to offer. Also check out Hold Me for an extra slice of @another-tmnt-writer’s Raph.

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anonymous asked:

Do you have a list of favorite gradence fics you think everyone should read?

(only E rated b/c im trash) newer things not on that list that I made ages ago and still like/re-read are (me going through the tag by date posted to find my faves lol also things not mentioned on other lists- its long, strap in). mostly completed works, though i cheated a few times.

this thing of darkness - the smut was a long time coming but well worth it

horrible and terrible and good all at once - mainly b/c it gets to the smut RIGHT AWAY for such a long fic. props to you author, props.

onward, my fawn - kicked off by a gift for me by the ever daZzling @snarry-splitpea, its an excellent dub-con series.

by the way you told me - the first Daddy Kink fic i think i ever read, and god, its so fucking soft and sweet

bless the father, bless the son - the second ever Daddy Kink fic i ever read.

a warning - hi @whileyoustillcan thank you for the first ever sugar daddy AU that ruined my life. also yowza. 

the only one who could ever reach me - slow burn thats a lead into the hottest scorch, b/c summer and smut and hoooooly shit.

a mutual agreement - the cleverest twist i’d read at the time, and just, the first bottom!graves i ever saw too. a fucking + @granpappy-winchester

what grace have I - 2 words: secretary AU

if thou must love me - shameless self promo, the collab i did with @clutchhedonist was one of my first, and im very proud of the lovely AU we created.

hold on, enjoy the ride - first sex pollen AU i ever saw, from the OG discord chat group discussions. desperate to be fucked graves is my fave thing ok? where are the other sex pollen/fuckordie fics???

roche limit - another first. first omega!graves and alpha!credence and the day it posted and i saw 19k completed i think i swooned. i can call myself lucky enough to know the lovely author @rospeaks and we’re geographically close enough to hang out. its amazing. 

the reward of a well spent youth - hung!graves, credence crying basically a good time @jeahtastic / @accio-graves

faith based reasoning - religious guilt mmmm

coffee break - god i forgot about this one, technically sex drugging, a+ wall sex.

broad-shouldered beasts - sequel to shoreline which basically changed my life. @bygoneboy

shadow dreams (against my skin) - a one shot by the author of other peoples poetry, which i still havent read because its 11/12 and its been a while so, ergo, im sad but grateful we have this one thing.

shooting stars, falling objects - the Modern AU with kevin-esc cre, without the murder + more sexual tension.

it started in an alley - breaking the innocent cre trope with a vengeance 

gladly i’ll take poison from your lips - the bdsm club au i forgot about and ended up imitating a touch.

of plenty - in the grindle graves x cre tag but id call this dark graves if you like. @second-salemite

suppression - this… god the second i saw this in the tag i died. its a lovely modern au that FEELS like canon, just without magic. #bless.

what do you want if you don’t want gold - a rare exception to the E only rule, as it inspired me so damn much i wrote my own E rated fic. and yes, here i am pimping myself out again.

the (modern) stripper AU series - like full stop. its amazing.  @jeffgoldblumsmulletinthe90s

ink bloom - Ilvermorny AU, and its @kamikazesoundsociety - all her stuff is amazing & this series .

sweater weather - modern au thats sort of a gods and monsters homage, and its complete! gods & monsters (WIP) is totally amazing too tho, check it out. 

tell me more - veritaserum AU hah its so lovely. all of the bae @percysweetheart‘s stuff.

Faliebesch - accidental love/arousal potion, @ ilvermorny. yowza. 

Beguiled AU series - by @percysweetheart

a little problem - gift for me and its watersports  ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) @waywardgraves

faith and virtue - hahaha this is the sweetest sexiest lil thing beyond til tomorrow comes. unREAL.

boy we’re gold - if you like modern au’s and feminization, you’ll love this. technically this part is complete but overall its part of a series. 

the night before - omg here i am reccing all this stuff and not mentioning its got somnophilia in it oops. this is basically a sweet soft version of my all time fave WIP sin ‘graves goes to hell’  ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

i’m a count, not a saint - COUNT OF MONTE CRISTO AU + INCEST ok. sorry. im just so happy someone wrote for one of my au ideas :’)

bunboy!cre AU masterpost here - this whole AU thing got crazy wild and im so delighted to have been a part of it.

gossamer - a/b/o + incest + its written by @kamikazesoundsociety from a prompt i not-so-secretly sent. 

unforgivable - the imperius curse to make cre jerk himself off AU that i suggested.

sea souls - SOFT!LOVELY!ROMANTIC!!!! cre’s first beach trip @elvishflower

ripe and ready - A/B/O BOTTOM!GRAVES OK i love it

beautiful boy - ‘the man i warned you about is getting closer’ fics need to have their own classification as i love seer!graves i need more even though thats not at all what this fic is lmao, its pure smut. 

overtime - an excellent au with a twist  




turning crimson - another prezzie for me im literally so dumb, i hope there will be a sequel someday *heart eyes* @mercurial-tenacity

unfortunately i cannot offer any specific recs from the fics in the anonymous challenge without giving anything away and/or my commentary relies on knowing the author sooo, it’ll be a while til i can, but for now, i recommend the whole challenge collection. 

this list too, its old but there’s a shit ton of things on there, some may be wip’s.

im very picky about what i read, hence its mostly E and/or complete. i try not to read too many WIP’s because the sheer amount that havent been updated in 6+ months are too fucking sad to consider. hint: its a lot.

Read It Wednesday

Week 11! My apologies if I missed a fic this week! I was getting multiple notifications when things were being reblogged from certain people and it really crowded my activity. So, if you don’t see a fic here, I’m so so sorry. If you’d like to me read it, send it to me via message and I will get it read and added to next weeks Read It Wednesday. Also, I decided against adding gif drabbles from smut day in here, just to save the space. 

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Music Series: Power by Little Mix

Mixed feelings on this one, I have to admit. I love a good girl empowerment song. The vocals are good, sound is good, lyrics are okay, I love that their moms got involved in the video, and I like Stormzy on the remix…and I get he is further promoting that women are amazing…but…why infuse a male rapper into a girl power song? Doesn’t that sort of water-down the point a bit? How about tweaking the lyrics and getting Nicki Minaj into it? Or give me Beyonce shouting Run the World and bust that shit out!

But, never wanting to disappoint a fan of my writing, I wanted to see what I can do with it. We all know Harry shouts out for us women, and we love him for it. Huge wet sloppy kiss to him from all of us women. And I have no doubt he will do the same for any woman he is in a relationship with and put her high on a pedestal when he’s in love, so let’s see what I’ve got…

Here’s “Power” by Little Mix, (non-Stormzy version) which you can listen to HERE on Spotify.




Hold up, no you didn’t bow, bow

I ain’t the chick to walk behind you around town

Just cause you’re packin’, packin’, whoop, down south

That don’t mean I’m ever gonna take it laying down, baby

Oh I’m a machine when I do it

I’ll be catching fire, gasoline when I do it

Just cause you’re packin’, packin’, whoop, down south

That don’t mean I’m ever gonna take it laying down

“Babe, what are you doing? It’s 4 in the morning!” Harry exclaims, as he walks into the gym room of the house, watching you run on the treadmill.

You pull the earplugs to your music from your ears.

“Sorry, what?” you ask, not slowing your pace.

“It’s 4 in the morning, sweetheart,” Harry grins. “Why aren’t you sleeping?”

You straddle the belt of the treadmill as you switch it off and look at him again.

“Because your children have been getting me up by 5 every morning for the past week or so and I’m missing my workouts,” you say, wiping sweat from your face with a towel and walking toward him as he begins to reach his arms around you. “Oh, no, don’t. I stink!”

Harry giggles. “I love you when you stink, too, you know.”

“That’s good to know,” you smile. “Let me shower, then you can hug me.”

“May I join you?”

Baby, you’re the man but I got the, I got the, I got the power

You make rain but I’ll make it, I’ll make it, I’ll make it shower

You should know, I’m the one who’s in control

I’ll let you come take the wheel, long as you don’t forget

Who got the power?

I got the, I got the power

Hold up!

“Love, let me get it,” Harry says to you, as you bend to lift a heavy box you had been going through.

“It’s okay, I’ve got it,” you reply, carrying the basket back to the closet and pushing it up onto the shelf and closing the door. “Thanks, anyway.”

“What are you doing?” he asks you, kissing your head.

“Trying to get a few things done while the kids are napping,” you say. “I promised them we would swim after their nap.”

“No fair,” Harry frowns. “I want to swim, too.”

“Then join us!” you giggle. “We would love for Daddy to play outside with us for awhile.”

“I wish I could, babe, but I have work I need to get done,” he grumps.

“Can work not wait long enough for a quick swim with your babies?” you beg.

Harry sighs. “I’m afraid not. Bit of a deadline.”

“Shit, forgot to return a business call,” you say as you grab your phone and begin dialing, leaving a quick kiss to your man’s lips. “Thanks for reminding me. And dinner should be ready around 7 if you can pull yourself away long enough to eat,” you smile. “Yes, hi…” you say into your phone as you walk into another room.

My turn, I make this look easy

Tick Tick boom like gasoline-y

Yeah they call me Lamborghini

Cause I know just what I’m worth

Z-z-zero to hundred

B-b-body make’ em stutter

Start my engine, push the button

Cause I’m gon’ be coming first

Yeah, I’m a machine when I do it

I’ll be catching fire, gasoline when I do it

Just cause you’re packin’, packin’, whoop, down south

That don’t mean I’m ever gonna take it laying down

“You are so fuckin’ whipped, H,” the guys laugh as they tease Harry, taking a break from the monotony of work for a bit.

“I’m not whipped!” Harry says with a huge smile on his face.

“You are!” someone else says, lightly shoving Harry jokingly. “All she has to do is snap her fingers and you jump up running!”

“That’s not being whipped, that’s being respectful!” Harry grins. “You should see all she does. She takes care of our children, and takes care of me…our home…she has her own work…she drops everything to do whatever I need her to do, without complaint or hesitation…she takes care of herself…and she makes sure everyone is happy and alright. Why wouldn’t I jump and run if there is something I can do for her? She’s fuckin’ amazing. So if what I’m doing is being “whipped”, then fuckin’ whip me, because I love it!”

Don’t be fooled, I got you wrapped up

In the arms of an animal

Got you thinking that I’m all innocent

But wait ‘till I get you home

If you don’t baby you should know

I’m the one who’s in control

Motorbike, motorbike, motorbike, motorbike

Bike, bike, bike, bike

Bike, bike, bike, bike, bike, bike, whoop

“What’s up with you tonight, hm?” you ask Harry as he dries the last plate and tucks it up into the cabinet, while you finish tidying the area.

“What?” he asks.

“You’re distracted,” you grin, taking the towel he hands to you and drying your hands. “Think the kids even noticed when we put them down for bed. Work giving you problems?”

“No,” Harry sighs then grins. “The guys and I were talking today while we had a break. They were teasing me, saying you have me whipped.” Harry shakes his head.

“Do I not?” you smile, pointing to the light switch for him to turn it off, and he does.

“You think I’m whipped?” he asks, chuckling.

“Is that such a bad thing?” you ask. “I don’t think I ask you to do anything you don’t want to, do I?” You pucker your lips for a kiss.

“No, not at all,” he replies, shaking his head and kissing your lips lightly.

“Just guys being guys,” you say, wrapping your arms around his waist and kissing his neck.

“Yeah, I…” Harry becomes distracted by your kisses and loses his thought for a moment, then finishes. “…suppose so.”

You pepper kisses softly along his jaw, feeling his hands slowly move up and down your back, resting on your ass.

“Love…I have work…” Harry starts. “Need to get it done…”

“Mm-hmm,” you say, as if that is going to make you let go or stop nibbling him.

Harry giggles, loving the feel of you trying to seduce him, but knowing what you are doing.

“Baby,” Harry says, feeling your teeth sink into the skin on his shoulder, causing him to set his jaw and close his eyes in satisfaction. You ignore his feeble plea for escape, as your lips and teeth find his neck again and begin to suck, your fingers tangling into his curls. You hear him moan as you feel his hands work up under your top and his breathing become faster. As your hand firmly rubs the hard lump that has formed in the front of his jeans, you hear a soft, ‘fuck me’ escape his throat against your ear.

“Oh, I plan to,” you whisper, moving him closer to the bedroom.

You continue your sneak attack on him as you walk him backward through the bedroom doorway, stopping at the edge of the bed, then pulling away. You see the wild look in his eyes as you feel his hands already unclasping your bra.

“You’re not whipped, baby,” you whisper, as you kiss around his ear. “Now get those fuckin’ pants off.”

You’re the man

But I got the, I got the, I got the power

You make rain

But I’ll make it, I’ll make it, I’ll make it shower

You should know, I’m the one who’s in control

I’ll let you come take the wheel, long as you don’t forget

You’re the man

But I got the, I got the, I got the power

You make rain

But I’ll make it, I’ll make it, I’ll make it shower

You should know, I’m the one who’s in control

I’ll let you come take the wheel, long as you don’t forget

I got the, I got the power

Mini Matchmaker Pt 3 (Steve Holiday Mini Series)

Happy New Year, my lovelies!! I was trying really hard to have this ready for NYE cause that’s when part of it happens but work and life made that impossible. But here it is!! I really hope you like this! I had all the fluffy feels while writing it, so yeah. :D Let me know your thoughts! <3


Mini Matchmaker Pt 3 (Steve Holiday Mini Series)

Characters: reader x Steve, Bucky, Clint, Natasha, OC Justice, Laura Barton, Sam, Maria Hill, others mentioned. [modern AU]

Summary: A surprising phone call leads to another dinner, plus New Years Eve plans go awry. 

Warnings: Fluff! Lil angst. Mention of death and car accident. Illness I guess? 

Word Count: 4.2k (I’m a wordy birdie)

Tags are at the end

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Originally posted by shenghoutony

The day after Christmas was a rude awakening, returning to the awful world of retail clothing and the demanding general public. Everyone and their dim-witted cousin had descended upon the mall to return ill-fitting clothes, otherwise unwanted gifts, and basically to annoy you. You didn’t know how many more times you could say, “Without a receipt I can only give store credit and that’s with the tags still attached” because every single time, the customer was baffled and infuriated at your inability to fork over the refund money without proof of purchase. Shocking.

You had spent your (late and shorter than usual) break hiding in the bathroom just so you didn’t have to see another person for 15 minutes. You repeated the mantra of “only a few more days, only a few more days…” to keep you from snapping right then and there.

Thankfully, two days later things had calmed down and you were able to have an actual lunch break. Natasha had joined you halfway through and was currently devouring your basket of fries, but lucky for her you weren’t that hungry. If you never saw another mall food court again, it would be too soon. The combined smells were nauseating. Only a few more days, only a few more days…

The buzzing of your phone on the laminate table brought you out of your stupor, your heart leaping at the name displayed on the screen. Steve. Natasha’s eyes followed the sound and she gripped your arm in almost-painful excitement.

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Life Ain’t Simple - Part Five

Dean Winchester x Rader

1949 Words

Warnings; mentions of sex, cursing, and a pinch of smut at the end

After John’s death, Sam and Dean were a little different. Dean spent all his time outside Bobby’s place, fixing up his baby and staining every last shirt he had with oil. You found yourself cooped up inside, reading any book you could halfway understand. Bobby helped, when he could. He claimed most of his memory of the books have gone in his old age.

Sometimes you caught yourself watching Dean fix the Impala. You would find a nearby car and sit in the seat, in the shade of a roof, and listen to him curse under his breath. He never stopped until you made him come to bed or brought him food. The man cared about nothing anymore, except returning his damn car back to its original self.

Sam hung around Bobby’s, reading when he grabbed a chance or doing research on the new laptop he found at a pawnshop for half of what it is in the store. Sam didn’t mind staying at Bobby’s, but you can tell, like yourself, that he’s getting restless just waiting around.

You and Sam try to help Dean, asking him if he needs help, if he’s okay. Dean pulls back, every time and shuts down, burying his head into the hood of his baby.

“I think I got something.” Sam walks into the bedroom you’ve been sleeping in. He holds up a phone that must have belonged to John, because it doesn’t match any one of Dean’s or Sam’s.


“Roadhouse?” You look up at the sign. Dean picks the lock and walks inside, leaving you and Sam out in the middle of nowhere, alone.

Sam shrugs, stepping out of the van and following his older brother inside. He disappears through the door and leaves you by yourself, humming along to the tune that was barely audible through the radio.

“Sam!” You hear Dean call, his voice straining.

You jump out of the van and run inside to see Dean doubled over, holding his nose in the crook of his elbow. Sam is walking through a set of doors, his hands up and behind his head. Then you notice the blonde pointing a rifle right at Dean’s head.

She looks up at her, confusion crossing her face as she pulls the rifle toward you, clearly realizing that Dean is the bigger threat and pulling it toward Dean once more.

You reach for the gun in your pocket, but with a look from Sam telling you not to, you don’t bother with it. You raise your hands above your head as another woman behind Sam appears, a gun pointing up at his head.

“Sam, Y/N, don’t do anything.” Dean warns.

“Dean…” You watch as he stands up, blood dripping from his nose.

The woman behind Sam stops and looks between the boys. Her lips fall open and she mouths something to herself quickly before letting the gun in her hands slip down a couple of inches. “Sam and Dean? John’s boys?”

“That’s us.” Dean almost growls.

“Ellen. And that’s Jo, she’s my daughter.” The woman nods to each of the boys, her gaze stopping once it lands on you. “I don’t believe I know you, sweetheart.”

Dean takes a few steps closer to you, meeting you in the middle as you try to carry yourself forward, eyes still on the little blonde girl with the rifle pointing at Dean. “Y/N Y/L/N.” He wraps his arm around you, shielding you from Jo’s view.

“Awe, the love birds.” Jo cooed. She finally lowers the gun and sets it behind the counter.

“We’re not—“ Dean mumbles, but he glances down at you and plants a tiny kiss on the top of your head, the most affection he has shown you in almost a week, unless you count him absentmindedly holding you close to him when he decides he needs to sleep.

Ellen chuckles, more to herself than anyone. “Dean Winchester, in love with a woman? By the sound of things, you’re just like John. How’d that happen?” She watches you two, stepping behind the counter to grab a cloth and shove some ice into it.

Dean leads you over to the bar and he takes a seat, dropping several inches. You stand beside him, leaning against his side and making sure he doesn’t lash out. “Not something you can plan.” Dean grumbles as Ellen hands over the ice. He instantly pushes his face into it and lets out a long sigh.

You rub his back for him, trying to relax him. He’s still tense, like he has been since John… Nothing really seems to work for him, not even sex. You assume it’ll pass soon and he will return to normal.

Feeling a pair of eyes on you, you glance over and see Jo, leaning with her elbows on the bar, her eyes narrowing in on you. She scowls the second she notices you looking and stands up, walking around the counter and sitting at a table a few feet away. You don’t like her.


“A carnival?” You look over at Sam. “Are you fucking serious?” Carnivals aren’t your thing for an entirely different reason than Sam, who according to Dean, is terrified of clowns. You don’t like carnivals for how they treat people, how they act toward their guests, and the fact that you worked at one for most of a Summer back when you were in High School. Not the best times of your life.

“He was pretty quick to jump on it.” Dean chuckles. “Killer clowns don’t sound too bad, huh, Sammy?” Dean nudges Sam’s side, causing him to groan.

“This place is a dump.” Sam glances around at all the rides, watching as the pathetic looking ferris wheel turns. The carnival isn’t open just yet, and it may be creepier than anything you’ve seen so far. “Look,”

Looking at the ‘help wanted’ sign, the boys decide it’s best to join the team, get to the bottom of the clown murders. Children are being abducted, why not get close to everyone who works here? It doesn’t seem like a hard job.

It certainly wasn’t hard to get on board. After a little pleading from your end, and Sam’s puppy dog eyes, Mr. Cooper gives you positions in the team. You were given a great role as costume designer, which consisted of picking out clothes for the performers to wear. Dean was on clean up, making sure the grounds are clean and look nice for the guests, and Sam is maintenance.


“If you wouldn’t have followed that little girl, we wouldn’t be here.” You watch as Dean unscrews the license plate off the borrowed van. He shoves it into one of his bags and tosses the screwdriver into yours.

Dean lifts his eyes, narrowing them at you as you kick your feet, sitting in the back of the van. Where the license plate had been is between your knees as you kick them lightly through the air. “Shut it. It’s what we do.”

“You don’t break into a little girls house.” You shake your head, turning your gaze toward Sam. “And you should have known better.”

“Sorry… Guess I wasn’t thinking either.”

“Are you two alright?” You ask gently, looking between the boys. Sam’s chest falls and he kicks a rock on the ground. It rolls a little way and comes to a stop. Dean yanks his clothes bag out of the back of the van and motions rudely for you to jump out.

“Dean,” Sam looks over. “She’s just concerned.”

“Oh yeah?” Dean snaps, his face turning red. “I’m tired of all you asking if I’m okay. Fuck, I lost my father and here you are, acting like you two were best buddies. You hated the guy, Sam!” Dean spits and pulls you out of the van by your wrist.

You stumble as you try to get to your feet. Dean slams the trunk of the van closed and starts storming off. “Dean…” You try.

Dean whirls around, his eyebrows formed together. “No! I’m dealing with dad’s death my way, alright? This is just how I deal with things. I was perfectly content working on my baby, getting her back in shape. It’s what I wanted to do!”

“Baby,” you pick up your bag and put it around your body. “listen to me,”

“And you,” Dean growls, pointing one of his callused fingers at you. “Why didn’t you tell me you left a guy? Aren’t you just going to do the same thing to me once a new opportunity comes along? Did you even tell him you were leaving?”

“Dean, is this really the time?” Sam asks in a low voice.

“Oh this is a great time!” Dean replies, moving his gaze from you to his brother. “Did you know she was getting married? Did she tell you?”

“I was.” You say bluntly. “I was set to get married to this guy from town. He was nice, but he wanted a family that I can’t give him. I don’t want kids, never have. He thought if he married me, I would change my mind. It got so bad, Dean. He became obsessed, planned our wedding down to the colors. I agreed to get him to shut up about it, thinking it would go away after so long. That’s why I started helping out with Asher and Michael. Joanna gave me a home and told me she would help me if he ever came looking for me.”

Dean’s lip quivers as he watches you, his eyes glaze over. “You left him that easily. How easily will you leave me?”

Dropping your bag, you walk over and throw your arms around his waist, holding him in place. “I am not leaving you. Not any time soon.”

Sam stands awkwardly to the side, rubbing the side of his head and watching you two embrace each other, holding each other like one of you may disappear at any second. You keep repeating the same thing over and over again, until Dean finally nods his head.


Killing the monster was easy, heading back to Bobby’s was the hard part. After the blind man was discovered, Dean didn’t really care about anything else. He went straight for his Impala and began working on it again, slaving away for days on end, not stopping unless you told him to. This made him happy, working on the Impala his daddy gave him, though he always seemed a little more relaxed when you were watching him from the nearest car.

“Hand me a wrench?” He asks from one of the wheels. He wipes his forehead with a piece of his shirt and looks up at you and the confused look spread across your face. “The thing you called a strange sex toy.” He says with a little smirk spread across his lips.

“Why didn’t you just say sex toy?” You close the book about vampires and set it on the seat, slipping out of the car and walking over to Dean, wrench in hand. You lean over and kiss the top of his head before giving him the tool.

Dean pulls you down by your shirt and you land on your knees, dirtying them with the dirt and grease mixed together. He presses his lips against you and you feel something hard between your legs, pressing up against you through your jeans.

“Dean!” You pull away, giggling.

He smirks and moves the tool gradually over the fabric, back and forth until you’re eyes close and you throw your head back. What sort of power does this man have over you? “I think we should try your idea out.”

Mary’s Teacher 4/?

Oliver and Felicity must both tell some truths in order to move forward.

Thanks so much for all the kind words, reblogs and likes for this series! I’m so glad you are enjoying this as much as I enjoy writing! Thanks so much to @magda1102 for the amazing edit!

This chapter will also be my entry for this week’s Olicity Hiatus Fic-a-Thon prompt: Get Down.

Hope you all enjoy! I did this without a beta so all mistakes are mine. This is and all other parts are available on AO3.

                             4. Getting Down to the Truth of the Matter

Felicity woke up the next morning feeling awful. Eating all that ice cream before bed - bad idea. But she wished that yucky tummy was her biggest problem. Really it was the ache radiating from her chest for a dream lost. How could you be this upset about something that you never had?

She had allowed herself to hope for the first time in a very long time. She had dared to think, this might be it - that thing that her college friends had found. The elusive love that she had never gotten to experience. Felicity had actually started to doubt it would ever happen for her and then when she met Oliver Queen.

No matter, how many times she reminded herself not to have a crush on her student’s Dad, it could not be stopped. She’d liked Oliver Queen from the moment he literally caught her in his arms when she fell off a desk.

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We All Want Love - Chapter Two

Roman Reigns/OC

Author’s Note: The visit to Jon’s house is cut off for a reason! Is there really a lot between None and Some? Tags: @lavitabella87 @macfizzle @thenamesaj @cool-snowball-22-blog @romanempressfics

March 1, 2017

Atlanta, GA – Esperanza’s Condo

3:45 pm



Esperanza lie across her king-sized bed listening to her best friends, Angel and Monroe go back and forth about what they were doing for her upcoming birthday. She never got a say so in what they did, she liked what they had come up with in the past. While they talked she checked in with Kyla who was at cheer practice for their upcoming competition. It had been a few days since Esperanza had heard anything from Joe but she wasn’t worried, Kyla was worried enough for them both. If he was meant to find her again, he would. And if not, then so be it.

“How about we go out to Cali? Go to the beach, do some sight seeing.”

Angel rolled her eyes for the tenth time in the last twenty minutes at Monroe. She didn’t like any of Monroe’s ideas, as usual.

“Cali? Who is she Kyla? She needs a real trip out of the country, Roe.” Angel explained thumping the younger girl’s forehead. “Somewhere like Barcelona or Brazil.”

“Do you really think she would like that? What about Germany?”

Angel looked to Esperanza with an exasperated sigh, “Please get your girl. This fool wants to take you to Germany.”

‘You guys know we don’t have to take a trip every time one of us has a birthday,” Esperanza laughed dropping her phone onto the bed. “We could just go out here or drive somewhere close.”

Both Angel and Monroe laughed at her suggestion. The trio had been taking birthday trips ever since their businesses took off three years prior. They hadn’t spent a birthday in Atlanta since.

“Oh please. You can’t be serious, Es. I don’t agree with that ragamuffin very often but we agree on this. Birthday trips are our thing, we’re successful we deserve it.”

“You got one more insult me and I’m knockin’ that cute little accent out of your mouth, Monroe,” Angel playfully threatened. “But she’s right. We’re going. You just worry about packing some real cute shit and we got the rest.”

Angel was the friend with the potty mouth. She cursed like a sailor and had no cares about anyone who didn’t like it. She was the oldest of the trio, which made her the protector. When they went out they had no worries, they took care of each other and she took extra care of the two of them.

“We’re gonna take you to a nice island, get you drunk and get you a man cause, chica, you need it.”

Esperanza rolled her eyes in annoyance. “Shut up, Angel. I do not need a man for nothing.”

“I beg to differ,” Monroe laughed, “You need one for a few things.”

“He can’t do nothing for me that I can’t do for myself, Monroe.” Angel and Monroe shared a glance then looked at Esperanza and fell out laughing. She pouted a bit not needing the same lecture from her friends that she had gotten from her mom of all people.

“When was the last time you were with a guy, Es?”

“That’s none of your business, Monroe. That’s personal.”

“Esa mierda,” Angel groaned holding back a laugh, “The last time you got some dick was when you were with Rodney’s cheating ass.” Monroe’s eyes got big as Esperanza playfully slung one of her decorative pillows Angel’s way.  “Girl that was over two years ago. That’s a long ass time.”

“That’s why she’s so feisty all the damn time. She needs some,” Angel joked blocking yet another pillow.

“I hate both of you. And I’m not feisty, Angel.”

During Angel and Esperanza’s bickering Monroe’s phone pinged letting her know she had a message. She quickly gathered her belongings and headed for the open bedroom door. “I’ll see you ladies later. My man is on his way home.” She blew kisses on her way out of the room.

“Now that she’s gone, I can tell you what happened,” Angel said once she heard the front door open and close. “And before you say anything I didn’t want to say anything in front of her cause I didn’t want her to corrupt you into going back.”

“Just tell me already.”

“So, yesterday I’m at the salon working on this wig for a client when my receptionist comes and tells me I’ve got an appointment. So I’m like bring her back, I never really paid attention to the girl’s name when I saw it in my book,” Angel explained quickly. “So, she gets back my private booth and she’s talking her ass off. Telling me about how her baby’s daddy made her this appointment cause he wanted her to look good on their little date for some party they’re going to. And you know me,” she joked, “I wasn’t feeling it but I’m faking it, She pulls out her phone to show me pictures of him and the child. Guess who it was, Es. It was Rodney’s ass.”

Esperanza screwed her face up wondering why Angel was even telling her that. She hadn’t talked to him since their break up and she changed her number. He was in her past, that’s where she wanted to keep him.

“So once I’m done I walk her to the front to pay. When we get up there, Rodney’s raggedy ass is sitting out there with this big ass smile on his face. So me being me, I asked him what the fuck was so funny. He tells his little girlfriend to go on to the car so he can pay. And then he tells me how good it is to see me again and asking me about you.” She scoffed flipping her hair over her shoulder. “He was close to me pepper spraying his ass. Talking about he misses you and wants to know if he can have your number like he didn’t just have his girlfriend sitting in my chair.”

“And you told him what, Angel?”

“I told him kick rocks and to go back to his busted ass girlfriend.” Esperanza stared at her waiting for Angel to say whatever else she had said to Rodney. “What,” she snapped rolling her eyes. Esperanza raised her brows giving her a knowing look. “Okay, okay. I told him if I caught him anywhere near you or anything you own I would cut his balls off with nail clippers.”

“You know you don’t have to threaten him every time, Angel. I’m over all that shit. It’s in the past.”

“I wouldn’t be your best friend if I didn’t, Es. You may be over it but I’m not over how he made you feel. It hurt me to see you like that.”

“Awwwe, look at you, Angel, being all soft.” She joked hugging her best friend tightly. Angel pushed her off with a laugh of her own. “Yeah, yeah. Cut that cute shit out. “


March 4, 2017

Atlanta, GA – Esperanza’s Condo

8:30 pm



Kyla had been in contact with Joe again through Twitter ever since the night he day he left Atlanta. It was small things, him checking up on Kyla and Esperanza and making small talk with the young girl about her and her sister.

Esperanza and Kyla had dubbed Friday night their Sister’s Night. Neither of them worked and Kyla didn’t have practice—it was their time to take a breather from their responsibilities. They were supposed to watching ‘Dear White People’ but Kyla had her nose stuck in her phone.

“Little girl, if you don’t get off that phone. Those Tumblr girls can wait.”

Kyla laughed as she locked her phone. “I wasn’t on Tumblr this time. I was texting this guy.” Esperanza eyed her sister at the mention of a boy, her sister had never openly admitted to texting and talking to boys on her phone even though Esperanza already knew. Kyla caught her sister’s look and shook her head. “He’s not my boyfriend. He’s more like my brother—big brother.”

“Look here, whoever this boy is does not want to be your friend. He’s only saying that because he thinks it’ll get you comfortable with him so he can sleep with you, Ky.”

“It’s not like that. Seriously. He’s a brother to me.”

Esperanza scoffed pausing the Netflix series. She turned on the sofa so she was facing her sister. “And what are you to him? Trust me, Kyla. I’ve had my share of boys who say they’re my brother and then try to fu—sleep with me.”

“He’s way too old to be into me, Es. I swear it’s not like that.”

“How old is way too old, Kyla Lolita Harris?”

Kyla ran her hand down her face in frustration. This was not the plan she had worked through with Joe. It sounded so much better in texts, leave it to her to mess it up. “Look, I’ll just call him and you can talk to him. He’s more into you than me, I’m sure of it.” Quickly, she went through her contacts, finding Joe’s name so she could FaceTime him. “See,” Kyla sassed passing her phone to her sister. Giving her sister the side eye, she snatched the phone waiting for him to answer.

She smiled upon seeing Joe’s brown eyes staring back at her. “Kyla, I’m gonna kill you,” she mumbled, “And you too, Joe. I know you put her up to this.”

“It’s good to see you too, Tesoro della mia.” His voice was even deeper through the phone, it was nice to hear it again.

Esperanza allowed herself to dial back her excitement. The last thing she wanted was for Joe to think that she was waiting on him. “What does that mean, Joe?”

“It means treasure of mine.”

“Mmhm. You think your Italian is gonna win me over?” She asked raising a brow. “Cause it’s not.” Joe laughed heartily, he started to move around with his phone cuffed tightly in his hand. From what Esperanza could see he was in a hotel room, a nice one. He plopped down onto the full-sized bed still staring at Esperanza.

“From your smile I think I already have, Doll. You look beautiful by the way.”

“You almost got cursed out,” she said honestly, ignoring his compliment. “Had me thinking some guys was tryna give her some game about being her brother. And she said he was older than her. You almost got the business, Joe.”

“You tryna give me the business already, Doll. It’s like that?” Esperanza covered her mouth to contain her laughter, Kyla stood up ready to excuse herself that was much more than what she wanted to hear.

“Well, alrighty. I’m just gonna go to my room before I lose my dinner all over the floor.”

“Damn, little sister,” he laughed, “I didn’t know you were still in the room. You were too quiet over there.”

“Don’t worry, Joe. I’m leaving,” she giggled. “Can you call him on your phone, Es? I need my phone.”


Esperanza didn’t plan on staying up as long as she did with Joe but he wouldn’t let her hang up. He only had a flight in the morning so he was in no rush. The two of them traded jokes and stories back in forth, their laughing kept Kyla awake but she was happy for her sister. It had been a while since her sister had genuinely laughed like that.

“I should’ve asked before but do you have a girlfriend, Joe? Cause I’m not trying to be your little road side piece.”

He smirked rubbing his tired eyes. “Nah, no girlfriend, Doll. Unless that’s your way of askin’.”

“Nope it’s not. But you look tired, you should get some sleep.” He nodded then bid her good night, ending their call.


March 10, 2017

Orlando, FL -  Disney Coronado Springs Resort

6:45 pm



Kyla’s cheer competition had brought the sisters down to Orlando for the weekend with Kyla’s team. Since Kyla would be with her team the whole weekend, Esperanza and Joe made plans with each other before and after the competitions. They had plans to got to his cousin, Jon’s house, for a little get together during their time off.

“You’re staring again,” Esperanza laughed snapping her fingers in his face. He grabbed her hand, placing a light kiss on her knuckles. “Can’t help it, Doll. I finally have you in front of me without starin’ a hole through my phone.”

“Stop it. Flattery will get you nowhere,” she told him moving from their spot on the bed. She wanted to change clothes before they headed out for his cousin’s house. Joe couldn’t help his wondering eyes, he had been watching her every move since he got to her hotel room over an hour ago.

“I think it could if you gave it try.”

“I’m not fucking you in a room filled with Mickey mouse heads, Joe,” she laughed taking her clothes to the bathroom. “Not even if I actually wanted to.”

“Trust me, baby. If you let me in, you wouldn’t be worried about those damn heads,” he yelled out to her.

“Am I gonna have to put you out, Joe? You know I will.”

“You’d really put me out,” he asked lying back with his hand behind his head.

Esperanza snatched the bathroom door open, giving him a mocking smile then went to tuck the clothes away in her bag. She didn’t want to put him out, she was enjoying his company far too much. Even when she acted like she didn’t want him there, Joe brought more laughs and smiles out of her. Joe eyed her as she approached the bed. He knew she was watching him watch her but he had not a care in the world about it. He never made it a secret that he was attracted to her.

“I didn’t invite you over here for that. If you keep this up you’ll be going to your cousin’s place alone.”

“Plans change, Es. For the better.” She rolled her eyes trying to pull him up from his spot on the bed. The pair fought back and forth even though Joe could’ve easily overpowered her, it was more fun to watch her try. “We could both just stay here and enjoy each other’s company.”

“Not happening. I’ve gotten dressed to go out and that’s what we’re doing, mister.”

“Doll, why go be annoyed by my cousins, their wives and our friends, when you can stay here with Daddy,” he asked grasping her chin with his free hand. Esperanza smirked as she looked into his eyes. She couldn’t lie and say he wasn’t tempting her.

“I’ll make a deal with you, Joe. We go to your cousin’s house and have a good time now,” she said lacing her fingers with his, “And I’ll show you a good time later. Deal?”

He twisted his lips, thinking about her deal. “What kind of good time, Doll?”

“I’m still not going to fuck you in this Mickey Mouse room,” she giggled.

“Mmm, I’ve got a better deal. We go to my cousin’s house for a little while and afterwards we go to my house, I can make you some dinner then you can make me some sweets. Deal?”

“As long as I’m not the sweets, Joe. I’m not fucking you in your house either.”

“No one said anything about fuckin’. Just dinner and somethin’ sweet.”

Joe grabbed Esperanza’s wrists as she got ready to get out of his blacked out Tahoe. Their drive to Jon’s house was quiet but comfortable. Outside of Joe quietly signing along to the radio and Es laughing at him.

“I’m gonna warn you, Es. My cousins aren’t like me.”

“What does that mean? I’ve seen them on television, they are not that bad, Joe.”

“No, seriously, Doll. Josh is alright but Jon is,” he paused trying to find the right word. Before he could, His door was snatched open. Joe groaned as his cousin pulled him out of the driver seat, Esperanza laughed as she grabbed the keys from the ignition before getting out. She walked behind them as they play fought all the way up the curved driveway. Esperanza noticed there were about five or six cars. More than what she thought would be there. They stopped once they were on the porch when Joe was finally able to get out of his cousin’s hold.

“This is my cousin, Jon,” Joe said slightly out of breath, “Jon this is, Esperanza. My Doll.”

Jon gave him a cray look as he pulled her into a big hug, spinning her around in a circle until her back was to Joe. Jon looked over her shoulder at her butt with a goofy smile then gave Joe a thumb up. He tried to take a swipe at his cousin but Esperanza ended up getting in his way when she pulled away from the hug. She took her place at Joe’s side, holding on to his arm.

“Nice to meet you, Jon. Joe told me some stuff about you,” she giggled.

“Likewise, Esperanza. And whatever Uce told you, it’s a lie he’s a hater,” he laughed.

“Get your crazy ass in the house before I get Trin on your ass.”

“Whatever, I ain’t scared of her,” he sulked walking them into the house.

Joe wrapped his arms around her waist, hugging her from the back. She giggled feeling his beard tickle her neck. “Stop it, Joe.” She wiggled against him trying to get out of his hold, he groaned in her ear at the feeling. “You better stop. Keep that up and me fuckin’ you in a Mickey Mouse room will be the least of your worries, Es.” At his words, she stopped her movements feeling her cheeks heat up from his words. “That’s what I thought,” he mumbled as he let her go and grabbed her hand.

“Bout damn time,” Jon complained as they entered the large, open living room. “Alright, yall this is Esperanza, the doll.”

“MY doll,” Joe playfully glared at his cousin.

“Yeah, yeah. Anyway. Esperanza, that’s my twin Josh, his wife Kecia, my wife Trinity and our ugly cousins. Come on, Uce.” Jon spoke quickly, grabbing Joe’s arm pulling him away from Esperanza. Before she could ask where they were going, Joe, Jon and Josh were out of sight.

“Girl, come have a seat. They won’t be back for a while.” The woman she remembered as Trinity patted the spot on the sofa beside her with a welcoming smile.

The woman to her left put a hand to Esperanza’s knee, garnering her attention. “Joe didn’t tell us he was bringing a guest with him. I’m Tamina by the way.”

“I’m sorry if I’m intruding, Tamina. He told me it would be alright if I came,” she explained confused.

“Girl, we’re not upset you’re here. Hell, we’re excited he brought you with him,” Tamina laughed slapping hands with Kecia.

“Why’s that?”

“Cause he never brings girls to meet us. He hasn’t since his developmental days. He usually just sleeps with them then never talks to them again.” His other cousin added earning glares from her other cousins. “What? It’s the truth and you guys knows it.”

“Yeah but you didn’t have to tell her that, Nia. At least wait until you’re sure he’s told her that,” Tamina stressed giving her leg a slap.

Esperanza sat uncomfortably watching them go back and forth, she was glad to hear that Joe hadn’t done to her what he had clearly done to others but on the other hand she wasn’t sure if she liked that he had that in his past. What if it came back to bite him in the ass somewhere down the line? Or what if he left her in dust?

“Don’t worry about what Nia said. She has a habit of putting her foot in her mouth,” Kecia assured.

“You guys know him best, it’s better to hear it from you than anyone else.”

“No,” Tamina asserted, “It’s better to have heard it from Joe. His past relations are none of our business. We shouldn’t have brought it up, especially not on your first visit.”

“Yeah hopefully we haven’t scared you away from him. Joe would kill us.”

Esperanza laughed waving Trinity off. They looked extremely worried. “Trust me, him and his mouth will run me away before you guys would.”

“His mouth?” Trinity asked carefully.

Esperanza laughed thinking back to their conversation in the hotel, their phone conversations and texts. He had been throwing out innuendos at her, Joe was good she had to admit but not that good.

“Joe is just good. He’s a smooth talker and I bet he’s even smoother,” Esperanza caught herself before she could utter the rest of her words. “Sorry, I don’t want to make yall uncomfortable and we barely know each other.”

“Trust us nothing you could say could make us uncomfortable. We’re all family, hopefully you’ll stick around and become family too.”


Joe brought Esperanza to his home, getting her settled in his living room while he changed clothes. Him and his cousins had smoked a cigar and the smell had seeped into his clothes. While she waited for him to return, she called to see if Kyla and the team had made it back to their hotel.

“We’re still out, Es. I know that’s what you want,” Kyla laughed into the phone.

“I just wanted to check on you, geez. I haven’t heard from you all day.”

“Because you’re with Joe. I want you to enjoy him without interruptions.”

“Enjoy him,” Esperanza laughed. “Girl, what do you even know about that?”

“I’m 16, not 6. I know what couples do when they’re alone. They have sex, Es.”

“We haven’t had sex, Kyla Lolita! You and I are gonna have a long, long talk,” she scolded playfully.

“Have fun. Practice making me nieces and nephews,” Kyla blew kisses into the phone then hung up.

She laughed tossing her phone onto the coffee table. She couldn’t believe her sister was pushing her up to have sex with Joe. Albeit, she was thinking about it but she didn’t need anyone influencing her. It’s the reason she hadn’t told Monroe or Angel about Joe period.

When she looked up, Joe was coming around the corner, heading towards his kitchen. She followed him, wanting to know what he planned on cooking.

“Doll, come wash your hands. I’m puttin’ your pretty ass to work,” he ordered popping her butt.

She poked his chest with her index finger. “Hands, Mr. Anoa’i.” He held his hands up surrendering with a laugh. Moving around her, Joe begun taking the pots out he would need and ingredients he had gotten before going to Esperanza’s hotel room. His mom had given him the recipe to her tomato sauce and meatballs, she was sure he could handle boiling noodles. She wanted to know who her son was cooking for but he had given her some lame excuse about wanting to learn Italian dishes.

“What do you need me to do,” Esperanza asked softly.

He had started to open the cans of tomato paste and whole tomatoes. The muscles in his arms were flexing, catching Esperanza’s eye. “Fill that pot with water and add some salt and butter for the noodles for me. Turn the stove on 5, if you will.” They moved in silence, Esperanza finished her task and stood to the side watching Joe chop onions and add them to his pot along with the paste, tomatoes and seasonings. “Come closer. You can help me with the meatballs.”

“I’ve never made them, I’m not really sure how.”

Joe rolled his eyes pulling her to him by her wrists, until she stood in front of the counter. He stood behind her, his hands moving ingredients closer to them. “Alright, so we’re gonna crumble the bread first. Like this,” he demonstrated, “Got it?” Shifting in his arms a bit, she nodded trying to focus on the task at hand and not the body heat blanketing her own. Quickly and efficiently, the five slices of bread were crumbled and added to a large mixing bowl full of ground beef. “Next, we need to add an egg. Think you can handle that,” he teased. She pushed back against him laughing then grabbed the egg from him. She broke the egg, tossing the shell into the Walmart bag Joe had thrown the other trash into. “Add some parsley, pepper, garlic powder and parmesan,” he whispered pointing to each. His hands over her hand as she added seasonings to make sure she didn’t overdo it. “Now the fun part—mixin’. My mom says the trick is mixin’ it with your hands.” Without any hesitation, Esperanza dug her hands in, pushing and mixing the ingredients arounds. It felt cold and mushy in her hands but it was kind of cool to her. “Slow down, Doll. You’ve gotta be gentle with the meat. Let me show you,” he spoke moving his body closer to hers and putting his hands atop hers once more. Joe had her body pressed against the counter by his body, his face right beside hers. Cheek to cheek. “See, you don’t have to move so quick. Fast is cool but sometimes it’s better to go nice and slow, Esperanza.” She looked over at him, catching the focused look on his face. The way his jaw clenched and unclenched as they moved the meat around. The focus he had was putting her hormones into overdrive though she wasn’t entirely sure why. “It’s time to roll the balls, Es. Look at the meat, not me,” he joked squeezing her hands.

Joe placed a handful of meat in her hand then some of his own, showing her how to make a perfect ball. Setting his aside, he watched her do her own. She bit down on her bottom lip, concentrating hard on making hers as perfect as his was.

“You’re cute when you’re concentratin’,” he whispered pushing his cheek against hers.

“I just want them to be perfect,” she laughed, “No one wants lopsided balls, Joe.”

“Mine isn’t perfect, Doll. We’re gonna eat them no matter what they look like.”

She pouted setting her meatball on the tray beside his. They both did two more before putting them into the waiting tomato sauce. The pair washed their hands, splashing water and suds on one another until they both gave in. Joe led her back into the living room with him, while the food cooked. They sat on the floor in front of his sofa. The Game of Thrones marathon playing before them.

“My balls are gonna be so ugly,” she pouted.

He laughed pulling her into his lap, he knew she had been sulking over that since they had left the kitchen. “Babygirl, they’ll be fine. The only balls you need to worried about are right here.”

“You’re nasty, you know that, Joe.”

“I know it, I’m tryna make sure you know it.”

“You’re too much. I’m not going there with you,” she laughed pushing at his chest.

“You’re stallin’ but I’ll go along with it. I see how you look at me when you think I’m not lookin’. If you didn’t want me then you wouldn’t be here.”

Esperanza had gotten lost in his eyes as he spoke, moving her gaze between his eyes, his lips and his jaw. This man was more than attractive and she knew that he knew it. She bit her lip trying to think of ways to distract herself, reasons not to sleep with him while the food cooked.

“You wanna kiss me but you won’t. You wanna touch me but you won’t. Why.” He asked dropping his tone.

She sighed playing with her fingers in her lap. “I don’t want to be like those other girls. I’m not some little jeva that you can parade around cause I look nice on your arm and in your bed. I’m not a jungle gym, Joe.”

“Where’s this comin’ from, Doll?” Her tone of voice concerned him. Joe didn’t want her to be insecure this early about him, they weren’t even in a relationship yet.

“Just answer my question, Joe. Is this going somewhere or do you just wanna sleep with me? I’m a big girl, I can take the truth.”

Tesoro,” he called out softly. With his index finger under his chin, he brought her gaze back up to his. “If sex is all I wanted from you, I would’ve gotten it the first night I met you. While I’d love to lay you down right here, I’d love to get to know you and make something of this even more.”

“You’re sure, Joe? Cause honey it’s going to be a long while before you get any of this.” Rolling his eyes dramatically, Joe kissed behind her ear down to her collar bone. “Are listening to me,” she giggled pushing him back, “I said you weren’t getting any.”

“I heard you loud and clear, Doll. However, there’s a big gap between none and some,” he whispered turning her in his lap. They sat noses to nose, her arms wrapped around his neck.

“Uhn uhn, Joe. Once that motor gets running, it’s not gonna stop.”

Their eyes met once again, a smirk on his lips. He knew the food needed another hour and that was all the time he needed with Esperanza. He had been itching to get his hands on her. “Well, there’s only one way to find out. Let’s take your theory for a test drive and find out.”

Friends And Enemies

Author: AvengeSuperWhoLock

Word Count: 1578

Pairing: LokixReader

Summary: Tony forces your hand and you end up making a decision that the Avengers had never planned for.

A/N: The final part to the Old Meets The New series. It’s taken so long to think of a good ending for this! Thank you for being patient :)

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Tease Part 3

Hello, Love bugs. 

Phil X Reader

Tease 1, Tease 2

Warnings- Smut baby. Hey, it’s me your friendly smut writer Ashley! This is a Dom-sub story so in case you are not into that here is your warning. Or if you think it’s disrespectful to woman blah blah blah then you can read my opinions of that here. So for the others who like a Dom-Sub relationship, this one is for you.

I NEED A PASTEL!READER AND PUNK!PHIL HIGHSCHOOL AU SMUT D:< WITH CUTE LINGERIE (sorry if I sound demanding I just enjoy this concept a lot and want to see it more) ILY:) -Anon

Please for all that is good and holy, write Tease #3 lmao. I love the series sm, and all your other works !! Keep at it dude- Anon

The car ride was quiet. It was never this quiet between the two of you. The only sounds were the radio lightly playing and the sound of Phil taking deep breaths every so often. You still didn’t know what had set him off from earlier but you didn't feel like it was the time to ask. What you were sure of was that the earlier games from the classroom were not going to be forgotten. You decided to focus on that. Phil would talk about his problems when he wanted.

Pulling in front of your parent’s house you had suddenly felt the usual butterflies appear inside your stomach. Usually, if the two of you were fooling around it was at his place. There were only two other times that you had taken him here. You kept the rules simple when it came to seeing other boys. You don't shit where you eat and you don't eat where you shit. In other word’s you never took boys home. But Phil wasn't another boy.

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[Bruce, Jason, & Damian Panels] The New 52′s “Convergence: Batman and Robin” (2015)

Writers have shown us time and time again that fatherhood does not come easy to one Bruce Wayne. It definitely wasn’t easy raising a Dick Grayson or a Tim Drake, let alone a Jason Todd or a Damian Wayne, even with Alfred Pennyworth around. (Not to mention his “daughters” and other less-troublesome “sons”). But we’ve gotta hand it to the ol’ Bat - he never stops trying.

This miniseries is aptly entitlted “Fathers & Sons”, and it’s easily becoming one of my favorites.

We’ve seen the pattern of resentment among the Robins that comes with feeling replaced. All the four (main) Batboys have gone through it at one point in their vigilante careers: Dick with Jason; Jason with Tim; Tim with Damian. And now, interestingly, Damian with Jason?

You’d think that the li’l former assassin would have gotten over his insecurities after having proven himself a more-than-capable Robin to both Bruce and Dick… Perhaps, it’s a testosterone thing? Or possessiveness over their father?

Whatever the reason, it paves the way for combination angst-and-fluff interactions that I absolutely adore!

A little backstory (and some spoilers):

“Convergence” was a company-wide DC Universe crossover event during the New 52 run focused on Braniac’s obsession with collecting cities from ended timelines and trapping them in domes on a planet outside of space and time. It has several spin-offs, including this two-issue one.

In a domed Gotham City, Batman and Robin rescue Poison Ivy from some rogues. She had been cultivating Robinson park in order to feed the citizens for free, and her colleagues basically saw it as bad for criminal business. When Killer Croc attacks Batman, Red Hood (with his assistant Duela Dent, a.k.a. Scarlet) shows up unexpectedly and saves him.

“Jason… Todd? Why’s he here?”

In the next set of panels, both Bruce and Damian question Jason’s sudden appearance - but probably for different reasons. Bruce seems genuinely curious but welcoming, while Damian’s more he’s-not-supposed-to-be-here.

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Based off this OTP Prompt: “Imagine your OTP meeting as kids and Person B decides to woo Person A by giving them pretty rocks that they find.”

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Finn may have been stood up - no, scratch that, Finn has definitely been stood up, and he is mortified, and he’s about ready to sneak out the back door of the restaurant when a handsome stranger with a sun-bright smile drops into the seat across from him, acts like they’ve known each other for years, and saves his skin.

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Finn’s come to watch Poe’s football game for the first time, but it’s freezing outside. Luckily, Poe and his varsity jacket are here to help. (High School AU)

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Lazy mornings with Finn and Poe usually consist of Poe being woken up by a grinning Finn already on top of him, eager to get things going. Those morning kisses always had everything that got the two of them going, and were absolutely perfect.

Well, except for…

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Papa Poe calls her Bea Bea, because he can never believe how lucky he is to have her the first time he says her name, so has to say it again. She tells him about what her Papa Poe looks like, he’s bigger than me, and he’s old, at least 11, and he has a big nose and black curly hair and smiley eyes. She tells him how he rescued her from the bad place, and now she lives with him. She tells him how she really wants a puppy, but Papa Poe doesn’t think she’s quite big enough yet, and that’s silly because she’s nearly 6!
A modern day AU, in which Poe is a single father, BB-8 is his little girl, Bea Bea, and Finn is pretty certain he’s in love after 40 seconds.

He Looks at You and Sees the Stars by shooponthemoon (1/1 | 1,729 | General)

Finn is injured and confined to a wheelchair. He spends his weeks in rehabilitation meeting and talking to new people, waiting for Rey to come back from her training.
But rehab isn’t all bad… Finn’s roommate is handsome and tousle-haired and perfect and he dazzles Finn with tales of his adventures and exploits, and Finn just can’t help but maybe fall in love with Poe Dameron. Just a little bit.

Daddy and Papa by Scarlett_Rogue (1/1 | 1,108 | General)

Rey decides that a cat is missing from their shared apartment so she sends Finn and Poe out to get the perfect kitten. Finn is awkward, Poe is an “accidental” flirt, and the adoption person keeps insisting that they’re a couple.

don’t be a heartbreaker by dansunedisco (1/1 | 870 | Teen)

Finn’s ex shows up at Rey’s party, and the best idea he can come up with is “someone, kiss me quick!” That someone happens to be Poe.

Shine Bright by jacqueline_e (1/1 | 1,163 | General)

“Make it up to me and get over here,” Finn teased. “And make it quick Mr Dameron.”

One where Poe is an airline pilot, Finn is his long suffering husband and BB-8 sleeps.

First Kiss by PolaroidScreams (1/1 | 1,779 | Teen)

Finn reluctantly agrees to be a part of a psychology experiment that Rey is filming for her final. The catch? He must kiss a random stranger whilst wearing a blindfold.

it gets better by knoxoursavior (1/1 | 8,192 | Teen)

Theory: Poe Dameron is universally liked.

Case 1: Finn who, if he may say, is highly impressionable and likes a lot of people. Probably not the best proof. (Flower Shop AU)

Feels Like You’re Falling, But It Passes In Time by ritari (1/1 | 2,304 | Explicit)

“Last night was…” Finn starts, pausing.

“Fantastic.” Poe provides “For me at least…” he adds.

in which there are come-ons by knoxoursavior (1/1 | 823 | Teen)

Finn is so unreal and Poe cannot deal with it.

or a “you’re my new neighbor and you’re doing something annoying so I came to get you to stop and oh no you’re HOT” au

We Are The Voices (This Is The New Year) by ShowMeAHero (1/1 | 1,429  | General)

Finn doesn’t have anyone to kiss on New Year’s Eve - well, maybe. There is that cute guy in the tuxedo. But he’s supposed to behave at this party. Oh, well.

Self-Restraint (Or Lack Thereof) by Pandemic (1/1 | 2,929 | Not Rated)

“You know that yoga pose stretches out the inner groin.” Snap whispers with a sly smile, and Poe chokes on air. (Gym AU)

break a sweat by dansunedisco (3/3 | 1,760 | General)

Finn might be a little in love.
Rey whacks him with her yoga block. “Stop mooning over him from across the room and go over there, then!”
Poe Dameron is a yoga instructor at the gym Finn frequents.

Surviving Poe Dameron by sailsandanchors (1/1 | 1,329 | Teen)

Finn has the perfect first date all planned out. He’s going to take Poe to an amusement park. He’s going to win a whole bunch of stuff at the shooting gallery for him. They’re going to hold hands. They’re going to eat ice cream. They might even kiss.

Finn considers it his best idea to date, until they get there and Poe spots the largest, meanest, most vomit-inducing ride, points to it and says “Let’s go on that one!” with stars in his eyes and a smile Finn can’t say no to. The next few hours are full of twists, turns, and Poe Dameron being way too excited about almost dying.

The Right Thing by LemonScience33 (1/1 | 2,018 | Teen)

This is a rescue, he types in a private message. I’m rescuing you.
Damneron’s icon changes to indicate that they’re typing.
why? they reply.
He thinks about it. Because it’s the right thing to do, he says.
It only takes a moment for damneron to respond:
u need a pilot
He cringes. I need a pilot, he admits, and adds a shrug emoji.
(Gaming AU)

your love (will be safe with me) by redlyrium (1/1 | 2,071 | Not Rated)

“Try not to scream,” Jessika adds, dryly. “Don’t want to give the other doctors and patients the wrong idea.”

Jessika.” And it might be a trick of the lighting, but Finn’s almost positive Dameron blushes at that. (Hospital AU)

Kick Start my Heart (When You Shine it in my Eyes) by mariposaroja (2/2 | 3,475 | General)

In which Finn ends up in the Emergency Room and Poe is his (unmercifully hot) doctor

That Can Only Mean One Thing by cloveoil (1/1 | 1,381 | General)

Based off this prompt: “Person A has a huge crush, and Person B is the confident friend who gives them a pep talk about it. Person B tells Person A to believe in themselves and call their crush by the time Person B walks away. Person B starts to leave, hears their ringtone, and turns to look at Person A with a confused expression on their face. Person B asks why they’re calling them, and then it hits them.”

Hearing you for the first time by Cadoan (1/1 | 1,591 | Teen)

This fic is a fill of the following prompt: “Imagine your OTP living in a world where as soon as you see your soulmate, you get telepathic powers with the other. Now imagine your newly telepathic OTP running through a busy New York City street looking for each other.”

you asked me to dance (and it was love at second sight) by stardusting (2/2 | 6,621 | Teen)

It’s not as though Poe really needs an excuse to go over to the little coffee shop across the road. It’s more the fact that he enjoys the company much more than he enjoys the coffee. 

+ this poe/finn/rey polyamory fic

the caffeine awakens by mixtapestar (1/1 | 6,891 | Teen)

Jakku Java has only been open two weeks, but they’re already a huge hit with the corporate crowd downtown. Finn heads over hoping to finally get Rey’s number, only to find her out sick and a new guy, Poe, behind the counter. That’s when things get complicated.