Summary: you wake up in the very early morning, wondering what goes on in the head of the god beside you while he sleeps. Disregarding your questions of the heart, you take a page from Anders’ book and replace your emotions with sex, initiating a slow and soft morning session that in no way expresses how either of you feel.
Warnings: unprotected M/F intercourse, feelings.
A/N: this is a stand alone fic that will tie in with the theme of two upcoming Anders fics I’m working on.
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What do god’s dream of, you wondered, looking at the one beside you who’s form was disguised by shadows.
It was early, your room still shrouded in a blanket of darkness and you reveled in the feel of knowing time remained for you to bask in this undisturbed peace that only existed at such a young hour of the day.
Another great work of literature. You just can’t help but feel sorry for both (as I reflect with Anders due to trust issues as well so, it hits home) and just smother Anders with unconditional love.
The Almighty Johnsons, Anders x Reader smutfic 6675 words
Note: Reader character is female, of at least partial Norwegian descent, has blue-grey eyes and light brown hair, is shorter than Anders, is the goddess Lofn, works for SkyCity Hamilton.
Summary: Part 7 of Lofn Series (Prev parts: 1,2,3,4,5,6) Anders leaves you alone while he tends to business during the day, though you both anticipate your evening together. Things eventually get a little heavy in the bath, and then on the floor.
You woke slowly, coaxed from sleep by the feeling of warm fingers lightly trailing over your skin. Anders smoothed the hair from your face, silently studying your features. He caressed your cheek, smiling at the way your brow twitched when his thumb grazed your lips.
You opened your eyes to see him facing you in the bed, bathed in the warm light of the morning. You let out a happy sigh, smiling as you reached out to rest your hand on his bare chest; anything for more contact. Pleased by your reaction, he moved closer and pressed a sweet kiss to your lips.
“Good morning, goddess.” “Mm, good morning, god.” He pulled a slight face, then pursed his lips, trying not to laugh. “What?” “Morning breath.” You laughed in surprise, and he soon joined you, burying his scruffy face in your neck as he pulled you closer. You pressed against him, wanting his warm skin and soft curls to grace every part of your body. You took a deep breath, stale notes of last night’s sex and his cologne still clinging to his skin. “Somehow you always manage to smell good,” you murmured. He snorted, but you felt the slight positive shift the compliment made in him. Clearly you weren’t the only one who liked praise.
Watching him get ready in the morning?!? Yes. Fucking. Please. All nakey and clean out of the shower? Mmmhm.
His worry when she wasn’t there
AND THEN THE BUBBLES AND BUBBLES GOD YESSSSSSSS.
The way they are so comfortable with each other and so at ease until one of their minds all of a sudden goes “uh oh” and then they both become full out doubt and uncertainty and it killlllsssss meeeeee.
Also the blow job??? give that man everything he wants and needs always please. You write these smut scenes so well all the time and I can’t get enough of them.
The sex on the floor? Have mercy on my soul. That spoke to me in so many ways because that self doubt does certainly creep in but he handled it so well for her.
This has to be my favourite part though:
When the next cold strawberry met his mouth, you watched his brow twitch as he licked at it to be sure before taking a bite. He tried to contain the juices, but an errant drip slipped down his stubbly chin.
You moved closer and licked it clean, your tongue lapping a thin line up to his mouth. You heard the shallow breath he sucked in at the sensation and you felt a tremor of lust move through you. Tossing the half-eaten strawberry back in the carton, you claimed his mouth with yours once more, your arms wrapping around his shoulders to hold him close.
Like god damnit you and your brilliant mind. You’re so creative with these moments.
And of course you executed the laptop/cuddle scene perfectly!! It was nice to read all of the details we’ve walked about in full through the chapter ☺️
Thank you again for giving us (me ) such a beautifully sweet and steamy fic to get lost away in.
Summary: When Anders finds out reader is sick with a fever, he reevaluates his feelings and allows himself to show he cares in more than just his usual way
A/N: I have the flu so bad and I want this to be me. Self-indulgence at its finest. (Also, much to the shock and surprise to all of you this contains NO SMUT) like I said I’m not doing well. I didn’t tag anyone because I simply made this for my own comfort
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Anders didn’t often get himself in situations where he was around sick people, let alone having to take care of someone while they were ill.
But the moment he found out you were stuck in your bed with the flu he was making his way to your house without a second thought.
This lil moment amuses me. Anders is reading a magazine, Colin is sitting in Ander’s chair (I hate that, it’s such an indication of the disrespectful relationship they have), Dawn brings them coffee and Anders just puts his hand up for her to place it into. It’s funny but also it’s like a little bit of ego care for bb. Clearly Dawn doesn’t care about it, so it just seems like a goodlittle moment between them that doesn’t even matter in the scene, but I love the friendship between Dawn and Anders so much so I zeroed in on it haha.
The Almighty Johnsons, Anders x Reader smutfic 5806 words
Note: Reader character is female, of at least partial Norwegian descent, has blue-grey eyes and light brown hair, is shorter than Anders, is the goddess Lofn, works for SkyCity Hamilton.
Summary: Part 8 of Lofn Series (Prev parts: 1,2,3,4,5,6,7) As your weekend with Anders draws to a close, he gets jealous to see you out with another man while he’s working. Things get a little heated as you try to talk about it.
CW: Smut, unprotected sex, use of toy, jealousy
“Oskar took Guinevere’s hands in his. ‘We shouldn’t be doing this,’ he said. ‘You know what your father would say.’”
Anders watched as your brow furrowed at the sound of his voice reading to you from the book you’d left on the nightstand. He couldn’t contain his grin as he continued on dramatically, knowing it was slowly coaxing you from your sleep.
“Her chest heaved as she craned her neck, plump lips hovering only inches from his. ‘I can’t deny my feelings a moment longer,’ she declared.”
You opened your eyes and blinked, slowly focusing on him lying beside you on his stomach, your book in his hands, his arms propping him up to read it.
“‘I need you.’ He gripped her hips with his strong hands and kissed her hungrily.” Anders met your gaze, hamming it up even more. “She moaned. ‘Ohh, Oskar.’”
Lord have mercy. This chapter had me feeling all sorts of ways and constantly kept me on the edge of my seat!!!
The slight apprehension in the morning again, which only became a hint at what was to come from both of them later on broke my heart but set up the rest of the chapter so well.
I’m not going to lie- I love a jealous and conflicted Anders, even though it wasn’t really fair for him to be cross with her when he gave such suggestions previously and literally considered going to a bar to find a mindless hookup before he went back. BOY GET IT TOGETHER!!
But then.
You really went and did it.
That smut scene was . “Good bloody girl” indeed.
“My turn.” RUINED MEEEE. And then the raw, ruthless way he handled her, overstimming to the point she cried and then he was worried he hurt her????!? Ughhhhhhhhh what are you doing to me????
The way they were together in the art gallery was so sweet, even mixed in with their little tiff. It was so nice to see them acting like a smitten couple, all the hand holding and close conversations. Him watching her buy him a gift
A NAME. HE HAS HER NAME NOW. Please let this be happy and let them just be in love I beg you. Even though I know you’re planning some hurdles for them.
The love I have for this story is unreal. Thank you for writing it and sharing it with us!!
The Almighty Johnsons, Anders x Reader smutfic 5806 words
Note: Reader character is female, of at least partial Norwegian descent, has blue-grey eyes and light brown hair, is shorter than Anders, is the goddess Lofn, works for SkyCity Hamilton.
Summary: Part 8 of Lofn Series (Prev parts: 1,2,3,4,5,6,7) As your weekend with Anders draws to a close, he gets jealous to see you out with another man while he’s working. Things get a little heated as you try to talk about it.
CW: Smut, unprotected sex, use of toy, jealousy
“Oskar took Guinevere’s hands in his. ‘We shouldn’t be doing this,’ he said. ‘You know what your father would say.’”
Anders watched as your brow furrowed at the sound of his voice reading to you from the book you’d left on the nightstand. He couldn’t contain his grin as he continued on dramatically, knowing it was slowly coaxing you from your sleep.
“Her chest heaved as she craned her neck, plump lips hovering only inches from his. ‘I can’t deny my feelings a moment longer,’ she declared.”
You opened your eyes and blinked, slowly focusing on him lying beside you on his stomach, your book in his hands, his arms propping him up to read it.
“‘I need you.’ He gripped her hips with his strong hands and kissed her hungrily.” Anders met your gaze, hamming it up even more. “She moaned. ‘Ohh, Oskar.’”
Reblogging now to read as soon as I get home later. This is really testing my self-restraint and I hardly have any when it comes to Anders and especially this series. My eye is twitching.
The Almighty Johnsons, Anders x Reader smutfic 5806 words
Note: Reader character is female, of at least partial Norwegian descent, has blue-grey eyes and light brown hair, is shorter than Anders, is the goddess Lofn, works for SkyCity Hamilton.
Summary: Part 8 of Lofn Series (Prev parts: 1,2,3,4,5,6,7) As your weekend with Anders draws to a close, he gets jealous to see you out with another man while he’s working. Things get a little heated as you try to talk about it.
CW: Smut, unprotected sex, use of toy, jealousy
“Oskar took Guinevere’s hands in his. ‘We shouldn’t be doing this,’ he said. ‘You know what your father would say.’”
Anders watched as your brow furrowed at the sound of his voice reading to you from the book you’d left on the nightstand. He couldn’t contain his grin as he continued on dramatically, knowing it was slowly coaxing you from your sleep.
“Her chest heaved as she craned her neck, plump lips hovering only inches from his. ‘I can’t deny my feelings a moment longer,’ she declared.”
You opened your eyes and blinked, slowly focusing on him lying beside you on his stomach, your book in his hands, his arms propping him up to read it.
“‘I need you.’ He gripped her hips with his strong hands and kissed her hungrily.” Anders met your gaze, hamming it up even more. “She moaned. ‘Ohh, Oskar.’”
Reblogging now to read as soon as I get home later. This is really testing my self-restraint and I hardly have any when it comes to Anders and especially this series. My eye is twitching.
Uuuuugh jealous Anders is everything
And he’s got a name. He’s got a name. Oh yes…and sexy pictures are coming.
I so hope she’ll move to his city and they’ll see more of each other. God I love this series so much. You’re such a great writer and that was sweet and hot and everything once more.
Summary: When Anders finds out reader is sick with a fever, he reevaluates his feelings and allows himself to show he cares in more than just his usual way
A/N: I have the flu so bad and I want this to be me. Self-indulgence at its finest. (Also, much to the shock and surprise to all of you this contains NO SMUT) like I said I’m not doing well. I didn’t tag anyone because I simply made this for my own comfort
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Anders didn’t often get himself in situations where he was around sick people, let alone having to take care of someone while they were ill.
But the moment he found out you were stuck in your bed with the flu he was making his way to your house without a second thought.
Summary/Note: Reader character is intended to be an Anders fic writer. This is mostly self-indulgence, though I wrote it with someone else in mind actually lol. I think it would be neat to see people write similar little fics like this with their own blorbos. How would Fili bless a Fili writer? Etc. (If you write one, I’d love a tag.) But in any event, this is dedicated to all writers. Your blorbos and OCs want you to keep going.
“Hello gorgeous.”
Anders’s voice was a low purr as you slowly oriented yourself to the sight of him hovering above you. “It’s been too long,” he continued, his hand moving to smooth some hair from your face. He pouted playfully. “Don’t you like me anymore?”
I swear these get more perfect every time I read them!!! If I ever had this dream I would never want to wake up…. EVER!! This was so freaking perfect and sweet and hot at the same time!! How do you do it?!
Right? Honestly I’d love to have dreams more like this. I’ve had Anders dreams, but not like this haha.
What was my brand supposed to be? Cute, sexy and sad? I think that’s right. Not much sadness here today, so I guess you all get a reprieve for once lol.
Thank you so much for your reblog and sweet comments as always. You’re the best and make sharing these little writings worth it.
I would never want to wake up from that dream, I’d be in complete an utter bliss forever I swear. I love the concept and idea behind this!
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