commissioned by @ficsilike-reblogged: Raymond Smith/F!Reader fic where he has to use all of his charms to keep her safe because she keeps accidentally almost getting kidnapped because she smiled at him.
warnings: mentions of attempted abduction, mentions of violence, allusions to sex but nothing explicit, mentions of drugs but no drug use.
Raymond is tense from where he sits in the backseat beside you, listening as you nervously rambled about the small container housing a fish that sat in your lap. Despite almost getting abducted from a pet store, of all places, swooped up by Bunny while Raymond paid for your expense, you were handling this whole situation well. No tears or frantic yelling, which meant you were either in denial of the situation’s gravity or just hoping that things would all end soon. Maybe you’d leave him over this, he hadn’t been entirely honest with you about his line of work (to keep you safe) but now it was unavoidable. This was the fifth attempt to abduct you this month, and it was only the fourteenth.
This was so cute! Protective Ray is always lovely to read. Also just imagining Ray discreetly handling your would-be kidnappers was a fun. Comedic moments. I would also 100 percent be the oblivious girlfriend, not just because probably Ray is good at his job, but I am oblivious about everything.
Story Summary: Hooking up with Evie was supposed to be quick and meaningless for Sidney Crosby. Then the one night stand became a regular thing. Quickly he realized just how special Evie would turn out to be and how his future would be forever altered by the beauty who brought the spice into his life
Chapter Summary- Sidney and Evie celebrate her birthday in Dallas and pay a visit to her family
Author’s Notes- I am incredibly thankful for @penstxgal1968 for giving me the courage to explore Evie’s background a little more. It was intention for Evie to be part-Hispanic from the story, but chickened out. Many thanks to her for wisdom and guidance.
you’ve done it again!! learning and seeing so much of evie’s background was amazing and how sidney just fits into her life so perfectly couldn’t be anymore perfect. this had the perfect balance of fluff, smut and angst which is hard to do! i can’t wait to see what happens next in this series as always
NOTE: how did i come up with this idea? i got a tiktok on my fyp, an edit of ty from his gq interview. we all know the one. anyway, this fic is part of the “the seguin squad” series. check out this masterlist for more.
PAIR:tyler seguin x reader
SUMMARY: the five times tyler gushed about his family to the media.
WARNINGS: children/kids, mentions of murder (jokingly)
Cale and Y/N get to know each other rather well….a bit sooner than they both anticipated but even then Cale feels comfortable with her. What he doesn’t expect is to feel like he’s building some connection when he’s not sure about how she feels about him. After a rather disastrous time with intimacy he realizes that maybe just maybe he can make things work with her and not just sexually…
(Like a month later but it’s here ! Hope you guys like it ❤️ And if you’re wondering who’s Sophia and why does Nate have a kid ? They’re characters from my other fic Till Forever Falls Apart *pinned post on my blog* You don’t have to read it if you don’t want to as they’re simply background characters here ☺️)
Thank you so much @viraaja for commissioning me to paint this gorgeous Hux cover for your fic! (Which I have also read so far and thoroughly enjoyed) He is utterly haunted.
He was fairly certain he imagined the whisper, the faint noise surely a figment of his imagination. He was in a world of his own - a deep daydream - with a melody running through his head and his eyes fixed in front of him, watching his pointer finger chip away at the yellow polish on his thumbnail.
If I were a bluebird… I would fly…
The words had been taunting him for days. But when nothing else came, he sang them to the same melody over and over again. The lyric felt light… hopeful… but it was almost as if he was stuck, like gravity was holding him back from adding anything else. And somehow the weight that constantly pressed down on his shoulders got heavier.
OKAY YALL. Anne is a wordsmith. Truly the type of writer who immerses a reader in the world of the story, stringing words together in a way that always leaves me reading with my jaw on the floor. So excited to read this story!!!!!! Anne pls add me to the tag list lmao
Chapter Summary: Bart comes out and Superboy passes out.
Guest appearances of Chris and Jon Kent, with an interlude starring Preston, Carol and of course Bart.
This is an emotional gut-punch chapter for Kon at over 13,000 words.
Enjoy!
Excerpt
“What about your parents? There’s not a lot in Smallville for Superboy to get in trouble with, it might be a better match,” said Lois as she sat on the couch, hugging one of the pillows to her. “I’m not saying I don’t want him here, he seems like a great kid. But damn Clark, I don’t know how to deal with teenagers. I thought we would be weaned into it with Chris. At least Martha and Jonathan raised a superpowered teenager. They’ll know what to expect.”
Oh, so it wasn’t entirely settled that this was his home yet. Cool. Superboy tried not to feel hurt by it. He remained frozen in the dark hallway, listening.
“I thought about asking them, but Lois, they are both in their 70s. It’s unfair to ask them to take him on full-time. I don’t think he’d trouble them much, but I want them to enjoy their old age.” Clark was sitting on the other end of the couch from Lois. “They would do it, and that’s why I don’t want to ask. Let them be grandparents in the twilight of their lives, not new parents.”
Summary:Dean’s excited to spend the last weeks of summer vacation with his little girl – but what if the girl is not who Dean thinks she is? Or— a story where Millie and Dottie meet at summer camp and decide that their parents should stop being idiots.
Chapter Warnings: It’s really fluff, and maybe a little angst… we’re getting there
The weekend has been spent walking around Manhattan and they also made it over to Brooklyn. Millie wanted to visit the Empire State Building, even though they had already gone there in that very same school year – in fact, it was just before the summer break. The girl also chased him around Central Park and they visited the 9/11 Memorial. She wanted to see it all, which Dean was surprised about, but he thinks maybe five weeks away means that she has missed the city. Who really knows? He can imagine that five weeks is an awfully long time for a kid.
Summary:Y/N was different from the rest; living in a quaint lakehouse, on the edge of one of the most rich and prosperous towns in America. She was surrounded with the elite, the wealthy and people who never took responsibility for their actions. Money gave them everything, while in turn, it had taken something from her. In result, she kept her distance, never wanting to get involved with high society, until one fateful night changed her life…forever.
Rating:18+
Warnings:Slow burn, mentions of sex, sex language, conflicting thoughts, swears, conflict, near fights.
A/N: If I were to say this could be 35 - 40 chapters, would you hate me? I’ve been planning and so far, it’s planned for 35. ANYWHO! Here’s the new chapter! Thank you all so so much for the love you share with me, it means the world. Thanks for reading!
I also want to say a massive thank you to my wonderful @deanwanddamons for being my wonderful beta, and for kicking my ass where needed. Love you <3 __________________________
With a wince, Y/N slowly made her way back across the crowd filled field as she headed towards the direction of her grandfather. She can’t believe that she nearly kissed Dean Winchester…of all people! The heel of her hand met her forehead as she grumbled at herself, a small growl passing her lips with a matching low vibration. Just what the hellwas she thinking?
Synopsis: You had chosen your apartment for a lot of reasons. It was quiet. It had good light. It was secure. Your landlord was an Avenger. It was a good space to live and work and feel safe. When you become friends with your landlord Clint Barton, it also comes with the potential of a pretty special boyfriend. You’re just not sure how the public will react to finding out that one of the Avengers is dating a Camgirl.
Chapter 2
Living next to an Avenger was an interesting experience. You liked it because in a lot of ways it felt safe. Your job tended to attract people who couldn’t quite tell fantasy from reality. It meant that in the past a client or two had overstepped and you’d had a few stalkers. So far living next to Clint seemed to be enough to keep anyone with bad intentions away. Even if that was just a coincidence, you felt safer with him there. You knew if you asked him for help he’d give it. You didn’t trust the police to do the same.
Summary: An unexpected visitor makes the reader question if she knew everything she thought she did about her parents. Meanwhile everyone else is cautious about the whole situation, especially her dad and brother…
“Bruce and I…we never did. He was afraid of the other side coming out. Thought I would end up hurt.”
“Yes, that monster certainly has little control,” he scoffed before his eyes gazed lovingly at you. “I could not fathom him hurting such a delicate creature like you, however. You are very much a tamer of beasts.” He caressed your face gently, sparks trailing behind his hand. “I fear you know not of what it would mean to be with me. For I do not tire as quickly or as easily as mortals. We could be in bed for hours, even days. Letting you rest would be a difficult venture, one I am not sure I could promise.”
@pearlsofme has me thinking of Asgardian men and arranged marriages thank to her new Thor fic Into The Mist.This is definitely darker (and the wrong brother), but I’m still blaming her for my depravity
Summary:You were betrothed to Thor. But with his death, Loki claims your hand in marriage.
Warnings:18+,noncon, forced impregnation (breeding kink), mentions of murder, obsession, forced marriage, semi public humiliation (it’s only one person) Minors DNI.
Word Count: 1155
The idea of Loki becoming King of Asgard was laughable at one point. After all, he was a mere magician compared to the might of his brother who commanded the skies. But after Thor and Odin’s mysterious deaths, he was the only one left to claim the throne.
Your father assumed that you, the Vanaheim princess betrothed to Thor since birth, would be released from such a duty after Thor died. What new king would want the heartbroken remains of his brother’s bride? He had gone off to speak with the new king thinking such.
But Loki was adamant that you had been betrothed to the future king of Asgard, not Thor. And now that he had been crowned as such, the deal was due.
Synopsis: There was you. An ordinary human girl, wrong place, wrong time. Then there was Loki. God of Mischief, war criminal. When Thor brings you to Asgard to ensure your safety, there is nobody else you come to hate more passionately than his evil foster brother. Then Odin finally decides on a new and much more effective kind of punishment for Loki, causing your whole world to fall apart. He would simply marry him off to a mortal, someone who is, by all means, “beneath” him. You.
Pairing: Loki x Reader Rating: M Chapter: 1/1 (Oneshot) Words: 7217 Warnings: smut, forced marriage
Summary: If he doesn’t give Mr. Smith what he wants, Sam is as good as fired. He’s got no lawyer, no other job prospects, and no family or friends to turn to.
Look, more recs! I know it’s a tiny fandom but I think I’ve found it on Tumblr and have been happily reblogging Captain Hastings’ darling “head empty, only Poirot” gazes. These are all David Suchet’s Poirot. Also, I refuse to recognize Hastings’ marriage/ranch/etc because I thought it was clumsy and unconvincing and therefore never happened.
(I unironically love Hastings. He’s sweet and a bit dim, but he’s not actually stupid, just a few steps behind Poirot like everyone else. Okay, maybe more than a few steps. The thing about the series is that Hastings is 40 at the absolute youngest (Hugh Fraser was in his mid 40s) and Poirot only slightly older. So both of them are a product of their time. As before - period-typical and internal homophobia ahoy. )
Anyway! On to Poirot/Hastings Fic Recs Part II. I have been in fandom for 30 years and have never made rec posts before, but I can’t FIND any, so apparently I have to do this myself if I’m going to get recs.
The Mystery of the Runaway Heir, by Kate_Wisdom, involves a young man who disappears on the eve of his engagement to a lovely girl. Hastings doesn’t know why someone would run away from that. Poirot does know. Eventually, Hastings realizes why some chaps just don’t settle down with a wife, and that he’s going to be one of those men.
We Can Have It All, by tofugumball, is a Poirot gently leading Hastings to the conclusion that Poirot already knows. Neither of them is going anywhere, and they’re happy as they are. Not exactly romantic but you get the sense that the discovery of those feelings is not too far away.
A Less Than Steady Hand, by nowstfucallicles, is another "Hastings figures it out” fic. I can never get enough of them, they’re like catnip. Hastings knows that Poirot is hiding something from him. He finds out what it is, and after some thought, decides this isn’t a bad idea. Another soft one! I love the soft ones.
Couldn’t Utter My Love, by TheGoodDoctor, is an established relationship fic where they’re in the middle of a case that’s gone wrong and Poirot is doubting himself, and realizes he can’t give Hastings something that Hastings might want and frets over it. It is SOFT, though there’s maybe a tiny bit of angst that lasts a few seconds only because Poirot catastrophizes. Delightful writing, including “I was given charge of all the young Hastings children every summer and I dare say it gave me something of a reputation……Ever since, people hardly seem able to stop giving me their offspring.” Marvelous to see Hastings through Poirot’s eyes.
Still Life With Flowers, by Rebecca, is a post-Veiled Lady fic that starts when Japp bails Poirot out of jail. Japp thinks he knows what’s going on. He’s wrong. Isn’t he? Suddenly, Poirot isn’t so sure. And then Hastings isn’t so sure. Then they’re both sure.
The Case at Bois-Sur-Le-Lac, by indiegal85, is 90% casefic and 10% Hastings going "oh, I say” about his feelings for Poirot. Over 14,000 words and a lot of fun to read.
Count The Strokes, by tea_for_lupin, is one of the only explicit fics in this fandom that ring true for me. Hastings knows what he wants, and Poirot gives it to him.
