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maddipoof · 11 months

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Squish: Part 2

You can find part 1 here,

Thank you to everyone who asked for part 2, I’m sorry it took so long and also I’m very sorry to everyone that I told there would be no part 2, BUT HERE IT IS

JJ loved her.

“Don’t text her again, man.”

He loved her just the two of them.

“Last time, last time, I promise.”

He loved her with her friends.

“Jay, dude, listen to John B.”

He loved her with his friends, too.

“Ok, would you rather I call then?”

“No, but you should stop–”

“Stop what?” JJ threw his phone down on the couch on the Chateau’s porch, nearly hitting Pope in the shoulder. “Huh? 2 weeks, I haven’t seen her for more than an hour in 2 weeks.” He went to rip his pen for the fifth time in a minute, but John B stood up and threw it to the ground. “What the fuck, man?! John B, I will fucking–”

John B took him by the shoulders and gave him a good shake. “Jay, stop, Stop– Hey! No one wants her back here more than us, right? Yeah. So, listen. You need to give her a minute. You’re texting her, calling her every day, it’s too much for her. She’s too overwhelmed right now, just let her come to you, on her own time. You have to give her the chance to think it through for herself, and yes, she already knows you care so don’t even worry about that, ok?”

“Where are my keys?”

“Quite literally the opposite of what I just told you to do!” But he was already ¾ through the chateau.

“I’m not going to see her!”

“Then who is he….” John B and Pope both asked each other until they came to the realization themselves. “Oooooohhh no.” They tried to chase after him but he had already driven away.

“Should we call Kie?”

“We should call Kie.”

★★★

*Ring Ring* *Ring Ring* Kie hit the silence button and texted Pope back I’m at work, I’ll call you later

. . .

“Kie,” JJ walked into the Wreck, “You got a minute to talk?”

“Not really, I’m kind of at work right now.”

He made a show of looking around the near-empty restaurant. “There’s no one in your section.”

“I switched with Martha for today.”

“Really?” He pointed behind her to Martha working her own section.

“Fine, but I can’t just leave if I actually want to keep my job.”

“Your boss is literally your dad, you can do whatever you want.”

“That’s not…”

“Yes, it is. Now, can you please sit down so I can talk to you?”

“Fine, whatever.”

She sat with him close to the entrance and he was across from her with his leg shaking and leaning forward over the table. He wasn’t this worried on the ride over.

“If this is about your latest fling, I’m not interested.”

“Do you know how long we’ve been together?”

“Can’t imagine it’s been longer than a month.”

“Since March, Kie, we’ve been together since March. And this, this whole fucking thing that you’re doing, is exactly why I didn’t want to tell you guys. She wanted to, she wanted to tell you guys, she wanted to know you guys, and be friends with you. You were a major dick to her since the moment you saw us together. So all I’m here for is to ask you why?”

“You really don’t know?”

“Obviously not! And I don’t think you do either.”

“That’s–” she looked off to the side instead of at him. “That’s ridiculous, ok? You’re our friend first. You’re our friend first and now she comes here out of nowhere and now you spend all your time with her. It’s like you don’t even care about us anymore. Like she has a fucking monopoly on your time now.”

“No.”

“What do you mean no?”

“I mean that’s not it. You can’t say ‘us’ and ‘our friend’ when you know that Pope and John B like her. They want her around. Just tell me the truth, Kie. Please.”

She looked to the side again then down at the table before finally looking at JJ. “I’m scared. I’m scared of losing you guys, I’m scared of not being the Pongues anymore. Like what happened with me and Sarah Cameron, I’m scared you guys are gonna find other people, and we’re all gonna go our own ways and then all of a sudden we’ll be boring old people and only see each other for stupid…labor day picnics and shit like that. I don’t–I don’t want that.” She was almost crying at this point but swallowed it down by the end of her sentence.

“You think that’s going to happen just by me having a girlfriend?” It nearly sounded like he was laughing, but she knew he was being sincere.

“That’s how it starts. But then we’re all gonna go to college.” He tilted his head and gave her a look. “Some of us are going to college. And we’re all going off on our own, and– ugh.”

He reached across the table and took her hand, “That is a fuckin horrible way of thinking of things, man.” She scrunched her face like that was the least comforting thing to say (because it was). “Just listen, alright? How can you expect good things to happen if all you think is coming is just bad things? If you think that we’re all gonna stop being friends and just become boring adults, then you’re not gonna do anything to stop it. P4L, Kie. You have to trust that we’re going to stay friends.”

“P4L.” He squeezed her hand before she wiped her tears to look around the restaurant to check for new diners.

“You gonna be ok?”

“Yeah, I’ll be fine. But I–” “You need to talk to her.” “–need to talk to her.”

“I can’t tell you to apologize, but I can tell you that I want you to. You’re my friend, Kie, you’re always gonna be my friend. But I love her, I want to be with her for as long as I fucking can, so I’d really like it if you could pull your shit together so she’d actually like being around you guys.”

“Yeah, I know. And I’m, um, I’m sorry to you, too. I was scared and I was jealous when I should have just been happy for you.”

“And not a total bitch to her.”

“Yeah, that too. Uh,” She stood up and brushed off her apron to go seat the next customers. “Look, I gotta get back to work, but I still have her number, if she didn’t block me, and I’ll text her when I get home, but right now you’re in the way, and also you should talk to her before I do because I can’t imagine a bigger boyfriend fuck up than that.”

“I’ll call you.” He clapped her on the shoulder as he rushed out of the restaurant.

“No you won’t.”

“Probably not.”

“P4L!”

★★★

“Sir, Ma’am.”

“JJ, you just burst into my kitchen, you didn’t even use the front door, I think we can lose the formalities.”

He gave your mother a curt nod then continued. “I’d like to see your daughter…Please.”

Y/n’s dad straightened his newspaper, “I do my best not to meddle in her personal affairs.”

“The fuck does that even mean,” JJ whispered to himself, though not very quietly. “That’s a horrible way of doing things.”

“I can either let you two have free reign and figure this out for yourselves, or I can go get the shovel now. Your choice.”

“Free reign, I like free reign, sir.”

“She’s out back.”

“Thank you, sir, uh– ma’am.” Ma’am was always safer, even if he was very much not employed by either of her two very pouge-ish parents.

“Dear,”

“Yes?”

“Your paper’s upside down.” She shook her head affectionately, “When are you gonna let up on the intimidation tactics?”

“You know I’m just giving him a hard time. He’s a good kid, I’m proud of them.”

★★★

He rushed out the sliding glass door to the backyard where y/n kept her little gardin, born of a hyper fixation on medicinal and edible flowers but she’s managed to keep it up this long.

She was laying on a half broken pool lounge chair, the kind with the plasticy rubber bands going across to hold you up, the one he “stole” from a kook’s pile that was marked for the dump for her, after he at least attempted to fix the broken band. She was watching the neighbors bees buzz around her garden, with the weighted dinosaur on her chest. She must have heard him come outside, since she tilted her head and looked like she were trying to pretend to sleep.

“I’m gonna go out on a limb and say I think you can hear me.” He sat at the edge of her chair and put a gentle hand on her ankle, just to be careful even if she was fully aware of him. Clearly it worked, if it got her to smile a little bit, like a little kid pretending to sleep so that their parents would carry them up to bed instead of having to get up and walk. He took it as a good sign and slid his hand up her leg in a cheeky attempt at a tickle. He got to her waist then stuck his arm between the slacks so he could bring his hand up on the other side and pull her into himself. He tried to move the dinosaur so he could bring her closer, but she pulled it back, at least she looked at him this time, with a smile too.

“I missed you.”

“I missed you too.”

“Then why didn’t you answer my calls.”

“I was scared.”

“Of what?”

“That you’d call me and tell me you can’t be with me because you don’t want to pick between your friends and your girlfriend.”

“You think I’d do that?”

She only shrugged.

“I would never.”

“So you’re not here to break up with me?”

“Never.”

She smiled big at that, but it fell with her next coming thought. “But, um, if you ever had to, I’d want you to pick your friends.”

“What are you talking about?”

“If something happened and you felt like you had to make a choice, I’d want you to pick them.”

“That’s ridiculous.” He sat up but didn’t take her with him, so her head was closer to his hip than his chest where it was before. “You’re being ridiculous.”

“I’m not.” She didn’t match his tone, she didn’t want to. She kept herself small, she didn’t feel like being big, staying where she was, fidgeting with the frays on his cargo shorts instead, “I just think that they’ve been there for you in ways I never could, I’d want you to pick them.”

“Do you hear yourself right now?”

She shrugged again, though her positioning made it awkward.

“Hun, listen to me.” He pulled her up next to him again. “The only reason that would ever happen is if they made me choose. I know you’d never do that. And if they did, I’d pick you.”

“You would?”

“Every time. I’m picking you every time.”

She pulled his bottom lip down to hear the silly sound it made, then she looked him in the eyes again, “I love you.”

“Still?” Not what you were supposed to say, JJ. Not what you were supposed to say at all.

“All the time.”

“I love you too.”

The two laid there together for a few more minutes in the way too cramped chair, just enjoying each other’s company. “I almost blocked you though,” she said, just to break the silence. Also to give him a bit of a hard time.

“What?”

“You were calling me five times a minute, I had no choice but to...”

“No choice but to what?”

“What do you mean?”

“You said you had no choice, what did you have no choice in?”

She tried to slowly inch off the chair with a guilty smile on her face, not that she could be very sneaky about being smushed up against someone. He tried to hold her close but she still slipped away so he sat up and straddled the chair, “No choice but to what, hun?”

“It’s hardly important, best not to dwell on it. Don’t worry about it.”

“What did you do?”

“Fiiiiiine, I maybe possibly texted John B to maybe perhaps suggest that you give me 5 minutes to collect my thoughts before calling me,,,again.”

“‘Maybe possibly,’ yeah?”

“Yeah.”

He tried to jump up and chase her but as soon as he stood, his foot got caught in the broken spot which gave her another second’s head start. She considered running inside and leaving him to figure himself out, but she couldn’t just leave him stranded. She dramatically dropped her head back in a sigh and walked back over to him. He kept trying to force his foot straight up through, not turning it and pulling it out that way, and it certainly wasn’t helping that he was just getting angry at it. “You’re gonna bruise your foot. Jesus Christ, hold on, just–ok, stop, put your foot down.”

“What? It’s stuck. I can’t get it out.”

“No, look.” She stuck her own foot in the same gap and he finally seized his moment.

“A HA!” He grabbed her and took her down with him to lie on the chair again, knees bent of course.

“Nooooo! A heinous trick!”

He had no defense, other than looking at her with a big smile again, “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

“I like that I can say that again.”

“You could’ve said it before too.”

“Now felt like the right time.”

“It was.”

★★★

Ring Ring Ring

“Hello?” y/n answered her phone without checking the caller id.

“Hi, um, it’s Kiara.”

“Oh, hi.”

“Hi, yeah, can we talk? Sometime?”

“Uh, yeah?”

“I don’t want to do this over the phone, that always felt weird to me.”

“Ok, where do you want to meet then?”

“The beach? The one by the boneyard?”

“Tomorrow morning?”

“Ok, I’ll see you then.”

“See you then.”

★★★

Kiara saw her coming down from the street with a basket and a towel. She waved to her, trying to seem friendly but still worried about overdoing it. “You didn’t need to bring all this. I don’t want to take up too much of your day.”

“You’re not. I just remember you saying you like blackberries and blueberries, and it was early so I brought some.” Y/n pulled a little rubbermaid out of her basket and set them on the towel. “From my garden. And the towel is just because I don’t like getting sand in my pockets. Sensory issues and whatnot.”

“Oh, ok.” Kiara turned to her, sitting crisscrossed, but she stayed facing the water.

“You don’t have to look at me if you don’t want. Eye contact is weird for me.”

“Ok,” she turned to face the ocean too, then spoke. “I want to say sorry, for everything. The way I acted towards you was wrong, and bitchy, and mean, and you didn’t deserve any of it. I’m sorry.”

“You shouldn’t call yourself bitchy, but it’s ok.”

“It’s not ok, I was scared of losing JJ and I was scared of losing my friends cus you’re all bubbly and fun to talk to and interesting as hell. So instead of trying to get to know you, I tried to push you away from all of them too. And that was bit–” y/n gave her a look, “that was stupid of me. And I’m really sorry.”

“I forgive you, and I understand.” They both cheersed with a berry then spent the rest of the morning on the beach.

★★★

They walked back to the Chateau together, practically skipping, y/n with the basket, Kiara with the blanket.

“Oh no,” John B looked up from where the 3 boys were helping Big John with the Twinkie.

“What?” Pope asked. “Oh shit.”

“What is it?” JJ hit his head on the hood, then nearly passed out once he saw the two girls.

“Boys? A little help here?” All three of them helped Big John up and he started laughing once he saw y/n and Kiara coming down the street. “Ooohhhh, you three have no idea what you’re in for now, do you?

“JJ,” he put a hand on his shoulder. “I hate to be the one to tell you this, but that’s not your girlfriend anymore, she’s Kie’s now.”

JJ groaned and put his head down on the front of the van, he sat up just in time to see y/n running towards him. He huffed when she crashed into him and stole his red baseball hat, then stepped back to stand with Kiara.

“You two are gonna be trouble now, aren’t you?” Big John asked.

“In what world?” “How could you say such a thing?”

John B and Pope made some bet behind JJ and shook on it.

★★★

“Hey,” JJ finally caught y/n alone in the kitchen.

“Hi,” she smiled at him as she shut the refrigerator door.

“So, do you want to come over tomorrow? Maybe we could go to the beach? Take a ride? My dad is supposed to be out for the weekend so…”

“Oh, sorry, I had plans with Kie to go see that new Tom Holland movie. Maybe another day.”

He looked a little sad but tried to be happy that they were getting along. “Yeah—Yeah, that’s cool. Don’t worry about it. Another day.”

She pulled him closer by the waist and pushed him into the inner corner of the counter so she could trap him in. “Hey, hey, I’m kidding. I’m kidding. Of course I’ll come over, all weekend if you can handle me for that long.”

“Not long enough.” He nudged her nose with his then leaned in further to take her in a kiss that seemed to transcend time.

Meaning that it seemed long enough for Big John to very loudly say “John B, could ask your friends to stop making out in my kitchen so I could grab a lemonade?”

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thank you so so much for reading, reblogs are always appreciated and also comments are always so so special to me. Thank you for reading again, and also I really hope you liked it 💖💖💖

#dell’s fics #jj maybank #jj maybank fic #obx pogues #jj maybank fluff #jj maybank x y/n #jj maybank x reader #jj obx #obx imagine #jj maybank x you

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komero-otus · 6 months

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not enough fics go down to town exploring the concept of engineer sawing off his own hand in the name of science and stupidity (and hyperindependence and needing to prove something and-)

#gunslinger has my brainworms pondering #like of course he couldve lost his hand in a fight or never had one but like #that guy aint well in the head let me tell you #he's batshit insane #we all know this #it just gets shadowed by medic being the more unhinged and morally weird scientist in the group #tf2 #engineer #engie #amputation #team fortress 2 #dell conagher #kylmä rambles #I KNOW I COULD JUST WRITE SHIT MYSELF BUT YALL DONT EVEN KNOW HOW MUCH I SUCK AT WRITING #I have written exactly one (1) fic

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babybinko · 2 years

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I redrew a scene from a great engineer x pyro fic by Delphi called "Technicolor, California". Its such a beautifully written fic and it paints such a vivid picture of whats happening in your mind, I just had to draw it.

#tf2 #team fortress 2 #engineer tf2 #dell conagher #pyro tf2 #texas toast #engineerxpyro #engineer/pyro #fic redraw #my art #PLEASE READ THIS FIC #i love it #im very proud of this #i worked very hard on this i drew the backgrounds fully just to blur them but its fine it was part of the vision.

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cusimmrbrightside · 6 months

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ok im moving on to the TexasToast fic i promised this beautiful nation of TexasToast fans, what do ya'll want

#tf2 #team fortress 2 #engineer tf2 #dell conagher #pyro tf2 #tf2 steampunk au #tf2 fics

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cluelessatthispoint · 1 year

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could u possibly write a bit of soft soldier/engineer smut,,,w/ bottom soldier,,,if u would like,,

I'm so excited! these two are so lovely! Thank you so much for the request! Bottom Soldier is not seen very much in fics so I am happy to write this. :)

This is NSFW if you are under 18 then do not read this!!!

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Rough cracked lips collided in a soft gentle passion. Engineer's warm breath ghosted over Soldier's lower lip. His warm blue eyes locked onto Soldier's own. Bringing a hand to his partner's head he removed the helmet obscuring the rest of his head.

"Well now, ain't you as pretty as a picture."

Smiling in delight, Soldier captured Engineer's lips in a delicate kiss.

"Yeah, well. I'm the prettiest darn picture that you ever saw. Now how are we going to do this?"

Huffing in delight, Engineer smiled mischievously and pushed Soldier onto his back and straddled his muscular hips. The bed that they were resting on creaked and groaned under their combined weight and the rough treatment. At the way things were progressing between the two, they doubted that the bed wouldn't be able to last the night. The way his weight settled onto Soldier's hips sent his nerves alight with pleasure-and to think that they were still clothed. With a breathy moan Engineer rolled his hips and grinded against the hardness of his lover underneath him.

Biting his lips Soldier grabbed hold of Engineer's hips and helped him keep his soft teasing pace. The slow drag of heavy clothing rubbing against his clothed erection made his breath hitch. It was a struggle to keep from bucking his hips upwards. Little whimpers and pleasure noises escaped his lips when Engineer changed his movements and started making little forwards and backwards motions mimicking jarring thrusts.

"God, Dell, you're so good-so good, you little tease."

Engineer's hands suddenly came to rest on Soldier's chest. His face wrought in concentration, little beads of sweat starting to form on his brow. Soldier has seen this look before: many, many, times before. Always together in one of their rooms far away from any prying eyes. This look was one of utter concentration. Engineer in that moment was not just seeking his own pleasure. No, he was trying to get Soldier off first by grinding on him.

Soldier's words of praise seemed to strike something off in Dell's mind; because not too long after the man buried his face into Soldier's neck and started to kiss him. The soft kisses and the harshness of their pelvises grinding against one another made the whole experience all the more euphoric. The movements seemed to go on for hours, back and forth, back and forth. The touch was maddening. How neither of them had come yet was a miracle. The soft kisses trailed from his temple to his cracked lips, then to his neck, his jugular then on downward. Just as suddenly as the kisses started, they stopped. Soldier didn't even notice that he had closed his eyes.

"Dell?"

The harsh grinding on his erection stopped. One of Engineer's warm hands grabbed onto his own; calloused fingers interlocking. While the other started to remove his button up shirt. Slowly undoing the buttons, Engineer brought up Soldier's other hand, leaning down far enough he placed a loving kiss onto it.

"I must be the luckiest man in the entire world, You're absolutely stunning."

Soldier could feel a blush spreading across his face.

"I love you so much Dell." He whispered.

The man atop him smiled.

"I love you too Solly."

Without saying any other words Engineer loosened his grip and proceeded to undress himself. Getting his shirt out of the way, Soldier looked at his lover's chest. His broad chest littered with scars and burn marks of battles past looked like a map of the heavens. Soldier desperately wanted to bury his face into the smaller man's chest and kiss all those scars, all those imperfections. He wanted to explore the smaller man's body so badly. But tonight, was Engineer's turn. And what Engie wants, Engie gets. After removing his jeans, Engineer started to slowly undress his partner. Leaving lingering touches and caresses each time an article of clothing was removed. His movements were one of love and desire. Finally, the both of them were undressed. Save for the goggles atop Engineer's head.

"You're really going to keep them on?"

The uncharacteristically soft voice of Soldier broke the silence. Engineer smiled and leaned down into his partner's ear.

"You said I look mighty handsome in my googles. Of course, I'm wearing them Love."

Reaching into the nightstand drawer beside them Engineer pulled out a bottle of lube and coated one of his fingers. Moving to sit beside the larger man Dell brought his free hand to Soldier's thick, well sized length and began to trace feather light touches up and down it. Causing Soldier to whimper and wheeze under the ministrations.

"Hah, please, mnn, please Darling, Please-you tease me so well, God, mmnnn.."

Teasing him for only a short while Dell decided to grant him some mercy and wrapped his fingers around his length in a firm hold and began to pump him in slow and steady movements. The noises of pleasure slowly turned from coherent sentences to wordless noises of praise and appreciation. Slowly as to not startle him, Engineer traced his lubed-up finger at Soldier's tight entrance. The shock of the wet cold finger teasing his ass hole made him scrunch his eyes with pleasure, his cock twitched in Engie's hold and he let out a low crooning sound. Engie would tease his entrance by applying pressure then retracing his hand. Each time he did this his finger would apply more and more force to the tight ring of muscle.

"Please-Oh please-Dell, fuck, I need you I need you so bad-just do it. Please."

His begging turned on the Texan much more then he let on. The fiery pit in his stomach burned bright, his breaths at seeing his boyfriend begging for his fingers made him feel so happy.

"Hush now Solly, let me work my finger in you first for a good while, then I'll let you have me, okay Love?"

Blinking away tears, Soldier nodded his head and gasped when he felt Dell's finger slide in all the way to the knuckle. Soldier was not a virgin by any means, but it has been quite a while since he let anyone do this to him. He was usually on the giving end when it came to intimate moments like this. But tonight, was special. It was their one-year anniversary. And they both wanted to try something different. The sweet drag of the calloused finger tickling his walls set off tiny sparks behind his eyes. Feeling the appendage slowly push in and drag out felt so terribly good. How his finger pressed certain spots and moved around had him crying from pleasure.

Kissing away his tears, Engineer lined up another finger at his entrance and slowly pushed in. The delicious burning stretch sent pleasurable tingles up and down his spine. Small huffs of pleasure and soft noises escaped his mouth. It felt like a warmth spread across his chest and down his body. The way the Engineer steadily pumped at his cock had his muscles contracting and toes curling almost painfully. The way that the two fingers danced and stretched his inner walls inside of him felt oh so much and yet not enough.

"Dell, Dell, Dell, God oh, oh, keep doing that, please it's so good."

Egged on by the words of praise Engineer quickened the pace. The wet slurping sounds that came from Soldier's anus made them both all the more needy. Finally pushing in as far and he could go he let his fingers prod around and explore. Keeping his eyes on Soldier's face Dell noticed how blissed out the man was. How his cheeks had a nice rosy tint and how his eyes seemed to glaze over. Deciding that he had had enough he removed his fingers and dragged them up and down his straining near agonizing erection. Engineer was not a very large man compared to his teammates. He was average build and slightly on the heavy side, but his length made up for what he lacked in height. It was long and thick, not as thick as Soldier's but just enough to provide a wonderful burning stretch to his partner's slick hole.

Moving to a better position, he lifted Soldier's hips up and placed his cock head at his lover's entrance. The warm bulbous head slicked up with a generous amount of lube pushed gently at first. Soldier looked up at Engie with adoration and want.

"Come on, I can take it. Please Baby, please"

Engineer leaned over the larger man and pressed their lips together in a harsh ravenous kiss. The kiss provided enough distraction for the appendage to slide past the tight ring of muscle and sink down all the way to the hilt.

"HMMMmmmMMMm!?"

Breaking the kiss to look at his partner's face for any hint of pain, Soldier wrapped his legs around Engineer's ass to keep him locked in place, effectively trapping the man between his legs.

The way that Soldier looked both in pain and pleasure made his cock twitch. Slowly pushing at the man beneath him Engineer ground his cock in Soldier's velvety walls, causing him to let out a loud wordless wail.

"You alright Solly?"

Without missing a beat Soldier pushed his hips against Dell's own. Causing Dell's cock to hit deeper parts of him that were unknown even to himself. Thus, signaling for the man to continue his actions. Huffing and puffing Engineer set off a brutal pace. The sweet burning stretch of his hole and how the thickness of his lover's shaft felt inside of him made his entire body feel alight. It hit all the right places and the roughness of the pace made his body feel like jelly. The deep echoing pulse of his anus being ravaged by the man he loved made him squeal with pleasure.

"Oh, oh, oh-ah ah aha ha, ye-s yes, God there, God- Dell!~"

Each short, rough thrust felt as if it forced the air out of his lungs, He couldn't tell if he was speaking coherently or moaning like an animal. Dell could feel himself getting closer. With no warning Soldier came. A wordless cry passed his lips as he felt himself release. A few short thrusts later with Soldier bordering overstimulation Dell came with a grunt. His fingers digging harshly into the meaty part of soldier's thighs.

Slowly and as gently as he could, he removed himself from Soldier, and laid down on his side. Somehow the bed survived the first round. Wrapping his arms around Soldier in a warm embrace, he could feel Soldier smile into his neck. Both covered in a mix of fluids they smiled to themselves and rested a while.

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Holy heck, this was a really long one. I kind of got carried away....

Anyways, I think I did pretty good on this fic and I hope that I made you happy anon. Thank you so very much for this request.

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starsfic · 3 months

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Luz and King getting to meet Dell for the first time. Before or after day of unity your call

"She's wonderful."

Luz nearly jumped at the voice from behind her. To be fair, she was distracted by the bustle of the Owl House once again coming to life with the people cooking dinner, eating appetizers, and catching up. In her hands, Stringbean let out a soft giggle, the noise reminding her of the videos of her mami as a child. She turned and felt her eyes go wide.

The man was old, but his eyes had a familiar gleam. Luz had heard about him, but never expected to meet him. "Mr. Clawthorne?"

"You can just call me Dell, if you wish." He held out his hand. "May I see her?" Luz, for a moment, nearly set her hand in his before remembering what his job had been. She nodded, and Stringbean scooted out, settling on Dell's hand with a proud little hiss.

"You did a wonderful job carving them," Dell said again, trained eyes probably scanning, looking over her Palismen. "It's been a while since I've heard of a shifting Palismen, though. They're adorable!"

"Yeah, she is." Luz felt a smile tug on her lips. "Eda helped me carve her egg."

Dell chuckled. "Oh, she did? Did she tell you I helped her carve Owlbert?"

Eda had, her voice soothing as she guided Luz. "My dad helped me do this," she had said, something hitching in her voice. "He loved Palismen. He was heartbroken when he was unable to carve them anymore."

"She did. She loved it."

Dell chuckled, moving forward and gently pressing his forehead against Stringbean. Her snakeshifter's tongue darted out, licking a tear away.

"I did too."

#The Owl House #TOH #my writing #Luz Noceda #Dell Clawthorne #Stringbean #fic #fanfic #fanfiction #prompt fill #prompt fic

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void-occupation · 3 months

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Me??? Projecting on Optimus Prime????? Blasphemy. Could never happen, you're being ridiculous. More likely than you'd think.

#optimus prime #ratchet #miko nakadai #transformers prime #jack darby #raf esquivel #my fic #Optimus Prime has ADHD #I have no idea if I did Miko justice #you guys know that video where they play the 852 hz frequency sound???#yeah #I didn't know about it until it jumped me in a back alley and rooted around in my pockets for my free will #then I showed it to my boyfriend who has severe ADHD and his only response was to say #“wtf was that??? my brain just powered down like a dell computer???”#it's fun

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magpieddd · 3 months

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Here comes Grimm's monthly fanfiction recommendation

But jesus seriously i recommend every single fanfiction of theirs they're all amazingly written, the one i shared is about Vox and Angel's relationship after Vox kills Val, just go read it go go go

#grimm official speaks #their most recent one made me laugh SO much #ALSO i know it's not really a good thing #but I could see myself so much in their description of an asexual Vox. every line i read i went wow that's me #che potrebbe essere un problema contanto che nella maggiorparte delle fic le sue boundaries venivano ignorate e finiva stuprato #ma vabbè #gang traumatizzata rise ip #up #dio porco #fic rec

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teslacoils-and-hubris · 10 months

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Someone help isn't there like. A word for when someone specifically overlooks you because they assume you're less competent/not a threat???? Or am I going insane

#doc rambles #im writing a fic #and the specific situation is that like dell knows how to play up his southern charm thing to get people to not see him as a threat you know #????? i swear to god theres a word for that #help me please google is useless

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maddipoof · 1 year

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There is nothing like staying at home, for real comfort 🌷- pick a character or a few and come up with a prompt and I’ll write a fluff blurb <3

omg giving steve a massage when he has knots in his back from work :((

I think we've discovered I don't know how to write a blurb; also that i’m living vicariously through R with how much they kiss and hold each other….i’m touch starved, gn!reader Cw: One mention of the stomach bug, suggestive language, allusions to spice cus I wrote this in a starbucks with my mom sitting across from me and YOLO, like, the fuck do you expect with a request like this (and also because he's a who're....Accidental prude!reader because that's how I felt while writing it. And like half of it deleted two separate times so you guys better like it. Not proofread <3

Today was rough, it was real rough. Robin was out sick and with no one else to cover, Steve worked both shifts and with the extra hours he'd been picking up recently, it's been a tough week. Even Keith took it easy on him and let him go home early. "And you're getting time and a half for tonight. Just– uh take it easy, yeah?" The pleasantries obviously didn't come easy, but Steve appreciated the slack he was cutting him, and the extra pay, especially the extra pay.

"Yeah. You take care, Keith."

On top of all that, they were reflooring the store, the last few nights were spent moving shelves full of tapes across the store. Why they couldn't take them out, move the shelves, then put them back, he had no clue. But who was he to argue.

And on top of that, his back was acting up from that time he landed flat on it one ruthless basketball game.

All he wanted was to get home, to you. And maybe a bath, if he could stay awake that long.

He never felt the same relief he did when he saw your car in the parking lot, somehow getting the irrational idea that for whatever reason, you wouldn't be there when he got back.

The flight up the stairs to your shared apartment was a feat. He was dragging his feet by the time he got to the door. You didn't even give him the chance to open the door since you flipped the stopper in the second you saw his car pull in. Just to give him one less thing to do. He kicked it open and found you finishing up putting the leftovers away.

You looked up with a smile that calmed his heart as soon as his keys jingled in the bowl, that you most certainly did not steal from his mother, next to the door. You said hello but forgot to make the sound come out, like you often did when you got too used to the quiet. "I missed you today. You were gone before I even woke up."

"Blame Robin, she's the one that called out." He hung his coat up then came to hold you. His arms around your shoulders while your hands slid under his shirt and up his back.

"So rude of her. Had to spend all day without you."

"I mean, she was throwing up her guts, but yeah, so rude of her."

"How was it?" you asked and he held you a little tighter, rubbing your shoulder and pressing a kiss to your crown. Though he did lead with his nose. The smell of your conditioner bringing him back to himself a little more.

"How was what?"

You pulled your head from his chest at the strange sensation of his voice on the top of your head. Only enough so you could look at him fully. "Work? Your day?"

"Hmm. It was work. It was alright."

You hummed like a question.

"It was hard. It was horrible. Apparently all the assholes who like to use cashiers as emotional punching bags come out on Fridays, which is the same day we just reset all the shelves.”

“Your back still hurts?” A kiss to his chest and the heel of your palm up and down his spine.

“Mhm, any more questions?” Not in an irritated way, just wanting to know what he’s in for.

You nodded and continued with your cheek pressed to his chest, “Did you eat? And are you still hungry?”

“I got something on my break, thank you though.” He kissed the top of your head again.

“Mhm, you want a bath?”

“With you?”

You snorted and pressed your forehead into his sternum, “No, with the bubbles and the salts you like. The ones that help your back.”

He drew you out of hiding with a finger hooked under your chin, a kiss to your nose. “I’d love one.”

"Go lay down, I'll get it ready."

"I'll fall asleep."

"Then don't." You didn't see the what? face he made since you were already halfway to the surprisingly nice full-bath. He swears that one room alone is half the rent, you swear it's worth it. He'll never say it out loud but after the week he's had, you know he agrees. "And stop staring," he forgets the eyes in the back of your head, or maybe he just forgets how well you know him by now.

"Hate to see you leave, love to watch you go." You said at the same time he did. "Ah, so you've heard that one before?" He asked as you came back out for the lighter, he caught you by the waist before you could reach the aptly named 'everything drawer'.

"Mm, I'm quite familiar."

"Really?"

"Mhm. Now, can you go get yourself out of this stupid vest and into the bath? It's gonna overflow by the time I finish getting everything together."

"You can't do it for me?" You rolled your eyes and pushed him towards the bedroom and yourself to the drawers.

"Insatiable."

"What do you expect when you're looking like that?"

You looked down at your sweatpants and old P.E shirt on your way back to the bathroom. Yeah, ok, maybe you'd grown a little since freshman year but nothing that tight. "I rephrase, delusional."

"Then I have one hell of an imagination." You looked up from the candle you were lighting to give him another tease but the sight of his back through the mirror was enough to shut you up. All you could manage was something close to a very pathetic whine, close! But not quite, an important distinction. Either way, you're grateful he couldn't hear over the running water. Once the bubbles were practically overflowing you shut off the faucet and swirled the salts around again for good measure.

"Is it ready?" Steve poked his head in, his voice betraying his exhaustion, but he was careful to keep it from annoyance.

"Mhm." You'd like to think the heat of your face was from the hot water, but you both knew that was a lie. You cleared your throat anyway. "Perfect temperature."

And of course he had to smirk at the way you tried so very hard at keeping your eyes on his face. "Perfect, thank you baby." He tried to catch you by the waist for a kiss of gratitude but you slipped past him and his devastatingly gorgeous and despicably tempting um heh collar bones, yeah, collar bones.

"Just leaving me here?" You scurried back into the kitchen and you could hear he left the door open by the sound of the water sloshing against him as he sank down into it.

"Yell when it gets cold!"

And not even 10 seconds later, "Sweetheart?!"

"Yeah?"

"It's a little chilly. You should come in and warm me up." You looked inside and found him with his head tossed back and his eyes closed. One knee sticking out from the foam and his arms steaming from where they rested on the sides of the tub. His shoulders relaxed already, but still too tense for your taste. He looked up at you once he heard the door squeak. "Honey, I'm freezin in here."

"You're neck is read with how hot it is, but I commend your efforts, love."

He groaned dramatically, "Don't pretend with me."

"What?" You said through a laugh.

"If you really loved me, you'd get in this bath."

"Compromise?" You didn't wait for him to nod, though he did anyway. "I'll stay in here with you, and then when you get out I'll give you a massage. Hmm?"

"God, you love me too much."

"Impossible." You were about to leave to grab your book but he called you back.

"Wait! Hold my hand?"

"Of course."

You spent the rest of his bath with your head on his arm while you read and he rested. "Is it not freezing by now?"

"S'alright," he hardly mumbled.

You slid your hand into the now almost chill water. "Frigid, honey. Here," you stood and held up the biggest, fluffiest towel you owned. He let you throw it over his shoulders and wrap him up tight like a baby; then push him off towards the bed where he face planted into the comforter. "You gotta work with me here, baby. Lemme see your back."

He grunted and grumbled but still managed to pull it down to his waist. "Thank you, my love."

"Thank you for this, mmmmph," your thumbs worked into that tight spot that'd been slowly getting worse the longer he let it go, "and the bath, oooohhh."

He stopped being self conscious about his noises after the third massage you gave him, the heavenly sensation building with every pass of your thumbs over that one spot, eventually he let out the loudest, longest, most pent up moan. He was mortified. So while he was pacing your old apartment's bathroom, you were on the phone fielding calls from nosey neighbors with "Thank you for your concern, yes, yes Thank you mrs. Harris, mhm, yep. Just a stubbed toe. Yes oh absolutely, I’ll keep it in mind. So great to know I have such caring neighbors, yep buh-bye now”

You worked your way down from his shoulders where the most tension was, to his hips where you knew it hurt the most. A whole week and a half of hearing the cracking and groans every time he stood. Also all the horror stories of high school sports injuries, Russian guard injuries, inter-dimensional monster injuries….lots of injuries. Some worse than others (some just from being dumb with the kids and Eddie…Max can be very persuasive, even if it’s just by a triple dog dare).

By the time you worked your way down to kneading the muscles about his waist he. was. out. “Hmmmmff, god, you’re perfect.” “Fuck, I love you.”

“Ok, so you’re never allowed to get a massage.”

“Hmm?” He couldn’t even pretend, that was the most pathetic sound he’d made all day.

“You’re gonna start babbling to the massage therapist telling them to just marry you already or something, you’ll scare them away.”

“Mph, don’t care. Only want yours. You’re too good, oohhh, too good to me, you angel.” Everything he said was some sort of groan, lost in the feelings of being so tired and so relaxed and so so taken care of.

You got to the base of his spine and he was making the softest, sweetest little sounds. After gracing every inch of his skin, you leaned forward and kissed his shoulder. His eyes still closed and your hand in his hair, you moved up his neck to the spot just under his ear. "Stevie?"......"Honey?"......"Are you awake?"

He hummed something close to No in response.

"You wanna sleep?"

“Hmm”

Tomorrow then

“I love you.”

“‘uv you.”

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