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mags-writes · 1 year

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Unconfirmed - part 2 || Rick Flag x OC

Summary: After Maeve O'Malley goes to prison for assassination and narrowly avoids getting the Blackcat moniker slapped on her record, she's pulled from her cell and brought into the chaos awaiting in Midway City. Only thing is, she was explicitly requested by Rick Flag, her former squad leader and Colonel back when they were in the special forces together. And they didn't end on the best of terms. Despite that, they easily slip back into their former banter but how long can it last when he won't tell her all the details of what exactly she's going up against?

Warnings: Canon-level violence, Aussie-level swearing, Harley/Joker-level abuse, angst, slow burn

Pairing: Rick Flag x Maeve O'Malley (OC)

Length: 3k words

Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 || Part 4 || Epilogue

"I should be driving." Maeve said for the hundredth time.

It made Rick roll his eyes again from across her and repeat some variation of what he's already said on the matter.

"These are some of the best pilots we have. We'll be fine." His tone had no indication of shutting her up like he would the other criminals. He spoke like he was talking to a child in the back seat asking over and over again if they were there yet.

"Oh god." Was Maeve's response, making Rick snap his gaze to her almost immediately. She had her eyes squeezed shut and she was gripping the seatbelt straps, pressing back in her seat like she was trying to disappear.

He knew what this was. They were about to get hit. And she couldn't do a damn thing about it.

Maeve had been born with the uncanny ability to dodge anything that was airborne and coming her way at any speed. She could dodge bullets, knives, punches, and ass slaps all the same. The only scars she had were from when someone else got involved. She was only ever shot when someone was trying to shoot at Rick. She got them out of the way but it was like she traded places for them. Most of the time she could keep up and keep both parties safe but sometimes luck wasn't on her side.

Rick also thought she could see through walls but he hadn't voiced that theory to anyone yet.

"Oh god, oh god!" Maeve was getting more and more panicked as the seconds ticked by and Rick could only hold on to his own seat belt straps for whatever they were about to be hit with.

"What's up with that chick?" An Aussie accent rang out just before they were, indeed, shot.

The chopper jostled with the impact before taking a sudden nose dive. It hit the ground below them and then started rolling. Screams and laughter alike were heard screeching in the small cabin before it finally stopped and they were all left hanging upside down.

"I should've been driving."

They eventually made their way out of the unrecoverable chopper to the other one filled with all of Rick's army buddies that managed to not get hit and Maeve stumbled her way over.

"Lookin' good, Sarge!" Lieutenant GQ Edwards was a loyal son of a bitch but he had one fuckin attitude with Maeve.

"Shut up, Edwards!"

"Both of you shut it." Rick ordered, rifle out and finger on the trigger. "Let's move out."

They all walked in relative silence, the army boys actively scanning every inch of new terrain they came upon. Rick told them to take it easy and not to worry until Maeve was on edge. Edwards rolled his eyes.

"Remind me again why Katana is here." Maeve didn't look at Rick when she questioned him, trying to come off as aloof and like she didn't care about his answer. "What's wrong? Don't trust me anymore?"

"She's got my back. You've got my everything." Was his simple answer. "Besides, I needed at least one crazy person out here with me without a bomb in their neck."

"Oh, yeah, thanks for that." She said sarcastically, now turning to look at him with an unimpressed expression.

"Hey, I got you out of your cell for a while, didn't I?" He nudged her when he saw her trying to suppress the smallest smile on the face of the earth. Only rivaled by Nessa. "As for the bomb in your neck... can't do much but play by Waller's rules."

She scoffed, kicking something out of the way before speaking again. "Can I ask you a personal question?"

"All that wasn't personal?" He took his time kicking the same debris when they came up to it again.

"Why do you look like you're running on three hours sleep and five lines of cocaine?" She deadpanned, making him look at her with an insulted expression.

"I do not." He said after a pause. "I would never do cocaine."

"Oh, my bad," she replied sarcastically again. "Why do you look like you're running on three hours sleep and six espressos?"

"If you're trying to say I look like shit, just say it." He countered.

"You look like shit." She met him step after step, she always did. "You look worse than the dog shit under my boot. You look worse than hungover Edwards with his head in the toilet."

"Hey!" Edwards called out. "It was one time!" Making them both look at him before turning back to each other.

"My question still stands."

"Heh," Harley interrupted, coming up from behind Maeve and bringing her arm around her shoulders. "You two are cute. Ya married or somethin'?"

"God no." Rick and Maeve answered in unison.

"Personally I have been working on my finger-blasting game with some consenting bitches in prison." Maeve's words made Rick blink in surprise before turning his head, acting like he wasn't about to laugh. "I don't know what this guy's been up to but I know it's juicy if he won't give me a straight answer."

"Can we keep moving, please?" He deflected, walking a bit faster and falling out of step with the women.

"Oh, you're right!" Harley giggled, hugging her a little tighter before letting go and walking beside Maeve. "How ya been Kitty?"

Kitty. It was a cute nickname Harley had been calling her ever since they ran into each other and Harley was bleeding out from a gunshot wound. She had been delirious at the time and recognised from the gear who Maeve was but the new high-tech heat vision goggles perched on her head looked like cat ears when they weren't in use. The nickname tumbled out before Harley could stop herself, and it cemented in her memory forever.

Maeve took pity and took her back to a safehouse, cleaning her up, stitching her up, and feeding her. In return, Harley told the Joker about how well Kitty had taken care of her and issued a no-kill order on Maeve for his whole territory. That no-kill order only lasts as long as Harley is in Joker's good books and unfortunately, Maeve is always aware of their relationship status due to if someone is going out of their way to kill her whenever she steps foot in Joker's territory.

"Well, no one's been trying to shank me in prison, so I guess that means you and the clown are still on." Maeve kept her voice down, she wanted Rick to have deniability about her as much as possible.

"Oh, Kitty. We're always on." Harley playfully whacked her arm limply.

"Even that time he chained you in the basement for a week with no food and I had to come and break your ass out at your sister's request?" Maeve countered.

"Hey! I told you, Mr. J was just playin'!" Harley defended, taking offense that her psycho, serial murdering, clown boyfriend could do anything wrong.

Maeve hummed in response.

Suddenly a scuffle breaks out and one of the criminals shoots a wire up to the buildings to escape. Maeve doesn't move, turning instead to the other one that was trying to escape at the same time. As she approached, he threw a boomerang at Katana, but she jumped into a front flip to avoid it before she had her sword at his throat. Maeve would've continued paying attention but something was itching at the side of her neck.

She knew it wasn't anything she needed to dodge, but it was a prickling feeling making her twitch. She turned, her eyes catching a flash of movement before everything went still again. It felt like a hundred pairs of eyes were on her for a split second, and now it was gone. No one was aiming anything at her now but she couldn't ignore whatever itch just came up.

She was interrupted from her thoughts when a small explosion went off and the guy with all the wires was suddenly hanging upside down in front of her... without his head.

Rick was speaking, she couldn't discern what it was in her shock as her hand came up to clamp down on the part of her neck that had been injected. She well and truly had a fucking bomb sitting at the base of her skull.

"That's what you put in me?" She yelled, her eyes swiveling to Rick who suddenly grimaced. "You took me from my fucking cell to do that to me?"

"Hope you're not gonna play favourites with the criminals, Colonel." Edwards called out.

"Shut up, Edwards!" Maeve pointed a finger at him. "I was acting under duress!"

"Can you get a hold of yourself?" Rick roughly took a hold of her elbow and moved her slightly out of earshot, lowering his voice.

"How can I get a hold of myself when at any moment, these idiots could get you killed and I'll have my fuckin' head blown off!"

"That's not goin' to happen to you!" His answer shocked her into silence, her eyes wide and mouth open before she narrowed her eyes and set her face into a glare.

"So you are going to play favourites."

Rick turned aspirated, looking like he was about to grab her shoulders and shake some sense into her. "What answer do you want from me?"

"I am so glad you asked-" she went to bring her hands up, ready to number her demands on each of her fingers when he slapped them down again.

"Stop it! Just have my back, do as you're told, and stay alive." He actually did take a hold of her shoulders this time, turned her to face the others, and started walking. "That's all I'm asking."

"Mallacht mo chait ort." She cursed in her native Irish, putting as much venom into her words as she could.

"You don't own a cat." Rick countered, shoving her a little to keep walking.

"You don't know that!"

Maeve did as she was told. Keeping her eyes peeled for anything trying to shoot at Rick. It wasn't long until she felt that itch again. Like there was something pointed at her with their finger on the trigger and every intention of shooting but hesitating.

It made her twitch. It made her tick. It made her flinch. And Rick saw all of it.

"Hold!" He called out, holding his fist up and frowning at her. "What is it?"

Maeve suddenly felt it in a different direction, making her flinch back and snap her head. There was nothing there, no movement, no person.

Another twitch. This time from a couple stories above them. This time she used the scope of her rifle to see through the windows, going as far as to pull her goggles on when that turned up nothing.

"Kitty?" Called out Harley with a worried tone.

Maeve spun in the opposite direction everyone was facing, goggles firmly in place and rapidly searching for anything to turn up.

"I don't know." Despite her words, she pointed behind her before turning in that direction again, keeping the goggles on. "Something's definitely that way though."

Rick got his boys to go ahead, surveying the area and seeing if the path was clear. What they came across made their skin crawl.

Maeve let Rick do his thing, communicating with base about what to do and where to go, if the other team was responding at their location. She stood firmly in place behind a car when Deadshot came up next to her, bumping shoulders with her and staring puzzled at what was in front of them.

"They're not giving off a heat signature." She reported, moving the goggles back to the top of her head, having no more use for them now. "At least not with these. You?"

"What the hell are they?" He asked, ignoring her question. "Flag said, terrorists."

"Flag lied about terrorists." She corrected. "He's fucked up. He won't give me a straight answer on anything. He's keeping things from me."

Deadshot turned to her with a questioning frown. "And you said you're not married?"

"That is what I said, yes." She said defensively, trying to act like she couldn't feel her cheeks heat up.

They both had their chance at a real relationship once, but it had been wrong place, wrong time. They were waist-deep in their work and more than content to simply work together than try and possibly ruin it by getting serious. They knew each other better than any spouse will come to know the other, and that was okay with them. A dare issued by Edwards that they would get married if they were both single by 2018 had Maeve by the heartstrings though. She wondered a lot in her cell if that dare was the reason she could never commit to a relationship after that.

"Hey, I like these odds, mate, you just say the word." The stench of Digger Harkness drew Maeve out of her thoughts before his words could get the chance.

"Yeah." Harley agreed quietly.

"Pardon?" Maeve asked.

"C'mon." She persisted when she saw Deadshot hesitate.

"Yeah," Deadshot did hesitate, taking out his eyepiece so he could get a better look at the figures in front of them. "Uh, hold that thought."

"What's his deal?" Harley came closer to Maeve, wrapping her arm around her shoulders again and leaning in.

"Despite being bad guys, this might be something really fucked up even for you." Maeve answered, bringing her arm around Harley's waist and leaning into her.

They both watched as Deadshot brought up his weapon, most likely using the scope to get a better look at what was in front of them. When he did, Maeve twitched. The feeling was back. And like a switch, the figures in front of them descended upon them and the shooting started. Before Maeve surged forward, she saw Digger open a can of energy drink before slinking off into the shadows into an alley and she couldn't help but be a little jealous. She quickly came to a stop next to Rick, knowing she couldn't stop firing until they were all down. Except they weren't going down.

She knew that being around Rick and the boys meant she had to go back to her military training, no immediate headshots. As opposed to her mercenary night job, only headshots. But military training wasn't doing shit right now so she switched it up. She reloaded and this time didn't hesitate to aim for the head, doing a far better job at keeping them back now as their head shattered and they fell.

"Get off me!" She heard Rick shout, making her snap her head in his direction. She reloaded again and started firing. "Get off me you son of a-"

She only shot any extra ones from piling on top of them, trusting that someone would notice and do something about the ones already swarming him.

"Flag!" Edwards had noticed, good. He was always a good aim.

Harley must have said something because Deadshot started yelling at her, "Harley! He dies, we die!"

As soon as Harley and Edwards move in on the group, she lets up and waits for them to finish, not wanting to hit anyone with friendly fire by accident.

"Thanks." Rick says, being hauled up by both his saviours.

"Shut up." Harley retorts.

Rick looks up just in time to make eye contact with Maeve before she gets tackled from the side. It makes her yell out and on instinct take out her knife, wildly stabbing at anything available to her. The thing puts her down but only to try swiping at her, which she avoids before embedding her knife into the skull and viciously ripping it out with a grunt. Maeve movements have a deadly precision to them and the men around her move out of the way when they see her teeth bared.

She sheaths her knife.

She reloads.

She walks over to a car that Deadshot had taken up residence on.

She gets herself comfortable on the roof on one knee and the other one propped up for the kickback of her rifle.

She starts firing again.

Maeve was numb. Headshot after headshot in a daze and completely zoned out. Back in a warzone for shitty benefits from the government shooting at human-shaped moving objects that screamed. Everything blurred. They didn't stand a chance.

"Sargent."

Maeve looked around to see nothing moving. When had she stopped firing? When had she started breathing so hard?

Rick dragged her down from the roof of the car, moving the rifle to sit on her shoulder on the strap and grabbing her face in his hands.

"C'mon, I need you up and walkin'." He mumbled loud enough for her to hear, lightly moving her face from side to side to get her attention. "Don't get like this on me, Sargent. Not now."

Maeve blinked a handful of times, trying to will the daze away.

Deep breath in.

Hold.

And out.

Repeat.

Focus on Rick, on his hold on her face, and the callus on his trigger finger behind her ear.

Maeve nods, swallowing hard and humming to let him know she was back.

"Yeah?" He asked, leaning down slightly to look at her properly, eyes flittering between hers.

"Yeah." She confirmed with a nod.

Speaking felt heavy in her mouth, eye contact felt like looking at the devil, and moving was like dragging herself through a bog, but she persisted.

Rick knew this. Rick knew all of this. So he took her rifle, putting it back in her hands, unloading the empty mag, and taking one out of his own supply. She swallowed again, taking hold of the tac vest on Rick's chest, and cast her eyes upward. Deadshot walked over then, looking as severe as the grave.

"That's how I cut and run." He said, watching as Rick, without looking at his hands, loaded the mag in and shoved it into place.

The movement jostled Maeve and Rick moved her, bringing his arm around her shoulders and started getting her walking.

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shegetsburned · 10 months

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❝ He didn’t just kiss, he claimed ownership. Took her mouth with urgency, as if his life depended on his kissing her. ❞

— 𝐱: 𝐚 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞 (𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐬 & 𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐠)

Renée Watts belongs to the lovely @captastra <3

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captastra · 11 months

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Suicide Squad (Movies 2016 2021), DC Extended Universe Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Rick Flag/Original Female Character(s) Characters: Rick Flag, Original Male Character(s) Additional Tags: Torture, Blood, Electrocution, Restraints, Hostage Situations, Whump, Hurt No Comfort Summary:

Rick Flag has been taken hostage by enemy forces. Even under torture, his focus remains on protecting his love. ~ My first whump fic! Written for @promptsforyourwhumpfic event, specifically Day 3 (late, I know!) prompt: car battery. Beta reading provided by @poetikat <3!

Taglist: @olliesaurus-rex @confidentandgood @incognito-insomniac @poisonedtruth @detectivelokis @roofgeese @seliviawanders @poetikat @bitchesofostwick @kyber-infinitygems @shegetsburned @theelderhazelnut @darkfire1177 @spaceratprodigy (let me know if you wish to be added/removed!)

#suicide squad #dc #dceu #rick flag #rick flag x oc #whump fic #fanfic

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anniesocsandgeneralstore · 10 months

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Happiest of birthdays my darling angle! How about Delphia and being a member of the suicide squad?

☆★→ 𝔸𝕟𝕟𝕚𝕖'𝕤 𝔾𝕣𝕠𝕠𝕧𝕪 𝟚𝟟 𝕄𝕠𝕠𝕕𝕓𝕠𝕒𝕣𝕕 ℂ𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕓𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 ←★☆

ah thank you so much bestie!! how about task force x delphia indeed....mm mmmm

#annie answers #annies groovy 27 moodboard celebration #birthday celebration #moodboard celebration #oc: delphia holman #dc oc #oc moodboard #fic: i am not a woman im a god #rick flag x oc

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saltysideblog · 10 months

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★ 𝖂𝖍𝖊𝖓 𝕴 𝕲𝖔 ★

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Rick Flag x Delphia Holman, Fairytale Au, chapter 1 (?)

A gift for the incredible @anniesocsandgeneralstore based on this moodboard and her original character ♥️

Summary: A princess plagued with prophetic visions, the knight she loves and the cursed sword that would come between them…

Additional inspiration: ★ • ★

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He took his oath to protect her with his life, armour glistening in the light, reflecting the colourful stained glass, down on one knee, a paragon; a man driven by duty.

She felt a gentle brush of gloved fingers against her own in the same cathedral where they’d first met, a quiet comfort after a loss; a man driven by compassion.

His lips crashed against her own, fingers frantically tangling in her intricate braids, clinging to her, the sounds of two desperate people echoing in her darkened chambers; a man driven by lust.

She felt his cold skin, held him against her breast, weeping, the eyes that once held all the warmth in the world, extinct and lifeless, his blood seeping through her dress, staining the fabric red; a man driven by love.

Delphia awoke with a start. Never in all her years had she seen someone’s path so clearly. A bright thread she could follow all the way to his demise. A man she knew she would love, a man who’s loss already brought her so much grief, long before they’d even met.

He must be so young still, she thought, probably not even a man yet.

She herself had just celebrated her thirteenth nameday. She wiped her tears, the dream already fading from her waking mind as the sun filtered through her curtains.

Everything in due time, she repeated her mother’s wise words to herself, no sense in being heartbroken today for something that will happen tomorrow…

Ever since she was a child, Delphia had been wary of the woman in the walls. Her father’s advisor maneuvered through the shadows, a whispering voice in the winding castle corridors. Always watching, always listening, the woman’s motives never fully revealed themselves and when they did, it was often too late. Despite all this, her father held Amanda in high esteem. She was, after all, loyal to the crown.

“You’ll come around once you realize just how heavy that thing is”, she’d mused one day.

A promise or a threat? Delphia could never be sure.

Rick Flag had always been a faithful servant of the realm. To the peasantry and courtisans, he was a paragon of virtue, fiercely loyal to the crown, and good looking too: the perfect knight. To Amanda, he was an obedient lovesick puppy, too blind to see he’d been turned into a pawn…

They shattered the witch’s spell and with it, Ser Flag’s heart.

When Delphia first laid eyes on him, she knew he was the one. Silently trailing behind her father, standing tall and upright in his bright polished armour, dark soulful eyes that made her heart ache. She wanted nothing more than to reach out and smooth the creases in his forehead, ease the burden that weighed on his shoulders. Her legs had taken her towards him in purposeful strides long before she even realized she was walking. Her father greeted her with a smile, but her eyes were fixed on the knight behind him.

“Ser Flag…” she’d uttered his name breathlessly. He startled,

“Yes?”

She’d so anticipated his arrival, she nearly forgot he was a stranger. She blinked and shook her head with an awkward chuckle,

“Welcome!”

“Thank you.”, he nodded and caught himself, adding a quick your highness and polite head bow.

Amanda, from her usual vantage point right behind the king, observed their exchange like a cat might observe a mouse; calm, quiet, calculating.

The man beside her looked bewildered as the princess exchanged pleasantries with the old king. He leaned down to whisper,

“The princess knows my name.”

Amanda’s face betrayed no emotion, as unreadable as the stone walls around them,

“News travels fast around here.”

Try to keep up.

Though unspoken, Rick heard her loud and clear. She’d pulled a lot of strings to get him where he was and he was more than aware she held the shears to cut him loose. He was not immune to manipulation, he’d learned that the hard way and Rick Flag wasn’t the kind of man to make the same mistake twice.

His gaze wandered back to the royals in front of them, the princess’ eyes glued to his as if she saw something beautiful in his troubled soul and it made him feel fuzzy. She waved to him as she left, sunlight caught in her hair, a shade of red that reminded him of a hearth. A warm, inviting flame and he, the little moth, unaware that it would burn his delicate wings.

Rick Flag wasn’t the kind of man to make the same mistake thrice.

#gift for a friend #when i go #rick flag x oc #fairytale au #rick flag #delphia holman #the suicide squad oc #canon x oc #fanfic #i never know how to tag my fics 😭#not my oc #rick flag fanfiction

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reveluving · 11 months

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hold me closely ; rick flag x reader

summary: 'cool, calm & collected' is how many describe the Flags, and they're right. to a certain degree, at least. (a.k.a some of your & Rick's favourite convos in the family group chat)

warnings: tooth-rotting fluff & humour (ft twin sons Ethan & Richie, daughter Irene & Tofu the cat!)

a/n: made sumn for my rick babes (+ s/o to my girl @lacontroller1991 for the cutest hubby rick ask??? ily) so enjoyed imagining what it’s like to be his wifey and mother of kids eeee <33 love y’all!! don’t forget to leave some sugar! ᐠ( ᐛ )ᐟ

disclaimer!! despite the face claims (joy from rv btw) & running theme here, you are highly encouraged to imagine yourself or your oc as the MC however you see fit!

» wanna read more rick flag fics or anyone by joel kinnaman? check out my j.k. m.list!

↳ january 19th ༉‧₊˚✧

me 🌸 : how's Tofu, kids?

richie : [ sent 3 photos ]

mister e : pretty gud mom

me 🌸 : ??? the last photo??

my beloved ❤️ : @.mister e what did we tell you about putting Tofu on your head

mister e : i told richie it was a bad idea but he didn’t listen 😔

richie : ??? u literally suggested the idea??? 🤨

↳ march 21st ༉‧₊˚✧

me 🌸 : have u guys seen the package i brought in this morning? i ordered a pillow for your sister

richie : [ sent 3 photos ]

richie : dw we gave it to her already

mister e : Tofu also conquered the box just so you guys know

↳ june 5th ༉‧₊˚✧

my beloved ❤️ : store’s got vanilla ice cream but it’s not the one you asked for. is it still okay @.me 🌸?

me 🌸 : more than okay! tq ❤❤

mister e : nvm we bought like, 9 different kinds

mister e : [ sent 3 photos ]

me 🌸 : ? how???

richie : dad drove us to four different stores lol

my beloved ❤️ : i still don't think it's enough

↳ july 4th ༉‧₊˚✧

richie: [ sent 3 photos ]

[ my beloved ❤️ reacted with a ‘ ❤️ ’ ]

[ mister e reacted with a ‘ 🎉 ’ ]

[ you reacted with a ‘ 🥰 ’ ]

↳ july 22nd ༉‧₊˚✧

richie : what do you guys call a fake noodle?

me 🌸 : what?

richie : an impasta

[ my beloved ❤️ has removed richie from the group ]

me 🌸 : RICK

my beloved ❤️ : it’s a little funny, i admit

mister e : heh

my beloved ❤️ : you wanna join your brother, too?

mister e : no sir 🚶

↳ august 6th ༉‧₊˚✧

mister e : [ sent 3 photos ]

mister e : richie, irene and i @ the aquarium + ice-cream and bookstore after

[ you and my beloved ❤️ reacted with a ‘ ❤️ ’ ]

richie : hope the dinner’s going well!

me 🌸 : [ sent 2 photos ]

my beloved ❤️ : [ sent 2 photos ]

my beloved ❤️ : it's going amazing. thank you boys 😌

» juuust in case you're still confused: 'my beloved ❤' is Rick, 'mr e' is Ethan & 'richie' is, well, Richie!

» ❛ fun lil’ trivia about the flags ༉‧₊˚

Irene and the twins have an eight-year age gap!

Richie’s full name is Richard Flag the Third.

Although identical, Richie has certain mannerisms that resemble his father. The same case applies to Ethan, the younger twin, who picks up more of your quirks. Despite that, Richie, usually the photographer of the group, encourages (and even adds to) Ethan’s odd photo ideas.

Sporty ahh kids. All three of them. Need I say more?

» gorgeous rose divider by @firefly-graphics ♡

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a-reader-and-a-writer · 5 months

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Do you happen to have any fic recs for dick grayson or rick flag, tmi but I woke up so not well today 🤢 hardly been able to escape the bathroom so preferably not smut fics I've had enough of bodily fluid 🤣🤢

Oh no!!! 🥺 I'm so sorry to hear that!!! I hope you feel better soon! 💖

I haven't read any Dick Grayson fics for a while so I can't think of any off the top of my head but I will try to look back through my likes and reblogs to update you 💖 But I'm shamelessly going to mention my drabble I'm Not Sick because while short, it seems appropriate for your situation 😅

For Rick Flag, you can't go wrong with anything by

@loverhymeswith (her Rick Flag masterlist and definitely check out this series)

@babblydrabbly (her Rick Flag masterlist and I highly recommend this series)

both of whom have a selection of non-smut Rick fics.

I also highly recommend

@anniesocsandgeneralstore's Rick x OC series

@mayhem24-7forever's Angel with a Shotgun

@that-sarcastic-writer's Drunk and Dreamin'

I know I am forgetting a ton of people and fics and I'm sorry! There are also some great writers I didn't mention because they mostly write smut but don't think you didn't cross my mind 😉

I hope you feel better soon, anon! 💕

#thanks!#anon ask #fic rec #friends rec #friend reblog #rick flag #dick grayson

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birdlungg · 2 years

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Comprehensive list of all my works . Most are NSFW, so 18+ only.

MULTI CHAPTERED FICS

CODENAME:VOODOO (Discontinued)

A Rick Flag x OC Story

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

BLOOD BOUND (Hiatus)

A Jerry Dandridge x OC!Reader story

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six (Smut)

Chapter Seven

A PROBLEM FOR FUTURE ME

A Billy Hargrove x Reader story

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

THE WATCHER

A Walter Marshall x Reader story

Chapter One

SLASHERS

JASON VOORHEES

Reader is unable to walk after a night with Jason

Jason eats out shy reader

Jason with a dom reader

Jason with an outdoorsy reader

Jason with a captive singer reader

Jason with a young daughter 1

Jason with a young daughter 2

Jason surprises reader

Jason with a reader that blacks out while riding him

Jason with a reader that helps him feel better about water

Jason with a reader that has a nightmare where he hurts her

Jason and reader have sex for the first time

ASA EMORY/THE COLLECTOR

Asa punishes reader (Smut)

Asa punishes reader (No smut)

FREDDY KRUEGER

Freddy with a reader that “kisses” him better

Freddy uses his glove on the reader

MICHAEL MYERS/ THE SHAPE OF HADDONFIELD

Michael with housewife reader

Michael with a reader that’s held hostage by a mob

JESSE CROMEANS/CHROMESKULL

Jesse with curvy reader in a swimsuit

Jesse cockwarming subby reader

ANNA/THE HUNTRESS (DBD)

Anna and reader’s first time together

Anna with a clumsy reader

Anna with a cuddly reader

Anna with a survivor reader Part 1 (smut)

Anna with a survivor reader Part 2 (smut)

Anna with a survivor reader Part 3

Anna with a survivor reader Part 4

Anna with a reader that tops her

Anna with a reader that lands on top of her

Anna on the reader’s birthday

PYRAMID HEAD

Pyramid Head with a reader that’s new to Silent Hill (smut)

Pyramid Head and pussy eating with reader

Pyramid Head tentacle fucking reader

BUBBA SAWYER/LEATHER FACE

Bubba stands up to his brothers for reader

HEADCANNONS AND DRABBLES

Slashers with a reader that likes to be choked

Slashers and facesitting

Slashers with a reader that takes out a victim

Pyramid Head and Huntress challenge someone with their eyes on reader

Slashers with a handfasting ceremony with reader

Slashers and pegging

Pyramid Head and Huntress with a reader that passes out during sex

OTHER CHARACTERS

EDDIE MUNSON

Eddie and reader at the pool

Eddie falls in love with metal head reader

Eddie with a reader that’s new in town

Happy Birthday (Part 1)

Happy Birthday (Part 2)

CHIEF ‘JIM’ HOPPER

Hopper with a reader who is Jane’s teacher

TEAL’C (SG1)

Teal’c protects injured reader

CARMINE FALCONE

Carmine with a reader with chronic pain (Smut)

Carmine meets a younger reader

Carmine with a younger wife reader

BEETLEJUICE

Beetlejuice with a tired witch reader

Beetlejuice with a witch reader that’s falling for his charms

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mags-writes · 1 year

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Unconfirmed - part 1 || Rick Flag x OC

Warnings: Canon-level violence, Aussie-level swearing, Harley/Joker-level abuse, angst, slow burn

Pairing: Rick Flag x Maeve O'Malley (OC)

Length: 1.5k words

Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 || Part 4 || Epilogue

“Last but not least,” were the first words she heard since getting in the black SUV back at the prison. She was lead out with a firm hand on her bicep, her wrists still snuggly cuffed to each other despite that aforementioned firm hand. “We have Blackcat.”

“Hey! That was never proven!” She called out, her head snapping to the voice with her teeth bared. However, after yelling the words she came face to face with none other than Rick Flag raising that fucking eyebrow at her like he always used to. “... Sir.”

“Maeve O’Malley.” He continued, keeping his eyes on her. “She’ll be my eyes an’ ears.”

“What the hell, Rick?” She called out after being shoved to the side so her cuffs could be unlocked. “What’ve you pulled me into?”

“Nothin’ you can’t handle.” Was his reply.

“What makes you say that?” She countered, rubbing her free but sore wrists as she walked over. “It’s been a long while.”

“You acting like I don’t know how you shoot.” He mumbled once she was close enough. Somehow always managing to look down at her even though he only had a single inch on her. They checked.

She knew what he meant. He had been in the back rows of the crowd during the court case. The court case against her brother, Cai O'Connell, for a crime he didn’t commit and was thrown on him as a way to punish her. She had no choice but to come clean. She admitted to being the one to assassinate the rich guy but she lied about the why. Said some bullshit about how she was threatened to use her military training to take him out or they would kill her brother. Cai, who was one of the FBI’s best and brightest. Yeah, the upstanding moral compass skipped her in the gene pool.

She took the fall so her little brother could keep doing what he does best and Maeve went to prison. 25 to life without possibility of parole. Through the mess of the case Maeve and Cai managed to keep all the attention on them and not let it slip into the light that they had a little sister. Little Nessa would've blown a fuse at the first sign of probing questions and flash photography so it was a miracle that they kept her in the dark.

While the public and legal system didn’t know they have a little sister, Rick certainly does. One drunken night behind enemy lines on 3 hours of sleep over 5 days led to a heart-to-heart that was burned into both of their brains. He kept tabs on her for Maeve since she went to prison, visiting her when he had the chance and making sure Nessa actually got out of the house.

Rick knew what it looked like when Maeve killed people. He knew her amo. Knew what she left behind and what she took away with her. He knew her. But it goes both ways.

"Seriously." Maeve brought herself out of her thoughts. "What am I walking into?"

"The others are briefed on a terrorist attack. Hostiles shootin’ up the place. That kind of thing." His answer was between the lines and Maeve didn't like it for a second.

"Well they look like they take shots of boot oil for fun, so no surprise they're jumping on this." Her snide comment makes Rick crack a smile, something Maeve returns with a tilt of her head. "So is this a Batman, Robin, and Lazuli kind of situation, or is it the Superman, Wonder Woman, and Flash kind?"

"Lazuli hasn't been sighted in over a decade." He drawled, deviating from her question. He focussed on the child vigilante so he wouldn't have to admit to her how fucked the situation was. How out of everyone's control it truly was. How Superman could really come in handy right now if he wasn’t dead.

"Rick." Maeve said sternly like she was the one in charge instead of the convicted criminal with a bomb sitting snugly in her neck.

"The second, okay?" He suddenly took a step back and started gesturing to a crate with her name on it. "Can you get your shit sorted already? I'm not waiting on you, Sargent."

"Sir, yes Sir." She mock saluted before turning to her crate. "You're still so grumpy, jeez. You wife'd up yet?"

"Quit the yapping would you?"

Maeve turned back to him with a shit eating grin, "that's not a 'no', Colonel."

He waved her off and she scoffed out a laugh, finally giving her full attention to the crate and going down into a squat to open it. When she popped off the lid she was greeted with every single piece of her old gear back when she was in the special forces with Rick. She couldn't even begin to guess how he got all of it. How long it took to make those calls. Even who to call. But he'd done it and practically gift wrapped it for her.

How long had he been thinking about this? How long had he been involved in this?

Meave was grateful but she was also concerned. She looked up, her loose hair blowing in the wind and frowned at Rick. He was busy talking to Edwards, getting their own gear ready to go but it was like he knew she was watching him. Rick turned and met her gaze.

He knew what she was thinking. He knew she was going to worry.

He broke away briefly, almost awkwardly before looking back and making a motion with his hand that told her to hurry up.

She took a moment before good-naturedly, Maeve shrugged and dropped her pants.

In time she had her hair tied back in a tight ponytail with her personalised heat vision goggles perched in her hair. They were an older version of the ones she had stashed away in a safe house in the richer side of Gotham but she knew they got the job done regardless.

Putting on all her old gear in the blinding and hot sun brought her back to when she had last seen Rick properly. Sure she had seen him hanging around in court and he’d said some flashy words about how much of a hero she was, but they weren’t able to talk to each other. Too scared after what they had said to each other in the desert.

Maeve was done being a tool for the government, done doing their dirty work in the dark, and left to lick her wounds by herself with a piss-poor amount of cash. Both her brother and sister were in debt from going to college and she couldn’t pay them both off with what she was getting. She was traumatised, she was covered in filth, she probably had skin cancer at this point, and she knew too much. Rick was adamant that it would all pay off in the end, that it would all be worth it. He gave her nearly half his own pay to help with her brother and sister (no matter how much they argued about it) and he had full intentions to keep doing it, because what else was he going to spend it on? Who else did he care so much about? He didn’t love anyone else but her. He helped her through her nightmares and rocked her back to sleep. He let her eat his cold beans when she got soggy bacon in her MRE. He thought he couldn’t do it without her.

She had started yelling, pacing back and forth like a panther in a cage and he stood still with his hands on his hips. She knew he could talk her down, make her calm like he always did after a car bomb goes off, but he knew she could rile him up, make him angry enough to take on seven armed hostiles at once while she took on double at his back. He had her back and she had his everything. Who else could they trust in this fucked up world but each other?

She stopped yelling, instead getting in his face and he crossed his arms over his chest to put some distance between them before he started shaking her shoulders. They argued. For hours. Back and forth, kicking the sand underneath them, screaming into the night air in frustration at one another.

They ended up crying. And instead of comforting each other, they sat on opposite sides of the campfire, stewing in silence as the cold desert wind harshly raged on around them.

Maeve was gone the next morning. No note, no goodbye, just all of her gear save for a single knife that used to belong to him that she stole in a drinking game when they first met. He found out a year later, when he got back from deployment, that she was head of security for a museum in Gotham and that there just so happened to be a new mercenary in town around the same time that killed the same way she did.

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practically-an-x-man · 6 months

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Writing Masterpost

Here's the list of all my fanfics! These can also be found by searching for Practically_An_XMan on AO3

Quick note: I write primarily longfic. Long longfic. Many of the main fics (not on tumblr) are 100k plus - and if they aren't yet, they'll get there eventually. Have fun.

X-Men Fics:

I'll Be Here to Catch You - Hank McCoy x Mira Hart [started Jan. 2021, finished June 2021)

Symphony in Silver - Peter Maximoff x Robin Cassidy [started Aug. 2021, finished Oct. 2023]

Candy Cane War - Peter x Robin ficlet, holiday prompts (tumblr)

A Love Once New - Warren Worthington III x Rae McKinney [started Feb. 2021, finished March 2024]

Aftermath - Bonus chapter to A Love Once New

Tear Us Apart - Bonus angst piece to A Love Once New

Gravity - Warren x Rae ficlet, one-line prompt (tumblr)

Smoke and Mirrors - Alex Summers x Madison Douglas [started May 2021, currently active]

OC thoughts - "Madison doesn't share food", loose ficlet

Marvel/MCU Fics:

Catch and Release - Andrew Garfield!Peter Parker x Ophelia Octavius [started Jan. 2022, currently active]

Closing the Rift - Peter x Ophelia ficlet, one-line angst prompt (tumblr)

Bloodstained - Peter x Ophelia ficlet, angst/injury prompt list (tumblr)

Amadeus - Peter x Ophelia ficlet, random prompt (tumblr)

Call it Even - Peter x Ophelia ficlet, random one-line prompt (tumblr)

Bird's Eye View - Kate Bishop x Gia, random prompt (tumblr)

Drunk Kiss Snippet with Gia and Kate

DC/Suicide Squad Fics:

Battle Wounds - Rick Flag x Eris, angst/injury prompt list (tumblr)

Late Nights - Rick Flag x Eris, fluff/sleep prompt list (tumblr)

Acrimony - Rick Flag x Eris, heavy angst/whump oneshot (tumblr)

A Short History Lesson - Rick Flag x Eris, height difference prompt list (tumblr)

This Time It's Not So Literal - Rick Flag x Eris, random fluff/humor prompt (tumblr)

A Fool's Errand - Rick Flag x Eris, angst/jealousy prompt (tumblr)

Dead of Night - Rick Flag x Eris, angst with a happy ending (tumblr)

Lost Gods - Rick Flag x Eris, heavy angst/whump ficlet (tumblr)

Years Ahead - Eris oneshot, future AU (tumblr)

Broken Pieces - Rick Flag x Eris, intense whump and hurt/comfort (tumblr)

Whatever Keeps You Around - Rick Flag x Eris, unexpected run-in with an ex (tumblr)

New Blood - Nikoletta Bordeaux, one-line prompt, introductory ficlet (tumblr)

Nightmares - Abner Krill x Nikoletta, emotional hurt/comfort, early introduction (tumblr)

Shadows and Fallen Stars - Abner Krill x Nikoletta, angst with a happy ending, established relationship (tumblr)

Relapsed - Abner Krill x Nikoletta, angst with a happy ending, established relationship (tumblr)

The Facts Were These - Abner Krill x Nikoletta, first kiss (with abundant Pushing Daisies references) (tumblr)

Pit of Vipers - Abner Krill x Nikoletta, pre-relationship in Belle Reve (tumblr)

No Longer Alone - Abner Krill x Nikoletta, emotional hurt/comfort (tumblr)

Lost in Thought - Abner Krill x Nikoletta, emotional hurt/comfort (tumblr)

Escape Artist - Chain smallfic with @witchy-self-shipper (tumblr)

Reunion/Relief Kiss Snippet with Nik and Abner

Heavy Whump/Angst Snippet with Eris and Rick

Star Wars Fics:

Bolts and Blasters - Armitage Hux x Indigo [started May 2021, finished June 2023]

Torment - Alternate/bonus chapter to Bolts and Blasters

Rallentando - Fluff oneshot, takes place after Bolts and Blasters

The Working of My Hands - domestic oneshot, after Bolts and Blasters (crossposted)

6 Underground Fics:

Nom de Guerre - Billy/Four x AJ Campbell [started May 2021, finished Sep. 2022]

Desert Song (Previously Unreleased) - Billy/Four x Quinn/Aces [started Oct. 2022, currently active]

Flustered - Billy x Quinn ficlet, one-line prompt (tumblr)

Out to Lunch - Billy x Quinn ficlet, one-line prompt, hurt/comfort (tumblr)

Pyrotherapy - Billy x Quinn ficlet, two-line prompt, angst with a happy ending (tumblr)

Night at the Museum Fics:

Who Waits Forever Anyway? - Ahkmenrah x Katherine Johnson (OC, not the scientist) [started Dec. 2021, currently active]

Christmas Lights - Ahkmenrah x Katherine fluff ficlet (tumblr)

Mefkat - Chain smallfic with @hawthorne-spengler-stantz

Love, Willow - Chain smallfic with @hawthorne-spengler-stantz

American Horror Story Fics:

Heartstrings - Kyle Spencer x Jasper Wilson [started Oct. 2022, currently active]

Sunshine - Kyle x Jasper ficlet, angst w/ a happy ending (tumblr)

Pandemic-Era Kyle and Jasper (tumblr)

Knock on Wood - Kyle x Jasper ficlet, domestic fluff (tumblr)

Gift Card - Kyle x Jasper ficlet, holiday prompts (tumblr)

Sprained - Kyle x Jasper ficlet, sleep prompts (tumblr)

Undone - Kyle x Jasper, random fluff prompt (tumblr)

Mama - Kyle x Jasper, heavy angst with a happy ending (tumblr)

The Sandman Fics:

Secret Worlds - The Corinthian x reader (Prometheus) [posted Feb. 2023]

(Farewell) Wanderlust - The Corinthian x reader (Prometheus) [posted Mar. 2023]

The Calling - The Corinthian x reader (Prometheus) [posted Oct. 2023)

All Night - Corinthian x Prometheus fluff ficlet (tumblr)

Dust to Dust - Corinthian x Prometheus angst ficlet (tumblr)

Reunion Kiss Snippet with Prometheus and Corinthian

Fablehaven Fics:

Taking Flight - Warren Burgess x Kestrel [started Aug. 2023, currently active]

Locked Away - Warren Burgess x Kestrel, angst/whump prompt (tumblr)

Chameleon - Warren Burgess x Kestrel, angst and action oneshot (tumblr)

Ghostbusters Fics:

Heart in Your Hands - Lars Pinfield x Jimmy Luciano [started March 2024, currently active]

Fluff Snippet with Jimmy and Lars

Extra Pieces:

Lucky - for @can-of-pringles, Arith x Iriel (their OCs)

King - for @can-of-pringles, the Corinthian x Prometheus, found family with Lee Quinn (their OC)

Sick Day - for @can-of-pringles, Arith x Iriel (tumblr)

Sneak peek at a future Stranger Things fic (tumblr)

Karaoke - for @can-of-pringles, Peter Maximoff x Marigold Rosales (their OC) (tumblr)

Steel Christmas - for @vexic929, gen fic with Quinn and their OC Berrie (tumblr)

Through the Haze - for @negative-speedforce, dark/angst piece with their OCs Hyun-Ki and Jessi

Roses and Tulips - for @can-of-pringles, Copia x Silas, Valentine's ficlet (tumblr)

"Breakfast" drabbles for each of my OCs

Whump drabbles - Jimmy, Rae, Quinn

Whump drabbles - Ophelia, Gia

Whump drabbles - throwaway OCs

#writing masterpost #my writing #i'll be here to catch you fic #symphony in silver fic #a love once new fic #smoke and mirrors fic #catch and release fic #bolts and blasters fic #nom de guerre fic #desert song fic #who waits forever anyway? fic #heartstrings fic #taking flight fic #heart in your hands fic

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beelicious-and-fictitious · 2 years

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Joel Kinnaman Character Masterlist

Main Masterlist

This is a collection of my all of my fics written as pairings for Joel Kinnaman’s characters. All NSFW fics are marked as SMUT!

***all unfinished series/ fics are on hiatus***

Original Character Fics

Ruby Moon Sunflower Seeds (unfinished series) | Teaser One Two Three Four Five Six Seven Eight Nine Face Cast

Rick Flag X OC Kaia Castle. He’s a soldier, she has superpowers, and there’s something there between them. More than he knows: until one day he’s fucking around with a new job and alien tech and discovers that she had his baby... and his girls in danger.

Reader Insert Fics

Detective Stephen Holder from The Killing (tv show 2011-2014)

Royal Flush | 3k words 🔥SMUT🔥 | you play strip poker with your buddy Stephen

Can’t Stay Mad At You | 3.3k words 🔥SMUT🔥 | your boyfriend Stephen is late because of work (again) and he tries his best to make it up to you

Just Ask | 5.3k words 🔥SMUT🔥 | your boyfriend Stephen thinks pussy eating is fake and you show him how wrong he is

Every Little Step (unfinished series) | [on old Masterlist]

Stephen Holder X Mom! POC! Reader. Stephen meets you, a fellow detective at Seattle Police Department and recovering alcoholic. He falls for you and your adorable daughter instantly.

Colonel Rick Flag from DCEU Suicide Squad (2019)/ The Suicide Squad (2020)

French Lace And Silk Stockings | 2k words 🔥SMUT🔥 | 1950′s AU where you try on some lingerie your husband Rick bought you

Safe Harbor | 6.5k words 🔥SMUT🔥 | Rick can’t seem to depressurize from the horrors of the latest mission but you can help with that

Silver Ghosts | Drabble Challenge: less than 1k word limit | Written for the March 2022 GFS Drabble Project

Tamagotchi | Drabble Challenge: less than 1k word limit | Written for the April 2022 GFS Drabble Project

Think You Can Handle That Much? | 1.4k words 🔥SMUT🔥 | My one and only fic request! You (can be read also as OC Kaia Castle) are freaking out about the wedding and your fiance Rick knows just how to calm you

Twelve of Thirty-One Kinktober 2021 Prompts | *word count is tagged at the beginning of every fic* 🔥SMUT🔥 | Prompts completed for Rick are as follows numerically: 5-10, 15-17, 20, 23, & 25. More info in Kinktober 2021 Masterlist (linked above)

Takeshi Kovacs (Ryker Sleeve) from Altered Carbon

Rose Venemum | 4.3k words 🔥SMUT🔥 | You ask Tak to help you with a mission and discover a new kink or two

Two of Thirty-One Kinktober 2021 Prompts | 1.5k + 2k words 🔥SMUT🔥 | Prompts completed with Takeshi Kovacs were “Day Fourteen: Temperature Play/ Bath Shower Sex” and “Day Nineteen: Impact Play”

Erik Heller from Hanna (tv show 2019-2021)

A Southward Breeze | Drabble mode: less than 1k word limit | Written for the May 2022 GFS Drabble Project

\\Return to Main Masterlist for more fics by yours truly//

#joel kinnaman #joel kinnaman character fiction #heresathreebee masterlist #rick flag x female reader #takeshi kovacs x female reader #stephen holder x female reader #erik heller x female reader #black reader insert #original character insert #bee's archive of fiction

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that-sarcastic-writer · 2 years

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Hello lovelies!

I just wanted to start this by saying that I am so thankful for all the love and support I have recieved throughout the years. I have met and had the pleasure to be mutuals with so many talented to writers and I honestly wouldn't have the motivation to still be doing this without you guys. So in honor of both this milestone and also all of the awesome writers on this site, I was inspired by my lovely and talented mutual @fluffyprettykitty to do this little writing challenge.

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So for this writing challenge you will be choosing one prompt/scenario to write for a fictional character. You are welcome to get as creative as your heart desires, that's what writing is all about after all.

Characters must be from the list I will include below, though pairing won't be limited. It can be character x reader, character x oc, or character x character (as long as they are from the list).

The prompts will be listed below as well.

So what can you do?

As for characters, these are the characters you can write about

Marvel characters

DC characters

Any Dylan O'Brien character

Pedro Pascal characters, e.g. Javier Peña, Din Djarin, Frankie Morales, Jack Daniels aka Agent Whiskey (those are the only ones I know/have seen)

The Winchester Brothers

Joel Kinnaman characters, e.g. Rick Flag, Stephen Holder, Takeshi Kovacs

No real people please, so none of those actors themselves, only their characters.

All readers/OCs/characters MUST be over the age of 20

So now that we know characters, what can you write?

Any genres or fiction are allowed (e.g fluff, angst, smut)

Dark fics, BDSM fics and DD/lg fics are also allowed, just tag them appropriately!

Kinks are allowed, but you are welcome to double check with me if you are unsure

So what's not allowed?

These are my hard no's

Incest, pedophilia, necrophilia, minors in smut, foot fetish and grooming.

Rules

You don't have to follow me to participate. This an open challenge to any writer that stumbles upon this.

You must be 18 to do any smut or NSFW prompts. There will be a NSFW and SFW section. I will check to see if your age is in your bio if your prompt/fic contains smut. If you dont have your age or you dont tell me in private I will not be including your fic.

I ask that you let me know if your fic will be NSFW or SFW.

Scenarios are first come first serve, whoever asks me first gets it. If you are unsure if the prompt you want is taken feel free to ask me.

Send me an ask to let me know which prompt you would like to do, if its NSFW or SFW and for which character. Moots you can dm me directly!

Remember to add "read more" to any works that are longer than 300 words, that's just common courtesy.

Other details

I will be tracking your guy's work through the tags #lias writing challenge, #lias 1300 milestone or #write with lia so make sure you tag your fics with any of those so I can see them.

This challenge will be running and open until August 1st. (I won't be accepting any works after that).

Once all works have been posted and the challenge closes I will be posting a masterlist with all the works

Keep in mind I will read all of them to make sure they don't have anything they aren't supposed to before putting them on the masterlist

If there any further or more individual questions please feel free to shoot me an ask or dm if you are a moot.

Now, on to the prompts!

(For clarification these are a mix of scenarios and lines of dialogues I really like and/or I came up with. You have full liberty to do with these as you will, these are very short and simple to allow for creative liberty so, you're encouraged to do as your heart desires with these)

Breakfast in bed

Matching tattoos

Character A asks character B to be their plus one for a wedding @lovelyavengers w/ Rick Flag (SFW)

Character A cock warming character B

Character A wears character B's clothes

Undercover gala mission

Character A loses their pet and character B returns it

Characters reunited after character A thought character B died @a-reader-and-a-writer w/ Rick Flag (SFW)

Comfort after a nightmare

Bathtime together

Characters are on a date and they run into an ex @babblydrabbly w/ Takeshi Kovacs (NSFW)

Character A gets hurt and character B has to tend to them

Character A sends character B a spicy picture while in public.

Makeup sex

Watching the sunset

Characters drunkenly confess their love for each other

Morning sex

Character A and B are constantly flirting and character C is done with it

Adopting a pet together

Sleeping (literally sleeping) together for the first time

Character A gives character B head (m or f) under a table/desk while they work

Character A gets cold while cuddling with character B

Character A comforts character B after a rough day

Character A gives character B a massage

Character A shows up at character B's door in the middle of the night

"Who did this to you?"

"Look me in the eye and tell me you don't love me" @loverhymeswith w/ Takeshi Kovacs (SFW)

"Can you stay..? Please"

"You are afraid of being in love." @nekoannie-chan w/ Steve Rogers (SFW)

"Don't make me get out this chair"

"Am I showering alone" "absolutely not" @fluffyprettykitty w/ Frank Castle (SFW)

"That's my good fucking girl"

"Don't push me away, not this time"

"I can't let you go. I don't know how to"

"I hate you" "try saying that without moaning and I might believe you"

"I really want to taste you"

"Shh, there's people in the other room"

"Are you jealous?" "They were staring"

"Next time you don't wear panties I will finger you under this table no matter who is here"

"Do you think you can handle us?"

"What are you looking at?" "I like looking at you"

"I'm scared I'll ruin what we have"

"I just wanted to make sure you were okay"

"Are you sure?" "I trust you"

"You're better off without me"

"You're distracting me" "yeah I know"

"I'm trying to focus here. But it feels good, keep going"

"You're safe, I promise"

"That looks good, but it'll look better on my floor"

"Its always been you"

#lias writing challenge #lias 1300 milestone #write with lia #lias celebration #writing challenge #writing prompts #im honestly kinda hesitant to post this i have no idea if people are going to participate

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anniesocsandgeneralstore · 1 year

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ty ty M

💞what's the most important part of a story for you? the plot, the characters, the worldbuilding, the technical stuff (grammar etc), the figurative language

The characters I think, for me, are most important. Character is what drives plot and even worldbuilding for me sometimes. Once I know who a character is and how they would generally react to being put in these kind of situations, the rest comes easy.

💝what is a fic that got a different response than you were expecting?

Oh the echo for sure. I didn't think anyone would give a shit about that or just ignore it or think it was mildly strange lol but nope! THAT didn't happen.

🤍what's one fic of yours you think people didn't "get"?

idk...this is one i think some people "got" in a sense, but my The Suicide Squad, Rick Flag x OC AU "i am not a woman, i'm a god" is very intense and covers some heavy shit and it means a lot to me. I worked hard on it, and I tried as hard as I could to make the reader feel like they were diving into an issue of a comic book midway through The Oracle's character arc. Don't know how successful that was but, here we are lol

💌share something with us about an up-and-coming work (WIP) that has you excited!

I HAVE A SUMMER PROJECT THAT I AM SO EXCITED ABOUT. But like I gotta be chill cause idk how it's gonna turn out and it's a lot of moving parts and a lot of pre-planning/writing but ya know. I'm hoping to talk more about it soon.

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2021

“Never thought I’d see you out of that hospital.” Rick folded his sleeved arms in the parking lot after carefully loading his trunk with grocery bags. Meanwhile, hoping to act like a gentleman, Flag wanted to help Lorraine pack her car, but she declined.

“I have this weekend off. How are you holding up?” she beamed that perfect smile again.

“I’m not cleaning gutters.” Rick shrugged, trying to make a joke. His mother would’ve rolled her green eyes already.

“Better not be.” Lorraine scoffed, but wasn’t upset. She had dressed for the day by wearing capris and flip flops, sporting a university t-shirt. Earrings still wouldn’t clasped on either side. Dark hair towered, but loose curls dropped around her face.

“Of course not. How’d you end up here?” Rick almost leaned against the car while changing their talking point here.

“You might not be my patient anymore Colonel, but let’s just say that I’m still looking out for you.” she offered that sweetness again, which caught Flag’s attention once more.

“Thank you.” Rick said, allowing him and Lorraine to go their separate way for the day. There was no choice, especially since these two were still strangers.

“You’re welcome. See you around.” Lorraine pulled her car out of the lot minutes after Flag, vanishing to go home.

_________

His hometown wasn’t small, but this area certainly wasn’t large, either. The town itself had come quite a long from one rural history, then having been established centuries ago. Space loomed with everything from farms to bayous. Home derived from Granddad, built from the ground up and cemented on this land ever since.

Flag willed himself, driving from place to place, braved a quite few phantom aches, still needing to slow down his go-to manner. Packing barren kitchen cabinets and then taking one much-needed but snail pace shower kept him occupied till now.

Rick sat on the vintage wrap-around porch, already nursing another glass of water by himself. During previous bouts, he would’ve picked up any nearby cases of beer and cracked each one, shooting the shit with cats like GQ or trash-talking Waller.

One green marsh located ahead gurgled in the distance as Rick pondered so much. Task Force X nearly killed him, but this freedom still seemed out of place. Until now, he’d planned to move constantly, never knowing if every second would be his last.

And yet, his thoughts trailed right back to that one amazing nurse who helped him deal with the homestretch of life-saving recovery.

What was Lorraine doing now? He thought once more.

Did she laugh with someone on the phone while cooking? Maybe friends or family had invited her to a cookout later as a break from the hospital. Rick could only imagine how she carried on with other people besides himself while not on call.

Just when Rick thought about heading back in, his phone beamed out of nowhere. Even its ringtone, “Parachute” by Chris Stapleton, prompted him to smile for a moment. GQ introduced him to the song between missions and he never forgot.

An unknown number reached the screen. Old habits seemed to warrant his immediate answer, but loneliness kicked in as well. Whoever called must’ve thought of him too.

“Hello?” He cleared his throat, setting down that glass of water.

“Did you sneak those Apple Jacks in the pantry yet?” That voice, her voice, answered him on the other line, suddenly contacting him again.

“Wait. how’d you get my number?” Rick logically narrowed his eyes, wondering if Lorraine had snuck one of her own tricks as a way to flirt.

“One of the clerks kept raving about you when I was in line. Tech is old in the store, so she pulled out this huge phone book and tried to tell me that your number was logged in there. I thought it was a joke, but wow. Sorry.” Lorraine of course apologized.

“Oh, no. I’m so sorry. You got stuck with Mary Anne. She’s lived here since I was a kid and barely retired.” For the first time in months, Rick ended up cackling with laughter.

“I hope that you're not actually uncomfortable with my attempt in the long run, Colonel.” Lorraine answered once more.

“No. I appreciate it.” Rick shouldered the phone, easing into this conversation. “And Lorraine?”

“Yes?” she asked kindly.

“Please call me Rick.” His correction beamed with respect.

“Okay. Rick.” she tried his first name, sounding gentle as she had during every benchmark check of his vitals or when carrying out other needs back at the hospital.

Rick could listen to her voice forever.

“Hey, can we meet up somewhere before you go back on call next week? If you’re busy it’s fine, but I was curious.” His question seemed kind enough, still giving her enough room if she wanted to decline of course.

“Sure.” Her affirmation meant the world to him as soon as Rick hung up th

__________

It was casual when Lorraine and Rick had planned to meet out for lunch. Honestly, not many places in this town called for affluent occasions. A server had led this pair over, then handed two menus. One last booth cornered near the back of the diner.

“Good idea. Haven’t seen diners like this in a long time.” Lorraine spoke to Rick from across the table, beaming another smile as she glanced around.

“If it wasn’t for people walking around with cell phones nowadays, you’d think my town was stuck in a time warp or something.” Rick said, whistling downward. He scaled over the menu and tried to remember dietary restrictions, just in case.

“It’s cute.” Lorraine complimented him. “I always wanted to stay for good in a place like this.”

“You not from here?” His Southern accent really showed up now, clipping like his father.

“Surprise. I’m a travel nurse. Picked up this assignment not long before you were admitted for the heart surgery.” Lorriane revealed this news and everything made sense.

As far as Rick knew, Lorraine Tucker wasn’t even born here. For now, she was stationed in his hometown like any other soldier, but aimed to help others without standing on an extremely dangerous battlefield.

“Sorry if it’s not exciting like Atlanta or New Orleans.” Rick drank carefully from another glass of water. These two wouldn’t order meals yet, especially with other servers zipping back and forth in the diner to ease this lunch rush.

“No need to apologize. It helps if the town I’m near doesn’t show off a busy life. Makes me feel less overwhelmed.” Lorraine offered her truth and definitely inferred how chaotic work must’ve been once she stepped away from Rick at the hospital.

“What made you go into this field?” Rick asked, genuinely curious.

“I want to help people.” Lorraine’s answer had beamed with kindness that Rick almost never heard during his time in the military.

You’re an angel. Flag thought to himself.

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