#catch-22

[fleetn-crab85]

made this last night cause i couldn't fall asleep. does anyone else see the vision here

[disterra]

@sleepyminyard's sentryagent alternate universe fic featuring lewis ford/major major is now live on ao3! this is the piece i had the honor of making for it! 💖

💌 Found You in The Dark

Corporal Lewis Ford, struggling under the weight of his trauma, writes to the only person he can think of who might be willing to listen; a boy from his childhood now stationed in Italy. Major Major, having spent a lifetime alone, receives a letter from a man he can't remember, and can't help but be drawn towards this opportunity for human connection.

[porterdavis]

Catch-22 Written in 1961

[driveintheaterofthemind]

Gathering Around Stanley

Art by Scott Campbell

[hometownflesh]

fish and flies

orr and also appleby is there... bring on catch 22 spring/summer 2025 revival

[serendipititties]

Me and the mutuals fr

[lazarusrisingx]

hm something about frenzy enhanced praedetor zayne

who insists he hasnt lost control of himself while hes pounding you.

your face down ass up on the wardens desk, tears streaming down your face as the wardens hands grip your hips and he groans and gasps behind you, struggling with himself.

you can feel it in the way he thrusts. Zayne wants to be gentle. he really truly does. the poor man doesnt want to lose thag facade of control hes tried so hard to keep you from seeing theough.

one second hes gentle, chest pressed to you back, slowly and deliciously dragging his dick in and out of you.

just for it to be gone in an knsyant, and zayne is back to pounding your poor hole with reckless abandon.

“ha-ah-ah m-my apologies y-y/n, im-ngh-trying but… gods you feel so good so perfect and tig-ht.”

zayne is all growls and breathy pants. struggling to stop himself from absolutely wrecking you. but its no use. your mouth is wide open, drool sliding down your chin, hair a mess, hands gripping the edge of his desk for dear life. your like a toy in this odd tug-of-war. the losing side belongs to the gentle calm man you know, the other side is feral and animalistic zayne.

his fingertips squeezeing intk your hips as his thrusts get harder and deeper. and then the nastiest words fall from his mouth. voice raw and a quiet rumble.

“your so pretty like-like this. so tight and ngh~ needy for me. serves you-you right for teasing me all day. mngh~ swaying these”- he punctuates himself with a smack on your ass- “these beautiful hips all day. teasing, making fun of me.”

zayne is can handle a lot, but not rhe way you tease him. and its true youve been a brat all day not knowing it would push your boyfriend to a frenzy.

zayne panted squeezing the now sore spot on your ass and slowing down on his thrusts. he geabbed your hair and forced your head up, kissing your cheek as he continued deep and slow strokes.

“i can easily remedy this behavior dont you think?” he said softly into your ear, his breaths came in short gasps as he continued to slow down, pressing his forehead to your shoulder.

“bratty girl… so good for me.” zayne mumbled softly. it reminds you kf when hes drunk. the way his pace changes and he tries to slow down and be gentle.

of course this was your own doing. you know how much zayne hates getting teased, and you know teasing him in front of people is a terrible idea. thats how you got to this point anyways.

zayne releases his grip on your hair, letting your head rest on the now soiled paper work you were bent over on. he went bsck to his rough thrusting, muttering obscenity’s you thought only happened in those porn videos you watch.

“fuck~ dirty bratty girl… ngh~ such a slut t-teasing me hm? this-this was your end goal yes? bent over , fuuck~, bent over my desk just like this? cant stop cumming.”

he really couldnt. the man had stamina like you had never seen. the sound of his cum getting fucked into was loud and lewd, your pussy made a mess of your own juices mixed with his seed. it was obscene really.

uour shoulders tensed and you felt your walls twitch around zayne. you groaned and heard a soft laugh come from zayne.

“again? cumming again? feels to good hm? cum for me beutiful, one more time.”

it was not in fact one more time. actually zayne went for hours, losing himself in the tight warm walls you have. he doesnt think he can get enough, and as soon as he musters enough self control to pull out of you, hes slamming back in again as praedetor brain takes over.

[captcutshaw]

Things that make Catch-22 a horror novel:

Snowden's secret

The Eternal City

"We've got your pal."

Kid Sampson's death

Timeloops, distortion of reality, the Chaplain's déjà vu

Yossarian's friends all dying or going missing until he is the only one left, in this way he is like a final girl

Things that make Catch-22 (1970) a horror film:

Most of the above but also Garfunkel from Simon and Garfunkel is there