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35 - she/they - COD smut writer AO3 | Kofi | Masterlist

[the-californicationist]

Welcome to Cali's Blog!

So glad you're here!! ^_^ I am Cali, a fanfic writer (35, she/her, pansexual) who creates stories in the COD fandom and most of them are full of smut.

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[ottervii]

Get a load out of this guy or whatever the saying is

[bebx]

[sacredandhoely]

pt. 1 | pt. 7 | ao3

pardon my absence, I spent the last few days holed up at my bf's because his family can actually afford air conditioning. I had to come home today because I work tomorrow and I started melting the moment I opened the door to my room. well wishes to everyone dealing with this heatwave <3

            You yawned and stretched, leaning back against the couch cushions. Despite his claims that his kitchen skills were only mediocre, Nikolai made a wonderful meal. Chicken kiev, grilled asparagus, and focaccia, all done to perfection. It had been a while since you’d eaten until you were full, and your body was still adjusting to having proper nutrition after being deprived for so long. You were damn near in a food coma, meanwhile Nikolai was only mildly sluggish. You could audibly hear his back pop as he straightened in his recliner before rising from his seat and taking your dishes into the kitchen.

            “Do you want anything to drink, milaya?” he called, rifling through the cupboards for a glass. You peered down at the table. You still had a fairly full glass of water, thanks to Nikolai constantly refilling it.

            “No, I still have water,” you replied, picking the glass up and swirling the ice in it for emphasis. Nikolai laughed.

            “No, no. I am asking if you want alcohol, глупый,” he said. Alcohol wasn’t a luxury you’d had the chance to try, it wasn’t like you had the money or time to spend on it. But something about even just the thought made your throat go dry.

            “Um, I’ll pass. Thanks,” you faltered, tone wavering ever so slightly.

            “Are you sure? I have some of those fruit flavored drinks you young people like,” he insisted. He settled back into his seat, a glass in one hand and a rather large bottle of clear liquid in the other. Slowly, he poured a small sip into the glass and slid it in your direction. It wasn’t much, less than half a shot poured over ice. Yet it was slightly intimidating, nonetheless. You tentatively reached a hand out before pulling it back.

            “I think I’ll pass. Thank you,” you replied. Nikolai shrugged before tossing his head back and taking a swig straight from the bottle. The sight knocked the wind from you, the way he chugged it like it was water. Maybe it was, with how easily it went down for the man. After a second, he set the bottle down with a hearty laugh. He smiled at you, then furrowed his brow like he was thinking. After a second, he perked up.

            “Ah, before I start forgetting. I got you something,” he strained as he reached around the chair before pulling out a gift bag with a single sheet of tissue paper across the top. “Forgive me. I am not the most gift-givey person.”

            It was a fairly big bag. You picked it up. It wasn’t that heavy either. You could feel Nikolai watching you as you assessed the package. Finally, you removed the tissue paper and pulled out the item. It was a brand-new laptop. One of the newer ones on the market, you recognized it from the late nights you’d spent hunched over your old hunk of junk allowing yourself a small respite to dream of having something better. You swear you felt your heart stop for a second as your body went rigid.

            “Is all set up for you! I even put some of those silly computer games women like on there,” he beamed, clearly patting himself on the back for such a well-thought gift. You, meanwhile, were still trying to grapple with the reality of holding a $2,000 piece of hardware and it actually being yours. With a featherlight touch, you opened it. Immediately, you were greeted with a desktop with every game neatly alphabetized down the side. Frog Detective 1-3, Hello Kitty Island Adventure, Minecraft, Paleo Pines, Potion Craft, Slime Rancher, Sticky Business, Turnip Boy Commits…Tax Evasion? Bit of an oddball choice for the last one but you weren’t gonna complain. You opened your mouth to speak when Nikolai cut you off.

            “Don’t you ask how much you owe me.”

            “…I thought you wanted me to clean and stuff?”

            Nikolai huffed like it was the most obvious thing.

            “You are not here to be maid, you are allowed entertainment. Work is not all there is to life. Not anymore, дорогая.”

            The sun had gone down 5, maybe 8 hours ago? You had no clue, you’d had your face in the screen since you laid in bed. Your host was generous enough to give such a wonderful gift and you were going to put it to good use. You were feverishly shaking the mouse back and forth, trying to make a light potion on Potion Craft when a rumbling sounded out in the darkness. You peeled your eyes away from the screen, trying to hone in on the sound. Distant thunder, maybe some wild animal? It wasn’t that important. What was important was getting the damn recipe right without breaking the bottle for the fiftieth time. You grasped the mouse, ready to resume, but there it was again, a low tone that you almost couldn’t parse. It had to be something inside. Maybe the furnace was having a bit of trouble starting. Something compelled you to check it out. You swung your legs over the side of the bed, careful not to tangle yourself this time, and started down the hall, You had to use the wall as guidance, not wanting to risk turning on the light. Eventually, your eyes adjusted to the darkness, and as you reached the living room, you saw it.

            Nikolai, passed out in his recliner, empty bottle discarded on the floor and a half-full one dangerously close to the edge of the table. The rumbling was his snoring, muffled mostly by his slouched posture. Despite the drinking clutter, he looked oddly peaceful. But you just couldn’t leave him like that. Gently, you gathered the bottles, throwing the empty one out and setting the other on the counter. Then, you grabbed the throw blanket from the back of the couch and gingerly draped it over his front. Despite how silently you thought you were moving, Nikolai stirred. His eyelids fluttered and his head lolled to the side, the faintest smile on his features.

            “Спасибо, моя любовь. Ты такой милый,” he slurred, accent thick and words marred by the tangling of sleep and alcohol. You had not a single clue what was said, but you smiled back. You gave a polite nod before returning to your room.

            “Sleep well.”

[papayajuan2019]

i'm close ☹️

[papayajuan2019]

[wiionme]

[local-gun-witch]

[the-californicationist]

[icecreamwithjackdaniels]

Carl Rungius (American, 1869–1959), "His Domain", ca. 1916

[littlestpersimmon]

Free Ornamentation III. This work is dedicated to the public domain ♡

[readwritealldayallnight]

M’s Fic Recs Masterlist

Been working on this masterlist for more than a year and would love to share these masterpieces with you all. NONE of the following fics are written by me, this is just my collection of some the most noteworthy fics I’ve read over the years that are forever on my mind and in my heart

Each author is credited and I recommend you check them out and give them a follow if you enjoy their work as well! Fics will continue to get added regularly, and link to this masterlist will be at the bottom of my own masterlist- M 🫶🏻

Tags/Warnings

☁️ Fluff

🌙 Mature / suggestive

🌕 Adults only / smut (18+ MDNI)

⭐️ Personal favourites

Up ahead: Call of Duty, The Last of Us, Star Wars, Narcos, The Pitt, Animal Kingdom, Superman

Call of Duty

Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley

‘Indigo’ by @slater-baby ☁️ 🌙 🌕 ⭐️ “Ghost didn't like to dwell on the past. Whatever happened, happened. He left Manchester, covered his face, took a new name. To him, it was little more than moving on from the past, from all the blood and gore of his family life. But then on some bleary, Tuesday morning, you somehow stand before him: his ex from before he was Ghost.”

‘I Feel It In My Bones’ by De_caffeinated on ao3 ☁️ 🌙 🌕 ⭐️ “Bones is a quiet combat medic with a troubled past and enough knowledge to fill a library. As whispers of a new bioweapon begin to spread across Europe, she is assigned to Task Force 141. Still haunted from her previous deployment, she thinks she can only count on witnessing new horrors, spilled blood, and the sound of dogtags clinking against the ground. What she isn't expecting is finding a team to count on, or the way her heart quickens in the presence of a certain skull-faced man.”

‘Ghosts & Mirages’ by @stararch4ngelqueen ☁️ 🌙 🌕 ⭐️ “After a dangerous encounter leading towards your own capture and torture, you; Codename "Mirage", went from one of the best snipers on the task force with a bubbly sense of humor and strong wit, to a stone-cold demeanor woman who let her vendetta get the better of her, almost costing her the lives of her teammates. Ghost wasn't too happy about this, and based off experience, he refuses to let your mind head down that path any further.”

‘Mail Order Bride’ by @beebymoonlight ☁️🌙🌕

‘Squeeze Me, I Squeak’ by Charlie_M on ao3 ☁️ 🌙 🌕 “While your interactions with Lieutenant Riley started out cold and tense, he's been warming up to your secondary specialty. Apparently, you make for a great stress-toy.”

‘Heartless’ by @thevampiremarie ☁️ 🌙 🌕 “You need health insurance. Ghost is sick of sharing living quarters with the rest of the 141. Soap, your childhood friend, thinks the two of you can fix each other’s problems.”

‘Give you the gun (blow me away)’ by endymions on ao3 🌙 🌕 “In the back streets of Prague, you watch through the scope of your rifle as your target—one of Makarov’s inner circle men, the man you’ve been tailing for two and a half weeks—gets his throat viciously slit from behind.”

‘In The Walls’ by @theorist-fox ☁️ 🌙 🌕 “Simon fucks his Sergeant until he’s not sure whether it’s sex or love.”

‘In Limbo’ by @ilium-ilia 🌙🌕 “Joining the mafia is no different than selling a soul to the devil, and it’s something Simon Riley is all too willing to do if it means keeping his family safe. It isn’t until he meets you- the girl who runs from everything- that he realizes there are much worse things to get caught up in.”

‘You’re Drunk’ by @howyoulovelikeweaponskill 🌙🌕“y’wanna know what stupid looks like?” he mutters, head dropping down until his lips near your jaw. “you, wakin up with my fuckin dog tags round your neck and nothin else.”

‘Through Me (The Flood)’ by @peachesofteal ☁️🌙🌕

‘Splinter’ by @bitterrfruit 🌙🌕 “Your car breaks down in a snowstorm. A crude stranger takes you in from the cold.”

‘Houndtooth’ by @bitterrfruit 🌙🌕 “You're the pampered wife of a russian warlord. Ghost hunts you down and finds a use for you.”

Captain John Price

‘Squeak ‘Em If You Got ‘Em’ by Charlie_M on Ao3 ☁️ 🌙 “You belong to Task Force 141. Task Force 141 belongs to Captain Price. It's simple math - but math was never your strong suit.”

‘Landscape with honey’ by @ceilidho ☁️🌙🌕“You've been living in this town for almost six months; it's only now that John's picked up on your scent.”

‘Ursa Major’ by @the-californicationist ☁️ 🌙 🌕 “Lumberjack John Price, retired British Army captain, owns and operates 5,000 acres of selective harvesting land for his logging company. Unfortunately, you work for an environmental firm as a consultant, and it’s your job to tell him he has to stop logging at once since his harvest is encroaching on rare bear habitats. But, something’s not quite right about the bears, or about these lumberjacks, and you’re determined to get to the bottom of it.”

‘I Wonder How Many Days I’ll Bleed’ by thethingsthatimake on Ao3 “Captain John Price is forced to lay low, so Laswell sends him to a secluded home in Alaska - inhabited by you.”

TF141

‘Cherry Red, Crimson Blood’ by @soaps-mohawk ☁️ 🌙 🌕 “Task Force 141 operates successfully without an omega, at least that’s what Price has been saying since its formation. Two alphas and two betas balance the pack just fine, and they have the numbers to prove it. It works for a while, until the Omega Initiative is born and the 141 find themselves having to adjust to the sudden addition of an omega to their pack. Fresh out of an institute, you’re hardly fit for their secretive, dangerous world, or so Price thinks. As each member of the team gets closer to you, things begin to come to light, not only about you but about the decision to force you into their lives. Maybe, just maybe, Price was wrong and the 141 does need an omega after all.”

König

‘Trapper, Keeper’ by @tinypandacakes ☁️🌙 🌕 “A dark, hooded figure emerged from the dense snowstorm, growing far too tall as it approached. You shuffled back weakly in the bloodstained snow and winced as you jostled the trap clamped on your boot “What is this?” the man’s voice rumbled, muffled behind his mask. “You are…not what I expected to catch today.”

‘Obession’ by c4rp3_n0ctem on Ao3 “From the first second he saw you, König was completely and utterly obsessed with you. So when you ran into him late at night, tears streaming down your face, the universe served you to him on a silver platter. "Come in, we can sit down in my room and get you cleaned up, and then you can tell me what happened, ja?" he said quietly, a smirk hidden beneath his mask as he guided you into his room.”

‘Sworn Sword’ by @vivwritescrappythings “You go to a tourney, a knight you’ve never seen before wants your favor”

The Last Of Us

Joel Miller

‘A Stranger’s Heart Without A Home’ by @morning-star-joy ☁️🌙 🌕 ⭐️ “After leaving the Fireflies, you ended up in the settlement of Jackson with Tommy, unwilling to part with the only friend you had left. You were even able to carve somewhat of a life out for yourself after a few years. Until Tommy's older brother shows up. You think Joel Miller is gruff and rude, and you're pretty sure he doesn't have a fond opinion of you either. That doesn't stop the attraction you feel for each other, but he's gone in a day. You settle back into a routine, thinking you'll never see him again. Then Joel returns a few months later, and screws up everything about the comfortable life you had established in Jackson.”

‘Short Days, Long Nights’ by @frannyzooey ☁️🌙 🌕 “Part of a band of travelers, your party is slowly picked off one by one, until there are only two of you left. Finding an abandoned cabin in the woods, you decide to make camp there until you figure out your next move. As the seasons change, the nights get longer and longer…”

‘Fear of God’ by @netherfieldren ☁️🌙 🌕 “Big bad Joel Miller falls in love and doesn't know how to deal with it.”

‘So Much To Lose’ ☁️🌙 🌕 by @auteurdelabre “Newly settled into Jackson City, you’re assigned to patrol duty with Joel Miller; a man of rough edges and cool appraisals. His story is buried deep beneath scars of loss while you hide your own grief behind flour-dusted hands and the desperate hope of belonging. What begins as forced proximity slowly shifts into something fragile and all-consuming. But as the past creeps forward through old wounds and the ever-present threat of raiders, your feelings for one another become both a sanctuary and a liability. In a world already broken, where there is already so much to lose, can you let yourself love Joel Miller?”

‘One Thing I’m Missing’ by @pedropeach ☁️ 🌕 “You don't, under absolutely any circumstances, talk about it. Or… You and Joel accidentally end up falling asleep together, and what follows is the beginning of a quiet and tender relationship neither of you saw coming.”

‘Texas Sun’ ☁️🌙 🌕 by fromtheclouds on Ao3 “Joel doesn’t know how to describe what you were to him. You’d never made any promises to each other, but you loved his daughter like she was your own. Had he known what would happen, he wouldn't have let you go.”

‘Lavender’ ☁️🌙 🌕 by @justagalwhowrites “You're a college student in Austin, Texas, who gets a summer job nannying Sarah Miller. It's not long before her dad sees you as more than a babysitter - or more than a friend. But life - and an apocalypse - have other plans.”

‘Yearling’ ☁️🌙 🌕 by @justagalwhowrites “After years of surviving in the wilds of Wyoming after the cordyceps outbreak, you find yourself in Jackson. It's a town filled with friendly faces and the kind of world you hardly remember, let alone can connect with or understand. But one man - Joel Miller, another loner, like you - makes you think that trying to find your place in society again might be worth it.”

Narcos

Javier Peña

‘Siempre’ by @kiwisbell ☁️🌙🌕 “She’s a waitress in a little café. He’s a DEA agent who likes the coffee. Just the coffee. That’s all.”

‘It’s Never Too Late’ by @javierpena-inatacvest ☁️🌙 🌕 ⭐️ “You are an elementary school teacher who just moved to Texas for a fresh start when you meet a very handsome man from the Laredo Sheriff's Department coming to give your class a presentation. After your co-workers pull some strings for you to meet again, you and Javier Peña find yourselves falling head over heels for each other.”

‘The Third Wheel’ by songsformonkeys on ao3 ☁️🌙🌕"You had often wondered how you ended up here, the third wheel in the well-oiled, grumpy and semi-alcoholic DEA duo consisting of Steve Murphy and Javier Peña... Actually, that was a lie. You hadn't wondered at all. You knew exactly how you'd ended up here. The two male agents had never been particularly good with following orders, which had been a thorn in ambassador Noonan's side since day one. And as everyone who knew the old saying “if you can't beat 'em, join 'em” could tell you, you were the intended solution to that particular problem. And boy had you let everyone down.

‘Hermosa’ by keala on ao3 🌙🌕 “You shouldn't have gotten so drunk at that Christmas party. You shouldn't have worn that tight, little dress. You shouldn't have offered to take a certain drunk DEA agent home. You also shouldn't have answered that phone.”

Star Wars

Din Djarin

‘Rough Day’ by guardianangelcas on ao3 ☁️🌙 🌕 ⭐️ “Who knew that agreeing to babysit a bounty hunter’s weird, green little child would be so full of surprises.”

‘Beskar Doll’ by @justagalwhowrites ☁️🌙 🌕 “You have a knack for finding trouble, be it in the midst of Galactic Civil War or when trying to live the quiet life after getting out of the game. So when you're stuck fleeing your new home planet after pissing off the wrong people - again - there's only one person willing to take you: the Mandalorian. But after years of fighting faceless men, you're not the trusting type toward someone always wearing a helmet and the Mandalorian quickly suspects there's more to you than he knows.”

‘What Kind of Man’ by so_much_for_stardust on ao3 ☁️🌙 🌕 ⭐️ “The first time she caught sight of that silver armor, she just knew that the man would be trouble. She's just a girl who works in a bar, and he's just a guy who needs a job. They weren't looking for anything. It's funny how the galaxy sometimes gives you something you didn't know you needed at the time when you most needed it. They both just needed to scratch an itch. They weren't going to get into a relationship... they weren't...”

‘Something More’ by @amiedala ☁️🌙 🌕 “Meeting the Mandalorian was like colliding into the rest of your life at a moment’s notice.”

‘Elusive Quarry’ by @ninaloveshiddles ☁️🌙 🌕 “‘And what makes her so elusive?’ his tone bored, pushing Karga to get to the point. ‘I guess you’ll just have to find out for yourself, won’t you?’ Mando takes a job hunting down the reader, but bringing her in may be more of a challenge than he realized.”

‘The Space Between (your heart & mine)’☁️🌙 🌕 by dirty_holy_things on ao3 “The galaxy had dealt you a rough hand of sabacc in this life. A family who couldn’t comprehend or understand your connection to the Force; a wolf in sheep’s clothing, who used and abused you for your talents; and you had come to understand that the galaxy cared very little for its inhabitants. But an unexpected visit from a Mandalorian offered you the chance to leave it all behind, to reclaim your place as the author of your story.”

‘The Stowaway’ by ThroneoftheThorn on ao3 ☁️🌙 🌕 “You hadn't planned on fleeing for your life, jumping planet, and stowing away on a random vessel. Nor had you planned on being employed by a Mandalorian wanted by the empire for kidnapping a random baby, having an imperial bounty on your head, and tagging along on dangerous bounty hunter missions. Least of all, you REALLY hadn't planned on somehow integrating yourself into the tiny clan of two you found yourself in. The force moves in mysterious ways, you suppose.”

Poe Dameron

‘The Bet’ by guardianangelcas on ao3 ☁️🌙 🌕 “1. No sex. 2. No touching yourself. 3. No orgasms.”

Kylo Ren/Ben Solo

‘Velvet Nights’ by orphan_account on ao3 🌙🌕 “In which you and the Commander Kylo Ren navigate through shared unspoken tensions while recovering information from the wreckage of a First Order TIE fighter.”

’Reconditioned’ by Lionhearted_DragonEmpress on ao3 (deleted fic but it was 500k of the best writing that is forever ingrained in my mind and always deserves to be mentioned)

Superman

Clark Kent

’The Gravity Between Us’ by th3honored1 on ao3 ☁️🌙🌕⭐️ “You grew up beside Clark Kent, the quiet boy with kind, blue eyes and a secret heartbeat. From scraped knees to stolen glances, Smallville held your shared history— but time has a way of turning best friends into strangers. Now you’re a nurse in Metropolis, and he’s the city’s beacon of hope. Maybe you were meant to fall apart. Maybe you'll find your way back.”

‘Take Me Back to Smallville’ by fitbby14 on ao3 ☁️🌙🌕 “You've returned to your hometown of Smallville, here to finally get your life on track and figure out where it is you belong. But your childhood friend, Clark Kent is back too and that...complicates things.”

The Pitt

Dr. Jack Abbot

‘Diagnosis : Married?’ by @s-writing-s ☁️🌙⭐️ “One glitchy tablet, one HR email, and suddenly you’re married to your attending, Jack Abbot. HR thinks it was intentional and has already started merging your records. Claim it was a mistake, and your residency could be delayed. With only three months left until you’re an attending, Jack agrees to play along. Pretending to be married might save your career- but can your heart survive the side effects?”

‘Transatlantacism’ by @se7entyrell ☁️🌙 “Jack Abbot has had a terrible eighteen months. Truly one for the books. Losing his mother, and then you, sometimes he wonders what the point is. If things will ever look up. Until you turn up at the Pitt, with a little girl who looks exactly like him.”

Dr. Michael Robinavitch

‘All For Something’ by @theetherealbloom ☁️🌙 “It’s your birthday, but the Pitt doesn’t slow down for that. Between subway accidents, drownings, shootings, and the quiet heartbreak of patients who come back again and again, you do your best to keep your hands steady and your head clear. Somewhere in the blur of alarms and blood, you realize you’re holding onto something you shouldn’t- feelings for your quietly grieving chief attending. At the Pitt, you don’t just learn how to save lives. You learn how hard it is to ignore your own heart.”

‘My Heart Is On The Floor For You’ by @domesticblisss ☁️🌙 “She never thought she would beat Robby’s seven week itch, but almost a year later, she finds herself in a label-less relationship with him. They are happy, but several little things pile up, and when the arrival of her ex, John Carter, gets added to the mix, the recipe for chaos is served.”

Dr. Brendon Park

‘Vegas Baby’ by @lpmurphy ☁️🌙“A week-long medical conference in Vegas was exactly what you needed- a break from the Pennsylvania winter, a chance to network ass your fellowship wound down, maybe even an excuse to have a little fun. What you absolutely didn’t need was to spend that entire week with Brendon fucking Park; your arrogant, insufferable, asshole of a boss- much less in the same hotel room.”

Animal Kingdom

Andrew ‘Pope’ Cody

‘Redamancy’ by @softundermoonlight ☁️🌙🌕⭐️ “Andrew has survived his whole life by wanting nothing. Until Craig introduces one of his friends, and suddenly, Andrew wants everything and more.”

‘Three Years’ by @fru1t4fr0gs ☁️🌙🌕 “You and Pope have loved each other since you were teenagers. And then he went to prison, and cut you off. No apology, no explanation, nothing. Just a sledgehammer to your heart and utter radio silence.”

‘Before We Knew Better’ by @longlostx11 ☁️🌙🌕 “When Andrew ‘Pope’ Cody was taken into care Smurf pulled some strings and got him put in a place close to Oceanside. That place was with you and your parents. Something Smurf would later regret when she realized that the bond you and Andrew forged in the month he was there was never going away. The years went by and the older boy became your best friend. Your protector. Your person. Fast forward and when Andrew gets out of prison he finds out Smurf’s hatred for you has gone to a whole other level.”

‘Pope’s Girl’ by @evancelinewrites ☁️🌙🌕 “What starts as a mutually beneficial arrangement between you and Pope Cody slowly becomes something far more complicated once the lines between lust, comfort and attachment begin to blur. But the deeper you get pulled into the Cody family, the more you realize people like Pope were never really meant to belong to themselves.”

‘Love You Anyway’ by @rynwrites4fun ☁️🌙 “You’re best friends with Deran Cody, a surfer with big dreams. When he brings you to a party, you meet his brothers but don’t know about their criminal lifestyle. Andrew ‘Pope’ Cody soon realizes you don’t belong in their dangerous world.”

[the-californicationist]

thank you so much for the rec!

also y'all this list is straight fire. please check these out!!

[the-californicationist]

Celestia Masterlist

{@the-californicationist x @auberghyn collab}

Art by Auberghyn Foreword Chapter 1: The Princess Chapter 2: The Seeding Chapter 3: The Assassin Chapter 4: The Keeper Chapter 5: The Prophecy Chapter 6: The Trial Chapter 7: The Suitor Chapter 8: The Ritual

[unseaworthy]

By the way, if you were wondering, Celestia is now fully posted. Plus-sized reader x Johnny sci-fi fic by one of the best CoD writers in the biz! Come taste some of this delicious mutual pining with a bossbitch reader who does NOT eff around when it comes to her Johnny.

[the-californicationist]

omg sea you are too kind!! <3 <3 tysm my friend. after reading your masterpiece TDRJM, i feel like we are experiencing a true soap summer ^_^

[theorist-fox]

TMI but while I truly, really, wholeheartedly hope you have a wank to my smutty fics, what I hope for even more is that people who struggle with low libido because of meds manage to get horny from them

I’m off duloxetine now, but I distinctly remember the fics that managed to get me going when I hadn’t felt anything even remotely close in ages.

God bless smut writers for making me feel some sort of control over my body again

[unseaworthy]

I predict that Johnny didn’t wanna leave the hospital cause 1)he was scared 2)he was worried that would mean he couldn’t see reader anymore and once he realizes that he ended her last visit early he’s gonna have the 141 help look for her so he can apologize and get her number.

This is all a prediction and imma laugh/cry if I’m right

Just posted! You are 66% right, lol :) Thanks for reading, babe!

[writingdose]

a writer’s struggle

[auberghyn]

WIP Fan Art • John Price from my fanfic The Necromancer's Nursery | 11/2025

Drawn on Procreate This is like 25% done. I have to draw his Hellhound version adsfdgf

[99centmenu]

I saw myself in the mirror

[kosmogrl]