A Very Happy Tech Tuesday To You All! In Honor Of The S2 Trailer, Here’s Tech With His New Armor!

Here’s a lighthearted one-shot featuring my OC Estelle Carter with Harley Quinn and Adrian Chase. The main pairing is Harley/Estelle but with a dash of suggestion that eventually they’ll be a Harley/Estelle/Adrian pairing. 

Thank you @amikoroyaiart for this Fox design i think i have a crush 😭💕

Next Time, Try Knocking

Cad Bane x Jedi!OFC

(moodboard by lifelikefae)

NSFW - 18+ ONLY

CHAPTERS

In which Cad Bane makes a new accquaintance who is not what she seems.

Bane breaks and enters. Senna makes another bad life decision.

Bane updates Senna on his mental health.

Bane starts catching feels and finds the whole thing highly #cringe. Senna forgets to close her blinds.

Bane and Senna run into each other at a party.

Senna finally realizes the extent to which she fucked up…

Bane gets a glimpse of the Sentinel’s Dark Side…

Senna tells Bane. Bane takes it about as well as you’d expect.

Bane gets sloppy. Senna gets a tip.

They’ve got to stop meeting like this…

Consequences? For MY me? It’s more likely than you think…

In which Senna is on probation and Banes gets… a phone call?!

Bane asks Senna to hold onto something…

please don’t tell my mother about this chapter

ET goes full narco-terrorist. Senna has a bad trip.

Bad feelings are had by all.

Bane to the rescue…

EXTRA

Bane’s Story (Ch. 3.5)

Phlox’s Story (Ch. 5.5)

Bounty Hunter AU

Kom’rk AU

OC moodboard

The tag

Is everyone ready for the Adrian x reader x Jake smut I’m writing? It’s absolutely filthy and I haven’t been able to stop writing it since it was requested. It’ll probably get posted today, if not then definitely tomorrow

**Special Announcement**

In early March, I finished writing a brand-new series. On April 15, I’m finally going to start publishing it.

Titanium

Luke (Pitch Perfect) x Fem!Reader

(Yes, you read that pairing correctly. I did, in fact, write a 13-chapter, +46k-word fic about a character with less than 10 minutes of screen time from a movie that came out a decade ago. But, hey, I wasn’t writing smut back in 2012, so I have to do it now.)

Summary: “Please, just no sex on the desk. I’ve been burned before.” At the beginning of the fall semester in your second year at Barden University, you decide to round out your schedule with an internship at the WBUJ campus radio station.

Warnings: Slutty douchebag with a heart of gold, nuisances to lovers, nonstop banter, slow burn, underage drinking, tooth-rotting fluff, angst, eventual smut

Chapters:

Chapter 1: Sticks and Stones (4/15)

Chapter 2: Stone-Hard (4/19)

Chapter 3: Talking Loud (4/22)

Chapter 4: Not Saying Much (4/26)

Chapter 5: Bulletproof (4/29)

Chapter 6: Nothing to Lose (5/3)

Chapter 7: Fire Away (5/6)

Chapter 8: The Ones Who Run (5/10)

Chapter 9: Ricochet (5/13)

Chapter 10: Take Your Aim (5/17)

Chapter 11: Shoot Me Down (5/20)

Chapter 12: I Won’t Fall (5/24)

Chapter 13: I Am Titanium / Epilogue (5/27)

Throughout this process, there has been one person in particular who has been at my side from start to finish. She’s been my sounding board, my idea gal, my beta reader, my editor, my cheerleader, and basically my writing partner. So, @gallifrangel, this one goes out to you.

I’m really proud of this project and I can’t wait to start sharing it with y’all on Friday!

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time left to be lazy

pairing: adrian chase x reader (gn pronouns)

rating: gen

word count: 1,359

one-sentence synopsis: you share a quiet, soft moment with adrian and your daughter as a family.

author's note: there's no prompt or request or plot or anything here!!!! i just constantly die at the thought of adrian with a baby and i simply cannot find enough fics about it so i wrote this on my phone impulsively tonight!!!!! be the fic you wish to see in the world!!!!!!!!!

>>> read on ao3! <<<

You get home from work earlier than you were expecting to. It was slow, and your supervisor knows you'd much rather be home, so she let you go early. You'd been so excited, flying practically all the way home.

Pushing in the front door, you know better than to call out for Adrian. You'd seen his car outside; you know he's still home. There still aren't that many places he could be, right now. Anyway, he probably would've told you if he went anywhere, and he hasn't messaged you in a little while.

You close the front door quietly behind yourself. You whisper, "Hello?" but you don't get a response.

Creeping further into your home, you find the lights are all off. It's late afternoon, and the sun is still up, but all the curtains are closed. As you sneak towards the living room, you find one single curtain open, letting in a streak of golden sunlight.

In that beam of gold, you find Adrian sprawled on his back on the couch, bare-chested, ankles crossed, silent. He's not asleep, but he's not very aware, either. Most of his attention is drowsily focused forward.

You smile, finding him there. His glasses are at the end of his nose, green eyes brightly focused on the infant sleeping on his chest. She's spread on her belly, cheek pressed over his heart; you know she must be listening to his heartbeat, that he must have put her there purposefully. The sound and feel of it always calm her down when she's restless. His fingertips are trailing absently up and down the tiny length of her back. She rises and falls just slightly with the movements of his chest as he breathes in time with her. Her own fingers are curled up in his other hand, close to her face, wrapped around two of his fingers, her thumb stroking her round cheek in slow sweeps.

Your heart is swelling up inside your chest just looking at the two of them. Even as you watch now, Adrian lets the edge of his thumb drift upwards, pushing aside a tiny curl of dark hair from her face. Her eyes are closed in sleep, lips parted as she breathes.

As you step forward, moving slowly, quietly, Adrian traces down to tap the tip of her nose, then resumes stroking her cheek.

"Love you," he murmurs to her. "I wish I could read your mind. You're probably thinking something really cool. Like— Your dreams must be crazy. You don't know pretty much anything. That must be, like, so, so awesome." He smiles slightly down at her. "Just like you."

The soft rumble of his voice doesn't disturb her. If anything, she's more settled for hearing it. That's not a surprise to you; she's heard his voice her entire life. It must be familiar to her, comforting, just like it is to you. You smile just for thinking it.

It's then that Adrian sees you. His eyes shift slightly, focusing on you, and his smile widens. Quietly, he says, "Hey! You're home early."

You can't stop smiling. You draw closer, kneeling down at his side.

"Yeah," you whisper. "They let me out early."

He tilts his chin upwards, and you lean in, accepting the kiss he presses to the corner of your mouth. He moves so carefully that he doesn't dislodge her. His head tilts, just slightly, and you meet in a proper kiss, both your eyes closing. You sigh softly, and you feel him smile into the kiss.

When you separate, you watch his eyes flutter open, eyelashes drifting up until he meets you again, grinning. He kisses at you through the air.

"Wanna lay down with us?" he asks you quietly.

You evaluate them, trying to figure out how you can get in here without disturbing them. As if he understands without you needing to speak the words, Adrian shuffles slightly towards the edge of the sofa, creating the perfect gap for you to fit in, in between him and the back of the couch. You pry your shoes off, climbing gingerly over him to tuck yourself in there.

Adrian shuffles a bit, gets his arm around you so he can pull you into his side. He kisses your temple, smiling as he readjust you both. Once you both slot into place, you rest your cheek on his shoulder, tilting to look down at your daughter where she still continues to sleep on his chest. She hasn't been disturbed at all, his hand holding her steadily in place over his heart until you're all settled again. You reach up to sweep the same wayward lock of hair away from her face that Adrian had tucked back. Her hair is so much like his, wild and dark, impossible to tame, especially while she's this young, only a few weeks old.

"Hi," you whisper to her. You reach to lay your hand over his where his fingers have stretched over her back, locking into place between them. "How was your day?"

"Oh, we did so much today already, didn't we?" Adrian answers for both himself and her. "What'd we do, let's see, we had breakfast, and we trained a little, and we took a bath—"

"Sorry," you interrupt him, "What was that?"

"I gave her a bath in the sink in that sling thing," he tells you.

"No," you say, "before that."

Adrian's grinning when he says, "She's pretty much the perfect weight for me to sling on my chest while I'm doing pull-ups—"

"Adrian," you laugh, keeping the sound as soft as you can. Just the image of that is strikingly amusing.

"She liked it!" he insists. "She even kind of smiled, I swear. I think she thinks it's cool."

You can't help grinning, too. Leaning against his chest again so you can watch her sleep, you agree, "I bet she does. She's your kid, after all."

Under your ear— and hers, you realize, which makes you smile all over again— Adrian's heart skips, speeding a little faster. It's still new, or new enough, having her here. When he remembers again, thinking coherently about her, and everything she is— the fact that she's your child, and his, and yours and his together, he just— he keeps getting overwhelmed. He still sometimes can't even believe she exists, and every time he looks at her again, he's overjoyed all over, absolutely in love with her.

"Yeah," he replies. "She is." He kisses the top of your head. "And yours."

"Probably why she likes you so much," you tell him, teasingly. "Just like me."

He smiles so deeply genuinely, such obvious delight, so honest joy in response to the silly things you say. He gives you another kiss before you both look down at her, watching as she yawns in her sleep, tiny body stretching out momentarily before she curls back up around his hand. Your hand locked with Adrian's other over her back keep her in place until she's settled again.

"There we go," Adrian murmurs nonsensically, just soft, low mumbling. "Aw, hey, there you go. Nice and comfy. Getting all relaxed, aren't you? Hey," he comments to you, "imagine someone, like— as proportionally big to us as we are to her holding us like this. Wouldn't that be crazy?"

You huff a laugh, nuzzling in closer to him. Your fingertips stroke the soft hair at the nape of her neck, curling lightly around. "Yes, that would scare the shit outta me, probably."

"Not if they love you as much as we love her," Adrian points out. You smile, at that, kissing his warm, bare skin where you can reach it under your mouth.

"You're right," you say. "I love you so much."

You're telling both of them, him and her, the loves of your life. Melting into them, yawning yourself, you fit yourself perfectly in with them again.

"Love you more," he tells you both, too. He keeps stroking her cheek, fingertips brushing yours, as she keeps sleeping and you get closer to it, trusting him to stay awake and keep the both of you safe while you rest.

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adrian chases transition lenses

fingers and toes crossed this hasnt been done before

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now I have a story written SPECIALLY for me 

For @siberianallen 😊 I hope you like it! 💙

#20 “My ex-boyfriend is here please scent me before he tries to do something.”

“Oh crap…what is he doing here?” you mutter to yourself, eyes tracking the Beta that just sauntered inside the restaurant, and you felt your shoulders tense at his sudden appearance. 

“What are you talking about?” a voice chirped next you and you ripped your eyes away from your ex-boyfriend to your current boyfriend. 

Green eyes darted around the dimly lit restaurant behind wireframe glasses, clearly trying to spot what caught your attention, and you couldn’t help but smile at him. You had visited Adrian at work, planning on picking him up so you two can go to the movies, and spent the remaining time trailing around him as he cleared tables before the end of his shift. Now, you were perched on the edge of the table as Adrian slowly wiped it down. Before you could say anything, you saw your ex look in your direction, and your skin crawled at the smirk on his face as he began approaching.

You whip your head back towards your boyfriend with wide eyes. 

“My ex-boyfriend is here, please scent me before he tries to do something,” you hiss with wide eyes. 

Adrian frowned at your sudden tone, eyebrows pinching together in confusion, before his eyes dart behind you once more. Understanding finally dawns over his features.

 “Sure thing, lover!” he chirped, a bright smile curling his lips as his eyes crinkled adorably at the corners, and you were suddenly yanked towards him. 

His lean muscular body curled around you, toned arms wrapping around your waist tightly, and he immediately ducked his face under your chin and began scenting you thoroughly. You could only gasp.

His scent tingled in your nose, fresh earth and crisp pine, with undertones of leather and gunpowder. Your Alpha rubbed his face against your throat, even licking at your scent gland with a pleased hum, and your knees nearly gave way at the sensations. His curly hair was soft against your face and you purred softly at him. Someone clearing their throat behind you had your body tensing up, the pleasant fog in your brain lifting, but your Alpha was already talking by the time your brain started to work. 

“Clearly busy, man. Go away. I’m sure whatever you want to say is way less important than what I’m doing,” he said casually, tilting his face up so he could peer over your shoulder, and you could feel his arms tightening around your waist. 

“I was hoping to speak to-,” your ex continued snidely and Adrian cupped one hand at your nape, pulling you closer as you shivered at the grip of his calloused hand, and he snorted a laugh. 

“Nope, not gonna happen. Unless she wants to…which I don’t think she does…so back off my Omega,” he chirped, a smile clear in his voice, but you could hear the faint edge of steel in his tone and could picture how his green eyes would glitter dangerously.

There was some shuffling, some huffing from the Beta behind you, but you ignored him in favor of pressing closer to your Alpha. You knew he was still staring down your ex, knowing how intense it was to be on the receiving end of his intense gaze, you could almost feel sorry for the man. After some light grumbling he turned and scurried away, making your body slump with relief, and Adrian started down the man until he was out of the restaurant. Once he was satisfied he was gone, your boyfriend pressed a smiling face back into your throat for a lingering kiss, and you petted his soft air with your own smile. He continued to scent you languidly and you tilted your chin up to bare more of your throat to him. 

“Want me to kill him?” he asked curiously and you just laughed. 

You knew he was serious, but couldn’t help how your heart swelled with love.