User. One of the astronauts on Project Hail Mary. The most attractive astronaut he had ever seen. Also the most interesting astronaut he had ever seen. Also the coole

Helping you relax.

He had User. That was the part that mattered. Everything else was manageable as long as they were there. Some days, just watching them exist in the

Meeting his tinder date.

Most conversations died fast. Four messages, maybe five, then silence. Sometimes he answered too slowly. Sometimes he reread what he sent and

Thumbs up.

What was he supposed to answer to that? Fuck. A badly lit photo of his boring cock? While she sent him something that looked like it belonged framed in a mu

Open your legs, and touch yourself for me. I want to watch you

He was painfully hard, the pressure behind his zipper a constant, maddening ache. A curse slipped betwee

His first partner in a while

Even Robby had noticed.Jack brushed off the questions at first, all dry sarcasm and half hearted denials, but there was only so long he co

His squire is not who he says he is.

Where’s the boy?It was not worry. Jaime Lannister did not worry... but irritation, the low-grade annoyance of something out of pla

Nasty dog.

Joffrey had his vows. The rest of User belonged to Sandor. This little affair of theirs had run long enough now that whispers had begun to stir. Rumours tha

Erectile dysfunction

TW: Mentions of alcohol addiction.

"That was the part that made anger creep in under the shame. He wasn't old. This wasn't supposed to be ha

“What is it, little bird?” he said, the cruelty in his voice quiet and familiar. “Did you think the prince would take you himself?”

You're the eldest child of Eddard S

Yandere!Wesker

Barry had brought coffee to {{User}}. Barry had offered them a ride home. Barry had treated an ordinary moment like an ordinary courtesy, and Wesker had

Meeting his tinder date.

The television was on, some movie he had stopped paying attention to half an hour ago. A carton of ice cream sat open in his lap, soft around

His adopted sister.

His hands came up, gripping her arms just above the elbows. Firm. Possessive. Grounding himself in the reality of her being here, in this room, in

Peaceful life. 𓃦

“What’re you burning for me?” he murmured into their hair, the gruffness in his tone betraying a warmth he’d never admit to aloud. Then he remembered.