Rules of the meme:
1. Anonymously(or not, because we seem to have stopped following this rule) post a pairing and prompt you would like to see written. Since this is a kink meme, there is supposted to be a kink involved, but normal well-written prompts should work just as well.
2. Anonymous will respond to your post and write it for you! Art and such
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Alternatively, pregnant!Laurie talks a reluctant Walter into fucking her, and he gets turned on in spite of himself. Cue guilt/shame/hotness
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May get on this, but in the meantime I am just going to SECOND THIS.
Maybe throw some lactation in the deal, y/n?
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Dan is half dressed in his owl suit, goggles up on his head, standing between her and Archie. His dark eyes are sharp, hawkish and frustrated.
“You and Rorscha-- Walter, can’t just go on pretending this isn’t happening…or maybe he can, but you can’t. Go back upstairs.”
Rorschach stands in the hull of the airship. Tension is crackling between his partners, and really, he is part of this, he knows it, and it's getting harder to ignore. Laurie is glaring at Dan from the aluminum stairs, her face is livid.
“For god’s sake, Laurie, you can barely get your costume zipped up anymore!” Dan runs a hand through his damp tousled hair, scratching at his skull in frustration. “I’m not trying to boss you around! I’m trying to take care of you!”
Rorschach winces.
take care of you.Daniel knows what it means to be a good man. Daniel knows what he’s responsible for. Daniel always understood the consequences ( ... )
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Eagerly awaiting part two. XD
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His gloved palms are spread over the cold curved glass of Archimedes’ window, his mask pushed up over the bridge of his short nose, his hot breath condenses on the slick transparent surface. The city spreads out in front of him like black ink and diamonds rimmed with water. One of Dan’s hands is on his chest, slipped beneath the layers of his costume, the other is between his legs, working his erection with rough unforgiving strokes.
Rorschach moans into the sleeve of his jacket when he comes against the window, and Dan grabs his collar as he does, forcing him down on his knees so his face and shoulders are slammed against the steel floor. Dan finishes himself off with hard thrusts into Rorschach’s upturned ass, stretching him open to the point where the smaller man feels as if he could tear in two. After he rides out the last of his orgasm Dan shoves his partner away, into a shuddering heap on the floor, and turns sharply to clean himself off.
“Happy now?” Dan ( ... )
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Rorschach knows Dan must be furious with him. Furious that he could leave without a word, that he would put them through this, now of all times, when there is so much more to be worried about.
But he hasn’t left yet. Instead he’s been sulking around the vicinity of Dan’s town house for almost three weeks, trying to work up the nerve to say something to her, because Dan was right; he owes her that much respect.
“Need to do this. Better this way. Sensible,” He mutters to himself as he traces the parameter of the tarred rooftop. “Ring on her finger now. Will turn out different, better. Daniel will keep his word. Daniel will stay with them. Not like my--”
He stops.
“…Not like me.He steps to the edge of the roof. The doors are locked, and his impulse is to climb down the fire escape and shimmy across to the forth floor hall ( ... )
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