Four_Nostril
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Worst Wolverine Needs by Four_Nostril for yellow_crayon
Fandoms: Deadpool (Movieverse), Wolverine (Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe
15 Sep 2024
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When Deadpool went looking for a Wolverine to bring back, he didn’t notice that the one he picked existed in a universe with heat cycles. To get Logan to cooperate Deadpool needs to get him booze, a chance of redemption, and a good dicking.
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Cassandra Says Good Boy by Four_Nostril
Fandoms: Deadpool (Movieverse), Wolverine (Movies)
14 Aug 2024
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The new neighbor Cassandra is good with dogs. Small dogs (Mary Puppins), and big dogs (Logan). Logan accidentally gives Puppins a little boo-boo and Cassandra helps him fix it. But who will help him with his confused boner? Deadpool cums in a fleshlight.
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Spideypool Goes North by Four_Nostril for beetle
Fandoms: Deadpool - All Media Types, Spider-Man - All Media Types
09 Aug 2019
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Spider-Man and Deadpool falls through time, crashing close to a viking village. It's cold and dangerous, but they've got each other. Right?
Smut, cultural misunderstandings, and bad puns.
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This is all it took? Cute. by Four_Nostril for beetle
Fandoms: Deadpool - All Media Types, Spider-Man - All Media Types
15 Jan 2017
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This tiny fic was inspired by a wonderful piece of art by Shacklefunk, as seen in the linked tumblr post below.
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Old McCoy comes to inspect the ship under Picard's command. He finds out that they have a new alien, a chemical analyst in the crew.
A sniffer? He knew one of those a long time ago . . .
Series
- Part 9 of The Ape-creatures Series
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The Ape-creatures Series by Four_Nostril
Fandom Star Trek, Star Trek: The Next Generation, Star Trek: The Original Series
03 Dec 2016
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Hiding in plain sight as a beta, omega Soap leads a lonely and sexless existence, trying in vain to ignore the urges threatening to unravel his identity.
When Alpha Ghost strikes a bargain to give Soap a taste of what he's missing, he can't help but give in.
In exchange, all Soap has to do is pretend he's his omega; no more, no less.
But he has no idea that Ghost's doing anything but pretending.
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"Cannae do it myself. Humpin' the bed like a dog was the closest I got. If I could do it right I'd be off like a flashbang in minutes. Since yer here if ye could help me wrap my arm, I'm gonna take a cold shower."
"Thought you were gonna ask me to give ya a hand."
"Oh steamin' Jesus L.T. no, would never try to ask that from you."
"Would you take it if offered?"
"Depends on who's offering."
"I am."
"Yer aff yer heid, L.T."or
Soap gets injured and goes on medical leave on base. Ghost takes care of him in more ways than a superior should.
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What the fuck.
Soap brings his hand closer to his face, squinting hard. Making his already pounding headache worse. This isn’t real. Has to be a prank. For some reason, Gaz must’ve sneaked in here. Funny guy.
He’s heard—even seen it, once—the stories. It’s rare, but real, or at least an elaborate hoax, spanning countries and hundreds of years.
People brought together, Fate intervening. Everyone is supposed to have one, a red thread leading and binding them to the person they’re supposed to spend their life with, though Soap isn’t sure how true that is. No one falls in love once. But it’s not just for love, as he heard it. Maybe this is that. He’s not in love with Ghost. Wants him, sure, crushing…not something he wants to admit to in the cold light of day, but okay.
It’s not love.
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That’s when Ghost rolls over, and Soap releases his cock instantly — holds his breath and prays to Christ that he’s just shifting in his sleep.
“Hurry up, Sergeant,” Ghost says, voice low and much too near. Soap shivers.
No use pretending he wasn’t getting off when Ghost clearly knows what he was up to.
“Can’t,” he whispers, “‘m not a lefty.”
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He’d had Ghost’s voice pouring into his ear for hours, somehow rough and smooth and smoky all at once, like the kind of Scotch he couldn’t really afford. And that voice, combined with the fatigue, the bone deep weariness, was starting to have the same effect as good Scotch on his resolve, on his fucking impulse control
Soap makes bad choices, no one knows when banter crosses the line into flirting, and their comms definitely shouldn't be used like that. Somehow, despite themselves, they make it work.
This is mostly porn, with feelings added for a bit of spice.
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- Part 1 of Familiar