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Summary:Adrian doesn't know what to do with himself. You've been gone on a mission for three days, and he's starting to realize just how much he misses you. It's going to be a long few days until you're expected back.
Tags: SMUT (18+), porn with plot, Adrian lying about cleaning, this sat in my drafts for over a year and its past time to post
You’d only been gone for three days.
Three. Days.
And Adrian Chase swore it was slowly killing him.
The apartment felt too quiet without you. He could still hear your voice echoing in his head, teasing him about his off-key singing in the shower, your laugh bouncing off the kitchen tiles when he burned yet another grilled cheese. Now? Nothing. Just the buzz of the fridge and the hum of the ceiling fan overhead.
At first, Adrian tried to distract himself like a normal, functional adult. He polished his knives. Alphabetized the spice rack. Watched Die Hard four times in a row. But the silence only pressed heavier against him. He’d glance at the couch and see the dent where you usually curled up. Your jacket was still slung over the back of the chair. Your shampoo still lingered in the bathroom.
Everywhere he looked—there you were. And nowhere you actually were.
The ache of it settled deep in his chest, restless and buzzing. His leg bounced constantly. His thoughts looped like a scratched record. You’re gone. You’re gone. You’re not here.
By the third night, he was unraveling.
He sprawled out on the bed, your pillow clutched to his chest like a lifeline. It still smelled like you—warm, soft, everything that made him feel safe. But the more he pressed his face into it, the worse it got, the hollowness in his chest yawning wider.
He tossed and turned, sheets tangling around his legs. His brain wouldn’t stop. What if something went wrong on the mission? What if you got hurt? What if you didn’t come back?
And then, the darker thought slipped in—what if you didn’t miss him the way he missed you?
That one hit like a knife twist. He couldn’t breathe around it. Couldn’t stay still. His body vibrated with jittery need, with the desperate urge to feel something other than the gnawing hole you’d left behind.
So he gave in.
He yanked open the dresser and grabbed one of your shirts, worn soft from being washed a hundred times, and climbed back into bed with it. The second he pressed it to his face, inhaling deep, he groaned, his cock twitching against the fabric of his sweats. It wasn’t enough. Nothing was enough, but he couldn’t stop.
“Fuck, babe,” he whined, already tugging his sweats down, wrapping his fist around himself. His strokes were rough, messy, too fast, like he was chasing something just out of reach. “Why’d you have to leave me here all alone? It’s—it’s, like, super bad for my mental health, you know that, right?”
He moaned into your shirt, imagining the weight of your body over his, the way you straddled him, kissed him until his brain went white-hot and useless. His hips bucked into his hand, precum slicking his fist as he rutted desperately against the phantom of you.
“You don’t even know what you do to me,” Adrian babbled, his voice cracking. “God, I’d do anything—anything—if you were here right now. Just one round. One little round—fuck, I need you—”
His eyes rolled back, the heat building fast, dizzying. He pressed the shirt harder to his face, groaning your name, his whole body trembling with need.
And then his phone buzzed on the nightstand.
Adrian startled so hard he almost fell off the bed. He scrambled, hand still slick on his cock, fumbling with the screen until he finally hit accept, breathless.
“H-Hey,” he stammered, voice too high. “What’s up?”
On the other end, your voice was warm, calm, real. “Just finished up. Mission ended early.”
Adrian froze, every muscle locking.
“Uh—w-what? Early? Like… how early?”
“Early early.” You laughed softly, the sound making his chest ache in the best and worst way. “Yea, I’ll be home in an hour. maybe we could watch that new show you were talking about.” your voice started to trail off
His hand slipped off his cock like it had betrayed him. He slapped the shirt down, face blazing. “Oh, uh, cool, yeah! Awesome. Great news. That’s… so great. I should, um, probably clean up a little then.”
Silence. Then a suspicious hum. “Clean up?”
“Yep!” He squeaked. “Dishes. Laundry. Definitely not jerking off thinking about you right now. Ha ha. That’d be insane.”
You sighed, fond and exasperated all at once. “Adrian…”
“Don’t worry, babe,” he muttered, half-dying inside. “I’ll be… presentable by the time you get here. Mostly.”
Another soft laugh from you, this one warmer, almost wicked. “You know I can hear how out of breath you are, right?”
Adrian dropped his head back against the couch with a defeated whine, cheeks flaming hotter. “I hate you.”
“Liar,” you said gently. “See you soon, love. Try not to finish without me.”
He hung up the phone and stared at the ceiling, heart racing, body still humming with unmet need.
One hour.
He had sixty minutes to pull himself together… or decide whether he even wanted to.
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She’s still in her first year at Checkmate and getting partnered with Adrian on a mission seems like a trap - especially since she’s fighting her crush on him and now they have to play newlyweds with virtually no support from the others. What will they do as nothing seems to ever go right on this mission?
Masterlist, Ch 1
Thank you @vigilantexreader and @kakyoweenie for the edits!
True to Adrian’s word, she woke up and he was already gone. He had even gone as far as tucking in his side of the blanket, making her smile as she pictured him moving silently around the room to not disturb her.
She had no idea how long he had already been gone, but she had about an hour till she was due to meet him at breakfast and as she began getting ready for the day, her eyes looking over the dossier again, she couldn’t help but dig out her phone and call Adebayo.
“Girl, do you know how early it is?” Ads said immediately and she sighed, wrinkling her nose.
“I know, I know, but Adrian is on a run and I just needed a moment to talk to someone about this mission and I just figured-” she said, as she instantly started to spiral as she paced the room.
“It’s okay, take a deep breath and tell me what’s going on,” Ads said gently and she sighed.
“Ads, we’re fucked. We have found none of our contacts or even seen a glimpse of anyone that’s supposed to be here,” she said gently.
“Zero?” Ads asked, sounding shocked.
“Zero! And Adrian is calm as fuck about it, but we’re not going to get anything and come back from this mission with absolutely nothing and it’ll be my fault,” she cried, fighting back tears as she admitted her fear outloud.
“Have you thought that maybe this is going so bad because you’re only focused on the mission and not on making it believable that you’re on your honeymoon? I’d bet money you’re walking around that fancy ass resort with the guy I KNOW you like with the biggest scowl on your face.”
“Hey!”
“If I’m wrong feel free to correct me, but I can picture it now; Adrian with a goofy smile and you looking like you want to kill everyone. Which is weird, considering HE is the assassin.”
“Okay! Well, I’m sorry this mission is so hard for me, maybe you should’ve come with Adrian and I should’ve helped out with you and Judomasters assignment instead!”
“Me pretending to be married to Adrian? We’d be in deeper shit than you two are in,” she teased lightly. “Listen, do you want some advice?”
“Please,” she said sitting on the bed, biting her nails as Ads took a deep breath.
“You need to focus less on the mission and more on the fact that you’re playing newlyweds. Obviously Chris and Ems picked you two for a reason. They think out of everyone you guys can play that role the most while getting the job done. You need to focus on doing both, not just the job. Play it up, flirt a little, make it so you guys disappear in the background of happy people. Hopefully then things will start to click,” she said softly and she couldn’t help but sigh.
“But-”
“No buts, seriously. Sometimes our work isn’t what we expect, and we have to focus more on our cover than the actual mission. You guys have been there two days, and sure, you have nothing, but you still have like six days left to figure something out and you will. I know you will.”
“Okay,” she said, trying to not sound too defeated.
“Hey, I mean it, you got this shit, girl. Besides, it's just Adrian. He’s not going to bite.” God, but she wished he would.
“I know, I know, it’s still…just a lot,” she said, finally standing up and moving over to look at her luggage, trying to pick an appropriate outfit for the day.
“What do you mean? Did he say something to you? I know we don’t have a technical HR, but if he said something creepy I will talk to him,” Ads immediately defended her and she couldn’t help the awkward laugh that bubbled out.
“No, I just. It’s me and my feelings,” she whispered.
“Oh,” Ads said and she could practically hear the other woman’s wheels turning in her head. “Well, play it up. You like him and you’re playing a married couple - use that.”
“You don’t think that’s fucked up? To play with my feelings and his?”
“Who said he doesn’t like you back? You said it yourself, he’s playing into this way better than you are and Adrian sucks at feelings, so just maybe, he’s being for real.”
She fought the urge to react at all to that statement, refusing to allow herself even a second to believe that it was true. It was too dangerous, it was admitting too much, and more importantly it was a huge cross of boundaries, considering that at the end of the day, they were coworkers and they were on a mission. This was not the place to confess her feelings and hope for Adrian to return them. Hell, that was barely something she was ready to do back in Evergreen.
“I’ll play into it more, but I’m not going to toy with either of our feelings like that,” she said firmly, and she heard Ads laugh.
“Shit, well, if you think you can handle it then by all means go for it,” she said. “Seriously though, I gotta get back to this, but I’ll keep an ear out if I hear anything more from Chris or Ems about your guys mission.”
“Thanks Ads. I really appreciate it.”
“Anytime, but maybe next time wait till it’s a little later in the day,” she teased and she couldn’t help the laugh that bubbled out. “I’ll also message Chris, see if he can give me any deets on the mission.”
“Understood, see you in a week or so,” she said as they said goodbye. Once off the phone she sighed. She could play into it, but she knew no matter what, it would fuck with her feelings towards Adrian.
She knew it was going to hurt, to pretend to be in love with someone she was in love with, but maybe Ads had a point, it was what the mission might be missing. She had been so caught up in finding their contacts that she was completely failing to acknowledge their cover; it was chosen for a reason. Chris could’ve easily done this mission with Harcourt, hell he could’ve come himself with Adrian and had a bro weekend together all while doing the mission.
But no, Chris and Harcourt picked her and Adrian for this mission which meant that they truly thought they could pull it off.
So, she got dressed and steeled herself for the day ahead. At least before she could back down from her plan. She could flirt, she could play her part, and she can keep her feelings to the side. She made quick work of making her way through the resort, beelining towards him once she was able to pick him out of the crowd.
“Hey baby,” she said quickly as she walked up to him, the moment he spun around, still slightly sweaty from his run she leaned in and planted a gentle kiss on his cheek. Nothing crazy, just taking Ads advice of loosening up and playing her part. “Ready for breakfast?” she asked sweetly when he didn’t respond right away, his face becoming even more splotchy as she rubbed his shoulder, stuttering his body into moving again.
“Yeah, yeah I am,” he said gently, eyes never leaving hers as she linked her arm with his as they walked over to the buffet, Adrian looking around the room, but she kept her focus on looking like a wife on her honeymoon.
“What are you in the mood for this morning?” she asked, beaming up at him as the hostess took them back to their table. She did spare a glance around, playing up her awe as if it wasn’t the same thing as yesterday, but she didn’t see any of their contacts, targets, or anything at all that could be related to their mission. Just happy people at a resort.
“A little bit of everything of course!” he scoffed as he pulled out her chair for her, clearly snapping out of his surprise at her change.
“Of course,” she said with a laugh. “I can wait for the waiter, if you want to get started? What do you want to drink?”
“Ugh, I want a Redbull, but they’re not going to have that, so a chocolate milk is fine,” he said standing back up and stretching, giving her a small peak of his tummy as she giggled.
“We can go out later, grab some Redbulls. I wouldn’t mind some gas station snacks that aren’t insanely priced from the mini bar,” she said, nodding at him when he beamed at her. “I’ll even let you drive,” she said, winking, and he laughed before squeezing her shoulder and leaving the table for the buffet.
She focused on looking around the room, keeping a soft smile on her face as she imagined the ghost of his hand still on her. It wasn’t till a beat after she had given the waiter their drink order that Adrian sat back, holding two plates and smiling at her.
“They have a pancake station today,” he replied happily as she got up to get her food, his hands staying surprisingly folded in his lap as he looked up at her his large green eyes sparkling at her. His canines slightly showing as his smile grew under her gaze.
“Are you going to eat?” she asked, tilting her head as she pointed to his plate.
“Nah, I’ll wait for you, but hurry I hate cold eggs,” he said, and she laughed before loading her plate up with all of her favorites. Smiling as she passed the pancake station. When she came back their drinks were there and true to his word his hands remained folded in his lap as he watched her sit back down.
“Thanks for waiting,” she said gently as she sat back down.
“Yeah, of course,” he said, finally digging into his food. “I love your outfit by the way.”
“Oh, thank you,” she said shyly. “I like your shorts too.”
“Right! They’re-”
“Teal, your favorite,” she finished and he smiled, leaning forward.
“God, you know me so well,” Adrian said with a dreamy sigh, and she shook her head.
“What? I do not,” she said chuckling.
“I bet you know me better than you think,” he said leaning back with a shrug, his hands settling over his stomach as he watched her with a lazy smile.
“Oh really?” she teased, still eating.
“List the things you know about me,” he said confidently and she rolled her eyes but played along.
“I know your work and that you prefer to use your katana over a gun. I know that you’re getting ready to move into Chris’ old trailer. I know you like sour candy over sweet or anything chocolate. You prefer to play your switch as a handheld over the television and I know that you also tap your fingers non stop,” she said laughing and rolling her eyes as his smile ticked up.
“See! You do know me!” he said and her smile faded slightly as she realized what she had said and what it meant. “I’m just saying, you know me.”
“Yeah, I guess I do,” she said gently, picking back at her food.
“Don’t feel bad, I know a lot about you too,” he said as he leaned back forward to his plate, talking around a mouthful of bacon. “I know your favorite color, I know the book you’re reading right now, I know your favorite candy based on what you take from people’s candy dishes at work. Oh! And I know where you live-” she wrinkled her nose.
“Why would you frame it like that, Adrian. I had everyone over for Mario Kart, just say you’ve been to my apartment,” she said and he rolled his eyes - clearly not seeing much of a difference between what she said and he said.
“Now, I also know what your swimsuit looks like,” Adrian said cheekily and she laughed.
“Yeah and I know yours too,” she said.
“Eh, but yours is significantly hotter than mine,” he said and she laughed, fighting the urge to say ‘agree to disagree.’
“You know it’s kind of a bummer the others aren’t here,” Adrian said after a beat, with a frown on his face as he took a bite of his omelet.
“Yeah, honestly this would be a fun mission for the whole team,” she said.
“I’d still want to room with you, though,” Adrian said simply as she looked up at him, heat rushing up her face.
“Not Chris?” she squeaked out and he shook his head, but didn’t comment on it any further and before she could poke him for more her phone buzzed, she spared a quick glance down to see it was from Ads.
I talked to Chris, everything's fine, just keep up with your plan!!
She sighed and looked up at Adrian, he looked at her with concern as he moved slightly to read her text as she angled her phone. Where she should be feeling relief that they were on the right track, she couldn’t help but feel slightly defeated that neither Ads nor Chris had any more helpful advice for them.
“You okay?” he asked and she smiled.
“Yeah, of course. Do you want to go on that gas station run after this, and go to the beach for the day?” she said, shifting the subject as Adrian smiled.
“Sounds like a perfect day to me, especially if I get to see you in that swimsuit again!”
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A mini game where you romance Simon from outside the Iron Lung.
Idk if the link will work but this is what it is called on Itch.io
Might he a weird request but imagine roommate adrian caught watching porn that looks like reader and tries to deny it saying it’s just a coincidence but reader is actually into it and reenacts the video with him
no this is not weird at all and actually super hot!! #itsthrobbinglowk also sorry its been so long i took a break!!
adrian is your roomate. you work together at the diner, and now you live together! for god sakes, you're best friends!! or so you thought.. you were just going to ask him what he wanted for dinner.
"adrian!" you call from your shared apartment foyer. you set down the groceries, walking to his room. "adrian, im home!!" your brows furrow, normally he'd call back, loud and obnoxious as usual, but you hear soft grunts coming from his cracked bedroom door.
you swing his door open. "what do you want for- what the fuck!" you look up to see adrian with his eyes closed, his hand fisting his cock. you shouldn't be staring so hard. his pretty pink tip leaking with pre-cum.
you take a long glance at the laptop beside him, playing porn. but why does the girl look like you? hair like yours, features just like yours, if you didn't know yourself you'd think that was you in the video. you take another glace, the woman moaning as she gets drilled in a mating press.
he gasps when he sees you standing in the door frame staring at him with your jaw slacked. "i-im sorry, i just- dinner! i was going to ask what you wanted for dinner" you ramble as you stare at the floor.
"how long were you standing there, seriously. i mean you should knock! fucking knock! fucking pervert." he panics, pulling his pajama pants up just enough to cover his boner.
"im sorry! i was just trying to make you dinner! fuck's your problem adrian!" you yell back as you step away from the door, and just before you get down the hallway, you hear a shuffle. hes now standing at the doorframe.
"come here." he sighs, rubbing his temple, his glasses now resting lower on his nose. "look i-" he takes a deep breath. "why did she look like me." you interrupt him bluntly. "what?" he mutters as his face drops.
"i didn't know you even saw that." he panicked. "well i did! and it's kind of weird adrian. if you wanted to fuck me all you had to do is say so." you walk past him into his room.
"listen im sorry- wait- what?" he stutters. "adrian, i said you could've just fucked me. i probably want this more than you do." you smile, sliding down your panties underneath your skirt.
you can barely get your panties off before hes on you. crawling ontop of you and shoving his tongue down your throat. grinding his bulge against your thigh.
before you know it he has you just like the girl in the video, your knees could practically double as earmuffs. hes got you in a mean mating press, his cock deep in your guts. "s'this what you been waiting for? huh? huh?" he grits through his teeth.
"s'so deep, ohhhh my god." all you can do is cry, sob, and claw at his chest and back as he relentlessly pounds into you. maybe he wanted this more than you afterall.
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While reading fanfiction, I noticed a very lovely individual’s post about how they’d be willing to help write medical scenes for the pit fan fictions— but I cannot find them and I completely forgot to save their username! Could anyone help me find this person because I have no medical knowledge whatsoever and I would love to discuss writing with someone who at least has some clue!
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pet peeve is when you look up fashion references from a specific era and you keep getting modern day '[era]-inspired' fashion like NO i want authenticity damn it. i can see your 2020 photo quality and your 2020 hair and your 2020 makeup. youre not fooling me.
hello i'm a historical fashion researcher and i have a lot of experience looking up things! this is a very widely experienced irritation and you're definitely not alone in this, but i am here to share everything i know!
so, ways to get around this:
turn off AI results. they're literally nonsense to us
don't use pinterest because the sources/provenance is often hard to trace
a standard internet search can be okay, but museum collections are the top tier (list of collections below this list)
instead of broad terms like victorian, regency, tudor, renaissance etc. try using the decade you're looking for. if you're not sure of what decade it is but have a vague image in your head, look on the fashion history timeline and just jump around until you find it. but even changing to e.g. 19th century will give better results than victorian
including terms like womenswear/menswear, daywear, formal wear, evening wear, court dress should increase the value of your search too
including "fashion plates" in your search can give you a nice impression of the intended silhouettes of the era. some of these might be a little stylised but will show you what was considered in vogue
for pre-fashion plate eras or things like makeup and styling, you'll have to look at portraiture or manuscripts. these are harder to actually find what you're looking for, but searching museum collections and limiting results to specific date ranges will be your friend
when looking at art, do bear in mind sometimes artists would paint fabric extra flow-y to show off their skills. it might not have been exactly like that in terms of fabric weight or drape. so, a pinch of salt required!
if you find something on image search where the provenance is dubious, reverse image search and you might find a source! i've been able to trace random pinterest images to real sources, but this does take a lot of time and effort and is often not worth the headache
some online resources and museum collections:
fashion history timeline is an invaluable resource if you're trying to get a feel for everything and should be your first port of call. it'll also link to good examples
the met has a vast number of extant examples of clothing, as well as fashion plates
costume institute fashion plates is a subcollection of the met for fashion plates (1800s-1922)
v&a also has many extant garments, fashion plates, and incredible articles on clothing and aesthetics. read the details of the objects because they'll often reveal a lot about the piece
lacma is good for C19th-20th pieces
nypl digital collection for photographs
national portrait gallery or similar for portraiture, or literally any museum in your country that has historical art
national museums scotland can be useful situationally but might be oddly specific
stout style history is a great collection for finding image references for fat people wearing historical clothes. survival bias of a lot of museum pieces tends towards smaller clothing that couldn't be repurposed, but this aims to counter that. it's not sortable, but is still a really nice resource
wikimedia commons is surprisingly handy! and the images, if you should need to link/repost them, are public domain
auction websites sound like a funny one to recommend. some won't have mannequins and some will. just look up historical garment auctions and you'll find some!
anyway, i hope this has been a good place to start for anyone interested! there are probably some i've missed because there are so many museums across the world and i don't know about all of them or can't remember them. but these are the ones i've used the most! (my specialisation/jobs i've had to research for have only really been in western fashion, so my resources reflect that)
Wikipedia has a list of fashion museums. Unfortunately, the page itself is only available in German, but the introductory paragraph is very short and after that, it's organised by country, and then it's a simple list. If you click on a museum's article, the website is usually linked in the overview table.
So, I did another one. The 2025 F1 Season Beginner's Guide. Genuinely honoured that a few people requested it and sorry for all the mistakes I've missed. Please enjoy the many recycled jokes from last year and the 2025 exclusive slide "Paddock Pets".
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