Trashy but Passionate

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Call me Silver. 30s. Multi-fandom writer. 18+ (MDNI). Highkey have severe anxiety. Gender fluid so you can use any pronouns (she/he/they/it). Transcended labels of sexuality, lowkey just a horndog for everyone. Been writing on here since 2017 which can include dark content. If you're reading this, send me a pic of your pet.

Occupation: The chances of your nurse reading and writing smut is low, but never zero.

All works belong to @silverlullabies do not copy or translate my work, feed into ai, or claim as your own. I don't mind if you create works inspired by mine as long as you tag me in it so I can read them too. My reader inserts are cis afab 99% of the time

Fandoms I currently write for: Call of Duty, Batman/DC universe, Marvel, Supernatural, My Hero Academia, Jujutsu Kaisen, Naruto, The Pitt.

Anons: 🫧, 🦦, 🦷, 🫟

❦ (Smut; 18+, MDNI) | ★ (Humor) | ☁︎ (Angst) | ❀ (Fluff)| 𓅃 (Dead Dove/Dark Content)

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**still being written

⤷ ❦ Kinktober 2025 Masterlist (completed)

⤷ ☁︎❀ Dogs of War: (141 x Reader. Your boyfriend is shitty and abusive. Kate Laswell doesn't like that. Luckily, she's got four men on retainer to be your guard dogs.)

⤷ ❦☁︎𓅃 Always The Last**: (Price x Reader / Ghost x Reader. If Price won't treat his girl right, Simon will. Even if it means crossing the line from loyalty into possession.)

⤷ ❦☁︎𓅃 Ripples On Still Water**: (Makarov x PriceDaugher!Reader. Your father built a girl desperate enough to take warmth from the first hands that offered. Unfortunately for everyone, Makarov happened to extend his hand first. dddne)

⤷ ❦☁︎𓅃 Salt In The Wound**: (Ghost x Reader slow burn / Price x Reader. You used to be one of theirs. And the secrets that once destroyed you five years ago that you thought you left behind- might not be finished with you yet.)

⤷ ★❀The Civilian's Field Guide To Task Force 141**: (Suburban AU. Crackfic. Your new neighbors are a little...eccentric. SFW.)

⤷ ❦★ A Dog Named Ghost**: (Ghost x Reader You have a dog named Ghost. Somewhere along the way, the wires in Simon Riley's head crossed. Kink heavy fic. [part one] [part two] [part three])

⤷ ❦☁︎𓅃 Dark!Soap AU**: [one] | [two] | [three] [four] (Soap x Reader Loosely connect one shots of Johnny MacTavish being a whole different man with you than with everyone else.)

⤷ ❦ Task Force 141 dosed with Truth Serum**: [Soap] [Ghost] [Price] [Gaz] [Reader] Coming soon: [König] [Alejandro/Rudy] [Graves] [aroace!Reader][ Laswell]

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˗ˏˋσηє-ѕнσтѕ / ∂яαввℓєѕˎˊ˗

𝐆ɦⱺ𝗌𝗍 𝐌α𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋ᥣ𝗂𝗌𝗍

ρяι¢є 𝐌α𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋ᥣ𝗂𝗌𝗍

𝐒ⱺαρ 𝐌α𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋ᥣ𝗂𝗌𝗍

𝐆αƶ 𝐌α𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋ᥣ𝗂𝗌𝗍

𝐎𝗍ɦ𝖾𝗋𝗌/𝐌υᥣ𝗍𝗂

⤷ König, Graves, Nikto, Task Force 141, Alejandro, Rudy, etc)

⤷ ❦☁︎𓅃 performance review: Brendon Park x Reader. Power imbalance. corruption kink. bully kink. degradation. manipulation. biting. enemies to no-other-choice-but-him

⤷ ❦☁︎❀𓅃 teeth in tender flesh: brendon park x emma nolan. predator/prey dynamics. possessive behaviors. power imbalance. god complex.

⤷ ❀ There's a betting pool for how long it takes Robby to realize he's in love with Whitaker

⤷ ❦ Robby having explicit thoughts about Whitaker

⤷ ❀ Robby getting cornered by a therapy dog

⤷ ❦ Dennis house sitting for Robby drabble

⤷ You accidentally tell Park to shut up

⤷ ★Touch Starved: (Crackfic) Reader vs The Avengers

⤷ Two Sides of The Same Damn Coin: Bucky x Reader x Loki

⤷ ❦❀ All The Times You Slept In Bucky’s Bed:  Bucky x Reader Currently being rewritten

⤷ ❦ Two’s A Handful: Steve x Reader x Bucky

⤷ ★ Resemblance:  (Crackfic) Johnny Storm x Reader x Steve Rogers

⤷ ☁︎ The Burden of Godhood: (Loki x Reader) Or in which, the Loki at the end of time realizes he loves you in every universe and in every universe you hate him. Except for one.

⤷ ❦ Clark uses his X ray vision to watch as he fucks you

⤷ ❀❦★ Lightning Strikes Twice: Nightwing x Reader

⤷ ❦ DC boys getting a hand job after you got a new nail set

⤷ ❦ Always Been You: (Teacher x Student) Aizawa x Reader (My Hero Academia)

⤷ ❦ Soulless!Sam is curious what sex is like without emotional attachments (Supernatural)

⤷ ★❦ You just found out Chuck was God after sleeping with him (Crackfic. Reader Crash out fic) (Supernatural)

⤷ ❦ He just wants your douchebag boyfriend to shut up (COD, DCU, Marvel, SPN, MHA, JJK)

⤷ ☁︎❀ Your spouse watches you get ready in the morning after a depressive episode (COD, DCU, Marvel, SPN, MHA, JJK, Naruto)

⤷ ❦ Toji keeps going even after the sex pollen wears off (JJK)

I’m proud of you for ditching such a shitty friend who plagiarizes other peoples work and especially for some shitty ai bot

Then he sees you.

Crouched in the corner behind a stack of crates, knees drawn up, eyes wide and shining in th low light. Civilian. Wrong place, worse timing. Which is unfortunate for you. His orders were clear: no witnesses and no loose ends.

Ghost starts toward you with that slow, rolling prowl, boots heavy on the concrete, thighs flexing under blood spattered gear.

He expects you to flinch. To run. To beg.

Except… you don’t.

You don’t even flinch when he stops right in front of you, towering, blood still dripping from his gloved fingers onto the concrete near your shoes. He raises his gun slightly, angled toward your head, ready to end it quick.

That’s when it happens.

Your gaze drops.

Straight down his chest, over the blood spattered vest, and locks onto the thick, heavy print of his cock on the front of his pants. Your lips part. Your breath hitches. And something in your eyes… shifts. Goes dark and heated, pupils blowing wide with want instead of fear.

Ghost freezes.

The gun lowers an inch. He tilts his head, staring down at you like you’re some glitch in reality. He’s covered in other men’s blood, fresh kill still warm on his hands, and you’re looking at his dick like you want it down your throat right here in the slaughterhouse.

It throws him completely. Throws off the soldier part of him that is cold and clinical. His cock twitches hard at the realization, thickening further under your stare, and he knows you see it. You don’t look away. If anything, your thighs press tighter together, cheeks flushing despite the corpses behind him.

A beat of silence stretches.

“Bloody hell,” he rumbles, stepping closer until his boot nudges your leg. One massive hand reaches down, gripping your chin roughly with blood smeared gloves, forcing your head up. “Did’t expect a filthy lil’ thing like you t’cream your knickers watching me work. Got a death wish, have ya? Or’ve you just got a thing for monsters?”

You’re still staring. Still heated. Ghost’s thumb drags across your lower lip, smearing a faint streak of red, considering the dilemma.

Price won’t like it if there’s loose ends…

Years. Fucking years he was gone, vanished like smoke, and the second you finally started piecing yourself back together, he showed up at your door with that same damn cigar between clenched teeth and (cruel) blue eyes that always saw too much.

“Missed this tight cunt,” he grunts, voice rough as honeyed gravel, beard scraping your neck as he bites down, sucking a fresh mark into your skin. “Knew you’d still open up for me.”

You whimper, fingers digging into his shoulders, half pushing him away and half pulling him closer. He feels it, chuckles low, the sound vibrating through his chest into yours as he grinds deeper, the fat head of his cock kissing that spot that makes your vision spark white.

“Shh, easy love,” he murmurs, all honey and smoke, the manipulative bastard. One big hand slides up to cup your jaw, thumb pressing into your bottom lip to keep your mouth open for him, dirty fingers pushing down onto your slick tongue. “Don’t fight it. You were never good at pretending you didn’t need this.” and you hear the need me go unsaid, implied.

He pulls out almost all the way, just the tip stretching your slick hole, then slams back in hard enough to punch the air from your lungs. “Look at you. Already creaming on my cock again. Bet no one else could make you this wet, could they?”

His pace picks up, heavy balls slapping against you with every thrust, the wet obscene sound of it filling the room alongside your desperate gasps. He’s watching your face the whole time- hungry, possessive, a little mean.

Two completely separate servers came to the same conclusion, therefore it’s canon. Activision took inspiration from me