#daniel markowitz

day 1 - pet play | adrian chase

day 2 - watersports | kurt kunkle

day 3 - chastity | jason hochberg

day 4 - possessive sex | dmitri kravinoff

day 5 - findom | dmitri kravinoff

day 6 - clothing malfunctions | simon kalivoda

day 7 - overstimulation | daniel markowitz

day 8 - cuckolding | sergei kravinoff x reader x dmitri kravinoff

day 9 - public sex | eddie munson

day 10 - hair pulling | demi (hell of a summer)

day 11 - collaring | sub!eddie munson

day 12 - cbt | jason hochberg

day 13 - breast worship/knife play | adrian chase

day 14 - cock worship | steve harrington

day 15 - mutual masturbation | seth warshavsky

day 16 - anonymous sex | dmitri kravinoff

day 17 - masks | simon kalivoda

day 18 - boot worship | eddie munson x reader

day 19 - body hair | jason hochberg

day 20 - punishment | jason hochberg x bobby

day 21 - spit kink | micheal (hoard)

day 22 - panty sniffing | simon kalivoda

day 23 - power play | seth warshavsky

day 24 - pussy slapping | kate schmidt

day 25 - pegging | bobby (hell of a summer)

day 26 - bullying | eddie munson

day 27 - force fem | simon kalivoda

day 28 - panty kink | adrian chase

day 29 - wax play | geta x reader x caracalla

day 30 - human furniture | dmitri kravinoff

It wasn’t like he wasn’t proud of you, he was extremely proud of you. His best friend, you, majoring in neuroscience. Every time you told him about a class you passed, or a research proposal that got approved he cheered with you. It had just been a little hard not having you near the last few weeks. Allie basically broke up with him, his grandma went missing for a day and he felt like a complete failure. Daniel needed you more than ever but you were busy with school. He would never blame you for not having enough time to reply to his texts or pick up when he called. You both lived seperate lives now, he had seen the Instagram stories with your new friends. It stung a little, but it was fine, he was fine. You were here now, even it was for a few days.

“Thanks for picking me up Danny.” You dragged your suitcase over the doorstep to your childhood home. It was just like how you remembered. The photo’s were still arranged the exact same way, a sense of familiarity in the mess that was in the living room. After months of studying, writing and reading it was good to be back. It was even better to see Daniel. You felt guilty for not being there for him and you had missed him terribly.

“It’s fine Y/N. It is good to have you back, this town isn’t the same without you.” He smiled and sounded genuinely happy. Clumsily he helped you drag your other bags inside. Both your parents happened to be on vacation while you were back home, a miscommunication that had you ranting to Daniel for hours. Daniel was secretly quite glad about this arrangement, it ment he could stay at your house the entire two weeks you were home. You never turned him down when he asked to sleep over, you wouldn’t this time either.

“You sound just like a cowboy.” You chuckled softly. “Only instead of the town not being big enough for both of us, the town is big enough for both us.” With an exhausted sigh you sat down on the couch. “Do you mind staying tonight? It feels weird being in a house this big alone.” It was like you read his mind. He joined you on the couch, as soon as he did you leaned your head against his shoulder. Being around him felt good, it felt comfortable and right.

“Yeah sure, only because you asked nicely.” He teases. If he was honest he would walk on thumbthacks for you if you asked him nicely. It was something that had always annoyed Allie. Often the two of them would fight about how Daniel was always talking about you. He knew she was right and that his friendship with you was different than with his other female friends, he just couldn’t help himself.

“Is your grandma okay? I mean from what you told me she went on quite a journey.” You lifted your head from his shoulder to look at him.

“Yeah she is fine. I think it was actually good for her in a weird way.” He chuckled and shook his head. “This guy Ben, you remember Ben right, she has been hanging out with him a lot. ” He told you.

“I am glad she is alright. Would be a waste to see that sassy old lady go so soon.” You looked a him and got up. “Come on, let's get these upstairs.” Softly, you kicked the suitcases on the floor.

Your bedroom was exactly how you left it. All your trophies lined up, degrees on the wall and of course, your photos with Daniel. For a moment you just stood there, so many memories. You had grown out of this version of you. When did that happen?

Daniel quickly burst you out of your thought bubble by placing his hand on your shoulder. “Getting sentimental now, Y/N.” His eyes found yours, a teasing look in them.

“Oh shut up.” You playfully gave him a push. “It’s weird. For years this was my bedroom, now I just feel like a guest.” You lifted one of your suitcases on the bed to open it. “This is going to take forever to unpack.” Sifting through your clothes you realised just how many pairs of socks you brought.

“Did you pack for a trip to Mount Everest or something.” He watched over your shoulder. “And who needs that many socks.”

“Obviously, I do. You never know when the sockthief might strike.” You laughed as you placed your laptop on your desk. “I need to finish his proposal. Do you mind waiting?”

It stung, but he wouldn't tell you that. Of course you were busy with school, when weren't you? “Yeah sure.” His voice betrayed his dissapointment.

“I swear once I am done I have surprise for you Daniel.” You smirked as you grabbed your laptop and placed it on your desk.

“Really now? Thats a deal.” He fell down on your bed.

Daniel had nothing to do but scroll on his phone while you were busy typing away. With no job or school most of his afternoon's were spend like this. In bed, doomscrolling. He ended up Allie's Instagram, she seemed so happy. With a sigh he looked at the photos. You had taken notice and grabbed his phone.

“Hey!” He shot up to take back his phone.

“Stop looking at her page. This way you’re never getting over her Danny.” You close Instagram and throw his phone back on the bed.

“We didn’t break up, we’re just on a break.” He corrected you. Allie had been there for him while you were away, filling the hole you left behind in his life.

“You need to get your mind off it.” You stood up from the chair, closing your laptop. Finally, you were finished. “I have just the thing to help you with that.” With a grin you walk to one of your many bags, digging through some stuff until you pulled out a little tube. It had a joint inside. Danny didn't know you smoked? What did they do to you at that school?

“You smoke?” He asked you with a tone that made it seem like he didn’t believe you. You were a good girl, never stepped out of line.

“No, of course not!” You said defensively. Just because you didn’t like breaking rules didn’t mean you didn’t like to let loose sometimes. Slowly you got closer to him. “I just.. thought it would be fun to try with you?” You titled your head, a playful half-smile on your face. “Come on, it’ll be fun.”

Danny hesitated for a moment. He had smoked weed before, but that was a few years ago. The problem was that he always spoke his mind when he was intoxicated and spilling his guts to you on the first day didn’t sound that smart to him. He watched you plop down next to him while you were still holding the joint. “Alright.” He gave in, he was never one to deny you.

A few minutes later the two of you were sitting on the old leather couch in the basement. You feared that the smell would stay in your room if you smoked the joint upstairs and you knew for a fact that your parents would kill you if they found out. With your leg tucked under you and your body facing Daniel. The joint was pressed between your lips as he lit it for you. You took a deep inhale and as soon as the smoke hit your lungs you started coughing. A silent ‘oh fuck’ left your lips as you passed it to him.

“Oh so you weren’t lying about never having done this before.” Daniel teased you before also taking a hit. He did it with a little more grace than you, the smoke leaving his mouth as he tilted his head back.

“You look like a dragon when you do that.” You laugh as you snatch the joint back. With a lot less coughing you took another hit, and then another and another. Before you could take a fourth he took it out of your hands.

“Quit hogging it, you’re gonna get sick like that.”

The joint lasted quite a few rounds and both of you were now plastered on the couch. The saying ‘as high as a kite’ suddenly made sense to you. With heavy eyes you looked at Daniel. Sweet Daniel. He had always been kind to you. You still remember the first time you met him. His stupid grin had dethawded your cold behaviour towards him within the first tutoring session. You missed this, missed him. You hadn’t been a good friend the last few months, you knew that, but you hoped these few weeks would make it up to him. Oh sweet Daniel. Your hand had found it’s way to his thigh as you softly brushed your thumb against him. It wasn’t your intention for it to be a sexual gesture, you enjoyed touching people when you were intoxicated. For you it was nice way to feel connected. But the longer your hand lingered on his thigh, the hotter your skin felt.

Daniel knew that you enjoyed having contact. He knew that very well. It didn’t stop his dick from getting hard from the soft and gentle movement of your fingers. The weed had removed all filters in his mind so he just blurted out. “You’re gonna give me boner if you keep doing that.”

It took a few seconds before the words hit you. “Sorry, this weed has me horny ‘n shit.” You lifted your hand to rub your eyes. He watched you silently. Really, he tried to have some self control but your words had effect on him. Deep down he knew he two of you had always been more than just friends, Allie was just a distraction because he knew he wanted you. But being with you felt like tying you down with him. With no degrees or job he would just be a bother. He would hold you back when all hewanted was to see you soar. In the fog of his high, his lips found yours. And to his surprise you kissed him back.

It was a slow and sloppy kiss. You crawled onto his lap as your hands we’re already trying to take of your shirt. The dial went from 0 to a 100 quickly. Never being one to take things slow you were half naked grinding down on his hard-on. One of his hands was on your shoulder brushing away your hair, the other groping a boob. You reached for the waistband of his sweatpants. The thought of having sex with Danny had been on your mind a few times, more times than you liked to admit, but you never thought you would end up actually fucking him.

“You sure ‘bout this.” Your lips were on his neck as you slurred your words.

Daniel couldn't think straight. “Yes.. yes please just..” He squinted his eyes shut as you pulled his dick out. More words than that weren’t needed. You gave him a few pumps before looking at him.

“Condom.” You muttered suddenly, getting off his lap to desperately search for one. He sat there. His legs slightly spread, breathless, his boner on full display and mind clouded from the weed. Once you found one you climbed back onto his lap. You ripped it open with your teeth and slowly rolled it onto him. Without waiting another second you lowered your wet pussy onto him, feeling him deep inside you and fulling you up so nicely. It had been a while since you had a good fuck.

Daniel groaned, god you clenched so thightly around him. It felt like his head was going to explode. His hands found it’s way to your hips and held them as you slowly rocked. “Missed you so much..” He mumbled softly against your neck. After months you were finally here again.

You pressed your lips against his once more. The pace was sloppy, the sex was messy. Lewd sounds filled the basement. In his haze Daniel started to ramble. “Everything has just been so hard without you. I am such a failure and you’re so..” He panted as you nibbled his earlobe. “So great.” He groaned.

“Hey Daniel?” You paused for a moment and smiled. “Shut the fuck up okay?” With a swift moment you pushed him down on the couch as you sat up straight, the leather was cold against his skin.

“You’re such an amazing person.” While saying the words you could feel him twitching inside you. Is this what he was into? You leaned forward and pulled his shirt up to his chest, planting kisses on his stomach. “And you’re so talented and funny.” A whine left his mouth as he curled his hands gently in your hair. “And so loving and kind.” It didn’t surprise you that he had a praise kink and you were happy to give into his desires.

You straightened your back again and lead his hand to your breast again. His touch tingled against your skin, you should definitely have more sex while high. With another thrust of your hips you threw your head back. The sight alone had Daniel nearly bursting. “Fuck.. I’m gonna cum.”

“I know. ” You threw you head forward and with half-lidded eyes you stared down at him. He couldn’t stop himself from spilling all inside the condom from the sheer confidence you said those words with. Damn you truely were perfect. With a loud groan he came and sent you over the edge as well. Your orgasm hit you like a brick wall making you almost collapse forward.

You laid on his chest for a moment, just catching you breath in silence. His arm wrapped around you, holding you close. The only sound was the two of you panting.

“I meant what I said Daniel.” Eventually you break the silence. You wanted him to know you cared. “I am sorry I haven’t been as present in your life as I should be.”

Daniel was certainly surprised. “Hey it’s okay, you’re here now aren’t you?” He gave your arm a squeeze. “Maybe I should drive to your dorm every once in a while too.”

“You’d do that for me?” You turn to look him in the eye. The smile that you loved so much greeted you back.

“Of course. When have I ever told you no.” He chuckled. You laid back again. Laying there with him felt right. This is what you wanted, who you wanted. It had always been him but you were just to busy to wrap your head around that. So smart and yet still so dumb.

“I do need your help with a favor tho.”

“With what?”

Valentine's Day was just another stupid day. A stupid Hallmark holiday that thrived off of consumerism and emotions. It made those in relationships more annoying and those single more sad. There was no in between—people either loved the holiday or hated it. And unfortunately for your-single-and-never-able-to-find-love-self, you hated it.

You hated everything about February 14th, and working at a bakery just made the shitty holiday drag on. Tons of people came in during the morning rush, looking for the best treat to get the love of their life! And during that rush, you stood behind the counter with a fake smile on your face giving opinions on baked goods while wanting to scream in the walk-in cooler at the top of your lungs. The day dragged on with more customers needing something sweet for their lover, more heart shaped donuts that needed that annoyingly bright pink frosting and heart shaped sprinkles added to them and more couples snuggling up to each other in the booths, sharing sweet treats and sweeter words.

When the clock finally struck five, you were the first one to grab your personal belongings and the extra donuts before sprinting to you car to get home and spend time with your best friend, Danny. The two of you had been best friends since childhood and both sucked at the whole romance and relationships thing. This holiday in particular was one that made you both just want to order some pizza, watch horror movies and fall asleep on the couch together while ranting about your past love attempts… and that was exactly what you had planned to do when you got home.

On the way to your car, your phone buzzed with a message from Danny.

Dans!: hey gorg, i hope work went well! i ordered us some pizza and cheesy bread, should be here when you get home! :) also happy shitty hallmark holiday that makes people spend way to much on chocolates and teddy bears. i grabbed some wine from the store, and that new horror movie you've been wanting to watch is now streaming! i'll see you and your pretty face home soon, okay? <3

You smiled at his text, your face flushing red at it and his words. Danny was always a flirt, a natural one who didn't know how to use those skills when he needed it, but he always meant well. Always. It's just that sometimes his words got you a bit more flustered than you wanted to admit.

You: hey! work was ok, i guess. i was able to snag some of your favorite donuts, though! you know… the custard filled ones with chocolate frosting!! just that today they're shaped like little hearts… gross. anyways, i'll be home soon, okay? can't wait to just have some pizza, wine and sit back to watch a movie with you

You texted him back quickly, before starting your short trip back to your shared apartment.

During the entire drive your heart was pounding with anticipation, nervousness and excitement. For some reason, these chill and fun nights alone with Danny always made you smile uncontrollably and your heart flutter with longing and desire.

The nights when you would be seated beside each other on the couch, thighs touching or legs tangled over each other as you shared that handmade quilt his grandma had made for him. The nights when your hands would brush against each other, the feeling of skin on skin electric as you both took the time to pull away. The nights when you just wished he would lean in and finally close the distance and kiss you like there was no tomorrow, finally confessing all of the feelings and emotions that you both held so deep and hidden from the other. The nights when the lingering looks you shared as you both went off to your respected bedrooms meant more, and you were in turn making your way to his room with him or he was making his way to your room with you. The nights when you wished you were waking up beside him the next morning.

You fumbled with your keys, struggling to unlock the front door of your apartment with a sigh. The day just could not end soon enough. After pushing the door open and stepping inside, you were met with the scent of pizza and also freshly baked cookies. Of course, Danny always got those little break and bake sugar cookies every time he went to the store.

"Hey! How was work?" Danny asked, carefully retrieving some items from your hands.

"It was work," you sighed, smiling at him. "How was your day?"

"Oh, the same old. Visited grandma, ran to the store, you know. All of the fun things I usually do in my spare time. Pizza is on the counter, wine is poured in glasses. Why don't you go change and I'll start the movie?"

"You're the best, truly." You smiled, retreating to your bedroom to change. When you opened the door, you were instantly caught off guard as a vase of various colored roses sat on your dresser. The red, pink and white roses were arranged perfectly in a vase, a small card with your name on it sitting in front.

You picked the card up carefully, opening it before reading the contents inside. Danny's messy and slanted handwriting sat there, staring back at you.

"I know it's nothing huge, but you deserve something nice on Valentine's Day. I saw these flowers and thought of you—they're so pretty, like you. I hope you enjoy them and they make you smile and make your day brighter. Because that's what you do to me."

You closed the card, holding it close to your chest as a smile formed on your face. You shuffled back to the kitchen, watching Danny make you both plates of food from the doorway.

Maybe Valentine's Day wasn't so bad after all, at least, not with Danny by your side.

The chipped mug warmed your hands, a small comfort against the hollowness that had taken root in your chest. Rain lashed against the windowpane of Danny’s small apartment, mirroring the storm brewing inside you. Another one bites the dust, you thought with a bitter laugh that didn't quite reach your eyes. Mark had been… well, Mark had been Mark. Charming on the surface, but ultimately shallow and unwilling to truly see you. The breakup had been messy, punctuated by his bewildered protests that you were “overreacting” to his blatant flirtation with the waitress.

Danny had been your rock through it all, as he always was. He’d answered your tearful call at midnight without a hint of annoyance, offering his couch and a steady supply of bad television and even worse jokes. Now, a few days later, the initial rawness had faded, leaving behind a dull ache and a weariness that settled deep in your bones.

“Rough day?” Danny’s voice was soft, pulling you from your thoughts. He settled onto the worn armchair opposite the couch, a half-eaten sandwich in his hand.

You managed a weak smile. “You could say that. I just… I don’t get it, Danny. What is wrong with me? Why does this keep happening?” The question hung in the air, heavy with years of accumulated disappointment.

Danny set his sandwich down on the small table beside him, his gaze serious. “There’s absolutely nothing wrong with you. You’re… you’re amazing.” He stumbled slightly over the last word, a faint blush dusting his cheeks.

You scoffed, the sound devoid of humor. “Amazing at picking the wrong guys, apparently.”

He leaned forward, his elbows resting on his knees. “Look, those guys… they were idiots. They didn’t see what was right in front of them.” His eyes met yours, and there was a sincerity in them that made your heart flutter despite yourself.

A comfortable silence settled between you, interrupted only by the drumming of the rain. You watched Danny, the way the lamplight caught the slight wave in his blonde hair, the familiar curve of his lips when he was deep in thought. You’d known Danny since forever, practically. You’d navigated awkward teenage dances, celebrated small victories, and weathered countless heartbreaks – mostly yours – by each other’s sides. He was a constant, a safe harbor in the often-turbulent waters of your life.

“You know,” Danny said after a while, his voice low, “if we were dating, I’d take you to all the best places.”

Your eyebrows shot up, a genuine flicker of surprise breaking through the gloom. “Oh yeah? Like where?”

A small, hopeful smile touched his lips. “Well, first, there’s this little Italian place downtown, Marco’s. They make the most incredible pasta carbonara you’ve ever tasted. And then, there’s that overlook on Route 17, the one where you can see the whole coastline? The sunsets there are unreal.” He was warming to the subject, his eyes sparkling with an enthusiasm you hadn’t seen in a while. “And we’d have to go to that quirky little bookstore with the hidden café, the one with the mismatched chairs and the owner who always recommends the weirdest books. You’d love it.”

He continued, painting a picture with his words of cozy dinners, breathtaking views, and hidden gems. You found yourself smiling, a genuine smile this time, as you imagined these outings. They sounded… nice. Simple, thoughtful, real. Everything your recent relationships hadn’t been.

As his voice trailed off, a playful challenge bubbled up within you. “So, what’s stopping you?”

Danny’s eyes widened, a look of utter surprise washing over his face. He blinked a few times, as if he hadn’t quite processed your words. “Excuse me?”

You leaned back against the cushions, a newfound boldness stirring within you. “You said, ‘if we were dating, I’d take you to all the best places.’ Well, we’re not not dating. So, what’s stopping you from taking me?”

The silence that followed was thick with unspoken words and years of suppressed feelings. Danny’s gaze was intense, searching yours, as if trying to decipher if you were serious. You held his gaze, a nervous flutter in your stomach but a determined glint in your eyes.

He swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing. “Are… are you serious?”

You nodded slowly. “Yeah, Danny. I think I am.”

A slow smile spread across his face, chasing away the surprise and replacing it with a warmth that made your chest ache in a completely different way. “Wow.” He ran a hand through his hair, a nervous energy suddenly radiating from him. “Wow. Okay.”

He stood up abruptly, pacing the small living room. “Okay, best places. Right. Well, we should definitely start with Marco’s. I can make a reservation for tonight. Or tomorrow? Tonight? Yeah, tonight. Tonight’s good.” He was rambling slightly, a charmingly flustered look on his face.

You chuckled, the sound light and genuine. “Tonight sounds perfect.”

He stopped pacing and looked at you, his smile widening. “Perfect. So… this is a date?”

“I think,” you said, meeting his gaze steadily, “this is a date.”

The air crackled with a new kind of energy, a shift in the dynamic you’d shared for so long. It was exhilarating and terrifying all at once. You’d always felt comfortable with Danny, safe. But this… this was different. This was stepping into uncharted territory, a territory you’d secretly longed to explore for years.

Over the next few weeks, Danny made good on his promise. He took you to Marco’s, where the carbonara was indeed heavenly and the conversation flowed easily. You stood hand-in-hand at the Route 17 overlook, the setting sun painting the sky in vibrant hues, a comfortable warmth spreading through you as Danny’s fingers intertwined with yours. You spent an afternoon lost in the quirky bookstore, discovering hidden literary treasures and sharing slices of surprisingly delicious lemon cake in the hidden café.

Each outing was a revelation. You saw Danny in a new light, not just as your steadfast friend, but as someone who saw you, truly saw you, with a depth and appreciation that had been missing in your past relationships. He noticed the small things – the way your eyes lit up when you talked about your passion for photography, the way you hummed along to the radio in the car, the way you always ordered your coffee with an extra shot of espresso. He listened intently, his gaze unwavering, making you feel like the most important person in the world.

There were moments of awkwardness, of course. The tentative brush of hands, the lingering gazes that held unspoken questions, the nervous laughter that filled the spaces between words. But beneath it all was a genuine connection, a foundation of years of friendship that made navigating these new waters feel less daunting.

One rainy Saturday, you found yourselves back at Danny’s apartment, curled up on the couch watching an old movie. The rain pattered softly against the window, a soothing soundtrack to the comfortable silence that had settled between you. Your head rested on Danny’s shoulder, his arm draped loosely around you.

“You know,” you said softly, breaking the silence, “you were right. These are the best places.”

Danny’s fingers tightened gently on your arm. “They’re only the best because I’m sharing them with you, sweets.”

You lifted your head to look at him, your heart swelling with a warmth that had nothing to do with the blankets draped around you. His eyes were soft, filled with a tenderness that made your breath catch in your throat.

“Danny,” you began, unsure of what you wanted to say but knowing you needed to say something.

He leaned in, his forehead resting against yours. “I’ve wanted to do this for so long,” he whispered, his voice husky.

And then he kissed you.

It wasn’t a dramatic, movie-worthy kiss, but it was perfect. It was soft and hesitant at first, then grew in confidence, a silent acknowledgment of years of unspoken feelings finally finding their voice. When you pulled apart, a breathless smile touched both your lips.

“So,” you said, your voice a little shaky, “what’s next on the ‘best places’ tour?”

Danny’s smile widened, a genuine, heart-melting smile that made your stomach flip. “Well,” he said, his eyes sparkling with mischief, “there’s this one place… it’s kind of private.”

❝One More Year❞ ✧ 2.2k cowritten with @super-unpredictable98 ↪︎ Quinn Mossbacher ✘ Ellery Hopper (f!oc) For Quinn and Ellery’s last Halloween before college, they decide to get at least one more year of trick or treating in before they’re officially ‘too old’.

❝Witching Hour❞ ✧ 2.6k cowritten with @super-unpredictable98 ↪︎ Isaac ✘ Wisteria Mullins (f!oc)

❝I Can Be Who I Want to Be... And Seeeexy❞ ✧ 1.9k cowritten with @super-unpredictable98 ↪︎ Quinn Mossbacher ✘ Sunny Henderson (f!oc)

❝The Perfect Pumpkin❞ ✧ 2.6k cowritten with @super-unpredictable98 ↪︎ Daniel Markowitz ✘ Ellery Hopper (f!oc) Danny and Ellery gather apples for pie-making and pick out a pumpkin to carve. While carving their pumpkin, the topic of getting an apartment together comes up.

❝Our Place❞ ✧ 2k cowritten with @super-unpredictable98 ↪︎ Daniel Markowitz ✘ Ellery Hopper (f!oc) Danny and Ellery hand out candy on Halloween from their new apartment, prompting talk of future children.

❝She Reaches From Beyond The Grave❞ ✧ 2k cowritten with @super-unpredictable98 ↪︎ Simon Kalivoda ✘ Sunny Henderson (f!oc)

❝Lucky Black Cat❞ ✧ 2k cowritten with @super-unpredictable98 ↪︎ Emperor Caracalla ✘ Ahava Magna (f!oc)

❝Fan the Flames❞ ✧ 2k cowritten with @super-unpredictable98 ↪︎ Jason Hochberg ✘ Ellery Hopper (f!oc) A game of ‘Never Have I Ever’ around the bonfire leads to the other counselors teasing Jason for never having been to make out point, so Ellery decides to rectify that.

❝Treat Yourself❞ ✧ 1.8k cowritten with @super-unpredictable98 ↪︎ Simon Kalivoda ✘ Sunny Henderson (f!oc)

❝A-maze-ing Jason❞ ✧ 2.8k cowritten with @super-unpredictable98 ↪︎ Jason Hochberg ✘ Ellery Hopper (f!oc) Ellery and Jason take the campers on a hayride to the corn maze and decide to come back later that night for some alone time, but little do they know, something or someone else is lurking in the maze.

❝Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark❞ ✧ 2k cowritten with @super-unpredictable98 ↪︎ Jason Hochberg ✘ Stella Creel (f!oc)

❝Just Like a Horror Film❞ ✧ 2.6k cowritten with @super-unpredictable98 ↪︎ Simon Kalivoda ✘ Win Lewis (f!oc) Win and Simon’s Halloween movie marathon starts out normally, only for their night to take a drastic turn, throwing the couple into a scene right out of a horror film.

❝Just My Type❞ ✧ 3.8k cowritten with @super-unpredictable98 ↪︎ Josh (Alex Strangelove) ✘ Sunny Henderson (f!oc)

❝Kickstart My Heart❞ ✧ 4.5k cowritten with @super-unpredictable98 ↪︎ Seth Warshavsky ✘ Calypso Lee Bass (f!oc)

❝21 Candles❞ ✧ 2.7k cowritten with @super-unpredictable98 ↪︎ Seth Warshavsky ✘ Calypso Lee Bass (f!oc)

❝Latex Love❞ ✧ 1.1k cowritten with @super-unpredictable98 ↪︎ Simon Kalivoda ✘ Sunny Henderson (f!oc)

❝You're My Birthday Wish❞ ✧ 4.1k cowritten with @super-unpredictable98 ↪︎ Daniel Markowitz ✘ Ellery Hopper (f!oc) While Danny’s family prepares for his surprise party, Ellery’s tasked with keeping him out of the house until party time.

❝Come Light The Menorah❞ ✧ 1.3k cowritten with @super-unpredictable98 ↪︎ Simon Kalivoda ✘ Sunny Henderson (f!oc)

❝First Shabbat❞ ✧ 1.4k cowritten with @super-unpredictable98 ↪︎ Daniel Markowitz ✘ Ellery Hopper (f!oc) Ellery wants her first Shabbat since converting to be perfect, and Danny couldn’t be prouder.

❝Two Men and a Baby❞ ✧ 1.2k cowritten with @super-unpredictable98 ↪︎ Emperor Caracalla ✘ Ahava Magna (f!oc)

❝Heartthrob❞ * ✧ 1.1k cowritten with @super-unpredictable98 ↪︎ Simon Kalivoda ✘ Sunny Henderson (f!oc)

❝Mister Employee of the Month❞ * ✧ 1.6k ↪︎ Simon Kalivoda ✘ Win Lewis (f!oc) Win comes to visit Simon at work and congratulates him for getting employee of the month, again.

divider credits. @/cafekitsune & @/saradika-graphics updated. 02/25/26