Summer of Whump 2022: Bucky

Very short, very fluffy. Each chapter is a mini-fic. The ideas that spawn these come from suggestions and requests on my Tumblr. If you have an idea, go submit it! thesickficsideblog.tumblr.com

One man tents aren't meant for sharing. Neither are sleeping bags. Too bad they don't have any choice...

Jonathan Sims is a merperson who has always lived below the waves. One day, however, he steals away and ventures to the surface in search of someone he lost. On newfound legs, his search takes him to The Magnus Institute — the foremost academic institution researching crypto-zoology and crypto-marine biology, headed by the enigmatic Elias Bouchard. With his new position as Head Archivist, Jon is in the perfect place to continue his search. Hiding his secret identity as merfolk should no problem, either. After all, it's not like he wants to be friends, much less more-than-friends with the humans. And surely none of them are hiding secrets of their own. Right? ... In other words: It's a selkie and merfolk AU! Jon is merfolk, and goes to the surface in search of a long-lost friend. He takes a job at the Magnus Institute as part of his search, and soon finds himself embroiled in all kinds of drama — including, but not limited to, falling in love. Updates Weekends.

Mine. Harry doesn’t understand what does it, maybe the high-pitched, but oddly hesitant voice or the soft pads of his dainty hand over his own rough one, but abruptly, an electric jolt runs up his spine and instinctively, he inhales deeply through his nose. The rich, sweet scent spreads through his blood like wildfire and the feral, caged part in him snaps. ...or, Louis is a pretty Omega who can't see & Harry's an Alpha who wants to be his eyes.

Mash woke up with bunny ears and a tail, which he isn't bothered about, but let me be honest, everyone is starting to get a little too touchy around him.

Yuri Plisetsky knew it was wrong to love a man twelve years his senior. Especially one that was "engaged" to his closest friend-slash-rival. But it really wasn't his fault. He couldn't help it. And he was sick and tired of doing nothing about it. He was a fighter, and he was going to fight.

Somewhere in their first three years together, Riki decides to put his threat into practice.

Stiles stared at the cock before him. Gazed, really, with heady admiration. Now this was a cock. A cock it was. Indeed, a cock was before him. "Are you going to suck me anytime soon?" asked a voice from the other side of the stall, which Stiles was assuming was the owner of said cock. "Well if you feel the need to rush me about it," Stiles mumbled back, "maybe not." He was, after all, the one who was about to perform a service. On his knees in a filthy club bathroom stall to do so, in fact. +++ Stiles decides that if he's going to lose his virginity, he might as well do so in the seclusion of a night club stall.

Because of his kind, unassuming nature, people often overlook Yuuri Katsuki-Nikiforov. They instead focus on his husband, Viktor, because of his bolder, more forward demeanor. They ignore him, until the day comes that they can't. Don't underestimate an angry Yuuri. In which Yuuri is Eros personified, and Viktor is going to fight the next person who touches his husband.

After their mom died in the house fire, Dean tried his hardest to be the best possible mommy for his little brother Sammy, since they didn't have a real one any more. Their dad... did not take that news very well. Though maybe if he'd actually acted like a father, instead of a neglectful abusive drunk, he wouldn't have had to have dealt with his kids coping in the best way they knew how. This fic is told mostly as Dean's memories from when he was a kid, and what led up to the bad reaction from John over Dean acting like Sam's mom. It's a prequel to the series No Regrets, but can technically be read as a stand alone, though the last paragraph won't be anywhere near as big of a deal as it's supposed to be if it's read as such.

Some people believe that John spent Sherlock's three year hiatus quietly mourning. Those closest to him know that something entirely different happened.

We've been through everything together, Connie. You can tell me anything. What's wrong?

Shepard’s ledgers run red, blood soaking into every page. She’s a killer, and at some distant point, she made peace with that. The idea of addition instead of subtraction is novel. That maybe, just once, Commander Shepard created instead of destroyed. Or, "Shepard was pregnant on the beam run" fic.

When King and Queen butterfly thank the Diaz family for hosting star for a couple years they turn all of the Earth into a monarchy[as a small favor], making Marco a legitimate, bonafide princess. in need of help from someone competent at running a country (or at least someone who paid attention in monarchy class), she goes to her friend, Star's ex, the demon prince, Tom. Meanwhile Tom's getting ready to inherit the throne and is being pressured to marry. Cue interspecies political marriage, the human earth dimension learning about other dimensions and how to interact with other dimensions, Pony Head trashing at least three guest bedrooms in palaces across the kingdom, four dresses ruined in the line of adventure duty, royal karate/magic lessons and a lifetime of "congrats on being a princess" cakes.

Man is the cruelest animal. No one knows that better than Dean and Sam Winchester. Just out of the Academy, Sam joins Dean and his FBI team of profilers on a case involving cryptic Enochian messages. When Dean is kidnapped and tortured in a religious cult's version of Hell, he only has two choices: break and become the killer they want him to be, or hold out long enough for his team to rescue him. The members of the BAU are looking for their partner, but things are grim. They have no suspects. They have no leads. With nothing to go on, how can they have any hope of seeing their friend again?

Sometimes, all you can do is sit down and say, 'what the fuck.'

During the chaos of the SS Anne sinking, Ash is separated and washes up on a strange island filled with Pokémon from all over the world. As he attempts to survive on this strange island, he finds his body changing and the relationship between him and his Pokémon growing more intimate, as well as forming new bonds with the strange and incredible Pokémon of the island.

This is it then, Regina thinks. This is my penance. This is the final cost of my revenge. Regina comes to realise the consequences of Greg's torture aren't as fleeting as everyone first imagined.

Rody accidentally pissed off an fumming customer, causing the curious crowd to whisper; placing Vincent's pristine reputation on the line Furious, Vincent pointed the blame entirely on Rody. Leaving him humiliated. Rody left into the bathroom, with a excuse of needing to tidy up. In the privacy of the restroom, his mind wanders back to Vincent. He smirks as he fantasize about the man in a maid dress, sobbing around his cock, twitching and moaning. AkaVincent is forced into a maid dress while Rody fucks him.

The story begins when the tarantula falls madly in love with the songbird.-------------------------------------------------------------The tarantula raged and spewed venom, jealous to its core “He will never have you. Your story was never meant to be. The story, my delectable little songbird, is yours and mine”.

Prompt: Rowaelin "You promised." Thanks!

Kakashi has a thing for Obito

"My eggs are ready," Neuvillette purred against Wriothesley's skin, and Wriothesley sucked in a quiet breath.

In which Suguru Getou doesn't declare war against Jujutsu society and decides to abandon his genocidal path after faking his death. Somehow this ends with the strongest sorcerer alive being trapped by a curse months later.

Jimin is bored, Jungkook has done done nothing but play videogames all day. Jimin has an idea...