Punditfic

Title: The Rumble in the Air-Conditioned Hotel Room
Characters/Pairings: O'Reilly/Jon/"Stephen"
Rating: NC-17
Contents: Antagonistic sex, foot-fetish-y content
Disclaimer: #NotIntendedToBeAFactualStatement. Characters belong to the Report. Names of real people are used in a fictitious context, and all dialogue, actions, and content are products of the author's imagination only.

The obligatory post-Rumble threesome. Come on, after Jon dominated all over the place and then climbed into O'Reilly's lap, with Stephen doubtlessly watching from backstage being very confused over whether he was supposed to feel anxious here or just turned on, someone had to write it.

This is probably one of those fics that's going to get flocked (on DW) and members-locked (on AO3) in a week or so. I have spare AO3 invites again, so if you need an account, just let me know what email address to send it to.

( Read on DW | Read on the AO3 )

Title: Five men Stephen had sex with (and one he's still waiting on)
Rating: NC-17 (sex, language)
Pairings/Characters: "Stephen"/various (Tad, Dan Savage, Neil DeGrasse Tyson, John Oliver/Wyatt); Jon
Disclaimer: Characters belong to the Report. Names of real people are used in a fictitious context, and all dialogue, actions, and content are products of the author's imagination only.

A thoughtful examination of the different facets of Stephen's character, as illuminated through his interactions with people who represent a variety of personality types and relative positions to his own.

...either that, or a bit of gratuitous slutty!"Stephen" fic. You decide.

(Interesting tone I'm setting for the year, here. ¬_¬)

( Stephen's on his back on the floor, the crown of his head inches from the foot of the heater, its rumbles and groans blending with his muffled gasps and the blood pounding in his ears. )

Rating: G unless otherwise stated
Disclaimer: #NotIntendedToBeAFactualStatement. The content is the product of my imagination, and the characters aren't mine.

Just finished an all-TCR set of fills for my card in hc_bingo. A couple were fics, which have already been crossposted, and the rest are fanart:

Title: Do I Dare--? (homesickness)
It's not a gay thing. Honest. Stephen just happened to be missing South Carolina at the time, and Jon walked by with a peach, so Stephen couldn't resist a taste. That's a normal thing for heterosexual guys to do. Right?

Title: Tentacolbert (attacked by a creature)
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Tentacle sex.
In which Stephen finds love (and, the next day, slime) in unexpected places, and Jon should really learn to be more sensitive to cultures different from his own.

Title: Not A Southern Belle (heat stroke)
I honestly couldn't tell you whether Stephen's really fainting, fake-fainting to induce Jon to fuss over him, or fake-fainting because he believes it's The Done Thing for a South Carolina peach in a lovely dress.

Title: Fear Puppetry (brainwashing)
Who's puppeting who?

Title: Are You Sure This Is Super Serum? (experiments by evil scientists)
Rating: PG
Sinister!bearded!Jon has brought Stephen to his secret lab, with promises of Captain-America-style super serum. Now Stephen's starting to have second thoughts, but it may already be too late....

Title: The Cock Ring of Quetzalcoatl
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Sex; biting; bad puns.
Pairings/Characters: Kristen/Rich
Disclaimer: This is so not mine, I didn't even write it.

The following is a real, honest-to-gosh excerpt from The Sexy Book of Sexy Sex, by Kristen Schaal and Rich Blomquist. It's ridiculous porn about the two of them, in the form of an archaeologist AU featuring time travel, a hard-to-explain POV, the purplest of purple prose, and space icicles.

( >We were nine days deep into an archaeological dig where we were working as professional bone-dusters. )

Title: Driftwood On Your Shore
Series: TDS/TCR
Rating: NC-17
Characters/Pairings: OC/"Stephen", with appearances by Allison, an intern, and Jon
Thanks to: sarcasticsra, who looked this over; Xanthe, whose healthy functional BDSM somehow gave me my groove back.
Warnings: Abusive BDSM relationship; language; consent issues; pain, suffering.
Disclaimers: Follow the fake cut.

Summary: Part of the 'verse that began with Kiss You Where It Hurts. (Half of it is locked; comment here or subscribe to ptahrrific to be added.)

In which Stephen thinks he's finally stumbled upon the perfect boyfriend: someone who will keep his secrets, take away his burdens, love him in all the ways he hardly dared hope for, and hurt him in all the ways he hates himself for needing.

( 'You spend every night and every trip packaged up prettily for the rest of the world. I want you packaged up for me sometimes.' )

Title: Four Times Stephen Was A Good Boy, And One Time He Did Even Better
Series: TDS/TCR
Rating: NC-17
Characters/Pairings: Jon/"Stephen", a special guest star
Warnings: The first three are various D/s-charged puppy-play sex scenes.
Disclaimer: Follow the fake cut.

Happy Valentine's Day! In celebration, have some scenes from the same continuity as Firm Haunches and Silky. Because even the character's own writers think of him as kind of like a puppy.

( Stephen, now on all fours, padded nonchalantly over to the corner and started lapping at his water dish. Any decision Jon made was going to have to happen before he started on the food heaped in the bowl beside it. (Cocoa Puffs. Stephen's penchant for realism only went so far.) )

Title: Five Versions Of The Limo Ride Home
Rating: G through NC-17
Characters/pairings: Jon/liberal!"Stephen", Joan/"Stephanie", Jon/r!Stephen (Sailor Jon version), Schmon Schmewart, Jon, "Stephen", Jon/happy!"Stephen"
Warnings: (1) character fatal disease (he's not dead yet); (2) character death (he gets better); (3) D/s, innuendo; (4) D/s, shameless lesbian smut; (5) may induce diabetes.
Disclaimer: Follow the fake cut.

Summary: After the Emmys snub various versions of Stephen (hypothetical cancer storyline, sailorjon 'verse, Liberalverse, genderswapped version of sarcasticsra's Needverse, and happy!verse), Jon comforts him on the way back to the hotel.

Mostly written for The 9/20 Project, which called for post-Emmy comforting and/or sex. (There are sequels to the Liberalverse segment found at that link, too.)

( 'I have a little bit of anger and frustration to work through right now. So it would probably be best if I just let myself into the executive lounge and meditated for a while. Or did some yoga.' )