#c.b strike

[draytnation]

I'm making ✨Headcanons✨ again this time with

Billy Knight

I am making a fic ATM but it isn't on Ralph, my brain cannot focus on one comfort character. But any ho

💧:He has many scars on his body from many things, s*lf harm, biting himself, scratches or marks from other things

💧: He has lots of night terrors, and sometimes wets the bed from them and frequently does so when the terrors come back.(Which is actually canon too/srs)

💧:He does canonically has Schizoid affective disorder, but doesn't take meds for it because he hasn't been able to seek or get proper help

💧:He has autism, and his main icks to things are shouting, flashing lights, and bad clothing textures

💧:He bites his fingers when his bored or nervous, leaving teeth marks all over them

💧:Has trust issues, and isolates himself a lot but is extremely touch/affection starved

💧:I feel like he's been in a bad relationship or two, since it seems he's constantly surrounded by toxic people his whole life

💧: He's been masking for years, and is rarely able to express himself correctly

💧:He also had an abusive father, and when he has his episodes he constantly remembers him

💧: He's lost hair before from stress, thankfully it regrows back easily but he also rarely takes care of it

💧:Talking about hygiene, his hygiene is horrible. He can go weeks or months on end without cleaning himself, and has rashes because of it, and his skin complexion is not the best

💧:He has fleas, definitely has fleas

💧:He smells like dirty pond water, balsamic vinegar, and fermented BO

💧:He needs a bath badly

💧:Was bullied alot when he was younger, even by his own brother and his friends

💧:His clothes nearly always irritate him, there always so baggy and they make his skin absolutely crawl

💧:His stims through hitting himself, hand flapping, repeating quotes from things he likes, Gnawing on things, humming, and rocking

💧:He tends to go nonverbal alot of the time due to everyday being so overstimulating for him

💧: He has insomnia, and has gone many nights without sleep

💧:He doesn't drink water alot, I mean the man barely even cares for himself so I doubt he would drink water

💧:He doesn't like the texture of soap, the sliminess of it bothers him greatly

💧:His comfort foods are Boston cream donuts and banana pudding, he really likes the foods with sweet creamy textures

💧:He doesn't wash his hands with soap, like this was a joke at first but guys I DONT THINK IT'S A JOKE ANYMORE

💧:He rubs his scalp with his fingers to calm himself down or when he's overstimulated

💧:He special interest is wood carving, He tries his best to carve his animals and figures and what not.

💧:He picks strands of his hairs out sometimes

💧:His favorite movie growing up was Robin hood, he would fantasize about stealing from the rich giving to the poor and having zero worries

💧:The closest thing he's ever had to a mother figure is Jimmy's ex wife, she would occasionally comfort him when he was having an episode, panic attack, or was overstimulate

💧:He basically swaddles himself when he sleeps to feel the touch he desperately yearns for

💧:He always sleeps facing towards the door

💧:His father would get on him for every little mistake, so if he evers breaks something or messes up he starts to profusely apologize with tears even forming in his eyes

💧:He hates the every about broccoli, the texture, smell, and ESPECIALLY taste. He hated having to eat them as a kid and would immediately throw them up after

💧:He has a lot of fears, Doctors, Thalassophobia, Abandonment, The Dark, Social situation, etc

💧:To Destimulate he locks himself in the bathroom and sits either on the floor or in the tub and let's loose

💧:When he's overstimulated he pulls on his hair, and feels like his skin is crawling, and in the show he constantly does a little fidget of some sort where he roughly kinda wipes under his nose idk how to explain it but if you seen the show you know what I'm talking about

💧:He also has scars on his hands because he's accidentally cut himself with the chiseler before

💧: Nearly to never makes eye contact unless the person notices he isn't

💧:Also I know he can do some awesome parkour, in the show man's hopped of a building down to crates like it was nothing

💧:Idk but I have a feeling Jimmy has hit him before, like he still cares about him and all cause y'know brothers, but there's just one occasion where Jimmy's temper is worser than usual and he just snaps. Jimmy dore try his best to apologize after, but nonetheless Billy gets put up with alot.

💧:He finds it soothing when someone runs there fingers through his hair, especially if someone were to put there hand on his cheek, he would absolutely melt in your hands

💧:He will shy away from affection at first, but ya gotta warm up to him first till he finds you safe enough to trust

Well that's definitely enough Hc's for today, I do have a fic cooking up for Billy rn, but imma post that later. if y'all got any requests for Billy send em in, I advise you watch the show he's in cause it's pretty good, idk why my brain keeps hoping from person to person tho. I'm strangely contemplating if I should ever make smut with his character . Cause I love the little man to death

#billy knight #C.B Strike #joseph quinn #eddie munson #headcanons #my hcs #autism hc #he needs to be protected #He needs a bath #joe quinn #angst headcanon #angst

[usererics]

Joseph Quinn as Billy Knight in "C.B. Strike"

#joseph quinn #joe quinn #billy knight #c.b. strike #stranger things cast #*mine: edits #userallisyn #userkitkat #userridge #userrhi #userangelic #userange #userkam #strike #userspree

[denmark-street]

C.B. Strike season 6 to start filming in january

#C.B. Strike #strike (bbc) #rowlingblr #tom burke #Holliday Grainger #the ink black heart 🖤

[writing-fanics]

literally all of the characters joseph Quinn has played has either died or is suffering

Warning spoilers and mentions of abuse and death

Tom Grant (GF no longer loves him also has obsessives thoughts of thinking he’s cheating)

Arthur Havisham (Being manipulated by the man who he thought was a friend. Who knows his secret as blackmail is also abused by said friend)

Billy (dealing with a huge massive amount of guilt and trauma)

Leonard Bast (struggling to make ends meat to feed his wife and himself and gets fucked by people trying to help and ends up dying)

Enjolras (dies along side his friends fighting for what he believes in)

Eddie Munson (is called a so called freak and is forced to go on the run because he’s framed for a murder he never committed)

Prince Paul (was oblivious to his own wife infidelity and dosent find out till his mother gives him the letters)

#howards end #make up 2019 #joseph Quinn #dickensian #Leonard Bast #Tom Grant #Arthur Havisham #Billy c.b strike #C.B. Strike #Les miserable #Enjolras

[queer-book-character-tournament]

Character, book, and author names under the cut

Elliot Schafer- In Other Lands by Sarah Rees Brennan

Jordan Smythe- From A Certain Point Of View: The Empire Strikes Back by C.B. Lee

Marit Dzmare- A Memory Called Empire by Arkady Martine

Kiem Tegnar- Winter's Orbit by Everina Maxwell

#Elliot Schafer #In Other Lands #Sarah Rees Brennan #Jordan Smythe #From A Certain Point Of View: The Empire Strikes #Star Wars #C.B. Lee #Marit Dzmare #A Memory Called Empire #Arkady Martine #Kiem Tegnar #Winter's Orbit #Everina Maxwell #polls #lgbt books #queer book character tournament 2

[pollenallergie]

Morning Negotiations

Something short I wrote for Billy Knight because not enough people write for him.

Ps. I’ve really been struggling with writer’s block lately so that’s why I haven’t posted anything in a while. I know that I teased a part of my upcoming jitterbug x grub oneshot, but I’m honestly not sure when I’ll actually have that completely done and ready to post, so I’m sorry about that. Hopefully I can get my inspiration/motivation back soon.

If Billy had to pick his least favourite part about living with you, you guess that he’d probably pick the numerous alarms you use to wake yourself up in the morning, mostly because he expresses his dislike for them very openly.

“Turn it off,” Billy whines hoarsely as he pulls the duvet over his head in a feeble attempt to shield himself from the sounds of the overly peppy song you’d chosen for your alarm tone. It was a song you used to love, back when you’d first chosen it, but now both you and your partner loathe it entirely. This is the sixth time that song has sounded throughout the room this morning and you can tell Billy is beyond sick of it, but neither of you are quite ready to wake up yet.

You groan tiredly as you grab your phone off the nightstand and turn off the alarm before setting it down on your pillow and nuzzling back into your bed, ready to fall back asleep. A very tired Billy suddenly drapes one of his arms around your waist, pulling you closer to him as he rests his forehead against the space between your shoulder blades.

“No, turn ‘em all off,” he grumbles grumpily, “no more.”

You huff out humorously, “Can’t, baby, gotta get up for work.”

“Too early, sun’s not even up yet,” Billy points out before pressing a gentle kiss to your spine.

You yawn tiredly, finally opening your bleary eyes, before replying, “Training starts today, so I’ve gotta be at work an hour earlier.”

You then stretch out your back as best as you can while still trapped against your boyfriend’s front, the movement causing him to sleepily mumble incoherent complaints under his breath.

“Not lettin’ you go,” he pouts as he wraps his arms around you more securely, effectively pinning you to him, “ y’need your rest.”

While you certainly agree with him on that last bit, you also know that you need the money.

“I’ll tell you what, Billygoat, if you let me get up, I’ll grab takeaway from that Indian place on the corner on my way home tonight,” you say, attempting to bribe him.

“Butter chicken?” He asks simply, too tired for full sentences.

“Of course I’ll get butter chicken,” you assure him before offering, “I’ll even order extra naan if you do the dishes while I’m gone.”

“‘S gonna take more than extra naan to get me to do that,” he grumbles.

“Would a back rub sweeten the deal?” You inquire.

“Depends. Does it come with a happy ending?” He asks bluntly, his tone still heavy with sleep, causing you to laugh.

“It can,” you reply between bouts of laughter, causing him to smile and hum happily.

“Then you’ve got yourself a deal, pretty lady,” Billy murmurs as he reluctantly relinquishes his hold on you. You climb out of bed just as reluctantly, still not quite ready to leave your bed, stretching out your tired limbs once you’ve finally gotten up.

“Pleasure doing business with you, handsome man,” you remark before leaning over to plant a gentle kiss on Billy’s forehead, dotting a couple of kisses on his rosy cheeks too for good measure.

#billy knight x reader #billy knight strike #billy knight #billy knight fluff #billy knight blurb #c.b. strike #fuck j.k. rowling tho #billy knight thoughts #billy knight fic

[smileysinmypocket]

#C.B. Strike #Cormoran Strike #Tom Burke #my snapshots

[danasdreams]

Robin and Strike solving the case in Troubled Blood while using Bill Talbot notebook.

#strike #cormoran strike #robin ellacott #troubled blood #c.b. strike #bill talbot

[queeruscant]

Name: Chase Wilsorr Pronouns: he/him Era: Rebellion Appears in: The Empire Strikes Back; From a Certain Point of View: The Empire Strikes Back

Chase Wilsorr was a young, anxious, clumsy human man who delivered supplies around the Rebellion's Echo Base on Hoth. He knew every inch of the tunnels in Echo Base and used that knowledge to help people escape during the Empire's attack. He was romantically attracted to Jordan Smythe, a tauntaun handler, and the two shared a kiss as they successfully escaped the Imperial attack.

Check out Chase's profile video here!

Full profile under the cut:

Chase Wilsorrwas a member of the Rebellion who served as a kitchen hand and supply runner in Echo Base on the planet Hoth. He was an incredibly hard worker, but unfortunately, his clumsiness and anxiety held him back from what he considered the “important” jobs, like a soldier or sentry. He couldn’t even pass basic training. Chase’s rejections and demotions really lowered his confidence, even when others tried to reassure him that he was an important part of the Rebellion.

Even though Chase wasn’t a fan of his role, he was a great supply runner. He had helped construct the tunnels through the base when the Rebellion first arrived – and yes, he may have accidentally set his ion cannon a little too high and created a blast that got him demoted, but the point is that Chase was familiar with all of the tunnels in the base. Since he knew every nook and cranny and unused hallway, Chase was one of the fastest supply runners on Hoth.

Chase had a crush on Jordan Smythe, a handsome new tauntaun handler who valued Chase just as he was. Chase got super flustered around Jordan. He tripped over his words and blurted things out without thinking. On his caf runs – aka coffee runs – Chase kept Jordan’s drink in a separate thermos so that it would still be hot when he got to the tauntaun stables.

When the Empire attacked Echo Base, Chase’s “useless” skills ended up saving lives. Thanks to his knowledge of the tunnels, he was able to avoid cave-ins and lead countless medical workers, foot soldiers, communications officers, refugees, and more away from danger and to the evacuation shuttles. Chase put his own life on the line to go find Jordan, who was still in the tauntaun stables. Chase directed Jordan – and his tauntaun, Sunshine – through the base and just barely made it onto the last evacuation ship, the Bright Hope. As they flew away, Chase finally worked up the courage and asked Jordan for a kiss – a request that was happily accepted.

Though we learn about his story in “A Good Kiss” by C. B. Lee in From a Certain Point of View: The Empire Strikes Back, Chase actually first appeared in the film! You can see him cut between Leia and Han during their hallway argument when Han decides to leave.

#chase wilsorr #mlm characters #human characters #men characters #rebellion era #from a certain point of view: the empire strikes back #c.b. lee #queeruscant* #queer character profiles #star wars #queer star wars #queer star wars characters

[hjellacott]

A guide to the C. B. Strike series

They're based on the books by Robert Galbraith (J. K. Rowling) which are Cormoran Strike novels.

There is one season, made by the British Broadcasting Company, per book. They're in the following order:

The Cuckoo's Calling, 3 episodes.

The Silkworm, 2 episodes.

Career of Evil, 2 episodes.

Lethal White, 4 episodes.

Troubled Blood, 4 episodes.

The sixth book, The Ink Black Heart, was released late in 2022 and I don't really expect them to start filming it until late 2023 or early 2024 at the earliest. That'd mean Season 6 might have to wait until 2024/2025.

Book 7, The Running Grave, is predicted to come late in 2023, although no release date has been published yet. It's unlikely that filming it starts any time before 2025.

#cormoran strike #robin ellacott #c.b. strike #j. k. rowling #robert galbraith #bbc #british broadcasting company #tv #tv series #series #books #literature

[theamericanoutfit]

Holliday Grainger C.B. Strike Green Shearling Jacket

Product Specifications:

Inspired By: Holliday Grainger

External Material: Cotton Fabric

Inner: Faux Shearling Lining

Front: Buttoned and Zipper Closure

Collar: Hooded Collar

Color: Green

Pockets: Four at Front and One Inside

Sleeves: Full-length Sleeves

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#Holliday Grainger #Shearling Jacket #C.B. Strike

[draytnation]

Power wash

Billy Knight x Male/GN!Reader

Fluff

Just a fic about giving this dirty ass man a nice bath and some TLC

This is my first time writing a fic so I hope it's good atleast 💗

I had thought of making this as a lil silly joke but this man's hygienic state is NO JOKE

So basically your a close friend of Billy's and you've always noticed he never washes up frequently so you basically nag him into taking a bath and end up cleaning him yourself

After a long day of work you looked forward to nothing but resting in your warm bed, You finally get it setting your keys and coat in their respective places before throwing yourself on the couch and letting out a long sigh.

"Home sweet Home" You said, turning on the TV and resting for a bit.

You hear footsteps coming from upstairs as a heavily disheveled man peeks from behind the corner

"Hey Billy" You sigh turning your head towards him.

"Hey Y/N, how was your day at work" He responds

"Tiring" You said

Suddenly a musty odor fills your nose, you sniff the air to see where it's coming from to only turn back to Billy sensing that it's coming from him.

"Uhmm Billy question" You ask, covering your nose with your shirt

"Yeah ?" He said

"When was the last time you took a shower or bathe for any of that matter" You said

"Uhhhh I... Don't know exactly m-must've lost track" You squeaks nervously.

"Uh huh yeah, bath. Immediately." You ordered

"I'll do it tomorr-" He says before you cut him off

"Nope, Now come on" You said grabbing his hands and tugging him up stairs to the bathroom

You run the tap as you gather soap, rag, and a towel together setting them on the sink while you sit on the toilet seat.

"Alright let's get these clothes off of you" You said taking off his coat and unbuttoning his shirt, as we each layer falls various scars and cut begin to show. He wraps his arm around with a look of shame on his face

"I... I didn't want you to see me like this" He mumbled

you saw tears start to form at the corner of his eyes. You wrap your arms around and a hug him tight putting your head in the crook of his neck as

"Billy you know a few little scars don't bother me" you said, taking his scarred hand and kissing it.

The shame started to melt off his face, you slowly kissed up his arm all the way to his cheek, before pulling him back in for a hug. Ever since you met him you worried for him dearly, he never took care of himself and you always did your best to push him to try. You knew you were one of the only friends he had and would always promise to be there for him no matter what.

But your thoughts are cut short as you remember you still had the tap on.

"Don't worry I'll close my eyes and open em when your in the tub " You say with reassurance in your tone.

"Alright" Billy said wiping the tears from his eyes

You shut your eyes even covering them with your hands and turn to the door as he got fully undressed and you heard him get in the tub.

"You can open your eyes now Y/N" he said

You open them and grab the rag and get scrubbing, making sure every flake of dirt was off his body, the water started to dirt as you went on

"Billy you have to take better care of yourself, please" You said as you scrubbed his back.

"I know it's just... I've been trying is swear" He pouted, You grab his face softly and look into his eyes.

"Promise me" You whispered

"Promise" He said

You give his cheek a light peck, "Good" you said, you bust out the shampoo and start working on his scalp, his hair looking less shambled.

Billy had his small grin on his face and hum in enjoyment as you ran your soapy finger through his hair, then you suddenly splash him with water, giggling mischievously as he wiped the face from his face.

"Hey" He whined.

"What, just a little fun that's all" You joked

You get all the shampoo and soap off him and grab a towel

"Alright we're all done" You said as you hand him the towel and turn to the door again.

He wraps the towel around his waist and you head out the bathroom, you get some of his pajamas out the closet and lay them on the bed and sit on the bed to look out the window.

Billy hugs you from behind fully dressed, "Thank you Y/N" He said. You swore you heard him sniffle, "No problem, always happy to help" You said.

"No one's ever treated me the way you do, I just don't know what I'd do with you" he said holding you tighter.

"oh, you've always deserved better and I'm here to give you better, y'know I care and I'll never stop caring, I love you man" You said as you turned to him.

A glow lit up in his eyes and a heart warning smile grew on his face, you felt your face slightly heat up, seeing him happy was one of the greatest joys in you life and you couldn't help but melt on the inside seeing his goofy smile.

"Alright let's get your hair dryer off and then we'll head to bed" You said, as you start dabbing the towel and his head ruffling it until his head was dry.

You both lay in the bed tucked in, the moon beaming from the curtains as the room stood dark and quiet

"Goodnight Billy" You said

"Goodnight"

#billy knight #joseph quinn #fluff #he needs a bath #comfort #c.b strike #male reader #joseph quinn fic #eddie munson #joe quinn #eddie my beloved #angst #bathtime

[aphroditesbaby1616]

Damiana (c.b. oneshot)

♡ O/S Inspo: Damiana (otherwise known as loveseed) is used to increase the intensity of sexual magick, increase magical energy, divination, dreams/clairvoyance, enhance pleasure and increase psychic abilities.

♡ Summary: You & Carmy wake up extra early on your day off for some reason, so he knows a good way to put you both back to sleep.

♡ W/C: 1,737

♡ Posted Date: 04/18/2024

♡ A/N: OMG Thank you all for 100 followers what the actual heck!!! I want to give each and every one of you a forehead smoochin, thank you so much for hanging out with me and supporting my work! As per usual my requests are alwayyys open! For Carmy x Reader & Carmy x Sydney I woke up today at the asscrack of dawn for no reason at all, and was hit with a strike of writing lightning!! Just in time for my 100 follower celebration :D!!! I hope you enjoy this smutty smutty goodness. Sidenote - Taylor is releasing an album tomorrow so I am bouncing off the walls of my iron cage and gnawing at the bars I'M SO READY!!!! ANYWAYS enjoy my friends <3

♡ Warnings for BTC: Unedited (we die like men!!!)  Breeding kink, swearing, smut smut smut, fluffy needy Carmy, established relationship NO USE OF Y/N

➵ 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 ♡

➵ 𝘊𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 / 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘵 ♡

Early mornings with Carmy were your favorite. Well - the early mornings that he wasn’t jumping in the shower even before the sun had kissed the horizon. But these mornings. 

You woke up this morning at 4:52 - it was Sunday, your favorite day. Carmy & your day. The Bear was closed, the single day a week that it was - so it meant your loving, wonderful husband could stay in bed with you until 3 if he wanted.  

He’d told you many times before if you woke before him for some reason on your sacred together day, to wake him because he didn’t want to spend a moment without you - but for now, you watch. 

It wasn’t often you saw your beloved man like this, fully at peace. Well, other then when he fucked you - but while awake he never fully looked this peaceful. 

You carefully brushed his messy curls off of his forehead, dragging your nails across his scalp gently. You just couldn’t help it, you knew how much he loved it. 

‘Mmm?’ He grumbled, his voice thick and low, husky with sleep. 

“Sorry” you whispered, smiling a bit. You couldn’t help but think of a grizzly bear when he’d make noises like that. While he was in this half asleep - half awake state, he would grunt and huff and grumble, especially on Sundays. 

Just like any other day, his internal clock was on time - and today - he has 0 alarms set. 

“No ‘s fine been up” he said softly. 

You kissed his forehead tenderly, the faintest bit of mint sticking to his breath from last night when he brushed his teeth before practically crawling to bed since he was so exhausted. 

“Bear- it’s Sunday- go to sleep” you said, gently rubbing over his bare chest with your soft palm. 

“Damn birds” he grumbled, causing you to giggle. 

“Y’know it’s the boys, actually? Because the uh…the moms. They go out before the sun, to find breakfast. And the dads are - well. Scientists theorize - that the dads are calling the moms back to the nest, like an alarm the kids are up and hungry” you said softly. 

He hums in interest, rolling on his side with his eyes still closed and gently kissing down your neck as you spoke 

“All I heard was a really good reason we don’t have kids yet” he said, voice deep and thick with sleep. 

“Yeah yeah ok Mr ‘im gonna make you a mom’ “ you imitated his horny raspy voice and he chuckled, snaking his hand under your shirt and rubbing over your stomach gently 

“I am as soon as you take this fuckin thing outta y’r arm” he gently bites down on the inside of your bicep where your implant was, sucking gently, causing you to laugh. 

“I swear to god - your hormones Carm, it's like you’re ovulating or something” you teased and he snorts a laugh into your skin 

“Not my fault you make me horny in the morning” he reached up, palming your breast and squeezing gently 

“You were horny before you woke up fucker, I feel you” you teased, wiggling into his bulge that was pressing into your ass firmly. 

He moaned softly, rolling his hips into yours “Y’gonna help me out or do I have to go shower?” He teased with a grin. 

You roll your eyes playfully “gonna make me work before the sun is even fully in the sky?” You asked and he chuckled a bit 

“No. Just stay right like this. I can play with you, right?” He kissed your jaw gently, nipping at the sensitive part near your ear and soothing the sting with his tongue in a way that made you whine. 

“Yes. But I wanna feel good too” you said, voice needy already. It was quite embarrassing the effect he so easily had on you, he barely even had to try. 

“Oh of course princess, y’think I’d neglect my favorite toy? When have I ever left you without makin’ sure y’feel good mm?” He kissed the base your neck right at the top of your spine, spreading your thighs with his knee, your bodies flush together. 

“Well there was that one time-“ you teased as he pulled his cock out 

“Oh the one time I punished you f’r bein’ a brat.” He squeezed your hip and trailed his hand around your stomach, rubbing gently before dipping his fingers in your panties, finding your clit and humming in satisfaction when you whine hotly, arching into his frame further. 

“Cause you were wearing those slutty gray sweatpants and every bitch in the grocery store was staring at your dick print” you counter, causing him to chuckle, the vibration coursing through you since you were flush to him like one being.

“mmmm and is that why you’re so wet, cause you’re thinkin’ about me wearing something slutty?” He teased rubbing slow firm circles in the way that made you writhe and squirm. 

“Stop teasing before you nut all over my back” you smirk and he gasps, feigning offense. 

“Someone is mouthy this morning” he moved the fabric to the left, rubbing his thick cock over your folds easily with your slick aiding him, moaning softly. 

“Mmmm thank you” you rest your head back on his shoulder, eyes fluttering shut. “Feels soooo nice.” You mumble as he slowly rolls his hips, the head of his cock teasing your clit just enough. 

It wasn’t a full rub, not enough to make you cum for a while, but more a pleasant gentle massage. You felt his hand back on your stomach, rubbing short strokes up and down as he pants, in pure quiet bliss. That was something you adored about him-  whenever you were in public, he was shy, quiet. So quiet. But when you were alone together- the man didn’t have an off switch. 

Neither did you, but yours didn’t shut off in public, either. You did enough talking for the both of you, it was what drew him to you. The only time you made him more quiet, was when he was playing with you this way in the morning. You were pretty sure it was the time, his brain hadn’t fully woken yet - but he had one thought bouncing around like a DVD video logo his cock was achingly hard. 

“I’m probably gonna fall asleep but you’ll wake me right?” You asked and all you got in response was a breathy ‘mmhmm’ 

He gently bit down on your neck, then your shoulder, then your arm, causing you to giggle and look back at him as well as you could “you wanna suck on it. Don’t you.” You teased, referring to your implant. 

Another whiny ‘mmhmm’ and he rolls his hips a bit harder, causing you to moan as his tip ruts over your clit firmer 

“So sweet.” You smiled lazily, closing your eyes once more and humming “I love this Bear y’make me feel so good” you said softly and he whimpers 

“Fuckin’ hell y’too sweet. Lettin’ me play with you like this sweetheart, the sweetest girl” he praises, pushing the hair from your messy sleep off your forehead and kissing your temple. 

“Cus’ y’the best husband” you laced your fingers together and held your hands over your stomach. 

“Mmmm y’know I fuckin love hearin’ y’say that, right?” He rasps, hips getting sloppier and rougher as he got closer to his high. 

“I do every time I say my husband on the phone you blush. It's the cutest thing that you’re still feelin’ like we’re on our honeymoon 2 whole years later” you kissed his hand sweetly. 

“Cause I’m so fuckin’ lucky. Can’t fuckin’ believe y’agreed to take my last name babe. The way you say our last name is so fuckin pretty” he said, kissing your shoulder gently

“I feel so fancy with it. Mrs.Berzatto. Berzatto is so much cooler then my maiden name.” you said 

“Fuckin hell sweetheart im so close can I please cum in you?” He begged, his voice needy and wanting

“Of course Bear Y’don’t need to ask” you said and he released your hand, placing his palm at the base of your abdomen and slipping in, filling you to the hilt. 

You whimper, back arching slightly “mmm feel’so full” you mutter, gasping as he started a quick snap of his hips, jaw falling slack. 

“It’s so fuckin hot that I can feel myself fuck you” he pressed his palm firmer into your abdomen, angling himself in a way to both feel himself better, but also slide perfectly against your gspot 

“Yeah y’get so deep bear. Y’gonna fill me up? Y’gonna knock me up? Mmm?” You whine, your own orgasm approaching fast 

“Fuck yeah I am princess sh-iiit. Fuck gonna make y’a fuckin mom” he grunts, spreading your legs further and reaching down to rub your clit making you clench around him. 

He whimpers hips stuttering as he ruts into you, completely bottoming out trying to get as deep as he can as he empty’s his huge load into you, breathing hard and remaining still inside of you while he rubs your clit in quicker circles. 

He could tell you were on the edge because of the way you were clenching and unclenching around his now overstimulated cock, he wanted to get you there so he could remain inside of you for a while. 

“That’s it, my good girl. Thank you Angel, you took me so well. Y’can always handle whatever I give you it’s so fuckin hot.  Now I’m gonna make sure y’re all taken care of, mmm? Just like I promised” he said softly into the shell of your ear before kissing your head gently. 

“I’m cumming. I’m fucking cumming - oh- fuck-“ you whine, thighs shaking as some of your mixed arousal drips down his balls to his thigh. 

“Gooood. Tha’s it, good girl” he praised, slowing his fingers to a slow rub as he worked you down. 

“Mmm that was so nice Carmy” you hummed, looking back and kissing his lips lovingly. 

“So nice princess. Thank y’for letting me” he kissed the tip of your nose gently “can I stay in a little longer” he kissed your jaw gently 

“Course- I was actually gonna ask you to. I like falling asleep like this” you laced your fingers together holding your interlocked hands over your belly.  “Y’so fuckin perfect” he mumbled into the skin of your neck.

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[kwistowee]

#protect him at all costs JOSEPH QUINN as BILLY KNIGHT C.B. Strike 3.01

#jqedit #billy knight #cb strike #strike #joseph quinn #joe quinn #bbcedit #josephquinnedit #userangelic #userridge #usermaguire #userrobin #userallisyn #cinemapix #filmtvcentral #mediagifs #tvedit #dailyflicks #userthing #my*gifs #userbbelcher #chewieblog #i would defend him with my life #trying to make these look less drab/dark was a delightful puzzle

[ellavatorz]

Lost in The Fire | c.b. x reader

prompt: things get a little heated when the right song comes on. and this time, there’s a new fire blazing through you.

tags/cw: pain!play, handcuffs, edging, fingering, bare-backing.

a/n: for the lovely anon who requested this. <3 it’s a bit of a lengthy one. Enjoy!

a/n: pic is not mine, found on Pinterest.

*

“That’s a wrap.”

a day’s worth of filming had come to an end. It was a rather jam-packed day, which meant the process to unwind would unfold a lot easier than usual.

“Sure is.” You exhale, eyes fluttering with exhaustion. You flit through a playlist to fill the quietness while the two of you tidy up your bedroom/workplace.

“I’m exhausted,” Colby yawns while storing away his camera and other recording equipment. You hum in agreement.

‘I wanna fuck you slow with the lights on’

Your hand pauses from where it sits atop the desk, stilling with curiosity. You’re not sure what exactly rips through you, but suddenly you’re entranced.

Your legs fail to move and all you can do is try to find Colby’s eyes.

And you do.

As if summoned himself, he’s in a similar position to you, only his hands are stiff at his sides. He arches a brow, questioning. Your mouth slowly falls agape as you begin to speak.

“What—“

‘And I just want a baby with the right one’

“The song choice is interesting, love.” Colby’s quick to cut you short of any explanation before you can utter a word more. His gaze strikes a fire within the pit of your stomach. You know it all too well.

“What’re you implying, Brock?” Your eyes bore into his with every stride he takes to reach you. Toe to toe, a silent battle takes place. Who’s to break first? It’s either you or him.

And in this moment, it’s you.

Your lips catch his in a feverish kiss. Everything becomes a blur as the two of you mold into each other, dips and curves puzzling together with vigor.

“Gonna fuck me, Cole? hm?” Your voice is sultry, dipping into a low growl. His hands find their way into your hair, tugging impatiently.

“Bound to find out, baby.” He answers monotonously. Your eyes meet just before your back hits the mattress and his form hovers above yours.

Your hips move rhythmically against each other, staggering in pace once his hand dives past your jeans and beneath the panties you sport. With a humid heave, you rid yourself of your clothing and trap him beneath you.

“Allow me to show you who the fuck you’re talking to, pretty boy.” A hiss escapes his lips as you grip his wrists in one hand and reach for the handcuffs on the bedside table with the other.

Convenient, you think.

Once his hands are bound, you’re left to strip him of all of his layers until he’s left bare. Your gaze catches on the goosebumps on his skin and grin spreads across your face.

“Y/N, let me go and I’ll show you how it’s done.” Colby insists, eyes boring deep into yours. You’re almost convinced.

“No,” you say through bared teeth. You’re smiling devilishly as you reach for his cock, causing him to flinch in surprise. “I don’t think I will.”

“Y/N, come on, let me just—“

“I’m in charge. So shut your mouth.” You instruct coldly, tightening your grip around his girth. He inhales sharply, wincing at the pressure.

Colby writhes under your touch as you continue to squeeze harder as you reach his tip. You release him, his cock nearly bouncing onto his stomach.

“Fucking hell.” He groans. His thighs tense when you return your hold.

This time, your hold is gentle. You hum in satisfaction when he moans gently.

Then, he’s whimpering.

You slap at the head, allowing it to bounce off of his abdomen before cuffing him at the base, squeezing.

“Shit, wait—“ he hisses, bringing his legs together as you tug at his cock with a vice like grip.

“Stop? You want me to stop?” You ask slowly, eyes swarming with concern before meeting his. His gaze screams go. He enjoys it.

“No.” He rasps hurriedly, the handcuffs rattling with his movement. “Keep.. keep going.”

“My my, is that any way to talk to your princess?”

A smirk uncoils on his lips before fading in an instant. He’s enraptured in the act you’ve put on, and god he fucking loves you.

“Please, princess. Please keep going.” He pleads.

Content with his response, you continue. Only this time with your mouth. Your cheeks hollow with intensity, fitting his length into your mouth as much as you can. His moans fill the room and soon enough, you’re by far aroused too.

Coming off with a pop, your lips release his cock with a string of saliva. Almost immediately, you move to touch yourself. Reaching a hand between your legs, you take a hold of your folds and give it a tug.

Colby nudges your leg impatiently with his own.

“Let me taste you, please princess.”

“Not now,” you redirect his gaze to the bedside table. You both know what’s inside; a few dildos, vibrators, anything and everything you’d need for a night like this. This time, however, it’s different.

“It’s my turn.” You say with a pep in your tone. You tear open the drawer with an intensity unlike before. Reaching for a vibrator, a smile creeps onto your face.

“Princess,” Colby beckons. And fuck, if only you weren’t as needy for this right now. You’d be up on his dick so fast.

Making your way towards him on the bed, you reach your hand towards your middle again, feeling a fresh load of wetness coat your hand. Bringing it towards his cock, you lather him in what you can before powering on the toy.

Your eyes meet for a minute as you bring it close to him. He arches a brow.

“What are you—“

The vibrations against the head of his cock send trembles throughout his body. He curses, jolting with eagerness for more.

“Shit, baby—“

“Shut it.” You snap, removing the toy. He exhales shakily, nodding.

“Good boy.” You commend. “Now stay still.”

Brining the toy to his tip, you watch as his eyes roll back and his jaw falls agape with pleasure. You feel yourself ripping at the seams yourself. His moans get breathier as you allow the toy to roam along his length.

Shit, he’s close.

Removing the toy, you bring a hand in its place, capturing his cock in yet another vice like grip. A throaty groan escapes him and he’s instantly searching for your eyes. You smile crookedly at him, earning yourself a glare from him.

“What the fuck?” He hisses.

“Be good,” you remind him. His head falls back in defeat.

“Get me the fuck out of these.” Colby sneers, tugging at his restraints.

With a shake of your head, you bring the toy back to life and apply to his girth yet again. A loud moan escapes him, knuckles whitening with the pressure he applies to the handcuffs.

In the blink of an eye, he’s free. You’re not sure exactly how or what he manages to do in that split moment, but in the next you’re pinned to the mattress and your cunt is being abused.

You whimper with each pump his fingers manage to work into you. Colby continues with a sloppy pace, not once feeding into your mercy as he fucks you raw with his digits.

You’re not sure how many are inside of you, but it’s not long after that they’re replaced with his cock. And shit, he’s bare. The skin of his cock rub against your velvety walls with a vigor your own libido can match.

“Fuck Colby,” you gurgle, your voice constricting with the force he applies into his thrusts. A moment passes before you’re leaking across the duvet.

“Marking your territory, pup?” He murmurs into your ear, continuing his movements though they’re a tad slower now.

“Shut— fuck— up.” You growl. Your hands subconsciously reach for him, dragging your nails across the expanse of his back as he drags his tongue across your throat.

“Kiss, please. Kiss.” Your body writhes with overstimulation. You want more, need more.

Drawn to you, he obliges. Leaning down to connect your mouths, Colby groans against your lips as he unwinds.

Finally, his pace staggers to a pause. You can feel his warmth leaving your entrance and pooling underneath you.

Your breaths shallow out into light huffs of air as the two of you collect yourselves. At this time, you’re unaware of the mess the two of you have made or the time that’s passed. In this moment, it’s just the two of you enjoying each other’s presence, tangled within the sheets and glowing with euphoria.

“So much for being exhausted.” Colby rasps, falling beside you.

You nudge his side with your elbow, gaining a hiss out of him. He cups your face with one hand, dragging his lips across yours in a warm kiss.

“I’ve gotta play that song more often.”

#colby brock imagine #colby brock fanfic #colby brock #colby brock x reader #colby brock x you

[queer-book-character-tournament]

Character, book, and author names under the cut

Mac Coyle- Paper Girls by Brian K. Vaughan

Chase Wilsorr- From A Certain Point Of View: The Empire Strikes Back by C.B. Lee

Wen Kexing- Faraway Wanderers / Tian Ya Ke by Priest

Corin Cadence- Arcane Ascension by Andrew Rowe

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