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neon-junkie · 1 year
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a chibi Flaco for your troubles
(this is a repost of my old art since i changed usernames. please do not repost!)
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redemptionbaby · 1 year
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Missed you lots, glad to have you back! How would the gang react to a Reader who gets migraines?
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Charles makes herbal scent sachets that he hopes will help.... But mostly he just pats your back.
Arthur forces everyone else to shut up. No more singing from Swanson, no more of Molly and Dutch fighting, no more scoldings from Grimshaw, none of that while his baby has a headache.
Sean will leave. It hurts him, but he knows it's for the best if you need quiet.
Flaco teaches you one of those tricks where you like tap a rhythm on your temples and clench your eyes shut and he flicks the back of your neck and it's gone. It works every time. Almost supernaturally.
I hate to say it but.... If you're a guy Dutch is gonna tell you to man up and get over it. But if you're a pretty girl he's gonna be like "Everyone stop literally everything. I have to order you all to do something as a superficial gesture so I can impress a woman."
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scarfacemarston · 2 years
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It all sort of happened quietly but the lead writer for rdr left rockstar Kojima-style bc of the similar direction the company is taking. Afterward nothing new ever came about, no dlc, no continued online content, and no attempt to even look like they were trying. It’s really sad but we’ll probably never have any official rdr game content come out again. The closest we could probably get is the writer making a new western series, since with all the grace they gave it after he left I doubt rockstar would be kind enough to let him take the IP and characters with him even once it’s completely dead.
Tbh it sort of feels like the entire gaming industry is in a dark age? I’m having a hard time thinking of one major company that hasn’t heel turned towards pay-to-win mechanics and child gambling. It’s such bullshit
Ah, that makes sense. What a damn shame. As I've said before, I was surprised their corporate minds didn't think that there is SO much money that could be made out of the series. I am still finding lost files for rdr 2, but nothing that says anything about a DLC. Just cut content. It’s obnoxious that they couldn’t even finish the story for us. Even if it would be one final set of missions
Red dead online ONE as in Red Dead Online from the FIRST Red dead game is actually still up and running and pretty active. I have the game on ps3 and I THINK those who stream it can access it as it is. You can play as ANY character from the game. IF you have access to it, I highly recommend you play it. It’s not the same as rdr 2 online, but it has a lot of good going for it. Today was the funeral, I think I heard?  I didn’t get to attend. I’m out of town for work.  Poor OC Alex and poor Abigail Marston don’t get to have their days in the sun anymore. (Actually, you can play as Abigail in red dead online 1, but still.) I have to agree with you. Gaming culture needs a revamp and it starts with the creators. People are like, "Why do you focus on so many older games/fandoms." Games are broken upon release . There are too many transactions as you said. Finally, they are too damn expensive and we can't even get the tech right. Except for Lego Star Wars which I waited for reviews, I haven't bought any "new" games. I always wait at least a year or two. Which apparently makes content "Too old". To be fair, RDR 1 was from 2010 and the 2nd one was 4ish years ago. And then fandoms can also make or break the experience. RDO has brought a lot of people together and a lot of people have made friends. I have. But the friends I have now agree with me that it's so expensive to buy games and have the time/energy to play them. It takes more effort. RDR woke something up in people. I think there are other games like that, but as things break down, that's becoming less and less. Vampire the Masquerade is my other huge favorite game series. Vampire the Masquerade Bloodlines from 2004ish was a disaster but it still had a lot going for it. The community of developers still came together and VTM Bloodlines is STILL beloved and thriving. I personally am not interested in anything. Bloodlines 2 had a little promise years ago, but again, the writers were LET GO after they did a ton of the writing and they basically wanted to steal a lot of the work (FROM WHAT I UNDERSTAND). A new publisher has picked it up. but I don't trust it either. It's just going to fail ad games like VTM Swansong just doesn't have the same magic, and horror. Same with the so called visual novels or IPs like Werewolf the Apocalypse. Game IPs that have been around for decades. Hell, even animal crossing and other nintendo games are going for some seriously shady practices.  It is what it is and it's so unfortunate. It really is.
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dalekofchaos · 6 months
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ateliersss · 3 months
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Red Dead Redemption 2
...is part of The Bookshelf.
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Arthur Morgan
He Used To Be Mine
Crimson Snow
Young Love
Hibernate
Just Friends Summary: You’ve been good friends with Arthur for some time, and when he visits Mary, your jealousy gets the better of you.
Happy Ending Summary: When the gang splits and Dutch shows his true colors, you and Arthur grab the gang's money from deep within Murfee Brood Cave and escape to live a happy life together. 
A Selfless Act Summary: Your former partners abandon you in the mountains. Luckily, you come across a lonely cowboy who saves you from freezing to death.
Chance Encounter Summary: You have been working on Emerald Ranch as long as you can remember. One day, you notice a cowboy who from this day on seems to appear more often to do business with Seamus. You are not sure why, but this man has your fullest attention.
My Last Confession Summary: A robbery goes awry and you find yourself fighting for your life.
Lost and Found Summary: After getting separated from the gang, you thought you would never see Arthur or any of the other Van Der Linde’s again. That is, until you run into a familiar outlaw in the streets of Rhodes.
The Gala Summary: Dutch and Hosea take you out on your first job to a fancy gala. And Arthur isn’t too happy about it.
First Kisses Summary: Robbing rich folk in Saint Denis takes an unexpected turn, when Arthur and you are running from the law and in order to blend in, Arthur decides to kiss you - not knowing he had taken your first kiss. After finding out about it he hopes for a chance to redeem himself.
Placeholder Summary: You and Arthur have been together for a while, but Arthur gets another letter from Mary and goes to see her. You overhear their conversation, and it wasn't what you were hoping…
The Job Offer Summary: You get an offer for an honest job outside of the gang, making Arthur begin to confront his feelings for you. 
No Offense Summary: You unintentionally offend Arthur while out in town.
Violet Flowers Summary: You find John Marston staring at you longer than you'd come to appreciate. As you confront your friend, he can't help but let it slip that Arthur has a big surprise for you.
Our Dear, Green Little Friend Summary: Oh, jealousy. When the thought of you straying too close to the comfort of Charles, the green monster claws its way into Arthur’s head.
The Final Choice Summary: Arthur has to make a choice, you or Mary?
Delicate Summary: When Arthur and the gang are out in Valentine, you can’t help but notice that he left his journal by his bedside, unattended. You’re aware that Arthur is never careless enough to leave something so valuable to him in camp and see you see it as an opportunity. Upon reading his journal, you discover something that changes everything…
Spark (Series) Summary: An impulsive and reckless girl who stands for everything Arthur tries to overcome joins the gang. Even worse, she is related to Micah Bell. What starts off as a relationship of mistrust and hate slowly transforms into a beautiful, deeper connection, as both parties realise that there is more to the other person than what meets the eye at first.
Your Protector Summary: Arthur comes to your rescue while you’re being harassed.
A Proper Woman Summary: After getting all dressed up for a day on the town, you need Arthur's help getting off a corset.
Low Below 0°C Summary: You’ve just escaped from Blackwater, barely ducking from bullets that were shot your way. Your trusted horse, however, wasn’t so lucky. Stuck in Colter with no stables to buy a horse from, Arthur decides to go out and get you one, but not just any one, a White Arabian. Is the horse the only thing he’s bringing back?
A Bastard Child Summary: After finding out that the reader is pregnant with his child, Arthur can’t help but think about Eliza and Isaac. Hosea comes to find him when after Arthur stayed away from camp for a while.
I'll Be Here in the Morning Summary: Words spoken so late at night are not always the most honest.
Accused of Love Summary: It reaches your ears that there in camp goes on a bet that you and Arthur will end up together. You decide that as an involved party you should get a cut from it, and go on to make sure that the bet is won.
Can't Buy Me Love Summary: Almost everyday like clockwork, Arthur brings you gifts like some sort of offerings. Is he trying to win you over? It doesn’t matter though, because you already like him, but a personal conflict is keeping you from telling him that. Until…
Walk Cut Short Summary: The tension hung thick and heavy as you walked down the deserted main street of Rhodes. “This don’t feel right,” said Arthur. That would be an understatement, you thought as you looked around the town that usually bustled with people, currently looking like a ghost town. Suddenly, a gunshot rang, sending everyone in action, and you on the ground. Was this it for you?
Liquid Courage Summary: Confessing your love to Arthur while he’s drunk is a great plan, since he wasn’t going to remember it in the morning, right?
Protector Summary: You can defend yourself. Arthur knows this. But he makes sure Micah knows you aren’t the only reason he should keep his hands to himself.
Defender, Protector, Keeper Summary: Arthur steps in to help you with your son after a run in with Micah.
More Take Than Give Summary: After Blackwater, things are only getting more strained between you and Arthur. 
Loyalty and Liabilities Summary: Sometimes you can’t help but to stand up for Arthur when Dutch talks down on him. 
Intuition Summary: You fear Arthur may have done something horrible. 
Captive Summary: On your way back to camp, the O’Driscolls attack.
Lake Summary: He's walking in on you bathing.
Graphite and Gratitude Summary: After a difficult day in camp coming to a head when Micah crosses a line, Arthur comforts you in an unexpected way - by sharing his journal with you.
Drunken Flirtations Summary: Arthur is drunk, and some drunken flirtation ensues between the two of you.
Downtime and a Bath Summary: You take a part time job at a hotel near camp, hoping to find some leads on potential jobs for the Gang. Being called away from your normal duties to give a gentleman a Deluxe bath, the last person you expect to find in the tub is the Gang's enforcer, Arthur Morgan.
The Art Of Thievery Summary: A curious evening in the Parlour House when you meet a certain deputy.
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Charles Smith
Beer Bottles and Broken Fingers Summary: Charles doesn’t like how Micah speaks to you.
Lake Summary: He's walking in on you bathing.
The Protrait of Charles Smith
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Dutch Van der Linde
No Title Summary: Dutch seems like a stranger to you now and maybe it’s time to take a step back.
Of Cigars and Delicate Flowers Summary: Dutch just wanted to get new cigars. Who knew you had to save him.
Thus With a Kiss I Die
Bruises
Pregnant?
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Micah Bell
Lilacs Summary: Someone keeps leaving flowers on your bedroll. Guess you have a secret admirer.
Lake Summary: He's walking in on you bathing.
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Hosea Matthews
That Old Time Feeling
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Flaco Hernandez
Home With You Summary: You hadn’t seen Flaco in ages, so decided to pay him a visit.
Mrs. Hernandez Summary: Whilst finally being reunited with your sweetheart, Flaco calls you something that he’s never called you before, and you love it.
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Sean MacGuire
I Will Always Come Back
All I Need
Home
No Title Summary: Sean seems to have disappeared, but on his return he seems to have a strange surprise with him, and is it for you?
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slicedmayonnaise · 2 months
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I want to take a moment to talk about one of my favorite characters in RDR2: Kieran Duffy.
I've seen a few posts on my timeline recently about him and people's different interpretations of him and head canons of him. So, I'm going to add my two cents.
Now, this is my personal head canon about what type of person Kieran is and some of this may be GROSS mischaracterization.
Let's begin with the facts.
Kieran is NOT some weak, innocent, stuttering, scared man. He IS the sassy man apocalypse! He is not afraid to stand up for himself or others when he feels he needs to. He saves Arthur, for one. He is also one of the characters who can knock Arthur out and kick him out of camp when he's being an asshole. We can also see him standing up for himself to people like Javier and Sean during camp interactions. He also draws his pistol when Milton and Ross show up to camp and threaten the gang in chapter 3. He is an army vet and was part of another gang before he was taken by the O'Driscolls.
Now let's get into my personal head canons.
First of all, I don't believe Kieran Duffy is actually his name. When Arthur first asks Kieran his name, he says "I don't know" and after Arthur threatens him a bit more, he comes up with Kieran Duffy. And we of course know outlaws are notorious for using pseudonyms. We see the others use them constantly throughout the game.
Why would Kieran lie about his name though? Easy. Because he is actually secretly a badass, cold-blodded ex gang leader.
Stay with me now.
I believe Kieran was actually the leader of the gang he ran with before the O'Driscolls. And I believe he was a big time outlaw just like Colm or Dutch or Flaco Hernandez.
Why? Because why would Colm waste his time attacking and kidnapping some random guy he found camping in the woods? There had to be a reason. But I'm getting ahead of myself. Let's rewind.
I believe in leading his gang, Kieran became greedy and corrupt, just like Dutch did. And I believe he, like Dutch, led all of the men (and maybe women) that followed him straight to hell. One by one, they were picked off, just like with the Van Der Linde gang. And I believe the last of them were killed when Colm attacked. Maybe he was originally after Kieran for the price on his head, but decided he was more valuable to him alive. Surely if he's a big time outlaw, Kieran had thousands of dollars stashed away, which Colm would have obviously taken along with Kieran. Maybe the money he got from Kieran was more than the reward he would've gotten for Kieran's head, so he gave Kieran the choice to work for him or die with the last of his gang. Kieran obviously chose to work for Colm because he was afraid to die.
Obviously, Kieran would have felt a lot of guilt because of his gang, and would have gone through a lot of torture at the hands of the O'Driscolls. We can see in the beginning of the game that Colm is abusive towards him, which isn't surprising. He is also malnourished prior to the gang starving him as a means of making him talk. And let's look at how horrified he is at the thought of betraying Colm. He says himself that Colm is an evil man, and he expresses to Sean how scared he is of Colm. This experience would've definitely humbled him and watered him down from the tough outlaw he once was. Much like John, he no longer wanted to be a part of the outlaw life. He just wanted to live quietly with his horses and go fishing. And that's the version we get of him after he finally settles in with the Van Der Linde gang.
I also think Kieran is bisexual and gender fluid. I think he was a lot for femme presenting before he got taken by the O'Driscolls, just given his mannerisms and the way his hair is cut. It looks like he had long hair and chopped it all off Mulan style. I believe, similarly to Javier in rdr1, he stopped taking care of his looks after he joined up with Colm. He cut his hair and let his facial hair grow out, as he lost his desire for vanity.
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cowboyfromh3ll · 6 months
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Would you ever write for Flaco Hernandez? Our big mountain man needs love 🫣😫😁
I low-key forgot he existed 💀 yes of course I'll write for him. I love writing Mexican characters
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neon-junkie · 1 year
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big Flaco, my dear husband <3!!
(this is a repost of my old art since i changed usernames. please do not repost!)
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allzelemonz · 3 months
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If you write for flaco hernandez, could u write one for him where the reader is a young gunslinger who comes up to the mountains to challenge him to a duel and idk things get spicyy.
Flaco isn’t one I’m usually into but I might try because I like this idea <3
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newhanovere · 2 years
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Oohhh omg these look so fun! 💖 Could I please ask:
12 - deluxe baths or bathe alone?
25 - favorite gunslinger encounter?
hi j!!! im so glad you like them!
12. deluxe, always! it might seem kinda silly but idk, i love the idea that arthur gets to relax and just chat with someone for a few minutes. like therapy but obviously also not at all like that. also it’s sweet that they always kiss his forehead. i think they know he’s a big softie.
(john, however, bathes himself. i believe he’s fully committed to abigail by the time of the epilogue! but i also think he’s not an idiot and isn’t about to let it be known in all of blackwater that john marston gets deluxe baths. not worth it.)
25. black belle all the way! an ACTUAL badass gunslinger (although flaco hernandez was pretty badass too!) who you get to help instead of having to fight? i love arthur’s little line about how if “she was younger and he was in the market for a woman to go killing with…” it’s just such a funny little character moment, and you can tell he really admires her.
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scarfacemarston · 11 months
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Arthur & John Meet Black Belle & the other outlaws part 2
Beginning and end of the quest here. Shame the developers didn’t bother to make the journals more unique. This is one of the signs that they ran out of town, because a lot of the other missions have unique journals, but the other half doesn’t. Arthur:
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Transcript: Met Emmet Granger. I cannot think of a single man I have enjoyed seeing dead more than this bastard. Pig shit and hatred and he still threw a knife at me. John:
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Transcript: Found Emmet Granger for that book. I cannot think of any bastard I have enjoyed seeing dead than this fool. Pig shit and hatred and he threw a knife at me. Flaco’s Story: Arthur:
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Transcript: Found Flaco Hernandez for that silly book. Killed him Bastard jumped out of the way but I still got him. Didn’t seem like the type I was going to befriend, anyway. John:
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Transcript: Found Flaco Hernandez for that hook about Gunslingers a (two?) bit outlaw. Killed him. He jumped out of the way but I still got him. Didn’t seem like a man I was going to befriend, anyway. Billy Midnight Arthur:
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Transcript: Guess Billy Midnight never escaped his past. Guy was deranged about shooting some fella in the back or in their sleep or something else very sensible in my opinion. Anyway, guilt had consumed him, so like a real proper gentleman, he tried to kill me. John:
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Transcript: Seems Mr Billy Midnight never escaped his past.  Guy was deranged about shooting some fella in there sleep or something else very sensible from years ago. Anyway, this guilt had consumed him, so like a real nice fella, he tried to kill me.  Black Belle: Arthur:
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Transcript: Black Belle - what a woman. If she was younger and I was in the market for a woman to go killing with, what a pair we would have made. She told me old boy Calloway was a poser and a liar. Big surprise.
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Transcript: Black Belle - what a woman if she was younger and I was in the market for a woman to go killing with - what a pair we could have made.  She told me old boy Calloway was a poser and a liar - Big surprise. Note: I don’t feel like the note fits them both? John and Abigail easily had that opportunity and likely did work together. She worked as an outlaw (not prostitute) in the gang until she became pregnant and it’s obvious that she has killed before. For Arthur - he does have Sadie in that role whether you view them as romantic or not.
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red-dead-do-over246 · 2 years
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hey, would you ever write for flaco hernandez? that old gunslinger doesn’t get enough love
I don't think I could only because I wouldn't do him justice. I may not share such a huge appreciation for him, so I don't think I could write for him and not get exhausted.
I enjoy writing for the Van der Linde boys, and I obviously have my favorites, so I'm just going to stick with them.
But thank you for asking! And I get what you are saying, and it's tough when minor characters don't get enough love.
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daemonoferror · 3 years
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Friendly little reminder that Flaco Hernandez cares about his gang so much he knew all of their names and was worried when they didn't respond.
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rodeo-boots · 3 years
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Could you write something for Flaco x f reader who is really short? NSFW if you want with some size difference, please!
This is entirely NSFW, I hope that's okay!!
Rating: Explicit
Words: 1343
AO3
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You weren't tall. By all means, you sometimes felt tiny while standing next to other people, most of all Flaco Hernandez, who you've been well-acquainted with for a while.
He wasn't your lover, wasn't more than a partner in crime, but sometimes, the both of you helped each other out... wherever you could.
It wasn't rare that he asked for your company, that he asked you to stay the night at his cabin. Sometimes there really was a snowstorm that prevented you from riding back home. But most days, you could easily pretend that was the case.
Tonight was no different.
You had arrived as always, had told him of the job you've finished and refused to take his reward. Because, really, you weren't doing any of this for money anymore. Every time you came to see him, it was a pleasure more than anything.
"So, Miss... is it time to go already?" He asked, his breath shaping clouds in front of his face.
Why he lived up here, in the cold and frost, you had never understood. You doubted you ever would.
"Depends," you replied, resting your hip against the desk he sat on. "Would you like some company tonight?"
You surely would, and you knew him well enough to tell that he thought the same way.
He took you in, eyes roaming your shape, or what was visible behind your layers of clothing. "It would be a pleasure." Always so damn courteous. You had believed him to be nothing but a rough and tough gunslinger, but it turned out he could be sweet as summer wine.
A smile shaped upon your lips, and you settled by his side to stay. After all, the warmth of his body next to yours beat the cold outdoors by lengths.
It didn't take long before things escalated between you two. Really, it never did.
Before the night had fully broken, you were already straddling his lap, his powerful thighs beneath your slimmer ones, and his big palms holding your waist so easily.
He was sucking and nipping at the skin of your jaw, planted kisses along your neck and up to your ear. His lips weren't soft, but they were perfect that way, your lips parting at the ticklish sensation of his mustache rubbing against your skin.
"You're so tiny, little bird," he whispered, teeth pulling on your earlobe until your breath hitched and a shiver ran down your spine. "Always hidin' in those huge coats to look bigger than you are, huh?" His assumption wasn't wrong, though you preferred the thick pelts solely to stay warm whenever you were close to his cabin.
Right now, there was nothing better than taking them off, however, nothing better than to allow him to take you in for what you were. His eyes followed your every motion when he leaned back, admiring you the moment you were left in only a shirt and pants.
"You only show yourself to Flaco, don't you?"
He could get possessive, but if that didn't turn you on, nothing would. "Of course," you mumbled, rolling your hips to offer him some friction. The space within his pants had to get smaller by the second, and you wondered how long he'd be able to stay patient.
Grumbling in apparent satisfaction, Flaco's hands wandered up your sides, fingers teasing at the hem of your shirt. "Think you're ready for me?" He asked, and you had the audacity to smirk and grind down on his bulge again, eliciting a deep groan from his mouth.
Flaco didn't waste a second. He scooped you right up into his arms, carrying you with ease while your legs wrapped around his waist.
While he carried you over to the bed, his lips mapped out the bare skin of your neck, teeth teasing your pulse point. But before you were able to react, to do more than take in another sharp breath, he had already dropped you onto the mattress, climbing over you and covering you entirely with his massive body.
In comparison to you, he was a beast of a man; most of all with his thick coat. You didn't have any complaints about that, however.
"Fuck me," you demanded, out of breath without him needing to do as much as touch you.
A single look of his was often enough to undo you, and right now, you've had plenty of those focused on yourself already.
He grumbled again, fingers hooking under your waistband to pull your pants down a little bit. Just enough to expose your dripping cunt.
You took in another breath, cold meeting your sensitive sex, your legs trying to close while he only pressed them up against your own chest.
Shit. You didn't know you were this flexible.
"Looks like someone's hungry?" The smile was evident in his tone of voice, thick fingers dipping in between your wet folds with ease.
You gasped, unable to deny his statement when your excitement was more than just obvious. If only he'd stop playing with you.
"It'd only be fair to treat my lady well, don't you think?" He muttered, first one and then another finger pushing into your tight heat, stretching you more than your own ever could.
He didn't even have his cock out yet, and you were already close to coming undone, your thighs quivering when he brought his fingers deeper and crooked them to massage your sweet spot.
Your fingers curled in the blankets, lips parting to release a needy moan. "Right there– please." Any sort of challenge had long since left you, your body needing more in this very moment, needing the release you haven't had in quite some time.
But Flaco grew confident at your shameless display, pulling his soaked fingers out and circling your clit only once, before his touch was gone for good.
Unable to squirm much when one of his hands still kept your ankles secure, you could only wait until he had opened up his bottoms, staring at his reddened erection while pre-cum spilled off the tip and onto the blankets.
You liked your lips at the sight, knowing that Flaco wouldn't want to make himself wait now, the man moving closer as he grabbed the inside of your knees, pushing them further down while he thrust in. With one swift stroke, he had bottomed out within you, the breath forcefully knocked out of your lungs at the stretch you'd never grow used to.
Whimpering when he pulled back out, you remained trapped beneath him, blood rushing within your ears while he started to take what was his without any care about your difference in size.
"So tight," he bit out, holding onto you with enough strength to leave bruises, your tangled pants and underwear only rendering you completely incapable of moving.
How he managed to fit, you still hadn't figured out, holding onto the sheets as he started to pick up the pace.
Each deep stroke knocked you backwards, made you gasp out and your vision darken. It felt good, much too good to be true – the fact that he could oh-so-easily crush you under his weight only making your heart race that much quicker.
You cried out, and he took that as his cue to go even harder. His balls slapped against your wet skin with each thrust, the sound of his grunts and groans mingling with your own pleasurable noises.
Of course you didn't last, couldn't hold back when he angled his hips and pounded into the most sensitive areas within your cunt, your body clenching around him when you came near entirely untouched.
Only his cock had gotten you off, your breath harsh and erratic, hips stuttering while he kept going, thrusting deep and hard while your walls milked him for his release.
At the last moment, he pulled out, making a proper mess of your bare thighs and your cunt, his seed dripping down to seep into the sheets upon the bed.
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rcrisdraws · 3 years
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Some memories stored in polaroids.
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neon-junkie · 1 year
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also- i’m the biggest fan of all your flaco hernandez fics, if you ever plan on writing more i’d be over the moon, but no pressure!!! i enjoy everything you write :)💘
you know, i think i still have a few old WIPs of his in my abandoned red dead folder. who knows, maybe i'll finish them up and post them? :P
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