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fuckingstrange · 5 months

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| Day9: Kiss me more |

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WARNINGS: boys kissing, cuddling, whiny Reid, palming, grinding, cumming in pants

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WORDS: 1,082 (I think)

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PAIRINGS: S12+!Spencer Reid x m!reader

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I almost made the mistake of writing PP!Spencer Reid🧍‍♂️ JUST THINK POST PRISON.

I have ZERO idea what song my mom is listening to (lord forgive me if I sound uncultured) but it inspired this?

CAN YOU KISS ME MOREE? WERE SO YOUNG BOY WE AIN'T GOT NOTHIN TO LOSE, OH, OHHHH. IT'S JUST PRINCIPAL, CAN YOU HOLD ME? CUZ I LIKE THE WAY YOU MOVE, OH, OHHHH. BOY YOU WRITE YOUR NAME I CAN DO THE SAME OO I LOVE THE TASTE-

You've been having trouble sleeping, tossing and turning, flipping and flopping. You stop with a groan after about 15 minutes, not wanting to wake up Reid since he's barely gotten any either due to his nightmares and the habits he picked up in prison.

You get up and sneak out of the bedroom, checking the clock on your way out to see it's two in the morning. You head into the kitchen and start a pot of coffee, grabbing a mug down from the cupboards.

Reid, who has apparently been up since you started tossing around, walks up to you and leans back against the counter. Not a word is said. He hasn't been exactly.. touchy since he got out, hasn't really wanted to even hug or kiss. You respect that, obviously. The poor man had been through enough.

You grab a second mug and gesture to him in a silent offer, he nods and you begin to fill it up before passing it over, then filling up your own. You set the pot down and turn to lean against the counter with him, shoving a hand in your pocket.

“..Why are you up?” He asks quietly, looking over at you as you slip your coffee. You shrug, replying with a simple “fuck if I know”. He lightly nods his head, letting his gaze fall back to the snowy outdoors through the window.

You both drink the coffee in silence for a good ten, fifteen minutes until you build the balls to ask something. “Why.. uh, are you?”.. it's something at least?

Reid thinks for a minute, letting his gaze move back to you. He reaches over, slowly grabbing hold of your hand with his and intertwining your fingers. “I wanted to make sure you were okay.” He admits. “I worry about you. A lot.”.

His words make your heart melt, the gentle hold he has on your hand turning you into mere mush. You meet his gaze and set your coffee down, letting your now free hand move to rest on his cheek. “You don't have to.” You whisper.

He shrugs, mumbling something along the lines of “can't help it”. Silence falls again, though a comfortable one. You both just stare at each other, well, Spencer stares at your lips more than anything. You got to whisper a soft “I love you”, but get cut off by his lips pressing against yours. It's gentle, sweet. A hint of need coming from him.

You can't help but kiss back with just as much sweetness while moving your hand to the back of his head, cupping it and pulling him closer. Your lips move in harmony with his, each tugging up into a gentle smile.

Your tounge runs along the seam of his lips, pulling a small whine from him as his lips part to invite it in. You explore his mouth, running your tounge along his to pull another whine from him. “please..” Reid whispers, his trembling hands moving to your hips to pull your body firmer against his, the bulge in his pants pressing against yours. It's obvious he hasn't had anything since before prison, and that just makes you want to give him this more.

You continue the sweet kiss, gently shushing him as you guide him back to the bedroom, coffee long forgotten on the counter with your new goal of pleasing him. “I love you”’s being whispered along the journey into bed.

Undressing him was like unwrapping a Christmas present early, even if he only let you take off his shirt, claiming the room was too cold. You didn't push, you instead pulled the covers over you as you hovered over him, caging the warmth around the both of you.

Your lips barely dare to disconnect with his, only every once in a while to let each of you take a breath before pressing right back together. Each small whine he lets out is followed by a soothing “Shh” from you.

He's practically trembling with need, need for you, need to be touched. “Please- Touch me, please-” Reid only gets out half of his beg before he cuts himself off with a gasp, your hand having moved down to palm his cock through his sleep pants. His hands shoot to your shoulders, a firm grasp as he bucks up into your hand. He's about as sensitive as a virgin, already rock hard and leaking.

Reid grinds into your hand, whimpering, moaning, and tugging at your shirt. Your mouth stay on his, and you eat up each and every pornographic moan that comes from his plump lips.

He lets out incoherent pleas as he continues to grind against your hand, eventually unable to even kiss back from how much the pleasure consumes his thoughts. “s’good- missed you s'much.. haven't.. h-..” he mumbles. You tilt your head to the side, kissing his jaw.

“Haven't what, baby?” His hips buck purely from the name. “Haven't felt this good since you left, hm?” He nods his head in response. “I-I couldn't.. couldn't even get myself off..” He mumbles, whimpering and tossing his head back. You can tell he's close. “Oh, baby.. you couldn't even touch yourself?” You ask, leaning more against him so you can whisper in his ear. He shakes his head, biting down on his lip as his thighs begin to shake.

You grasp his cock more firmly through his pants, your middle finger toying with his steadily leaking tip where it strains against his pants. His hips buck, a high-pitched whine coming from his throat.

Tears well up in his eyes, and he just babbles out random pleas as his orgasm builds. It only takes a few thrusts into your hand until he finishes, gasping as it washes over him and paints the inside of his boxers white. You look up to see tears rolling down his cheeks, your free hand moving to wipe them away as your other works on helping him through the high, milking his cock of all its worth.

You remove your hand from his cock when you feel it completely soften, wrapping your arms around him and hoisting him up so you can pull him off to the bathroom. The poor man is nearly falling asleep in your arms.

“I'm gonna clean you up, okay?” You whisper, pushing open the bathroom door and setting him down. Reid leans against you, his arms remaining wrapped around you as he mumbles a “m’kay” in response.

#spencer reid #x male reader #x reader #hotboxed x-mas ficlist #Post-Prison spencer reid #I love this man woth all of my heart #as in the “Id make him soup AND give him head whenever” type of way #I fucking hate soup #like actually? I fucking hate it im sorry

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subtlehaz · 26 days

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if I could vom!t feelings just know I’d be a mess rn

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goosita · 5 months

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hii! i'm obsessed with your writing and how you write billy 🫶🏻 i wondered if you could do a part 2 of the singer!reader x billy one. maybe they meet again and he asks her out or the next time they see each other, reader is singing a song about him 🎀 i'm sure whatever you decide to write will be stunning

she so totally would sing a song about him bro

it becomes a thing after that second time he comes to see you sing.

no matter how tired, beat up, beat down, sunburned or moody billy is, he’s at that table every single friday night. after the 4th or 5th week in a row, he finally plucks up the courage to ask you out. you even use the word finally, which makes him blush but he laughs all the same.

you become inseparable in your moments that neither of you are busy. as soon as billy is finished with his work for the day, he’s high-tailing it to your little house out in the hills. some days he strolls around town with you, some evenings you two lay out in the grass behind your home, gazing at the stars and grazing hands. much to your surprise and delight, it’s billy who kisses you first.

you two are sitting on a blanket, his favorite place in the world woth you at his side and the sun shining. birds tweet happily in the trees, you scribbling in your leather-bound notebook while he braids together pieces of the tall grass and watches you. he loves to listen to you hum different melodies, testing them against the words you put on the pages. he finds a little flower, probably a weed but its still pretty all the same, and weaves it into the little knot of grass he’s been tying together.

“hey, darlin’,” he murmurs, smiling. you glance up with a chirpy little hm?, grinning and blushing when he tucks the little woven plants into your hair carefully. it looks like a little rosette, with the flower at the center.

“how’s it look?” you ask, matching his grin.

“pretty as a picture,” he breathes, letting his hand cup your cheek gently. when you lean into his palm, his heart does this funny little thing in his chest that it’s only ever done for you.

you rest your own hand over his on your cheek, and the next thing you know, he’s dipping his head to brush his lips against yours. they’re warm and soft on your mouth, sweet from the peach he’d eaten earlier. when you sigh into him and press closer, he thinks he might just be the happiest man that’s ever lived.

and so it goes, billy gives you all his attention and you give him all your affection and vice versa, in this perfect little back and forth. what he doesn’t expect, though, is for you to give him your songs.

he’s parked at his usual spot, humming along to all the songs he knows by heart now. he sips his whiskey and watches you, a permanent little quirk to his lips that betrays exactly how much he adores you to anyone who spares him a passing glance.

“alright y’all, i got one more up my sleeve before i take my bows for the night,” you tell the crowd, grinning. “this one’s new, so i hope you like it! but really, there’s only one person here who’s opinion on it matters to me.” You laugh and wink at him, and he smiles but lifts his brow curiously at you.

and then you’re picking up your guitar, voice soft as a cloud as you sing about blue, blue, blue, and cowboys with rough hands but gentle hearts. funny little hats and maroon sweaters that are warmer than any blanket you’ve ever felt. billy swallows hard and sinks his teeth into his bottom lip, though still he smiles. you don’t take your eyes off him the entire song, and as soon as its done, you slip your guitar off your body.

you don’t even bow or thank the audience this time, you’re walking straight to billy. he stands up and you smile, standing on your tiptoes and yanking him by the collar down to your lips to kiss him until he feels dizzy with it. he wraps his arms around you and pulls you flush against his body, bending you backwards with how fiercely he returns your kiss.

“i love you,” he pants softly against your mouth, not caring about who sees. you break away with a giggle, the sweetest thing billy has ever heard.

“i love you too, cowboy.”

he grins and takes his hat off, placing it on your head. then, he cups your cheeks and kisses your forehead, both of your cheeks, the tip of your nose, and finally your lips one more time. billy bonney is the happiest man who’s ever lived, no doubt about it.

#billy bonney x singer!reader #billy the kid #william h bonney #billy the kid fluff #billy bonney x reader #billy the kid x reader #billy the kid x you #tom blyth #tom blyth x reader #anon

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nickeverdeen · 4 months

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hello! I really enjoy reading ur work, so I’m wondering if I could request a TUA (the umbrella academy) preference where the reader confesses their feelings during an argument (they aren’t dating yet) no pressure ofc <3 thank u sm for being a good writer!!

Thanks for requesting!!! And thanks for those words, I might be slower at writing considering I have school tests everyday, well I mean I’m in law school so what was I expecting-

Anyway, thanks a lot for everything 🫶

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Confessing your feelings to Umbrella Academy members during an argument

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TW: Cussing, mention of injury, drugs, sometimes cliché

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You = white text

Luther = blue text

Diego = red text

Allison = pink text

Klaus = orange text

Five = green text

Ben = also green text, but cursive (‘cause I’m running out of colors)

Viktor = purple text

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Luther Hargreeves

This takes place in season 1

The argument was pretty simple

You just wanted him to shut up for like 5 seconds about the moon and stop defending Reginald and digging into his death

You two were currently standing in the “meeting room” in the Umbrella Academy along with others discussing how Reginald died. Sure you weren’t part of this family, but you were invited anyway. Why you had no idea, maybe ‘cause you were a family friend?

“Jesus Christ Luther, stop digging into it so much. It was a heartattack, calm down” you rolled your eyes sighing as you agreed along with others that Reginald died of a heart attack.

“Oh so you’re on their side now? Even my best friend, great” he chuckled at the irony rolling his eyes. “Well I wonder why” Diego sneered. Soon the whole room started arguing about it, you’ve had enough of this. They were adults so they should act like it

Standing up from your seat you shook your head whistling which only caught Viktor’s and Allison’s attention… not what you wanted.

“Shut the fuck up!” You finally yelled and they all grew silent except for Diego who insulted his brother and you before storming off. “We’re all adults yet you all act like kids. Get your shit together” you sighed frustrated.

With that Luther got up and took few steps towards you “You don’t have a say in this. Dad was murdured, and last time I checked I was on the Moon to-“ Luther started but got cut off by you

“Luther, for the love of god, as much as I love you, shut up about the Moon and stop defending him” You rolled your eyes making Viktor raise his eyebrows suprised

Luther stood there kidna offended at first before realizing what you said “Wait what?” You just cussed under your breath. This is gonna be a long day.

At first Allison was kidna jealous for sure, but slowly joined Klaus with sometimes teasing you. You had a lot of explaining to do.

Diego Hargreeves

This takes place in season 2

Along woth others you had enough of Diego thinking about J. F. Keneddy 24/7

It was another night at Elliot’s and here you were, sitting in a corner across the room from Diego with Five between the two of you. You all were watching a tape Hazel gave Five before dying, a man on a grassfield was standing there when the president is getting shot.

To be honest you rightfully along with Lila who was sitting near you had no idea who this is unlike the two boys who seemed shocked at it

“Uh guys? Wanna also tell us who that is?” You asked awkwardly with Lila nodding slightly only to hear a whisper “dad” escape their mouths at the same time.

“Do you see this? That’s dad and he is the one who killed the president” Diego turned to you with a serious expression “Oh here we go” You rolled your eyes crossing your arms. “How can you know for sure that it was him? It doesn’t look like he’s holding a gun” you just shrugged leaving Diego frowning

“Do you even listen to me? That’s a proof that he is the killer!” Diego stood up pacing around the room

“And you know that how? He-“ you get cut off as he looks at you sharply, if you didn’t know him you’d think he’s crazy

“Take it easy, Diego” Five said calmly trying to ease the situation, but of course it didn’t help. “He is the killer! Don’t you hear me?! The evidence is right here!” Diego yells at you pointing at the tape

“Oh for fuck’s sake, you don’t wanna tell me that I fell for a madman” You scoffed crossing your arms taking a step towards him and he took a small step back as he processed what you said

“Well that’s an awkward silence” Lila said chuckling slightly, but none of you spoke until Five told you both that there’s no time for these things right now and you both followed him out to wherever you guys are going

“We’re not done with this conversation” Diego said, but not so agressively, more calmly yet of course not softly as it ain’t in his nature.

Allison Hargreeves

This takes place in season 3

You were starting to get really annoyed with her, but when you caught her trying to rumor herself in the mirror to be happy you couldn’t be angry or upset with her at that moment

You and other Hargreeves siblings were just miding your own businesses, but you did notice that Allison was missing. At first you didn’t make a big deal out of it, she was being really annoying, but still that didn’t mean that you didn’t care about her. You were on this crazy Hargreeves rollecoster since the very beggining and they were all very dear to you.

So here you were looking through the whole hotel for her, you were starting to give up before you heard a glass break in the bathroom.

Slowly you stepped in and that’s when you witnessed it. “I heard a rumor that you were happy” Allison said trying to rumor herself through the mirror you weren’t sure if it’d work, but you sure as hell were concerned by now, you were aware that she had a hard time, but this was really bad.

“Allison?” You stepped in properly after seeing that it doesn’t work

Allison slightly jumped at the sudden voice, she didn’t need to turn around to know that it’s you “What do you want?”

Her words were sharp, but you tried to ignore the feeling and took few steps closer, your eyes inspecting her bloody hand from the distance. “Are you okay…?” You asked slowly unsure if she wants to open up

She just scoffed rolling her eyes as she faced you “Since when do you care?” You didn’t like this defensive side of her, but you knew that loving her means loving her even at her worst

“I always cared, Al-“ getting cut off Allison stood up properly frowning “No you didn’t. You don’t care that Claire’s dead, you don’t care that both my husbands are dead! You don’t care at all!”

She shouted obviously getting irritated by your words even though they were honest. “Allison that’s not true!” You tried to argue back “I care about you and mainly your wellbeing! You need help-“ “I don’t need help! Now get out!” She cut you off once again taking few steps towards you, but you didn’t really take any steps back and stood your ground

“Yes you do! You’re even rumoring yourself to be happy! You’re not alright at all!” You took a deep breath taking few steps towards her as well “Just let me help you!” You looked up at her, but she wasn’t calming down any time soon and you knew that. “And why would you want that?! To impress others with your comforting skills?! Make me feel even worse?!”

She shouted, she knew damn well that she doesn’t mean it and knew that she’s being a bitch right now, but she couldn’t stop. She was hiding her pain and anger deep down inside of her for too long and even though she didn’t want to, she just had to let it out on you. Not ‘cause she wanted to, but ‘cause you were closest and she knew you’d forgive her overtime, plus you understood her and she just had to let everything out despite knowing it’s not heathly for neither of you.

“No! Of course not! Allison I love you and don’t want you to suffer! Please…”

You were more calm at the end, but got confused when she shut up and just stared at you in shock before it hit you that you just confessed

“What?” She asked blinking in confusion, but also a neutral voice “Allison… I love you” you repeated making sure she knows you don’t mean just as friends

“Please don’t… I’ll just lose you too. Stop” she mumbled shaking her head, she couldn’t take another loss

“You won’t lose me” you stood up on your tip-toes and kissed her just shortly and slightly of course, you didn’t wanna scare her. “Now let me help you with your hand” you took her bloody hand and started tending it knowing that Allison isn’t ready for a relationship just yet so you didn’t expect her to say it back right now, but you knew that she did love you.

Klaus Hargreeves

This takes place in season 1

You catch Klaus stealing in the Academy from his father on the funeral day

“Klaus? Wha- what are you doing?” You laughed seeing him under his father’s table where Reginald kept all his work

“Oh Y/N! How nice it is to see youuuuu” He sounded high and he probably was, but then again he had every reason to get high, but that doesn’t mean you approved of it

Klaus quickly reached for a hug which you with a sigh accepted “Klaus you’re high again” you crossed your arms rolling your eyes. “We talked about this”

“But those bitches are everywhere and it’s just so much better” he smiled amd you had to chuckle at his silliness “Give me the drugs” you held out your hand raising eyebrows “Oh you want it too????”

He asked and gave it to you and you just threw it out of the window “What’re you doing?!” He exclaimed with wide eyes “Helping you. Now go wash your face.”

You said clearly pissed off by his behaivor “Y/n! I need those!!!” He whined making you roll your eyes “No, you don’t. You need therapy, along with this whole family of yours” you stated clearly

“Y/N, Y/N, Y/N…” He whined “You don’t understand what I’m going through when I’m clean!” He suddenly yelled at you making you raise your eyebrows

“No Klaus, you don’t understand what I’m going through when I see the man I love somewhere begging for drugs instead of trying to get a real help!”

You argued back, but he stopped “What?”

Five Hargreeves

This takes place in season 3

You both didn’t pick the same side when Reginald asked you all who’s for saving the world and who’s against it - you voted for saving the world while he didn’t

“Are you serious?” You looked at Five frowning confused as he stood on the other side. “Five, after all this time of trying to save the world you’re just gonna give up on the only chance we have ‘cause your older you told you so?”

You scoffed shaking your head and he frowned stepping closer to you “Y/N I am doing the right thing. Right, we’ve been trying to save the world this whole time and did we manage to change something? Nein! It’s over and over the same” Five frowned stepping closer to you

Unaware of the small distance between you two you stepped closer too and looked down at him “I’m not just gonna sit here and wait for the world to end with a boy I fell for and see him die. Five just come on and try this! One more time”

You sighed and tried to plea him, but to no vail as he didn’t budge “”Boy I love”? Please don’t bring that cocky shit-” “Maybe we should all calm down, alright?” Viktor tried to diescelate the situation, but failed as you and Five ignored him and kept arguing.

“You think you’re always right, hm? You are a child, you-” However you cut him off with a sneer “A child? That’s rich coming from you” Five took a deep breath and looked up at you his height making it impossible for him to look you straight in the eyes without looking up. “Y/N I love you, but you’re starting to seriously piss me off-“ He shut up as you all realized that another wave of Kugablitz is coming and had to run. Sure you two were gonna have to sort things out

Ben Hargreeves

This takes place in season 2

He got angry ‘cause you keep diapproving of him possesing Klaus’ body

(Btw Y/N can see Ben here)

“Am I talking to Ben or Klaus?” You asked annoyed not seeing Ben anywhere so you just assumed that he posessed Klaus’ body which was sitting on the floor

“Hey Y/N! It’s Ben! God I’m so glad you came I couldn’t find you at the courtyard” he got up and hugged you tightly, but you could still feel that it’s Klaus’ body which wasn’t ideal at all. You didn’t like it and you were over this conversation many times

“Ben… you do realize that I can see you just like Klaus can, right?” You sighed shaking your head in disapproval “But it’s not the same! In a body-“ he starts but you just cut him off

“In any body I can’t see you, but the person whose body it is, Ben” you sighed shaking your head “But Y/N, you don’t understand… being ghost.. it’s as if I’m nothing” He took few steps closer to you, but you just backed up

“Y/N, please just listen… you don’t know what it’s like!” Suddenly he snaps. That’s very out of character of him. “God, Ben. You don’t get it do you?! I don’t love the body you are in, I love you when you’re yourself, Ben!”

You shook your head frowning and andead silence falls in the room and you soon hear him parting from Klaus’ body

“Aw man, I feel like I’ll throw up” Klaus moans and backs up. You ignore him whimpering and just focus on Ben who’s too stunned to speak.

It’s gonna be a long day…

Viktor Hargreeves

This takes place in season 2

Y/N is helping Five look for others so they’d get them all to the suitcase in time, but Viktor insists to go back for Sissy and Harlan

You kept driving around couple of blocks looking for your best friend - Viktor - literally everywhere

Driving on a road leading away from Sissy’s farm you were slowly losing all hope, but for Viktor’s sake and your mental stability’s sake you kept going, you had to find him.

Driving away you saw another car passing by you and Viktor in it. Immediately you stopped in a way that your car - well a stolen car that you claim to be yours - died. Viktor on the other hand stopped slowly

“Viktor? Thank God, where were you?!” You were quick to hug him before he even had a chance to get out of the car properly

“Jesus! Y/N what are you doing here?” Obviously strandled a bit Viktor pulled away and rubbed your shoulder a bit “What’s going on?”

“Five found a way to get back home! No apocalypse or anything like that, we can go back!” You quickly explained and started walking towards your car, but stopped when you realized he wasn’t following “Viktor?” He shifted in his place thinking “I hate to tell you this, but we only have fifteen minutes-“ you started, but he cut you off

“I’m taking Sissy and Harlan” Viktor practically stated “What? Viktor you can’t do that, their disappearance could have major concequences” you shook your head looking back at your watch. 13 minutes.

“What consequences would it create if we’d just take a farm boy and woman with us?” Viktor obviously had enough and he headed back to his car “We don’t have time for that Viktor!” You pulled him by his arm back and he only snatched it away “Viktor don’t” you warned him shaking your head, true you don’t have powers, but he doesn’t have to know that

“What’s so wrong about this? I love Sissy and am not leaving her!” You knew he did. He loves Sissy, but you kidna were in denial. “What?” He looked at you still angry, but more confused now that you’re silent. 2 minutes.

“Sissy isn’t the only one who loves you, you idiot” you said and got into your car, but Viktor stopped you by your hand

“What?”

#request #preferences #the umbrella academy #luther hargreeves x reader #diego hargreaves x reader #allison hargreeves x reader #klaus hargreeves x reader #ben hargreeves x reader #five hargreeves x reader #viktor hargreeves x reader #luther hargreeves #diego hargreeves #allison hargreeves #klaus hargreeves #five hargreeves #ben hargreeves #viktor hargreeves

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monodreamin · 5 months

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Rated: M (18+)

Genre: smut, fluff, one shot

Synopsis: after a bad break up you meet a handsome man in a dog park.

Warnings: one ass smack, protected sex, cute nicknames and penetrative sex.

Words: 3,049

Author’s note: I wanted to write something more soft and with autumn vibes. I just haven’t written in so long and wanted to put this out before winter. I mean it hasn’t snowed for me yet so I don't count it as winter yet lmao.

It was a cold crisp early autumn morning and you were walking your dog Jax, a Shiba Inu breed. Your ex boyfriend got you while on a trip to Japan. Your ex boyfriend left you with the dog he was yours anyway. The break up was a nasty one with your ex boyfriend. Ever made time with you he was either busy with work or hanging out with his loser friends you disliked so much.

Things weren’t always like this you once both loved each other very much after dating for 2 years decided to love in and build a life together you always wanted a dog so on a business trip to Japan your boyfriend got you Jax for your birthday you cried holding the small puppy in your arms the best birthday gift ever.

Let’s be real, you felt like shit your boyfriend came over last night to pick up his stuff. He was moving in with his best friend, the one you hated because he was so far up your boyfriend’s ass honestly he should have dated him instead.

When you and your ex boyfriend would get into heated fights and he was anywhere nearby he was always picking a side and it was always his best friends of course even when he couldn’t be anymore wrong that was the bro code shit these men spoke of because it just didn’t make any sense to you.

You were holding Jax's red leash as you entered the dog park. You could hear the fall leaves underneath your shoes crunch as you walked on the leaves that have fallen from the trees.

You had a hand holding a hot coffee while the other held your dog’s leash tightly when suddenly a small black dog a mini pinscher breed it jumped on top of your dog and it scared you a bit not knowing if they were playing or not you were paying to much attention to the two dogs in front of you that your hot coffee spilled all over your jeans.

“FUCK” you yelled out feeling the coffeee seep through your pants burning your thigh. “I’m so sorry, is everything ok?” You heard a deep Aussie accent and as you looked up you saw the most beautiful man you ever came across.

“Let me help you, I'm so sorry about that.” He rushed over with a stack of napkins handing them to you. You pressed the napkins to your thigh on the wet spot but your eyes never left his.

“Lori come here” he lifted the dog up in his arms. Something about a man with a dog since your ex boyfriend wasn’t a dog person he just got you the dog because he thought it would keep you company and leave him be with his friends.

“It’s ok I just got burned a bit by the coffee but I’ll be ok.” He opened his mouth in a gasp.

“That is not ok let me make it up to you I’ll get you a coffee. I’ll also get Lori here a new leash here since hers snapped.

You watched the man be all lovey woth hos dog and it warned your heart instantly. “I can come with you if you don’t mind Jax here needs a new bowl.”

“Really? Well then let’s head over there now if you don’t mind”

“So I know your dog’s name Lori and you know my dog Jax bit that is your name? My name is YN by the way.”

“My name is Christian I usually don’t let my dog loose I’m a responsible pet owner I promise but her leash unexpectedly broke and well she’s a playful dog and so when she saw the only other dog at the dog park she got a bit excited.”

“I see that it’s ok really.” You self consciously put a strand of your hair over your ear.

“Well I’m a bit glad things happened the way they did I mean minus the hot coffee spilling on you.”

“So to the pet store then to the cafe to get my coffee? You owe me.” You joked.

“I’m a man of my word YN.” The both of you walked out the dog park making your way to the pet store.

Christian looked through the dog leashes and decided on a black one you could see him testing out its strength.

“I’m sure you’re good with that one.” You teased walking toward another aisle full of all types of pet bowls they had: stainless steel, ceramic, plastic, double bowls, elevated dog bowls the list went on and on.

“Having a hard time picking one?” It was now Christian’s turn to tease you.

“Well it’s much harder than picking from leashes I’ll tell you that.”

“Ppft I digress.” Christian picked up a stainless steel double bowl and walked to the counter.

You followed behind him “you needed a bowl too?”

“No, since I saw you having a difficult time I picked one.”

“That was nice of you thanks.”

You both walk out and this time Lori is on her leash. Christian is still holding the brown paper bag with the bowl in it.

“So the next stop is the cafe?”

“Yes the cafe it is but let’s do outdoor seating since we have the dogs with us.”

“I mean that makes a lot of sense to me.” Christian smiles.

The both of you walk two blocks down from the pet store and there is the cafe.

“Two… or should I say an outdoor table for four since we have our furry friends.” Christian says and we are seated by an older woman outside.

“Are you ready to order?” The cute older lady says.

“One iced americano and….” He looks at you for your order.

“Hot coffee light and sweet three sugars please.”

“Ok and I’ll bring some treats for the furry friends too.” The lady leaves.

“She’s nice.” You say.

“I feel like dog people are usually nice people.” Christian looks under the table at the two dogs who are lying peacefully on the ground.

“I think we tired them out today.” Christians head pops back up from underneath the table.

“I mean we walked everywhere maybe that’s why.”

“So tell me about yourself, where do you work? Do you have a boyfriend?”

“ I work in marketing and no I don't. I had one but not anymore. You?”

“ I work in the arts so painting and sculptures mostly. I don’t have a girlfriend I haven’t in a year.”

“Oh that sounds so cool and why not? You’re very good looking and with that accent I’m sure you have no problems.”

Christian laughs when the older lady returns this time with a tray and two drinks she places the drinks on the table and gives the dogs treats.

“Enjoy the drinks, anything else I can get you?”

“No, we're done for now thank you so much .” You say. You both are sipping from your hot drinks.

“When you truly love someone and have your heart broken it takes time to heal.” Christian continues the conversation.

“I get it well I just got out of a serious relationship “

The both of you continue to talk about life and other things. You looked at your phone and you have been at the cafe for an hour now.

“I should get going now, you know shower from the coffee that spilled on me earlier.”

“Let’s exchange phone numbers.” So the both of you did and you were on your way “I’ll walk you home if you don’t mind” Christian still held on to the paper bag he was such a gentleman.

You and Christian walk along with your dogs. “Ok well this is me right here thank you for walking with me.” You say as you stand in front of your apartment building.

“Let’s stay in touch.” He simply says and with that Lori leads the way. You watch him for a bit then head upstairs to your apartment with Jax.

When you reach your apartment you use the key to open your door to your surprise you see your ex boyfriend on the couch.

“What are you doing here?” You were highly annoyed by his presence.

“I got the last of my stuff and to return the key.”

“Ok well thanks I won’t live here long anyway.”

“Why not? And where were you?” Why did he care about you and what you were doing? He just needed to be on his way.

Jax stood in front of you very protectively.

“What does it matter to you? We aren’t even dating anymore.”

“Are you seeing someone else?”

“You have no right to ask me that it’s none of your business.” You raised your voice and Jax started to bark at him.

How dare this man be back at your apartment without a heads up and he had the nerve to be jealous when you broke up with him 2 weeks ago.

“If you aren’t seeing someone it would be a simple question to answer but you can’t because you’re with someone else already I know it just tell me.”

“You are sick and twisted, you know that? It is none of your concern what I do, who I say or who I don’t see now, get out of my apartment right now.”

Jax barks got louder and your ex boyfriend got up from the couch throwing the key over your head. What a dick and he just reassured you that breaking up with him was the right thing to do. You wouldn’t ever go back to that.

A month has passed since your break with your ex boyfriend and you had been texting Christian daily. It was cute flirty texts and getting to know each other better. Mostly you haven’t seen each other since the cafe date your break up felt so fresh you couldn’t move on just yet.

You have been looking for new apartments because you thought moving from this old space you shared with your ex boyfriend would help in the moving on process. You reached out to a few realtors on some properties and waited for them to contact you for a viewing.

You were getting ready for bed when Christian texted you again. You smiled as you read his text. He couldn't wait to see you tomorrow you replied and put your phone on the nightstand smiling to yourself you couldn’t wait to spend time with him again soon.

You went to sleep and were awakened in the morning by your alarm clock. You hit the stop button getting up from your bed and you start to get ready for work where you will be counting down the minutes for when you’ll see Christian again. The day hasn’t even begun and you knew you would be dreading it.

You finished your work for the day but acted as if you were busy with someone before you were given an extra task you didn’t want not today you had plans and you were excited for those plans you kept looking at the time hoping it would pass faster.

It was 5:30 PM and you were clocking out. You had to rush to the train to get home to shower and get dressed for your… well not date you didn’t know what it was you and Christian haven’t discussed that yet and you both were just enjoying each other's company. Sometimes you would make out but before it got too intense, always stop yourself. You weren’t fully healed from your breakup and it didn’t feel right to have sex with another man in the apartment you once shared.

Lucky you the train pulled up on the platform as soon as you finished climbing the stairs. You got on the train and saw a seat so you sat down. Today was your lucky day. Indeed, you checked your phone to see Christian had sent you a photo of him at his art studio. The man was gorgeous. He was so focused on his sculpture donning black frames to get a better look of his work.

You almost missed your stop because you were too enthralled with the photo. You grabbed your purse and rushed out before the doors could close. You had 3 blocks to walk before you were home to get ready and you were speed walking. You had a lot to do and you didn’t want to keep him waiting. You reach your building and let out a sigh of relief time to get pretty, you thought to yourself. You laid your clothes on the bed and stepped in the shower. You knew exactly what makeup and hair style you wanted. You got out the shower in your towel and started to prepare for… whatever this is.

You took one last look at yourself in the mirror making sure everything was looking right then headed quickly out the door. You met up with Christian at the bowling alley and then after had sushi for dinner. You weren’t talkative and Christian seem to pick up on it.

“Is everything alright?” He asked, popping some sushi into his mouth.

“I’m sorry I’m so quiet, I'm just in my mind too much.”

“We’ll talk to me, what's on your mind right now darling?”

Your heart thumped harder at the nickname.

“Well…” you blushed, picking at your California roll with the chopsticks.

“Are you not into the date?”

There it goes he said it a date this is a date all your worries and headache went away with one simple word date you smiled

“No, I love it and thanks for the date.” You drank the rest of the sake and started to eat and become more engaged with Christian now that he put your worries at ease.

The date was done and you both had a great time and decided to head back to your place. Jax eagerly greeted Christian since they have become very much acquainted.

“Hey Jax, did you miss Y/N? I’m sorry I kept her from you but she’s here now.”

Jax jumped on your lap and you started to scratch his head. The both of you sat on the couch talking and taking turns petting Jax. After a while Jax was asleep and you put him on the couch next to you.

“I bet Lori misses you too.”

“My mom is taking care of her now.”

“Really why?”

“I’m leaving this weekend I have an art show. I was wondering if you would like to attend with me?”

“Of course I’m sure my mom won’t mind dog sitting for me.”

Christian leaned over kissing you unexpectedly but you reacted by kissing him back. The both of you were all each other on the sofa.

“Let’s take this to my bedroom.” You said leading the way. The both of you went straight to the bed clothes were being removed and thrown on the floor.

The both of you were naked and you laid in the middle of the bed Christian’s hands caressing your body. Something caught Christian’s eyes on your nightstand and you quickly knew what it was your vibrator that you had used earlier in the day you forgot to put it away.

“Oh babe I see you were having fun without me.” He grabbed the vibrator turning it on.

“I think I’ll have more fun with you now.” You spread your legs giving him access to you. Christian smirked as he pressed the vibrator over your clit.

“Is that ok?” He moved the vibrator in a circular motion.

“Put it higher.” You bit your lip watching him work the vibrator on you.

“I think you need more than a vibrator.” He said and you looked down at him and saw his erected cock.

“You’re right about that I’m tired of my hands and vibrator.”

“Well I can be of some assistance to you.” Christian got his pants from the floor and went in his pants pockets pulling out a condom.

“I know you can.” You watched as he put the condom on then picked up the vibrator again placing it back on your clit this time with higher speed.

You moaned at the high speed vibrating perfectly against your clit. Soon after Christian entered you slowly as he kept the vibrator pressed against you , the sensation of him in you stretching his walls and the vibrator would have you cumming in no time.

“That feels so good Christian oh my God.” You threw your head back moaning louder. Christian picked up the pace, his hips slamming against yours as he put the vibrator on the highest speed.

Your body felt like an explosion of sensation, a wave of relaxation and peace taking over your entire body shortly after. You couldn’t believe how quickly you orgasmed . I mean he was hot and extremely talented in bed. You have been deprived by a man for so long your body responded quickly to his.

“Darling I know you didn’t cum that quick did you?” A very cocky grin played on his lips.

“I’m I’m I’m so sorry I…. I…” you sounded like a broken toy repeated itself.

“Oh no it’s ok I’m not done with you just yet babe. Now lay face down for me.” You did as you were told and he smacked your ass. Your legs were straight and hips slightly raised off the bed. Christian entered you from behind. He felt bigger than before in this position.

Christian stroked deeper in you as he nibbled on your ear then softly bit your shoulder and proceeded to your neck.

The passion filled through your veins as his pace quickened. Your pussy pulsating in his cock adding even more pleasure you both were close to reaching your high.

“Fuck I need to get on the pill again so you can fuck me raw.” You looked back at him as you both reached your climax and he pulled the condom out tying it up and threw it in the trash can.

“Well luckily you are my girlfriend now and we have a lot more time to do more of that on our trip.” He grabbed your face kissing your lips and you both cuddled on the bed.

#christian yu one shot #christian yu smut #kpop fanfic #kpop smut #christian yu x reader #dpr ian one shot #dpr Ian smut

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random-twst-things · 1 year

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Twst housewarderns as romantic quotes I found

Characters include: Riddle, Leona, Azul, Kalim, Vil, Idia, and our beautiful malleus

Tw: Tooth rotting fluff (?)

Authors note: These love poems and quotes can vary from TV shows, movies, or just poems written by poem writers.

Ngl, I was blushing while finding one for him, 🧍🏽‍♀️

I feel like he really tries to be romantic for you

And he just wants you to know that he really does love you

"You are my heart, my life, my one and only thought."

-Arthur Conan Doyle, The White Company

He can be a real romantic if he really wants to be

"I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once."

-John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

But, if he isn't trying to be REAL cheesy (his words not mine), I think he may say this instead?

"I love you. You annoy me more than I ever thought possible. But I want to spend every irritating minute with you."

-Unknown

*inhales* This man right here is gonna show you how much he loves you (which is A LOT)

“and if the devil was to ever see you, he’d kiss your eyes and repent.”

-Farouq Jwaydeh

I feel like he could relate to this poem because deep down, he knows he isn't the best man or person

This guy is so sweet omg

He just IDK!?

This is definitely his family he's referring to when he says "They" saw YOU

"I hadn't told them about you,

But they saw you bathing in my eyes.

I hadn't told them about you,

But they saw you in my written words.

The perfume of love cannot be concealed."

- Nizar Qabbani

This beautiful man will tell you a beautiful poem

I have two types of poems, which I think he would say to you

"I'll be loving you, always woth a love that that's true"

- Patsy Cline, Always

Or maybe

"I wasn't expecting you. I didn't think that we would end up together. The single most extraordinary thing I've ever done with my life is fall in love with you. I've never been seen so completely, loved so passionately, and protected so fiercely. "

- Beth Pearson

Yeah, he isn't gonna say this poem in person

He'll probably send it through text or smth

Still love him tho

"I'm scared of walking out of this room and never feeling the rest of my whole life the way I feel when I'm with you"

- Baby, Dirty Dancing

*sighs dreamily* Malleus

I just KAHSKAJAJAJS

they asked, "Do you love her to death?"

I said, "speak of her over my grave and watch how she brings me back to life"

- Mahmoud Darwish

This poem is him and he is this poem

You can't convince otherwise

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iamasaddie · 5 months

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mean & bitter

paring: Tim Rockord x f!Reader x Ramon Nomar (iykyk) rating: explicit (18+ minors DNI) word count: 3,9k~ summary: you knew how immature it was to be mocking two grown men that you worked next to, but whenever you saw them you just couldn't help yourself. They've been tolerating you for too long and now they've had enough. Secretary!Reader gets 'put in her place'.

warnings: pwp; dubcon due to power imbalance; age gap (reader late 20s - early 30s, Ramon is 40+, Tim is 50); mfm; oral m receiving, unprotected PinV, dirty talk, spit-roasting, choking, ass spanking, fingering, slight degradation; slight mysoginy but no one actually thinks like that; reader has hair that can be pulled; no use of y/n. let me know if I missed anything

a/n: big love and hugs to @noxturnalpascal for helping me out woth this little brainfart monstrosity by being the best first reader and beta <3 i love you, dearest, you make my heart all warm and fuzzy with love! and amazing and talented Han @swiftispunk , I am sending you love, adoration and I hope your day (week, month, year, lifetime) gets better from this point forward, ILY <3

MY MAIN MASTERLIST

The clicking of your heels on the slippery tile floor of the precinct made the men in the office wince. It usually wasn’t the reaction you got from the opposite sex, but when it came to Detective Rockford and junior detective Nomar things weren’t so nauseatingly easy. You weren’t at war, or anything of that sort - you weren’t even in the position to be at war with them - but you couldn’t lie, getting on their nerves did send an exciting chill down your spine. A chill that traveled even further than your spine (down your panties) more times that you cared to admit.

You hated the stereotypically misogynistic behavior of your workplace. Feminism works hard, but prejudice works harder, you huffed to yourself. The fact that you were a secretary in a place filled with men who had more prestigious jobs didn’t help either. You were used to tearing men apart with your snarky remarks and cruel observations, only keeping your job with your unquestionable professionalism.

Most people in the precinct already knew better than to get on your bad side, preferring to keep things if not friendly then at least civil, but not Rockford and Nomar. Oh no, the men walked around like they sported ten inch dicks and egos the size of the Empire State Building. Whenever you made a comment, they retorted with two, so whatever you did the best score you came out with was 1:1, but that would change today.

Late night already fell on New York, the city as bright as during the day thanks to the innumerable billboards, city lights and Christmas decorations that shone brighter than your future. When the clock hit a painfully late 10pm, your boss told you to go home as he intended to do so as well, and you nodded, saying that you’d only bring some files that needed signing downstairs and head out. You did as you told him, though quite pointlessly, seeing that every other conscious person had already left the building, leaving you alone with the exception of the security guard that was most likely flirting with the night shift janitor.

You noticed light at the end of the corridor, knowing exactly what office it came from. Before you could stop yourself, your heels had already passed the doorstep.

Detective Tim Rockford, a handsome man a little bit over fifty with a surly demeanor and cynical view of life was sitting at his desk, his eyes closed and his thick thumbs rubbing his temples slowly. Over him, just across the table cluttered with photos and notes, was junior detective Ramon Nomar. You had laughed a few times about how a man over forty can still have a junior position, and in very clean Spanish he told you exactly where to shove your comments. You smiled bitterly when you saw the deep wound you poked. To your misfortune, Nomar was also handsome as a sin, and had an attack dog behavior, for which you called him Rockford’s little pup. Even though there was absolutely nothing little about that man.

You knew the things weren’t good for them right now, a series of murders of young girls had shaken the city and for the three months they had worked the case they were nowhere closer to finding the murderer.

Of course, you didn’t find the situation enjoyable in any way, but you did revel a bit in the misery two detectives obviously felt. You wiped the corner of your lip, fixing the red of your lipstick.

“You know, maybe it’s finally time for you to retire. Go on a couple's retreat somewhere. Maybe Sandals,” you pretended to think, tapping lips with your index finger mockingly, “that is, of course, if you managed to earn anything with what a shitty job you’re doing here.”

Rockford didn’t even open his eyes, the only acknowledgment you got was a slight tilt of the head from Ramon, who immediately dismissed you as well.

“We don’t have time for your shit right now. Get out.”

“Or what? You're gonna kill me so you could crack at least one case?”

You didn’t notice how Ramon was on you so quick, easily enveloping your neck with his hand and squeezing it, pressing you into the wall painfully.

“You think it’s fucking funny?” He growled so close to your face that you could almost feel his breath in your mouth that opened in surprise. “You think that you can walk in here every fuckin’ time you want and bother us with your bullshit?”

His hand squeezed tighter around your throat, cutting off the airflow completely and making you dizzy. Your eyes started wandering pathetically, landing on Rockford, who finally sat straight in his chair, his face completely unfazed despite the scene unfolding in front of his eyes.

“No,” you tried to push the words past your lips, but failed, making yourself look like a dying fish. Ramon shook you, your head banging against the wall as he made you look back at him. His face was screwed in anger, but there was something else behind his furrowed brows. Something that resonated with the growing dampness in your panties that you failed to acknowledge as the lack of air made you almost unconscious.

“That’s enough, Ramon,” finally, the older man intervened and as soon as the words left his mouth you felt air filling your lungs back up. You started coughing violently and would’ve fallen with how hard you leaned forward, but Ramon’s hand gripped your hip, keeping you steady and pressed to the wall. The sound of Rockford’s shoes clicking on the tile floor approached you, and before you saw the shining leather of his footwear, you felt already familiar warmth close to your neck. “She’s just a stupid little secretary, she doesn’t understand why our work here is so important. Why we cannot be interrupted.” His hand found your jaw, squeezing it in a tight grip and forcing you to turn.

“I-- ”

But you weren’t allowed to finish, the men who practically cornered you into a wall continued talking over you as if you weren’t even there.

“Maybe we should show her, then?” Detective Nomar raised his left brow, addressing Rockford. The younger man’s hand strayed dangerously close to your ass like it was the most natural thing in the world.

“What do you -- ”

Ignored again, like an annoying mosquito that you can’t catch so you just wait for it to start sucking on your blood to kill it.

“You really think she’s teachable? ‘M pretty sure her brain has the maximum capacity of spelling the words correctly.” The older detective sighed, as if he was exhausted at just the prospect. His partner shrugged his shoulders in a nonchalant gesture. You should’ve seen it minutes ago, that this was all just a scene. Their little foreplay before the main act that they already perfectly played out in their heads.

The men in front of you looked at each other, barely containing little smirks. Their hands on your body weren’t angry or pushing, they just reminded you that you’ve been standing in a compromising position quite willingly, with your panties wet and your thoughts tangled. You’d given them your inaudible yes when you haven’t pushed either of the men away. You were going to play their game and they knew it, it was too late to back down now.

“I don’t know,” Detective Nomar stopped containing his satisfied smile, and you watched his hand go to his trousers to adjust the intimidating bulge before he looked at you, “but we can try.”

A set of rough hands took you by the shoulders, pushing you towards the desk cluttered with papers, documents, and the pictures of tortured victims and the suspected criminals. You didn’t have much time before you were shoved roughly and bent over it, your face pressed hard into the glossy photos, your left hip crying with pain as Rockford’s name plaque crashed into it.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing,” the words came out muffled.

“Didn’t think you were that dumb, girl.” Ramon laughed, hiking up your skirt and exposing your panties. “And judging by this big wet stain,” his thick thumb traced your slit, pushing the wet fabric into your flesh, “you know exactly what I’m doing.”

The whimper you let out was pathetic, and you heard a mocking laughter behind you. You’d never heard Tim Rockford laugh before, not like that, at least. "Goddamn, girl, is this the reason you were walking around acting like a bitch for the last few months? Just wanted to get fucked?”

You whined in protest, Ramon’s thumb still working on massaging your pussy lips, squeezing and thumbing the flesh becoming exponentially wetter. Detective Rockford walked around the table, his crotch with an intimidating bulge was on the same level with your face, and he patted your head, pushing the strands of your hair away from your face with a false softness. “You don’t need to lie now, sweet cheeks,” he almost whispered, “I know you think we’re bad detectives, but with evidence like that even a Starbucks employee would crack the case.”

The embarrassment got out of the picture pretty quick with other feelings occupying your mind and body, you had half a brain cell left to think about what it all could cost you. Your career, your reputation, it all can go out of the window for a moment of physical pleasure. But you felt like everything, every little jab and comment, every sarcastic laugh and side eye adamantly led you to this moment. To the moment where you were bent over a table with one strong man already sliding your panties down your legs and the other clicking his belt and opening the zipper of his pants.

“I thought you’d be yapping your mouth all the goddamn time, but look, we didn’t even have to gag you, huh?” Rockford’s voice was calm, if a bit merry, as his fingers finished with the fly of his pants and tugged the white shit up. Ramon hummed in agreement behind you, both of his hands busy with squeezing your asscheeks, tugging them apart to look at both of your holes.

“Don’t think your dick is big enough for the job, you’re overselling yourself again, just like I think you did at your job interview.” Sometimes you hated that sarcasm was your second language, and your short temper never got you anywhere but trouble. When every movement from both men stopped you realized that you were in trouble again. Tim crouched a little to look you in the eyes, his face wasn’t bothered a bit, only a confident smile telling you that you’d been wrong. You knew that you’d been wrong just from the bulge, but you just couldn’t fight your bitter nature.

“Well, I guess we’ll just have to see, sweetheart.” His eyes raked over your face and then looked behind your shoulder, giving a little nod to detective Nomar.

His movements were fast, practiced, boxers down, cock and balls out. You choked on air when you saw the delicious monstrosity bobbing heavily in front of your face. If either of the men laughed at your reaction you didn’t hear it, blood rushing in your ears and saliva pooling in your mouth. You admitted to yourself that Rockford was handsome, you just didn’t expect every part of him to be so attractive. His cock was easily seven inches, thick with a beautiful head shaded dark pink from arousal. His shaft was curved to the right just the perfect amount, two prominent veins running on the opposite sides and meeting the underside of his cock. You licked your lips, and your pussy squeezed around nothing as you imagined him stretching you out. Tim’s hand engulfed his shaft, and even though he could fully hug it with his thick fingers, the whole picture was still intimidating. He took a step closer, his thighs cutting into the edge of the desk and his full, heavy balls almost kissing your chin. You didn’t notice how you closed your eyes, but you opened them quickly as you felt his cock slapping your cheek. Tim looked at you condescendingly.

“Open your mouth, doll.”

You did. Not a word left you when your lips obediently parted letting as much of Tim in as you could physically muster. He was warm, heavy and almost spicy on your tongue. A taste that would be impossible to recreate, a feeling that you will never get to experience again. This moment was unique, and you moaned at the realization.

You didn’t notice the disappearance of the junior detective, all of your thoughts consumed by the man who started shoving himself inside your throat at a slow but steady pace. You evened your breathing just in time to feel Rockford’s hand closing around your throat. He moaned for the first time since he got his cock in your mouth when he felt his shaft parting your throat from the inside.

“Fuck, doll,” he was almost breathless, “your cocksucking skills are way better than your secretarial ones. Maybe you should think of switching your profession.”

His words were almost enough to start protesting, you pushed your hands up and placed them on his hips, but Tim was too quick to read your mind.

“No, no, baby, keep your hands behind your back. If I wanted a handjob I’d tell you to give me one. But I want to fuck your bitchy throat until you can’t speak and that’s what I’m going to do.”

You felt your hands being caged behind your back again, and a second time a belt clacked. Part of your brain that still worked told you that it was Ramon, who was absent for the last year that you’d been sucking Tim’s cock. His big hands quickly squeezed your wrists, and then you felt leather tying them together. All of it was overwhelming you, their voices, their actions, Rockford’s hand still on your throat and slowly working you up to take the full length of him even though you thought that impossible. Nomar, grabbing your tied hands before hunching over you so that his head almost touched Tim’s protruding soft belly when he whispered filthy promises in your ear.

“You look like a great fucktoy, mi amor. You should just stay like that for us to fuck you like the dirty desperate slut that you really are.” You couldn’t kill the moan, letting it spill right from your belly and vibrate in your throat, making Tim’s breath catch. “Your cunt is so fucking wet both my pants and my boxers are ruined.”

You gurgled, trying to protest, or agree, or beg, but ended up just spluttering saliva on Rockford’s cock, making his shaft move even easier into your wet mouth.

“Poor slut, always wants to talk back but now she’s got her mouth full.” Ramon cooed mockingly, his weight finally off your body, and his hands back on your asscheeks. You didn’t expect the rapid fire of slaps falling on both of them one after the other, making your skin burn and your nipples cry with tension in the confines of your bra. “You’ve got a great ass, let’s see if the pussy matches.”

The words laced with a thick accent barely registered in your mind, one moment you were getting used to the stings of rough hands abusing your ass, and the next two thick fingers easily found your entrance and slipped inside. You felt tears streaming down your cheeks both from losing your breath sucking the biggest cock you’ve seen in your life, and from the feeling of relief to finally have something to squeeze with your dripping core. You didn’t understand who your body belonged to anymore, but it was definitely not you.

Ramon’s fingers parted your insides easily, sliding in and out with no resistance as you dripped more and more arousal onto his hand.

“Fuck, that’s a good pussy, should’ve checked it out sooner. So many nights with blue balls while she’s just gushing for me.”

His fingers curled inside you and you couldn’t stop your body’s reaction, jerking your head back and almost screaming as white hot pleasure seared your body, starting from the pleasure spot that Ramon almost punched with his fingertips, continuing to rhythmically caress it. Tim let go of your throat, giving you a moment to catch your breath seeing as your body arched as if you were possessed. He placed his hand on your hair, clutching it instead and bringing you closer to your original position as Ramon abused and worshiped your cunt with his fingers at the same time.

“You had your cigarette break, doll, it’s time to come back to your workplace,” he chuckled, breathless, and pushed your face into his balls, before dragging it up and back on his cock, letting your tongue dance over his salty skin all the way up. You resumed your position, welcoming his cock back into your throat with much more ease than before. You could almost feel his short-trimmed pubic hair touching your nose, but you weren’t quite there yet.

You whined as Ramon removed his fingers from your pulsing pussy, but were quickly shut up by a harsh tug on your hair.

“Hold her tight,” came from behind you, and before you could protest, before you could even think about what you’d just heard, two big palms enveloped your head pressing it hard into Tim’s pelvis, and Ramon’s cock - that judging by your pussy measuring skills was at least as thick as Rockford’s, if not as long - pushed inside you in one deep thrust. Your head was getting dizzy with the lack of oxygen, the feeling of euphoria so overwhelming and new that you almost weren’t surprised when Ramon - with his cock fully seated inside you - barely touched your clit with two of his fingers, causing a body-shaking, mind-altering orgasm to leave your body weak and pliant in the hands of two still very much aroused men.

“Mired, did you see that? She just came all over me from us, filling her holes.” You knew Tim would find something to answer with if he wasn’t busy with choking his dick right above your face. When you came, he let your head fall gently on the desk, right side up. Your vision was blurry with mascara, tears, white spots of pleasure, but you still saw just enough of his tensed up, reddened face as he approached his climax. His hand swiped faster over his cock, still slippery with your saliva, and you were grateful that Rockford was conscious enough to point his cock at your cheek and lips as his hot cum started painting your skin. His breathing was labored and you thought he’d fall over you, but he took a step back and fell into his chair with a heavy sigh.

Your eyes were closed, and your cunt twitched around Ramon’s cock who wasn’t as invested in his colleague coming on your face as you were. Instead, he was chasing his own pleasure, thinking that you were just conscious enough for it to continue being a consensual encounter. Your hands were almost numb, and you tried to move your fingers. Noticing the movement, Ramon let go of your hips, and loosened the belt. You took one of your hands out, bringing the tingling limb to your face and running your fingers through the cooling coat of cum covering your cheek.

“Fuck, you filthy little thing,” Ramon moaned, his speed going up, his soft belly pressing into your lower back as his cock continued stretching you open. You felt the familiar tingle coming from the inside of your thighs and concentrating on the twitching bundle of nerves at the top of your slit. If you could talk, you’d beg Ramon to touch it, but all the strength left your body after your first orgasm, the strongest one you’ve had in an embarrassingly long while. Apparently something in your body betrayed your needs, or Ramon was a good fucking lover, but as if he read your mind, his thick fingers found your clit again, rubbing it gently in perfect tempo with his thrusts.

“Come on, give me one more,” he growled, and you couldn’t disobey. Not when his shaft was molding your insides to fit his perfect shape. Not when the head of his deliciously curved cock was kissing your g-spot with every motion. “Give it to me, mi amor.”

And you did. Your mouth opened in a silent scream, throat too raw to let you make actual noise. Your body convulsed, as if you had a seizure, and maybe you did. Maybe you even blacked out, because you didn’t remember how Ramon pulled out of you at the last moment finishing on the crack of your ass. You thought that you’d been laying there for a week no less before you felt fingers running through the mess on your ass, heard slow footsteps, fingers, someone touching your face, and then fingers again parting your lips and pushing what you understood was the men’s combined cum into your wet mouth. Ramon wiped his digits on your tongue, and then patted your cheek with more gentleness that he’d had for you the entire night.

He came back around, pushing your skirt that was hiked up at the beginning of the night down, you hissed as the material scratched your abused flesh, but didn’t say a word.

You finally had the strength to push yourself up, your legs trembling and unsteady in your heels. You were scared to imagine what you looked like right now, and your eyes looked around the office trying to find something to look at while your heart found the correct rhythm. Your eyes landed on Tim, who already looked as if he wasn’t just balls deep in your throat mere moments ago. His pants were done, shirt tucked in, the only thing that gave him away was the sheen of perspiration on his forehead and two extra buttons of his shirt undone, revealing his white wife beater that he wore underneath.

Catching your gaze with his, he slowly stood up, coming to you slowly, like he was afraid to scare a young deer away.

“Go clean yourself up, okay?” His voice was soft, but determined. “We’ll close the office up, and then we’re gonna wait for you in the car. We’re gonna take you home.”

You shook your head, trying to find the right words to say that you don’t mind repeating what you’d just done, but your body was physically devastated today. No matter how willing your brain was, you were done. “I don’t think…”

“Amor, we’re just going to take you home.” Two strong hands that belonged to your other lover lowered on your waist, his head falling to your shoulder in an uncharacteristically romantic gesture as he warmed your neck with his baritone. You pressed your back closer into his body, feeling the warmth and softness, and for a moment, you allowed yourself to be taken care of. “But tomorrow morning you can come over for coffee… and cream.”

You rolled your eyes, knowing full well that there was no way in hell you’d pass on that offer, no matter what it may bring.

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an-au-blog · 5 months

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Well now I'm listening to My Love Mine All Mine by Mitski and continuing my crocomom/dad thought train.

Because, in my eyes this is a song by a person who can't look after their child so they're begging the moon to do it for them. And it's so beautiful and sad to me, so I have no choice but to interpret it through the lense of a father who can't even hold the child he gave life to. A child he wanted to give the best of life to.

When Crocodile dies, because he knows he will eventually, it's only natural for the parent to die before the child (especially with the lifestyle he leads), he wants to know Luffy would enjoy all the beautiful things in life. He's never really believed in the afterlife, but if he could, he would want to at least look after Luffy after he's gone. He just wanted for Luffy to know how much he was loved at the very least after he was gone.

Crocodile never knew love, he never felt it natural to love anyone. Even when he was with Dragon, he found it a bit trivial... But when he held this small child in his arms, it felt like he had a heart for the first time. That was what love was made for he thought. It was made so he could hold Luffy in his arms and know that this was his most precious treasure. That was where all his love would go. Nothing else was woth anything if he couldn't have his love.

Crocodile would look at wanted poster, after wanted poster, longing for a single hug. Thinking that the only time he held him was when he was a baby. He doesn't want to think about their fights they had back in Arabasta, it only makes the pain worse.

He swore to himself that if he had another chance and if this time they weren't in a prison or a war, he would hug his son. Miraculously, he somehow got a chance like that. Without thinking he wrapped his arms around his son. At first Luffy though this was some kind of sneak attack but then realized that maybe he just felt lonely. He halfheartedly hugged back and patted him on the back going "There, there, you feel better old man?"

Upon hearing "old man" Crocodile almost cried, it was probably the closest he would get to calling him "dad".

Crocodile was a businessman, he knew how to win and lose. And he knew that bo one could truly own anything. Everything can be stolen, everything can be lost, everything withers away, and everything eventually dies. But the love he has, no one can take away, it will never die because that's the only thing that kept him going while climbing the ranks and then in captivity.

The love for his child would always be a beacon of hope. As long as Luffy was alive, his love would be.

#the instinct to love the life you gave but the fear of being hated for not being able to give it all your love #crocomom #crocodad #trans crocodile #sir crocodile #monkey d luffy #op

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moocheesee · 22 days

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Bucchigiri?! x Reader

Some silly hcs when you're his s/o

Part Two w Outa and Matakara<3

Reader is GN!

Shindo

✓ I actually imagine you were a freshman at the school when you met Shindo ✓ you only knew him from afar since back then he liked to keep to himself, always shy and quiet around everyone ✓ things changed when you joined Minato Kai ✓ you were training with the other members when Ken came around with a new member ✓ you instantly recognized Shindo ✓ making your move on getting to know him you two spend a lot of time together (you constantly pestered him) ✓ he slowly opened up to you and you helped him woth becoming stronger as well ✓ when the incident happened where he got banned from Minato Kai you two lost contact even though you tried to find him again ✓ a while later Shindo showed up before you one day, completely changed ✓ explained his plans to you bc you still have a special place in his heart ✓ you tried to warn Ken but it was already too late when the fight started ✓ after the fight (and Shindo getting his ahh handed to him) he surprisingly stuck around you ✓ but not in a nice way, that mf was everywhere you went (or you swore it was a curse and you were the one constantly running into him) ✓ you knew everything that was happening with Senya and Ichiya because Shindo doesn't keep his voice down while ranting about them every chance he gets ✓ from then on you two were a duo (unintentionally)

Arajin

✓ plssss the only way you'd (hopefully) ever fall for this guy is when you knew him before ✓ like you were chilling with Matakara and Arajin everyday when you were kids ✓ watched them train to become Honki people omg ✓ but that day young Matakara got beat up by this group of kids you weren't around because of a family emergency ✓ you only ever heard Matakaras side of story of why he suddendly moved without saying goodbyes ✓ you two missed him everyday from them on but you had quiet a lot on your hands with rebel Matakara anyways (can't blame ya) ✓ when Arajin moved back and joined your school you were actually ecstatic ✓ you finally had your childhood crush Back after all ✓ Arajins eyes lit up for a bit and you could see a blush on his cheeks when he saw you for the first time when you went to greet him ✓ his happiness quickly dropped tho and he was acting cold towards you, kinda like he's hella uncomfy in your presence (Zabu wanted to beat shrimps ahh everytime he saw you sad bc Arajin ignored you again ✓ and this is how it went ✓ with you (and Matakara) trying to talk to him but he blocked you both out help ✓ you never thought you'd actually be jealous of Mahoro out of all people srs ✓ "I need to find my darling husband. I'm so worried about him." "Honestly, what do you see in that guy?" "He makes me laugh." -Y'alls energy ✓ anyways, i believe you two come together after the whole ideal with Matakara and Ichiya is done. ✓ you were the first one there to hug him&taking care of him and the way he finally seemed to care about you and Matakara made you happy ✓ you have the old Arajin finally back ✓ he still tried to ask Mahoro out w the stone and she rejected (obv) you swooped in and offered him to go on a date. ✓ with no guilt haunting him he was able to see you as you and man was SMITTEN ✓ have fun with a sweaty and awkward diarrhea bomb crushing on you ✓ tbh prepare for him to stare and be interested in other women too (if you can't beat em join em and now you both look at women you find pretty but You're much more smooth with it) ✓ will gift you your personal carved stone with yours and his initials <3 ✓ wear his shirts plsssss he loves it sm ✓ he can COOK and this WELL! Definetly would spoil you with food ✓ he hates fighting but still will protect you (as much as he could) ✓ pls hit him when he tries those cringy romantic shit on you ✓ oh also his momma would absolutely ADORE YOU

KOMAO

✓ HES MY ABSOLUTE FAVORITE ✓such a sweetheart omg ✓ BUT he'll tease the shit outta you if you give him the opportunity ✓ he's so clingy and touchy so expect him to randomly hug you or hold onto you ✓ PIGGY BACK RIDES!!! Both ways! Prefers if you carry him and he'll compliment you sm💞 ✓ prolly has really funny pet names for you too ✓ he straight up asked you out a few days after meeting you ✓ is not above pestering you until you say yes anyways ✓ absolutely loves it when you hold his face in your hands ✓ greeting him every morning means running towards each other and him spinning you (or you him, it can go both ways) ✓ lots of holding hands and hugging to the point Zabu groans loudly out of

#bucchigiri?!#bucchigiri #arajin tomoshibi

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moumouton4 · 11 months

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How about smut Mafia boss Madara x fem spy Reader. Uchihas found reader snooping around and took her to Madara. They make out and everything and than reader disappeared for a year now. One day she came to Uchiha's hideout really scared and told them how her spy agency wants her dead and she needs help and Madara help her bc he was in love woth her and so did she so after everything they got together and she joined there mafia

The Spy Who Gave Her heart To The Uchiha Boss || Madara Uchiha x fem!reader

A/n : Hello lovely ! 🌹 That's the first time I'm writing an AU and a MOB!AU wtf. I also took more time than I usually took to write. I decided to let the ideas come when they would want so that the fic you'd be something I'd be proud of. And it is ! 😍 Again thank you for the opportunity !

Warnings : Mob!au, love at first sight, nsfw, penetrative sex, grinding, spank, 18+ READERS ONLY and wrap it before you tap it

Masterlist ⚜

I don’t give permission to repost my work, if you want to share it just reblogue it

Words count : 2476

You weren't supposed to be the spy chosen for this mission. But after so many refusals from other agents. The organization decided to ask you to apply. And since you were a hothead, you accepted. For you, the thrill of the mission was much more pleasurable and beneficial than knowing you'd successfully completed it.

Except that this side of your personality could be very troublesome when you had to concentrate on your mission and not be noticed, but the only thing you wanted was to run into enemies and smash their faces in, and feel the adrenaline running through your veins. So instead of seeing the two Uchihas who'd just spotted you, you were focused on your twitching hand ready to draw your katana. And then nothing... blackness.

You woke up clinging to a chair in a dimly lit room. You were bound hand and foot so that you couldn't unleash your strength to get out of the hold ( imagine Black Widow in Avengers ). Now that you were no longer knocked unconscious, you could hear footsteps hurrying out of the room. You felt a gaze on you and turned your head, but all you saw was your own reflection in a mirror you were convinced was a one-way mirror. And that someone was staring at you from behind it.

Suddenly you heard a male voice speak, "It's all clear boss, she's awake. We're waiting for your orders"

You couldn't hear what the said boss replied, but you could hear the other man, who seemed to be his subordinate, answer "Really, Boss ? Alone with her ? Okay okay I'll do that"

And then you heard footsteps approaching you. And suddenly the door opened, all the lights in the room lit up with a neon noise, blinding you for a brief moment "Now out" you heard a deep, authoritative voice speak. In a split second, the other men left the room before closing the door behind them. Leaving you alone with the man you thought was the mob boss.

He was tall, dressed in an elegant red 3-piece suit that brought out the blackness of his long ebony hair, which - you were greatly surprised to see - must have reached the small of his back. His gaze was bewitching, adding a touch of mystery to a man whose presence emanated so fluidly and easily. You soon found it hard to tear your gaze away from his dark eyes, but on the other hand, it seemed to suit him just fine, as his own eyes also remained fixed on yours.

"Weren't you ever taught in your agency not to stick your nose in other people's business ?" his tone was condescending and his voice held a threatening dimension. Yet you couldn't help being drawn in and imagining if he always sounded so threatening when he was in a more vulnerable state.

"And you've never been taught how to treat a woman ?" you said, trying to move your hands and feet that were tied to the chair to emphasize your condition.

"Of course I did. Where are my manners ?" he said, moving towards you to untie you. Before starting, however, he activated his Sharingan in his eyes and resumed, "If you were to do anything you die. Understood ?"

You nodded, hoping he'd untie you and you'd give him a beating, but what he did next made you change your mind abruptly. As he untied you, you rubbed your wrists to try and soothe the burning sensation. His men had tightened the ties like crazy - frankly, they'd been right, but damn it hurts. The man still standing next to you, probably waiting for you to untie your feet now that your hands were free, looked at you with a puzzled expression.

"I haven't got all day. What are you waiting f-" however his voice caught in his throat when he saw the marks on your wrists. He didn't know what made him do it, but he did "Let me see" he said taking your wrist in his hand with a gentleness you didn't think him capable of "The fuckers they tightened them like hell"

At that moment neither you nor he knew what was going on. Nevertheless, he felt a strong need to protect you and keep you safe. Even without knowing what was going on in his head, you could feel the tension building between you as he began to gently rub his thumb over the red and even purple part on your wrist. There was a slight moment of hesitation as your eyes met once more. The delicate movement of his thumb still on going. You saw him clench his jaw and then oh- did he just look at your lips ? Wait wait, now you're doing the same !

"What are you doing ?" he said in a low, threatening tone that hid real confusion about the turn the eventq were taking.

"Nothing. I'm not doing anything" you replied breathlessly, the atmosphere was so thick it was unbreathable.

"Son of a bitch" and with that almost imperceptible whisper he leaned forward and captured your lips in a burning and passionate kiss. His lips exerted strong pressure on yours as if he wanted to feel you closer, but at the same time his tongue caressed yours with the utmost gentleness and delicacy.

Suddenly he drew back and got down on one knee to undo the ties that were restricting your legs. Once he'd done that, he stood up again and held out his hand to help you up. His arm instinctively wrapped around your waist. There was no need for words as your eyes met again, you both knew what you wanted most right now. And even if it went against the basic principles of your respective fields.

With his hand still protectively placed on your waist, he led you across the headquarters of his organization along paths he knew to be seldom used, so that you wouldn't pass anyone on the way to his apartments.

Once there, you were almost breathless. The room was sumptuous, the burgundy walls bringing a real charm and sensuality to it. Above the bed you could see the Uchiha symbol proudly truncated there, giving the rest of the room a grandiose feel.

Your breaths grew heavier as you realized that you were now alone and that no one could come in here to disturb you. Once again, your bodies pressed together as you kissed. He carried you to his bed and gently laid you down. As the kiss deepened, your hands found a place in his silky hair, increasing his hunger. Unintentionally, he rubbed his aching need against your center, releasing a curse under his breath in the process.

As if in a gust of wind, your clothes flew around the bed. Your hands worked precisely to remove each layer of tissue separating your burning bodies. As he looked down at you you heard him groan. Fuck you were so wet, he didn't even need to go down on you - after all you kinda were in a rush, both of you. Seeing your glistened folds, he couldn't stop his dick from twitching.

You wrapped your legs around his slim waist to pull him flush against you, your body aching for his touch. "Someone's eager I see" he said smirking, his hands going up and down your sides. Suddenly he sat up and put you on his lap, making yelp. As you hooked your arms around his neck you felt him grip your ass firmly. He moved you lightly back and forth on his hard cock, relishing the feel of the wetness spreading over his member.

"Please" you whined, wanting nothing more than for him to take you.

"Please ? Do you think you deserve it ?" he teased, not relenting his movements "Have you been a good girl ?"

You nodded eagerly. Suddenly he put a sharp spank on your ass making you gasp "Say it" he demanded in a husky voice.

"Yes I've been a good girl" You said making the smirk on his face grow "Good. And you think you deserve to cum ?" he said punctuating his sentence with another firm spank on your ass.

"Y-yes" you breathlessly answered, after all your mission was to find the mob boss, and get information, what happened in between wasn't stipulated to you.

"Then I'll make you cum" he said, guiding his cock towards your entrance. He took the time to enter you gently so as not to rush you - after all, he'd told you he knew how to treat a woman - tip first and gently the rest of the way. Once he was in to the tilt he looked at you "Is this okay ?"

You nodded, not finding the strength to speak with the fulness you were experiencing. Once that was clear, he couldn't help but turn you around and lay you on the bed. Now he wanted to fuck you as hard as the attraction he felt for you and you were so eager to indulge.

He seemed to know perfectly well what rhythm to adopt and where to touch you. His hips worked swiftly, filling the room with the sound of skin against skin, accompanying your moans and grunts. When he felt himself coming, he slipped his hand between your two bodies to rub your clit.

He'd honored what he'd told you earlier. He made you cum. Hard. And now he was holding you against him in bed, waiting for your breathing to calm down. But even if your breathing calmed down, you couldn't stop the gears in your brain from turning at breakneck speed. You didn't want to just hit and run after he let his guard down in front of you. But you couldn't forget the reasons why you'd met him in the first place. You had a mission to fulfill first. Even if you heart screamed otherwise.

You disentangled yourself from his hold on you and quickly and discreetly put on your suit before leaving. At the door you watched him dozing from a distance on his bed, knowing full well that if he woke up and asked you to stay you wouldn't say no. "I'm sorry" you mumbled before closing the door and hurrying off to get what you'd come for.

However, there was one thing you hadn't anticipated.... the probability... however remote that there might be... a microphone in your gear. Fuck you should have seen that coming. Most of the agency didn't trust you. They thought you were too unstable, even though you always carried out your missions well. The proof was that you'd ended up fucking one of the targets - it was the first time by the way.

The roles were reversed, and for the first time in your life it was you who had to escape from the agency "We can't keep her, she knows too much about us" "What if she reveals information or all join them ? "It's decided, bring her in with the excuse of getting her report back. We'll take advantage of the situation to eliminate her in secret here"

But you heard everything from behind the door. With your eyes wide, you took cautious steps backwards. Once you were out of range, you ran to your locker and retrieved your weapons before leaving the agency's headquarters.

But not everything went according to plan. When you swiped your badge to open the last gate, an error code was displayed and alarms began to sound. With your heart pounding in your chest, you climbed over the obstacle, started up a motorcycle and set off as fast as you could.

In the distance you could hear a helicopter flying "Shit shit shit ! What do I do now ?" you thought. You knew desperately that you had nowhere to go without the risk of them finding you.

You saw a car overtaking you and driving at your speed. The driver opened his window and called out to you "Ma'am, someone would like to speak to you" "Who are you exactly ?" you asked, obviously wary of this unknown person. He looked into your eyes for a split second, allowing you to see the Sharingan in his irises. His answer was brief but swept away any doubts you might have had. You now knew exactly who he was.

So you decided to follow the black car that seemed to be your only way out. But you couldn't help feeling apprehensive about seeing him again. You knew he'd be waiting for you, after well... your one-night stand.

Shots echoed behind you. The man shouted "Get in front of the car now ! I'll cover you ! Nothing must happen to you !"

You were astonished to hear this, but you complied and passed in front of the car, which shielded you. The closer you got to the Uchiha hideout, the more you felt the tension rising... and perhaps butterflies in your stomach.

Madara, for his part, was pacing back and forth. From a distance he looked like a caged lion. He couldn't help worrying about you and feeling the need to protect you at all costs. Admittedly, he didn't take it very well when you ran off without even saying goodbye. But he couldn't stop the already strong attraction and connection between you, ever since he first laid eyes on you.

After what seemed like an eternity, a knock came at his door "Boss, she's here" said one of his henchmen. Madara had to keep a straight face and hold back the sigh of relief he wanted to let out "Well bring her here" " Sure Boss"

When the door reopened and you stepped into his room, he couldn't help but feel the uncomfortable sensation - for him - of butterflies in his stomach. He also couldn't help but take two big strides towards you before engulfing you in a hug. Your body began to tremble with the adrenaline rush and he quickly pulled away to look at your face.

"Are you hurt ? Is everything in order ?" his trembling voice betrayed a hint of concern. You shook your head indicating you were fine.

"S-sorry I didn't want to leave like this. But they miked me and now they want to kill me. I h-heard them. They're coming for me-"

He cut you off by holding you against his chest. A surge of protectiveness took hold of him, his Sharingan activating in his eyes almost instantly "Let them come, we'll know how to receive them. No one touches what's mine"

It was decided, he was going to do his utmost to decimate them one by one. Now that you'd found each other, no one could pull you apart.

A/n : I hope you guys liked it ! 🌮🥡 Again my requests are open 🍞🧈

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wat-zu · 1 year

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GUHHH

After watching the thing a few more times I can't help but appreciate the Bounty Hunting team fr.

They ALL just have such defined movesets and personalities ALREADY, even if we've just seen them in action they just have a special place in my heart now fr fr.

Sunglasses being the team leader, calling the shots, just having this aura of confident ability considering that he squared up against BOTH Chosen and Second no problem AND schooled them. He's definitely going the one that gets the most screen time.

Warning Signs was also good and just the best source of unintentional comedy due to their limited animation but also just having the biggest vibes of being capable as fuck but also somewhat dumb lmao. THE LOCAL HIMBO OF THE GROUP, IF YOU WILL.

Pixel was, bar none, the second most badass of the group. The TINEY POWERHOUSE WHOMST I LOVE FR FR. Fucking murked several sharks, can make GIANT ASS SWORDS. I just love characters who are small but also just exceedingly strong.

Caveman Drawing is the least thoughts BUT they are still cool as fuck fr fr. Love the whole transformation thing they have going on, very lovely.

In general, I love these guys, I wanna see ALL OF THEM MORE. And just, I wanna see them interact with eachother, what are their dynamics with one another and just JHYJBHJGHJJGHH A BIT FERAL FOR THEM FR....

Ava spoilers!!

Also the fact that sunglasses guy didn't overshadow his pals is so good. It's like he's letting them have their moment before absolutely rocking the shit out of the hollowhead duo. Like he's perfectly capable of 1v2-ing second and chosen now that chosen is rendered weak and second is mainly in the defensive.

It could be just tactical or just a way for them to show off their perks to the audience but eh it's a nice thought to have.

Bathroom sign guy is so funny USBUSBS really makes you underestimate the guy because of his animation but he did kicked the absolute shit out of second 😭😭

PIXEL GUY IS SO COOLSBBS SJ LIKE HAVE YOU SEEN FLIPNOTE STUFF??? THEYRE SO COOL BRO ITS JUST PIXELS BUT IT'S ALMOST AS GOOD AS ACTUAL ANIMATION AND ITS JUST PIXELS BRO!!! THEYRE MY FAVOURITE HDBDUSBSJ

I love the interpretation of caveman being all inky and sketchy. Helps with the vibe USNJS also the fact that they use like, spears and arrpws and the others are just shill woth that USBUSHS

I like to think Caveman just brings an entire freshly killed boar to the bounty hunter gang and go "I have boar. We eat!! Hope you love :))" and the others are just "thanks man just roast it over here that'd be great"

But fr i'd love to see them interact and what theyre dynamic is. I love to imagine theyre homies.

#ava spoilers #ava 6 spoilers

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beeindaclouds · 2 years

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Mama okay i have a request. So

C!techno X reader, where they were both lovers in they're past life, (technoblade was a king/prince and reader was his person knight?) Before both of them died, and they meet again in the dsmp, but reader is with L'manburg (at first) until it blows up, and then they seek shelter at technos house (after some time of course) they remember each other from they're past life and fall in love again?

Hii, I like this request! So I hope you enjoy <3

In Any Universe

Click here before requesting, please ^^

Reader: GN - They/Them

The man that stood in front of you made you feel weird...in a good way, sort of

Like you're spine had chills running down it, you could feel the hair on your arms rise and your eyes stung

But it was all followed woth a warm feeling in your chest and a rapidly beating heart

How did we get here tho?

Well...

You had just escaped L'manburg after one of your own comrades, Eret, had blew it up

All the betrayal, the war, the chaos was too much for you to stay

So you left

You ventured as far as you could and ended up stumbling upon a small cabin in the mountains

Taking your chances, you approached the door in hopes that someone would be kind enough to help you

And now here you were, face to face with a familiar man...you just couldn't understand why he was so familiar

The man coughed to get your mind back on earth, which startled you

You quickly asked for help and surprisingly, the man was willing to do so

He went quiet after he let you in, most of his concentration went on making you a warm cup of tea

The only sounds that could be heard around the house were his heavy footstep and his cape following after him

You observed the piglin and the more you looked the more you felt this familiar feeling

So you spoke before thinking

"Have we met before?" You abruptly asked, the both of you frozing in place right after

'You weren't suppose to say anything, you just scared the man, oh god he' gonna kick me out, what a weirdo I am istg-'

"Maybe...?" He answered, well it was more of a question, interrupting your internal panicking

You two gazed into eachothers eyes for the first time, familiar feelings washing over the both of you

Flashes of images filled both your minds

The pink haired man, with flowers in his long braid, a violin in hand as he played w/ his twin in front of a grave

And you, the caretaker of the castle, gazing at them from a window, a handkerchief in your had with a familiar name engraved into it

"Technoblade..." You mumbled, taking out the handkerchief from your pocket "Is that your name?"

The man nodded "You're the caretaker, the one who scratch their knee and I gave my handkerchief too. The same one that I-"

"-dated" we both finished

You two had a long talk

About the past and the present

The memories of your past life filled your heart with joy and sorrow

You two had met at such a horrible time, but had come out of it happy in the end

Who knew that you'd meet again

Maybe...it was destiny

And maybe you're destined to find eachother in any universe

#dreamsmp #dsmp #mcyt #dream smp x reader #dsmp x reader #mcyt x reader #technoblade x reader #technobladeblurb #beeblurbs

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cupiidzbow · 4 months

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Did a little somethin somethin for my new found bestie! Consider it a "thank you for letting me rant to you about my silly guys, I think you're really cool and sweet and overall lovely and I guess this also works as a Christmas present and I like to give gifts to people I like" present! YOU WERE LITERALLY SO FUN TO DRAW AND IT HELPS ME HONE MY DRAWING SKILLS!!!!! YOU ARE THE SWEETEST AND SO AMAZING!! I HOPE IT LOOKS OKAY 😅😅 GOT THE SPARKLY BUBBLES AND GLITTER LOOK BECAUSE WE ALL KNOW YOUR MANS ALL LOOK AT YOU LIKE THIS

AUB ?/??/?// AUB ???????????? OHHHYGYHGH MY GOD MY GOD ?????? THIS IS SO CUTE YOU DIDNT HAVE TO DO THIS FOR ME AT ALL ????? OUGHHHHHH MY GOODNESS THANKYNOU SOSO MUCH ??????? THIS IS GORGEOUS IM IN LOVE WOTH THIS ART SO MUCH ?????? I APPRECIATEYOU SOSO MUCH IM SITTING HERE ALL EMOTIONAL RIGHT NOW ??? WAUGH ????????

I ADORE TALKING TO U 100% I LOVE HEARINNG ABT UR SILLIES AND UR SOSO KIND TO LISTEN TO ME TOO !!!!!! UR RLLY THE SWEETEST I DONT DESERVE YOU AT ALL LITERALY BLESS UR HEART FOLLOW UR DREAMS THANK YOU SOSO MUCH ??????? 😭😭😭😭😭

^ I literally look like this rn

#THANK YOU SO MUCH SHAKING YOU BY THE SHOULDERS 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺#gifts! 🎁#I’m staring at this for a million years 🥺🥺🥺🥺#mailbox! 💌#mutuals! 🌈

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eebie · 2 years

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this is my gang left to right they’re the realest fucking ones out there. B.O.B is blue and silly and nice. he has great advice that i dont listen to because t’s kinda dumb, you can tell him i said that because he wont care probably. and he’s friendly to talk to, shoutout to bob. he has no brain but a big heart and he’a always there for you, you just have to remind hkm to breath sometimes XD

then there’s link. he’s cool and tough and reliable, we don’t talk a whole lot(im shy around him) but i appreciate the grind hes loud and funny espceially when he qlmost threw a car with passengers in it over the golden gate bridge. shoutout to link.

dr cockroach is mysterious but nice he’s wicked smart it’s scary and he has a thing going on woth susan and he dodges the subject whenever it’s brought up 🤣 but we all know what up. the way he looks at her with love and admiration couslnt be more obvipus to anyoneZ . (except bob maybe because he dodnt know that the invisible man died and he doesn’t have a brain:) shoutout to dr cockroach PHD

shout out to my best friends in the world

#my rambles #silly #whatever.

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blackhakumen · 1 year

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Mini Fanfic #1056: A Thing For Our Boss (Epithet Erased)

6:45 p.m.at Crusher's House's Living Room.....

Spike: (Sitting Next to Crusher on the Sofa Together) So, Crusher, got any plans for Valentine's Day coming up?

Crusher: (Simply Nodded) I'm planning on making something special for you guys. Something.....(Places his Hand on his Chest With a Soft Smile) that comes from the heart.

Spike: (Giggles Softly) Well, aren't you the biggest sweetheart ever~ (Smirks Playfully) Thinking about doing something special-er for our boss by any chance?~

Crusher: (Immediately Glares at Spike Woth Blush Appearing on Both his Cheeks) No!

Spike: (Raises an Eyebrow in Silence)

Crusher: (Lowers his Body Down in Defeat) Yes. Is my crush for him really that obvious?

Spike: Oh big time. But no need fret yourself too hard about it. Not everyone could resist his dorky charm.

Crusher: (Smiles Bashfully) Yeah.....He's the best dork out of all of us, isn't he?~

Spike: ('Sigh') Yeah. With that cute smile of his.

Crusher: Yeah.....

Spike: And his adorable laugh. The one he makes whenever something goes his way or excites him in anyway~

Crusher: Yeah- Wait. What?

Spike: And the way he always goes out of his way to look out for people even when he really doesn't have to. I know there's some people that finds it annoying, but screw 'em. (Smiles Dreamingly While Blushing) He can look out for me anytime~ I'd do the same for him obviously, but still~

Crusher: .........Spike, do you have a crush on the boss too?

Spike: (Immediately Comes Back to Reality as Her Eyes Begins to Widened) What!? N-NO way, Crusher!! What kind of friend o-or a loyal minion would have the audacity to have romantic feelings towards their own- (Quickly Slouches Down and Sighs in Defeat) Yeah, I have it down bad for him.

Crusher: Knew it.

Spike We know each other since middle school and I always thought he was just some loud, obnoxious loser with his head in the clouds 24/7. But....once we joined the Banzai Blasters and he worked his way up to be our leader, I....('Sigh') I dunno. I guess you can say I've started falling for him ever since. ('Sighs In Defeat') But I know how much you care for him, big guy. So, I do whatever I can to stay out of your way, I promise.

Crusher: I don't mind sharing him.

Spike: (Eyes Widened Again in Genuine Surprise) Wait, you do? Since when?

Crusher: For a while now. (Starts Looking Away While Scratching his Cheek a Little and Blushing) I always thought you were so cool, rad, and....p-pretty. But I figured you probably wouldn't be interested in someone like me, so I backed off....

Spike stares at her fellow minion for a few short seconds before her eyes begins to sparkle bright as stars form in the clear, night skies.

Spike: Crusher......

Crusher: (Turns Back to Spike) Hm?

Spike: You big, lovable brute!~ (Launches Herself Towards Crusher and Gives him a Very Loving Hug) Of course I'll be fucking girlfriend!~

Crusher: (Eyes Widened in Genuine Surprise....as His Hair Still Covers Them) You....really mean that?

Spike: (Happily Nodded) Hell yeah!~ You're the most the most sweetest, gentle giant I've ever met. Any guy and girl would be stupid enough not to give you a chance in romance. (Smirks Victorious) Which suck for them cuz you're hereby taken by yours truly and (potentially) our boss man!~

Crusher: (Heart Begins to Melt in Pure Happiness) Spike.....(Simply Nodded in Full Determined) Very well. From this day forward, I'll do whatever I can to express my affections for the both of you and take my role as a boyfriend very seriously! I LOVE YOU!~

Spike: I LOVE YOU MORE!~

Spike and Crusher shares a soft kiss on the lips before holding each other close like a baby bear hugging his mother.

Crusher: ('Sigh') But what are we going to do about Gio? I love him too, but....he can be....well...

Spike: Painfully oblivious sometimes. Yeah, it can be challenge and will take some time and effort....(Smiles Softly) But it's fine. We'll just have to do our best to make him fall for us too! But in genuine and natural sense.

Crusher: Yeah. Cheap methods like making love potions are for LOSERS!!

Spike: (Snorts into a Giggle) Yeah. (Snuggles onto Crusher) You said it, Big Guy~

'Door Open'

Giovanni: (Walks Out of the Bathroom) Oh, Crusher, Spike, I'm done changing!~

Spike: Oh it's about time, Gi-(Eyes Begins to Widened at What is in Front of Her and Crusher) Ooooooooo?

The duo stares helpless at their friend/boss wearing a mahogany colored dress with hotrod flames perfectly printed around his skirt and socks.

Giovanni: (Forms a Fashioniva Like Pose) You like?~ I figured I wear this bad boy for out special movie night this evening. And since I've already got another skirt to wear with my new and improved BATTLE ARMOR UNIFORMS! I believe it's apparent that we should these new outfits a try and....(Keeps Yammering About the Uniforms and Why It's Rad For a Guy to Wear Any Skirts of Their Choosing)

Spike: Crusher.

Crusher: Yeah?

Spike: (Starts Blusing Again) I feel my heart is fluttering again. In a gross, girly fashion.

Crusher: (Blushes as Well) Same. I really hope the boss return our feelings for him soon.

Spike: You and I both, Big Guy. You and I both.

@keyenuta

@epithet-erased-textposts

@cyber-wildcat

#epithet erased #spike #crusher #giovanni potage #fluff #a bit of humor #cute romance #giovanni x crusher x spike #valentine's month

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