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luceracastro · 2 months

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RUMORES

(Enzo Vogrincic x Reader)

Summary: Rumors circulate both Enzo and famous singer Aitana, you who is his costar, friend, and also the girl who has the hugest crush on him doesn't take too kindly to the rumors and distances yourself from him and he is beyond clueless as to why his favorite girl doesn't speak to him anymore.

Warnings: Some angst and fluff, little makeout sesh, jealousy on reader's part and Enzo's, slight Blas x reader, no hate towards the beautiful Aitana in this nor to Male (Matia's girlfriend) it's a Spanglish fic!

you must have thought your phone was practically playing tricks on you but it wasn't, there it was in bold letters "¿aitana y enzo?" the huge bold letters and a whole passionate article on the topic were enough to ruin your day.

"Que pasa contigo nena?" Male had asked as she sat down beside you, she and Mati were kind enough to let you stay at their place for a while since you lived in Spain but just found your apartment too saddening and empty especially after filming and being in a full hotel for months and always being around people.

"Nada, la verdad" you smiled with a small look in your eye that she knew way too well "Que pasa?" she asked once more and you flipped your phone down on her leg, she put her cup down to look through it and her eyes widened "Aye linda, por esto estas triste?" her small smile made you frown "Enzo no es nada amor mio, obvio le tengo cariño pero mami tu mereces mejor créeme," she said with a small smile

you chuckled a little and shook your head "Ven vamos por algo de comer," she pulled you up trying to wipe the small frown off your face and it worked, between her and Mati making you laugh and the food set on the table you found yourself laughing and having fun.

however, what you didn't expect was for there to be a knock on the door and for Enzo to walk in like nothing was wrong, and in reality, nothing was wrong because he was clueless about the whole situation "Hola hermosa," he bent down a small hug which you returned uninterested and he furrowed his brows slightly confused but nonetheless thought nothing of it

him and Mati went into the kitchen and he nodded his head towards the table where you and Male spoke "Que pasa con la nena?" Enzo asked as Mati turned to look at you and he did notice your off attitude but he also was a nosy one who listened to you and Male's conversation and he knew all too well why "Piensa por un Minuto Enzo," he said and Enzo tried to think but to no avail "Dime," he pleaded and Mati laughed

"Que?" Enzo asked and Mati shook his head "Nada, Nada vamos," after that Enzo noticed when he asked you something you answered with short uninterested answers, and when he was talking you were fixed on your phone and it was kinda bothering him, he hated being ignored and by you, it's like a kick to the gut. "Oye casi haces que Enzo llora," Mati said with a small smile as he sat beside you and you shrugged "Pues que vaya con la tal Aitana," you said a small snarky remark which you instantly regretted, the poor girl was sweet like sugar and Enzo didn't even know you liked him

"¿Ahora te das cuenta de lo mal que suenas?" Mati asked "Si, Si ya lo se," you shook your head sighing, "Entonces porque no le dices a Enzo lo que sientes," Mati asked and you laughed a bit too loud "No no, eso seria muy vergonzoso," you shook your head and he sighed "Eres una pelotuda la verdad nena, si no te mueves asi" he snapped his fingers "A lo mejor la Aitana te lo gana" he said a small smirk on his lips making you smack his arm as he laughed "Callate Boludo," you however couldn't help but smile at Mati

"Oye vamos por unas cervesas?, esta preguntando el Pipe," Mati asked with phone in hand and you nodded a small smile on your lips "Pero una cosa linda, Enzo va estar eh," he warned and you rolled you eyes "Sólo porque él esté ahí no significa que no quiera estar con mis amigos" you said and he nodded "Bueno, perdon," he left the doorway of the borrowed room he was allowing you to stay in and you got up getting ready for the night

"Lista, aye nena que linda," Male looked at you a smile on her lips as she reached her hand out for yours "Tu mas, bueno vamos vamos," you both laughed the whole way there Mati following close and as soon as you enter the restaurant/bar you are met with the boys and even Enzo which of course you understood he was obviously going to be there but it would be ten times harder to ignore him now

hugs went all around but reaching Enzo all you did was smile a small hello escaping your lips but he didn't let it slide "Y mi abrazo?" he asked a small smirk displayed on his lips, you gave him a quick side hug but everyone noticed the sort of small tension and you moved to sit beside Blas, "Hola bonita," he rested his arm behind the top of your chair "Hola, que ordenaste tu de tomar?' you asked looking through the small menu of many drinks

Enzo however watched from afar, you and Blas were friends but you always sat beside him what was different now? he subtly rolled his eyes drinking his beer and looking anywhere else while sometimes catching glimpses of you touching Blas's curls or just laughing and joking around with him in general until he was full on staring at you both and even growing an attitude with the others.

"Y tu que?" Fran asked looking at Enzo "Se ve que te vas a tragar al Blas vivo," Juani said a small giggle escaping his lips already slightly tipsy "Nada, Nada para que me molestaria que le habla a T/n?" he said taking another long swig of beer and Fran smiled "Nunca dijimos que eso era la razon," and Enzo looked at Fran "Voy al baño" Enzo got up and left the table "Oye linda, habla con Enzito porque esta amargando la noche con su actitud" Pipe said in your ear his breath smelling like beer and tequila "Yo por que?" you asked with a bit of attitude in your voice and a shrug of your shoulders "porque obviamente está enojado porque le estás dando más atención a Blas que a él" Pipe said as you furrowed your brows "Estas loco," you said shaking your head

"Nena andale, quiero disfrutar no cuidar de un enojon y unos borrachos," Male said with a small frown and you sighed hands on the table trying to balance yourself "Bueno Bueno ya voy," you groaned and left the table but not before apologizing to Blas and walking around looking for Enzo, you checked outside the bathrooms and around the restaurant "Perdon has visto un chico alto, pelo negro y con ojos cafes, tambien tiene el pelo medio largito?" you asked a waiter who shook his head "perdon" he said and you sighed looking around and asking but yet no one had seen him

your last resorts were to go and look outside in both front and back but you were closer to the back so you exited through the back door looking around and he was there more farther down the side of the backdoor smoking a cigarette "Oye, que te pasa?" you asked arms crossed since the harsh wind hit you and he looked down at you his face blank but you could tell something was bothering him "nada, Vuelve adentro, hace mucho frío" he said as he turned to look away and blew out a puff of smoke and you put all your weight on one foot rolling your eyes "Vamos, todos estan preguntado por ti," he chuckled bitterly "Vuelve adrento con Blas querida, los dos sabemos que eso prefieres aser," he said and you furrowed your brows a hurt look on your face

"Eres una mierda sabes," he turned to see the tears rimming your eyes and he sighed his eyes closing for a moment and the regret was written all over his face "perdon, perdon," but you shook your head "Y no prefieres estar con la Aitana? o sea eso dicen por ahi" you shot back and he shook his head "Tu crees eso? nomas tuvimos un vuelo y una noche con amigos y conocidos juntos, eso era todo no somos nada," he said but you shook your head "Oh pero yo estoy pasandola bien con un amigo y eso significa que quiero con el no seas pendejo Enzo" you yourself laughed bitterly and he sighed grabbing you

"No soy un pendejo, que quieres que yo piensa cuando le haces esos sonrisas, caricias, y juegas con su pelo eh?" he said he was in your face and you both were only inches apart "Eso no significa nada, yo te hice esos cosas tambien" you shrugged "Si eso es lo que me molesta, Solo hacias esas cosas a mi, no a Fran, Mati, Juani, Pipe, ni a Esteban, nomas a mi!" you looked at him like he was crazy but then again it sunk in your brain that he was jealous, Enzo was jealous, you both looked into each others eyes, then his eyes flickered to your lips but you beat him to it as you pulled his face in for a kiss

you both pulled away after a moment and you both looked at each other before he pulled you in once more, bodies pressed together as you both kissed the other with force and need but it didn't last long "Enzo! T/n! Enzo! T/n!" Juani's voice was heard and you both pulled away quickly and Enzo groaned a face of annoyance "Que!" he yelled out "Donde estan?" Juani asked and you grabbed Enzo's hand pulling him with you "Lo encontre, nos distraimos hablando perdon" you laughed nervously but noticed Juani's red eyes which were also watery "Que paso querido?" you asked and he sighed "Pensé que los perdi, y no quiero perder los" he was drunk and it was evident with his slurred words and the scent of beer radiating off of him

Enzo stifled a laugh as you smacked his arm and wrapped your arm around Juani "No ya, ya no llores, aqui estamos amor ya," he dug his face into the crook of your neck as you smiled and you three entered the bar, Enzo watching you both from the back.

at the end of the night you all made it to a food truck that had the best food (According to Fran) and you all ordered your food and ate little by little but you and Enzo took some stolen glances at one another, "¿Tengo que dar un paseo, Enzo?" he knew that was your way of asking him to come along and he stood up walking closer to you, everyone looked either relieved or gave you teasing smiles before returning to their meal

you two at first walked in pure silence, "Debemos de hablar, de el beso" Enzo said and you turned your head to look at him "No te gusto?" you asked with no emotion yet he caught the almost not visible smile on your face "al contrario, me encanto pero quiero saber que significa eso?" he asked his hands dug into the pockets of his jacket and you stopped in your tracks turning to face him "Significa que me gustas Enzo," you told him straight up and he looked down at you "Me gustas y hasta puedo decir que estoy enamorada de ti pero entiendo si no sientes lo miso" you said and he chuckled "Boluda estuve enamorado de ti desde que te conoci" he told you giving you a kiss on your forehead pulling you in for a hug as you sighed his chin resting on the top of your head and his arms around you engulfing you entirely "Y porque no me dijiste nada?" you asked and he smiled "Porque cuando te conoci pense que eras muy chica para mi, una niña," he said "Enzo tenia 21 años," you told him

"Y yo los 27" he said and you giggled "Eso no es mucho" you smiled up at him "Bueno, si no te da molestia que voy estar usando un baston antes que ti, quieres ser mi novia?" he asked and you froze "En serio?" you asked and he nodded and you grinned "Me encantaria," and the walk was ended, coming back hand in hand Fran smiled "Salieron de malas y regresan de novios, quien los entienden" Fran laughed as did the others

"Aye callate estupido" you smiled sitting down "Tu boluda" that was the end of the night, all of you enjoying a night out and you going back to Enzo's at the end ;)

#enzo vogrincic #enzo vogrincic x reader #enzo vogrincic fanfic #matias recalt #francisco romero #lsdln cast #fanfic

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pristine-starlight · 2 years

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what the fuck is up with this game and giving me rivens exclusively for bullet hoses (aka my least favourite kind of weapon)

#you couldve been a sporelacer. a gaze. a catchmoon. but no #im not seriously upset bc i consider rivens lil bonuses instead of the end all be all of endgame like some ppl do #or huge moneymakers/investments like some others #so its oh well if i someday do build a rattleguts kitgun then i have a riven to roll for it #but its nonetheless rude. gorgon then twin gremlins then this. somewhere along there amphis too which is just a bad stick #can you pls give me a riven for a bow? a passable melee weapon? hell a shotgun? or an actually fun rifle??#kata's chatter #space ninja fashion show #the only bullet hose ill ever truly love is twin grakatas and thats entirely just bc theyre funny #dex furis can have a runner up for carrying me for a lil while but eh #they really are just brrrr dual pistols #with the twin grakatas at least youre dual wielding these bigass rifles and goofing off about it #which is the most important part

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popponn · 7 months

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something about headaches. [floyd leech x reader]

note: i miss twst. and this eel. so i make a quick thing in one sitting without much thought. i just miss floyd and kind of want to write something healing for myself. also: prefect!gn!reader and concussion is there.

“Sensei!” Floyd Leech exclaimed with cheer in his voice, meanwhile you hung limply in his arms like a dying mandrake. “Shrimpy hit their head again! I’m taking them to the nurse, ‘kay?”

From the distance, Coach Vargas answered him with something you couldn’t understand. Your head throbbed and you groaned. The possibility of someone putting a curse on your face to attract wild, fast flying things suddenly became something more than Deuce’s random musings.

You began to consider actually asking Crowley for check up—but not before you had your whole body shaken up with a loud “Yay!” resounding from above you.

As Floyd started running and turned you into a sack of flour on his shoulder, you started praying to whichever astral beings still had pity left to spare for you. Faintly, you could hear your upperclassmen chirping happily about getting to run around with you and such. Your head was buzzing loudly, but you managed to catch some of them.

“How lucky! Where should we go, Shrimpy?” Floyd said and you wished you could laughed like always whilst ushering him into the nurse office.

“This is fun!” Floyd said and you wished you could agree. Perhaps, on another time, without concussion slowly draining on you.

“Senpai, I will die. For real. Slow down. Please,” you, finally feeling like you might die for real, chocked out as you hit Floyd’s back lightly.

Then, the eel suddenly drew to a stop. The loose, strong hand he had around your waist grew firmer and you wondered if you will get squeezed or thrown out of the second floor balcony there and then. “Eh, why?” Floyd’s voice took a dip in the exact manner whenever he started losing interest.

At this point, best case scenario would be him putting you down and leaving.

Nonetheless, you tried to answer him. “’M head hurts. A lot,” you worded out choppily. Breathing was getting harder. Perhaps you really were dying. Good Seven—overblots and monsters and what got you was a fucking flying disk—

“Head hurts, huh…?” Floyd parroted and maybe you spoke to fast and it would be an eel that got you, actually. “What did Jade said again…? Oh!”

“…hu—uuh!?”

Within a second, suddenly you got manhandled for the second time to the point of getting a bit of your spirit returning again. It took you another three seconds, however, to realize that your position had changed into being carried like a bride in your senior’s hands, who opted to walk slowly at that moment.

“That’s a funny sound, Shrimpy. Make more of it later,” Floyd commented, a wide smile hovering right above you along with his voice that had turned into a whisper. “Is this better? Jade said loud voice and getting hanged upside down make your head hurt lots. And I don’t like walking fast when my head hurts too. Feels better now, right?”

You blinked, trying to register the fact that instead of getting thrown away like a nosy mangy cat, Floyd acted like a straight out sweetheart. Your heart made a weird beat that you couldn’t process yet, but you managed a weak nod for him.

“He he,” Floyd’s smile grew wider. This was stupid, however you did felt that being hit in the head was not that bad, maybe.

“Can I pat your head?” you blurted out, your head growing heavier with each second. Along with it, perhaps, your logic was also drowning.

Without your blurry eyes catching them, Floyd’s expression wrote his amusement clear in his face. “Eh, Shrimpy sure asks a lot for a patient,” he chided childishly. Then, he lowered his head slightly to you without stopping his steps, “Here you go. Pat it, pat it.”

You chuckled breathlessly and softly as your fingers touched his head, “Thank you, Floyd-senpai. I will treat you to something later.”

“Aha—treats from Shrimpy?” Floyd cheered in a tone that hid something behind it. You should have paid more attention to it, but as you leaned your head against his chest, you decided you would just do it later. “Lucky! Get well soon then, ‘kay, Shrimpy?”

#twst fluff #disney twst #twst imagines #twst #twst floyd #floyd leech #twst x reader #twisted wonderland imagines #twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland #floyd fluff #drabbles #floyd is actually trying his best here. but he is floyd #twst really has a soft spot in my heart idk why #disney twisted wonderland

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axcel-lucci · 6 months

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Trick or tease

Trafalgar Law x fem!reader

A/n: decided to take a break for a moment lol, and I kinda wanna be a little dirty-

My masterlist

"Captain would LOVE this!" Ikkaku giggled as she hands (y/n) an outfit far too revealing to be a Halloween costume.

"D-do I have to wear this...? It seems... So embarrassing..." She muttered while staring at the outfit.

"It's not like captain's going out with us, and you want to stay so... Might as well enjoy, right?" Ikkaku grinned making (y/n) sigh heavily

"I see your point... But this is rather... Odd... Why do you simply have this in your closet? Specifically, in my size?"

"Ah well..."

...

The crew had left to go have fun on halloween, what will they do? Eh, who cares.

She put the outfit on and it was an overly sexualised bunny outfit in black, the top being right as hell, almost like a corset, and has no way to latch into her skin other than its tightness since it doesn't even have sleeves, her legs basically just being covered with fishnet stockings and good thing she has black heels to match.

What's left is the bunny ears and uh... Tail.

"Who's into this stuff?" She muttered to herself as she squeezed the fluffy tail in her hand that has a very obvious plug to stick inside her.

It just so happens the outfit has a hole to stick it inside without ruining it.

"And why does Ikkaku has this??" She also muttered

She puts on the ears first, since it was easier, and had to stop herself from whining too loud when she pushed the plug inside her unprepared ass, it was a weird sensation but it gave her pleasure nonetheless.

'so embarrassing...' she thought as she walked a few steps and whining softly at the pleasure on her backside.

"Will he even like this...?" She muttered before huffing with a frown.

A blush starting to form and her panties basically starting to dampen at every step she takes

"I shouldn't have put that there..." She said lowly before standing outside his office door.

"Come in" he said before she could even knock, damn his good haki.

She took a breath before exhaling to calm herself.

Walking in and closing the door behind her, Law was still studying in his desk, not noticing what she wore until he heard her heels clicking against the wooden floorboards.

He looked up from his book and his jaw dropped.

His already so beautiful and sexy woman in an even more sexier outfit, outlining her curves and practically every line he could see.

His boom was long forgotten as he stared at her with wide eyes and jaw dropping even more when she huffed and placed a hand on his desk

"Trick or treat... Captain" she muttered with a slight blush.

When he looked at her, he couldn't help but feel his pants tighten so much it was painful.

"H-hey...! Stop staring at me! I-is this alright...? Or should I have just called you into the bedroom instead...?" She muttered as she checked herself a little to make sure everything was in place

He couldn't help but lean when he saw the fluffy tail, he couldn't help but wonder if it was part of the costume or a plug-in. Only one way to find out.

"Come here" he said with a heavy tone

She walked around the desk to stand in front of him, he marveled at how beautiful the outfit was.

"So pretty..." He muttered before reaching out to her thighs, squeezing them tightly and pulling her close until she's standing, quite literally, between his legs.

His hands explored her legs while he kissed her abdomen while staring up at her with lust slowly filling his eyes, "did the crew put you up to this?"

"N-not really..." She gasped when he squeezed her ass tightly and his finger playing with the tail, making it wiggle inside her

"Oh?"

"I wanted to uhm... You know... So I asked Ikkaku and she helped me..."

"I see..." He smirked when he figured out that it was indeed a plug in, "I'll have to thank her tomorrow... The crew's out, yeah?"

"Mhmm" she nodded, words left her once he grabbed hold of the tail and moving it around by playing with it on the outside, "l-law... I... Mhh" she whined and gripped his shoulders

"You should've said trick or tease because this surely seemed to be a treat and a tease." He chuckled when he pulled it out slightly and shoving it back with a harsh thrust making her howl a moan, "but definitely a tease."

"L-law...! P-please..." She panted

"Definitely using this hole" he smirked

"H-huh...? But we've never really..."

"Ahh... I know" he smirked as he stood up and picked her up, "I'll take care of you. Promise"

He carried her to their room and locking it behind him just in case.

He placed her gently on the bed before turning her around so that her ass was in the air and her chest against the mattress.

"Come now..." He smirked as me pulled out their box of toys.

Contrary to popular belief, he loves using them on her, mostly because they bring her to much more reactions and resulting into more begging, in which he both loves.

"Let's remove this..." He smirked when she whined at him slowly pulling it out.

Until it popped out of her making her sigh in pleasure.

Remember the hole that the tail just went in? As it turns out, it was kinda big. Just closed up by a zipper.

Law licked his lips when he slowly unzipped her backside, revealing the already wet and slightly prepared hole.

"Now be quiet bunny,I'm preparing you for some mating." He smirked before pulling out beads in his pile.

He slowly but surely started teasing her with them, putting one in and popping it right out, putting them all in ever so slowly until she cries when he pulls them out in one tug.

By the time he knew he was done, her back side already felt so sensitive a small drop of lube might even make her come.

He hummed a little, "not enough" he smirked when he lubed up a dildo and slowly pushed it inside her with a teasing pace making her gasp and clench on the sheets with a drawn out, tired moan.

Once fully inside, he gave her some time to adjust before mercilessly pounding the toy in and out of her.

By this time, she was moaning against the sheets and a coil building up inside her, ready to snap.

Right before she was able to come, he pulled the toy all the way out.

"No...!" She cried, "i-i was so close...!"

"I don't want you coming to a toy, bunny" he smirked before climbing unto the bed and spreading her cheeks apart to stare at her delicious hole he wonderfully prepared just for himself.

"L-law...!"

"I'm your predator now, bunny. And you're my prey... This time, I'm mating with you and you have no choice but to accept it like the little slut you are." He chuckled before gripping her neck, burying her into the mattress even more

She gasped with a moan, her eyes rolling to the back on her head when he slapped her ass

"Do you understand?"

"Y-yes, s-sir...!"

"Good..." He smirked before slowly pushing himself inside her as she moaned, muffled by the bed until he bottomed out

His hands then gripped her hips so tightly she knew it was gonna bruise, "that's right... Bunny. Be my little mate and this wolf will devour you whole"

She whine, feeling him thrust slowly made her feel weird at first but it eventually felt more and more pleasurable as he builds his pace into a very much animalistic one.

Her loud moans, his deep grunts, and the slapping of skin are the only sounds heard inside the room.

She moaned like a cow when he leaned down and pulled the top part of her outfit to reveal her tits in which he played with, and him leaving marks of ownership on every exposed skin she has. Unfortunately, the outfit was slightly backless so he had his marks on her upper half

"A-ah...! L-law..." She moaned when she felt herself slowly growing more and more closer to her own release.

"It's master to you, prey." He growled as he slapped her ass making her gasped and eyes roll back.

"Y-yes master...!" She moaned.

Her back arched and tongue poking out of her mouth as her own saliva dropped down her chin when his thrusts suddenly grow more possessive.

"This body is mine, you understand? I'll buy you more outfits like this... Just know... You are mine, and mine a lone" he grunted in her ear as she felt him pulse inside her.

His mere voice brought her to her own orgasm that soaked the outfit and her but he was still going.

Eventually, he reached down to rub the very wet spot by her crotch, letting her approach yet another orgasm.

"M-master..!" She gasped.

He sped up his own thrusts, chasing his own high, before releasing his full load deep inside her, like he was fully intending to breed his bunny.

Once both were calmed down, law took the costume off and laid her naked body properly on the bed, on her back.

He smiled softly and kissed every inch of her body, massaged any tense muscles and just stared at his own cum leaking out of her hole endlessly.

"S-stop staring" she muttered but didn't do anything since she's tired.

"I really loved your outfit" he smiled as he cleaned her up and cuddled right next to her.

"I'm... Glad."

"Next time you wear that on Halloween, I would never be able to stop myself even further"

"Why? What's stopping you from doing it now?" It was a genuine question from (y/n).

But with the context of what they just did, Law took this as part 2 and tackled her

She just laughed a little until he impaled her ass again with his dick, making her moan so much more than just a cow. Fucking her dumb like he always do, but better.

Extra:

Her throat hurts the next day, her limbs were sore, and she was tired as hell. Considering they fucked until the sun rises.

But Law? Hell nah, he was bright and shining. Taking care of his bunny, and being in the brightest mood.

It was odd for him to be like that but Ikkaku knew what happened and just laughed to herself, and by herself I mean her, Shachi, and penguin.

But of course Law let her have some rest and even spoon fed her throughout the day, gave her desert, and gave up his studies just so he can cuddle with her.

Only to do the same thing next week at a hotel. Good thing the hotel had soundproof walls, hopefully.

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hrtzz · 2 months

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Striker x Ftm (succubus) reader

Warnings: (SMUT, degrading, Accidental creampie, mentions of female aligned body parts, reader has top surgery but no bottom, js kinky shit to be honest.)

Reader works as a bounty hunter as a side job for quick cash grabs, He didn't realise how hard this new bounty was going to be.

You got out of your run-down car, and the thing was beat to a pump, with all the fighting and bullet holes you were surprised it was still running. You took the photo of your bounty out of your pocket, he was handsome, of course, but you weren't exactly bothered, you had a job to do, and you were going to get it done as quickly as possible. You looked ahead at the run-down bar, the big neon sign hung high, some letters flashing, the red light hanging by a wire. ‘What a dump’ you thought to yourself as you strolled inside.

You see your target at the bar sipping a whiskey by himself at the bar, the stool he was sat on was red velvet and torn. Discretely, you walk over and order a small shot before walking to a table and keeping eyes on your target as you sit down alone. He stays there for a good half an hour before finally paying his tab and leaving, as he pushes through the saloon doors you swiftly follow. He goes… behind? The bar? Unusual but you don't know what he's up to so you aimlessly follow him.

As you turn the corner an arm slams you to the wall. Fuck. You were caught.

“You think I wouldn't notice your eyes on me darlin’?” a low southern accent spoke out.

“If I did I would have been more careful” you chirp back just to hear a condescending dark chuckle come from his throat.

“Oh you're a mouthy one aren't you cutie?”

Cutie? You might be able to catch him after all. “Yeah… and?”

“I don't like the mouthy ones.” you feel a sharp blade come near your stomach. “Always the most fucking annoying to kill.”

“Who said you were killing me?”

Another chuckle pursued.

“You're in no position to be making decisions honey.” the knife grazes your abdomen and some blood is drawn in the procedure. As he drags the knife up your stomach a mark on your lower stomach is revealed and striker looks at it in curiosity before giving a smirk.

“What's this for eh?”

You didn't say a word back, he knew what it was, and you weren't going to be his little bitch to explain it to him.

“A succubus? Well, aren't you a rare one?” he grinned, his gold tooth showing

“What's it to you? Asshole” he chuckled again.

“I've never been with a succubus before, I imagine the experience is quite extraordinary.”

“I'm not an experiment.” you scowl back at him

“I mean succubus or not darling, I'd still ravage you~. How about I make you a deal?” he smirks

“What deal?”

“You spend a night with me and I won't spill yer guts for attempting to kill me.” He raised an eyebrow as his grip loosened on you.

‘What an ass’ you thought to yourself. You knew he wouldn't be able to kill you and you were pretty sure he knew it too, but hey, what's a bit of harmless fun? “Oh please big scary cowboy I'll do anything! Just don't hurt me!” you say sarcastically, gaining another deep chuckle.

“You got jokes too huh?” Striker released his grip and held out his hand for you to take, you took it and he led you to his horse lifting you onto the back of it “I'll take you someplace real nice darlin’ don't you worry!” he snapped the bridles and the horse set off.

Now you end up in a hotel room having Striker push you against the door as his long tail wraps around your thigh using his spare hand to lock the door, the other to take off your clothes. As he takes off your shirt he looks at your chest admiring your physique “damn.” he smiled.

“Like what you see?” you pant between the kisses. Striker didn't say anything and kissed you more passionately than you expected but you reciprocated it nonetheless. He ran his hands up your figure gripping your hips slightly as you pulled off his shirt. He was toned, very toned, not that you were complaining at all.

Striker runs his hand along your ass as he picks you up and takes you to the bed throwing you down and holding your wrists together. He peppers kisses down your body sucking on your nipple slightly before going down to your pants. His tail rattled excitedly “Your tail rattled? That's cute.” you giggle, striker frowned “I'm not gonna be the cute one in this situation when you're underneath me.” he chuckled as he unbuckled your pants and pulled them down. You carried on talking “Oh sure you cocky bas- FUCK!” you gripped the sheets to look down and see a cream cowboy hat, although you couldn't see what he was doing, you felt it. You could feel his tongue circle around your clit and he sucked it like his last meal making you whimper “M-move the hat…” you say shakily.

Striker stops, making you whine before taking his hat off and placing it on top of you're head “fuckin cute” he snickered and before you could say a word he went back down on you more aggressively as he gripped your thighs his claws sinking into them to hold them to place “god your pussys fucking perfect…” he mumbled making your cheeks heat up. Striker was eager to make you cum as he dipped a finger in your hole curling it slightly and then adjusting your hole by pushing a second one in making you whine as you gripped his hair the cowboy hat falling over your face making striker hiss. He wanted to see your cute little face while he was ruining you. He pushed the cowboy hat out your face and pushed his finger in deeper hitting just the right spot as his digits curled into your fleshy walls. “God if you're this tight around two fingers how are you going to take my cock?” he chuckles as he carried on getting you closer and closer to the edge.

“Striker I'm gonna-”

Then he stops.

“What the fuck I was nearly there!” you say frustrated

“I want you to beg for it.” he smiled sadistically

“Fuck yo- shit!” you winced as he rubbed your clit painfully slow smirking at you.

“What was that sugar?” he chuckled before his face went deadpanned, “Beg, bitch.”

You couldn't take it… you had to… “please let me cum, please please, please, please I'm so close, make me cum sir…”

Striker immediately picked up the pace and curled his fingers fast inside you making you tighten around his fingers sending you over the edge as you let out moan, your pussy creaming all over his fingers “Good boy… that's more like it…” he smiled as he licked up your juices off his hand.

You catch your breath as he kisses you gently moving you up the bed before unbuckling his pants. He lined himself up and looked at you smiling before roughly shoving himself in making you scream in pain and pleasure, meanwhile strikers tail rattles again as he mumbles under his breath “fuck…” he puts his arms on either side of you “god you’re tight…”

He regains himself and instantly starts going at a brutal pace pulling you into his chest against the headboard his tail rattling from time to time as he moves relentlessly “Fuck! Shit shit!” you whine as you try to come down from your last time cumming but you managed to bear it.

Striker chuckled and breathlessly spoke “You'll take down satan himself with that language” he chucked as he carried on pushing in and out of you leaving hickeys on your neck.

You didn't respond and just wrapped your arms around his neck panting into him, helplessly. Striker continued to thrust into you before slightly pulling you into him and lifting you up, allowing him more leverage to fuck you.

God damn could you feel it. As soon as he took his first thrust you felt his tip press against your G-spot, making you moan into his neck “Striker- I can't hold it honestly!” striker chuckled as he picked up the pace and circled you clit at just the right pace snarling at how tight you were getting around him “fuckin keep this up then I'll be cumming soon…” he gnawed into your neck and sucked a hickey into it as he pushed you to the limit. Finally, you feel the knot in your stomach undo as you whine and wrap your legs around him. Your pussy pulsing around Striker’s cock.

“Shit- wait darling!” striker gripped your hips tightly as he tried to push himself away from you, in means of not to cum in you but as you came your legs accidentally held him in place and he couldn't get out of it. “Fuck! sugar fuckin mo- fuckkk!” he groaned as he felt your walls wrap perfectly around his cock while he twitched inside you releasing all his warm sperm inside your pussy.

You both were panting and could barely catch a breath through the small kisses you gave each other, “might have marked you more than I want” he chuckled as he pulled out of you and looked to see his cum leaving your pussy “That's fucking hot.” he smirks as he looks up at you.

You on the other hand were a little panicked as no one had ever raw cummed in you “Yeah until I'm 5 months pregnant!” I scowl, just leaving striker there laughing “Well I couldn't exactly pull out when your legs were around me, besides, don't succubus want cum?”

You never before but by god you did now “I suppose so…”

“Then you'll be fine, I'll grab you the pill in the morning.” he said as he pulled you into him

“You better,” you remark and you lay on his chest.

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rileysluvr · 10 months

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fun fact i actually did write this on valentine’s day so just ignore how late it is and eat up ily all <3 könig nsfw!!

“So perfect,” he groaned deeply in your ear, though still with the desperation of a tired working man that drove you wild. Your body was slack against his brooding frame, on his lap and legs spread in front of you while he loomed behind you, supporting your exhausted, finger-fucked out form. With your head tucked under his chin, eyes closed, the side of your face on his chest like you were embracing the last man on Earth.

He remained fully clothed while you had abandoned all but your white and pink-accented panties of which his hand was down, the thin necklace that had a small, pink heart he had gotten you for Valentine’s Day resting so delicately on your collarbone. Your sundress was discarded somewhere on the floor near you, one of his favorites you wore to dinner. His other arm wrapped tightly around your waist, sleeves of his black dress shirt rolled up and palm massaging at your tits, and you had both hands clung to it in an attempt to fight the overwhelming sense of it all, nails digging into his exposed forearm in the way he loved most.

A tall mirror in front of you so you could watch yourself unravel, watch the man who was doing it to you. Who had suggested it in the first place was something you had already forgotten, but the words and excitement in his voice for you to finally be able to see, understand just how gorgeous you were when you made love, will forever be engraved in your brain. The flowers he surprised you with were visible on the nightstand in the back, as well as the box of chocolates you had already gotten into; it was cliche as hell, and he knew it, but you adored it more than anything. Floor-to-ceiling glass behind you overlooking the bright, lively city that contrasted with the pitched, starry night. Like a scene straight from a favorite romance film.

Your breathing was erratic, in and out through your agape mouth almost like you were deprived beforehand. His broad shoulders engulfed your smaller figure, consuming and guarding like a predator's freshly-caught prey, except the loving dynamic was nothing of the sort. He’d always protect you, he’d always keep you safe no matter the circumstances.

“You’re doing so good, my darling- scheisse, do you see yourself? Right there in the mirror? Such a beautiful sight, yes? It’s like you were made for me, Angel.”

Between his words, he brought his hand up under your chin to turn you, to fix your eyes on the mirror in front of you, before returning to your belly.

There was definitely something about it you couldn’t ignore, that made the experience all the more intimate. He would worship you like a goddess and treat you as such in every pathway of life, and while you didn’t quite understand the reasoning for his strong aptitude in it, you happily gave yourself to him every time nonetheless. Two fingers buried in your cunt while the heel of his palm provided friction to your clit in all the ways you needed the most, every once in a while your hips bucking up to chase his hand, though to no avail with the gentle strength and grip he had on you.

“König, baby—please, I’m gonna—…m’fuck fuck fuck!”

“It’s okay, my love, you don’t have to beg. You know I’ll give you anything you want. Can you do the same for me, Hase? Can you cum on my fingers for me?”

You bit down on your bottom lip and locked eyes with his through the mirror, glassy and big and his filled with lust and drunkenness. Nodding frantically before your lids were forced shut again, you did your best in relaxing your body, having not even noticed when you tried to push further back into his body. His big and dangerously comfortable, warm body that he graciously offered to you every night since you first met.

“That’s right, Hase. My best girl, always so perfect, so pretty like this. Let go, for me. Just like that…wunderschön, my love…it’s absolutely perfect. My little showstopper, eh, always so cute.”

You braced onto his arms and came hard with a long moan, followed by a string of swears directed at nothing and nobody. You grit your teeth as the pressure in your lower belly shot directly to your head and refused to dissipate. Breathing with long-lost rhythm, the skin on your face felt ten-times heavier, and you slumped back impossibly closer against his shoulder.

He cooed you through your high with continued, light pressure from his fingers and small praises against your scalp, peppering kisses between almost every word. You tried to catch your breath as he held you, then kissing every square inch of your hot neck and face. You’d be squirming and giggling in his arms, pushing him away and maybe even fighting back in a ticklish fit if you weren’t so fucked out and exhausted from his treatment. You almost did fall asleep in his hold, interrupted by his

“Did that feel good, my love? Can you do another for me, sweetheart? Please? Just one more and we can rest, I promise. We will sleep in as late as you like, and I will bring you breakfast in bed. I will make your favorite. Would you like that, meine Perle?”

He assigned you practically every petname in the book, and each gave you that all familiar fuzzy feeling in your heart and gut. You’d hope you never get used to it, because it’s just so sweet it’s damn-near tooth rotting.

“God, you…always take…such good care of me,” you managed to get out, smiling and turning your head to see him with doe eyes and without the help of the mirror. You took a hand and brought it to his farthest cheek, leaning up to kiss the bump of his jaw the best you could with the awkward angle and your weakened, trembling limbs you could only blame him for. “But I don't know if I’ve got another one in me, König... You said the same thing last time,” you breathily laughed.

He melted at your words, very noticeably so, and your smile drove him even further insane. He pulled you tighter to him, like how he does each time he makes a vow to never leave you hungry or broken for more.

“I know, I’m sorry, my love. I just can’t get enough of you.”

He thought you somehow became prettier with each time you came on his fingers, or his mouth or thigh. On his cock, even your own hand as he watched—with every second that passed of you being louder, whinier, and downright messy, he never wanted it to end. And you made him feel pretty, and worth something, just by being next to him, being on him. You lost in your pleasure, and him lost in yours as well. He got drunk off every moment he spent with you because—well, why him? What did he do to deserve you, your ravishing body and clever mind and beyond ethereal company? It spun his head around, and in the best possible way because your reassurance was all he lived for, and he wanted to be sure to return the gift in full.

“I mean—…what about you? I wanna make you feel good, too,” you pouted. You really mean it; you’ve been waiting all day for your chance. He looks at you with utter love and adoration, and you the same to him.

“Oh, trust me, my dear. You do plenty,” he returned with a gentle kiss to your temple, holding your gaze through the mirror. He spoke so nonchalantly for a man who just tore through you and turned your brain to thoughtless mush several times like it was nothing. Like it was just another activity, another hobby of his that granted him unending and radiating joy. “Your pleasure is mine.” He takes your hand in his, an overbearing difference in size having you dizzy once again, and he kisses your knuckles. “You know that, don’t you?”

You could never bring yourself to deny him or what he wants.

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baegetas · 6 months

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》 blackout.

son goku x afab reader

summary: sitting at the bar after a hard day, you're joined by none other than your friend gohan's father, and he knows how he can cheer you up.

warnings: minors do not interact, explicit content: age gap, multiple orgasms, (slight, if you squint) implied cheating, overstimulation, drunk sex, alcohol consumption

word count: 1.7k

you were alone at a bar. you'd completely flunked an exam that you'd studied hard for, and you were downing shots like they were nothing. even the bartender was asking if you were okay, to which you'd reply with a simple, "i will be."

while you were mindlessly scrolling through social media, a giggle cut through your brooding silence. it was familiar. you looked over your shoulder, finding that you were face-to-face with a "friend" of yours: goku. well, correction: he was gohan's father, and you were a friend of gohan's. you were a little scared of goku at first, but warmed up to him once you knew he wasn't some scary muscle-head. he grinned at you and promptly mused, "hey!"

"hello, goku."

he sat next to you, looking at you like a dejected puppy. "aw, what's wrong? you looked bored from over there, but man, you seem pretty sad."

you sighed, failing to hide the smile from him. "i guess. but i didn't expect to see you here, out of all people."

"whaaat?" goku giggled and spun the barstool around. "are you kidding? this place is so fun!"

"no, i mean, like, i didn't see you as much of a drinker."

"eh... if it's sweet, i don't care what it is. i'll drink it. heeeey!" he flagged down the bartender, grinning happily. "you have jello shots? yeah? you should give us a few!"

you gave him a slightly agitated look, to which he giggled and said, "don't worry, i'll pay! i don't know what's got you so down, but it's time to cheer up!"

that giggle would be the end of you, and you knew it. as the shots slid onto the counter in front of you, you sighed. it wouldn't be horrible to have a little fun, right?

next thing you knew, goku had convinced you to join him on the dance floor. there had always been something so charming about his idiocy. something charming about how oblivious he was. however, now that he had you in your own little corner of the place in the dark, you could see something else behind those sweet eyes. you could see intention, like he was aware of exactly what he was doing. he was aware that it was the two of you. he was aware that you were both tipsy. he was aware that he was double your size. he was very aware.

with the lights spinning again, flashing a multitude of colors, you found yourself lost in music. lost in liquor. you and goku had been gradually getting closer to one another. you found yourself dancing right against him, and his rough, calloused hands were sliding up and down the sides of your torso, with a focus on your hips. swaying back and forth in rhythm, you could feel his muscles against your back. you could feel his breath against your neck. you shuddered, and looked up at him for some sort of clue as to what he was thinking. and looking back at you were two serious, calculating eyes. like a predator. "heh. you look surprised."

your lip shook ever so slightly. "you... are you?"

he smirked. "am i what? gotta finish the sentence."

you hiccuped, trying to clear your throat. "flirting?"

"i dunno," he hummed, feigning innocence. "problem?"

your eyes flickered down to his hands on your hips. they were gripping you. "...no."

his voice dropped an octave, getting raspy. "nice. you mind if i do something?"

"to... to me?" he nodded, and you were having trouble suffocating the butterflies in your stomach. you swallowed roughly, leaning your head back against his shoulder as you stared up at him. he was holding you against him. for a moment, you thought, what would gohan think? i mean, this was your friend's dad. this man was twice your age. but nonetheless, you replied, "you... can do anything you want. to me."

within a split second, he flipped you around and pressed your back against the club's concrete wall. you had no time to breathe. goku was kissing you with a passion. your hands gripped his clothes, pulling him as close as you could. his thigh pressed in between your legs, and at that point, you were putty in his hands. all you could do was whine. this was a completely different goku, and you were loving it.

he sank his teeth into the side of your neck, and you moaned out loud. when you noticed someone staring at the two of you, your eyes widened. "ah- goku! hey."

he pulled back from your skin by just inches. "something wrong?"

"we... we can't do this. not... in public."

his voice was gravelly. "why not? i'm sure people would love to watch. make 'em jealous."

you blushed and stammered out, "it... it's indecent... and a little illegal... to do things like this in public. my apartment would be a better place."

"your apartment?" he stood straight up and pressed two fingers to his forehead. he gripped your shoulder tightly. "gotcha."

and suddenly, you were both standing in the front hallway of your apartment. you blinked a few times, unsure of what the fuck just happened, but all of that was thrown to the wayside when goku's lips found yours again, pressing you against the wall of your living room.

your belongings fell to the ground, and your hands started to pull his shirt up so you could feel his torso. every muscle, every divot - he was so fucking ripped. and his hands weren't wasting time with you, either. traveling up your thighs, he tore your panties off with one finger. his hand grabbed your entire ass, and he took in a deep inhale, smelling your scent on the skin of your neck. "god, you smell so good."

"you... ah!" you lost your train of thought when he started grinding his crotch against yours. with flushed cheeks from a drunken stupor, you mumbled, "you... want me, don't you?"

shedding his t-shirt, he growled, "what do you think?"

he was biting at your skin as his hands discarded the rest of your clothes, albeit in a more refined fashion. once you were completely nude, he couldn't hold himself back anymore. he picked you up like a doll. like you weighed absolutely nothing to him. he was quick to find your bedroom, and he quite literally threw you down onto the bed. then, he followed. and his tongue found your slit, rough hands pushing your thighs apart so he could taste you as much as he possibly could.

your hand tangled in his thick hair. he was so sloppy, but it was quick to send every nerve in your body into a frenzy. he would grunt and groan, and his nose would bump against your clit, sending a jolt through your body. when his tongue actually plunged into you, you lost all of your bearings. you came all over his face, and he replied to it with a pleased groan, unwilling to pull away until your body relaxed. with one eye open, you looked down at his messy face. his dark, widened pupils. his flushed cheeks. then, he grinned. "i thought you'd taste good, but that was better than i thought."

panting, you whined back, "goku... i..."

"already on it." he was quick to remove his pants and boxers, and he was quick to climb back over you, trapping you in another kiss. with the full weight of his body against his, you realized just how small you were. his length slid along your folds, and you could taste yourself on his tongue.

your hands found his back when he got the opportunity to press himself into you, and he did so with a guttural groan. at that point, you couldn't think. the slow stretch was just too good, and your foreheads rested against one another until he was fully sheathed in you. he panted, "so... tight... i gotta..."

you panted back, "just... just fuck me."

and when his hips started snapping back and forth, you couldn't help but whine. your nails dug into his back, and his face was buried in your neck. he was relentless, keeping a fast, steady pace. as your moans got louder, you heard his voice in your ear. "shh... be a good girl. i know you can handle it."

hitting that sweet spot over and over, it didn't take any time for you to come undone a second time. and a third time. goku hadn't even broken much of a sweat, and he had you completely folded over underneath him. your eyes were locked on his as he cooed, "yeah, that's it. good."

in that moment, you understood that he was going to finish inside you. and you didn't care one bit about it. as if on cue, his huge frame leaned down to trap you in a tongue-filled kiss, hands gripping your ass. you weren't going anywhere. he had you completely pinned.

you'd lost count of how many times you came before his thrusts started to get sloppy. he was grunting more often, shaft head poking at your cervix every now and then. it hurt, but you were far too blissed out to care. "good girl. just... a little bit more, okay?"

by now, you were a babbling mess, but you managed to nod in response. the bed was slamming against the wall, and you knew that your neighbors on all sides would be complaining about the noise, if they hadn't already. his grunts were going right into your ear, and he grunted especially loudly as he said, "you ready?"

you nodded and mewled, "yes, please."

goku growled, then moaned beautifully has he came right into you. his hips didn't even stop, riding out his own orgasm with a blissful look on his face. when his hips eventually stopped, he collapsed onto you, breathing heavily. you were doing the same. your head was spinning. after only a minute, he propped himself up on his elbow. "whew... that was... amazing."

"i... know." you said this so quietly that you could barely hear it yourself. "it was."

then, goku gave you that trademark giggle. that trademark grin. you looked at him through half lidded eyes as he said, "i think we're gonna have to do that again. way more often than just once. i'm gonna need it."

you smiled and wrapped your arms around his torso. you couldn't respond vocally, but pulling him closer was the answer he needed. he giggled again and relaxed atop you, with no intention of moving any time soon.

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intheshadowsbehindyou · 7 months

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Hello! I love your writing style!! It's just so on spot, and I wanted to request some headcanons for the mercs with a gn! reader who doesn't really speak but they can communicate through sign language or paper for whatever reason, the thing is, the Merc and the reader find themselves in a really critical situation or just an incredibly intimate and comforting moment, blurting out for the first time something serious or stupid like "y'know when I first met you I thought you're really stupid...(affectionate)" IDK OF THIS MAKES SENSE OR IT'S WEIRD SORRY LMAOOA

(if you don't wanna do all of them you could do your faves & I hope there's a chance to add miss Pauling if possible😔) but anyway, too much to read,, sorry again!! Take care♡♡

Y/N with communication anxiety admits their feelings to the Mercs

Scout:

- He’s very chill and nonchalant about it. Although have fun hearing him talk his mouth off all the time and rant about random things. He takes a liking to you pretty quickly when you join his team and leans on the wall next to you tossing his ball from hand to hand and blowing bubbles with his bubblegum. “Heeey there slugger. What‘s your name? You look like a total nightmare today.” He says. When you don’t answer him and nervously gesture to your throat that you’d prefer staying quiet he pauses for a moment. “Not a talker, eh?”

- Literally will not shut the fuck up. Will talk to you for hours on end. Venting or just saying plain stupid shit to impress you. You find his personality rather charming and in exchange he seems to appreciate your content silence and preference to listen to him. Something that the other Mercs don’t really do.

- “Y’know, Y/N. I know this sounds fuckin’ weird but like— Thank you I guess? For listening to my nonstop ramblin. I mean.. Not many people stop to consider what I have to say.” He says this to you while you sit in Tuefort’s gazebo with him on a cold desert morning. “They just think i’m annoying I guess..”

- “Annoying yet charming and handsome nonetheless, Scout.” You finally work up the courage to mutter to him. Your voice is rasp and you smile.

- Scout pauses, then looks at you in complete disbelief. Did Y/N just speak? Atop of that it seemed to have been a flirtatious compliment. He takes a moment to process the situation and then sort of chortles. He runs his hand through his own hair and acts chill about it but on the inside he’s absolutely mad with feelings. “Wow.. That’s.. Yeah, OK.” he says, failing to find words. Face flushed with heat.

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Soldier:

- He was the first person to approach you in the base. Like ever. When he found out there was a new mercenary he needed to lay the ground rules to them as soon as possible. Instead of giving him a “Yes sir!” like he had hoped, you stared at him blankly. (I’d probably be rethinking this job offer.) Wondering why you hadn’t spoken up to him, he got close to your face and looked up and down you. “I’D LIKE TO HEAR A YES SIR PRIVATE!” Still nothing. You were too busy admiring his muscles. You’ve just met this man but you’d let him throw you off a bridge in an instant.

- When he still doesn’t get a response, he backs up and angrily fixes his helmet “Insubordination I see.. Heh. Okay.” He mutters and prepares to plan a punishment later. You are oddly charmed by his stupid greeting and you head to the nearest chalkboard and explain in writing why you can’t respond back. He lifts his helmet up to read it and then looks back at you. (The other Mercs are kind of stunned that Soldier even knows how to read in the first place.)

- “Ah, I see.. Strange tactical decision but not unheard of.” He responds, then straightens his posture apologetically. You two become close friends from then on. Medic has to explain to him later that you just have “mild” communication issues. For the first few months of your guys’ friendship the dumbass thought you were doing this to gain an upper hand.

- After a match one day you catch him smoking a cigar on a huge pile of bodies in the pouring rain. You step up the horrific mess of blood and guts to meet him. He doesn’t look too happy. Although Soldier never really opens up about anything to anyone. He’s way too deep in his little military fantasy. You sit next to him and put a hand on his shoulder reassuringly. Whatever the hell he was upset about you knew it wasn’t good. After a bout of silence you whisper “You’re a wonderful strategist, Soldier.”

- You can’t see his expression underneath his helmet but you can certainly hear his heartbeat quicken because of how close you are. His mouth nearly twitches up into a grin. He doesn’t respond to your compliment but he’s relieved to hear one nonetheless after all this time.

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Demoman:

- You find him making bombs in his quarters when you meet him for the first time. He doesn’t look too friendly but as you decide to walk by he immediately calls out to you. “Ayeee! New blood. Get ova’ here a second. Wee lil monster.” He beckons his hand aggressively.

- You walk over to him and he puts an arm around your shoulder. Patting you reassuringly. “Aye.. So It’s not gonna be easy livin’ here just so you know. We’re all a wee bit mad. Don’t take the others’ too seriously when dey bother ye.” He takes the responsibility upon himself to let you know as an older Merc it’ll be okay. He slaps you friendlily on the back after his conversation and sends you off. He doesn’t really question the fact you aren’t speaking.

- You immediately take a liking to him though. Mainly due to his explosive personality on the battlefield (pun intended.) He gets horribly drunk before doing any Mercenary work and acts goofy the entire time. His charisma pulls you in like a magnet. You want to speak to him but it’s so hard…

- After months of simping for this guy from afar, you slip a note under his doorframe professing your feelings to him. You hear him pick it up. The next thing you know, he barges into your quarters the next day after a match and grabs you by the shoulders. Asking you in complete disbelief if you actually meant everything you said.

- “Yes, I just think you’re really attractive!” you blurt out instinctively. Alarmed by his behavior. He lets you go; having heard your voice for the first time. The shock of the revelation and the sound of your voice, atop of the alcohol seemed to have done it for him. He immediately kissed you on the lips without warning. You’re the first person in years to say this to him.

- “I… Er.. “ He walks away after that. You have no fucking idea what the hell even happened.

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Engineer:

- You hear the sweet melody of a guitar echoing off the intel room. Despite its clearly southern origins you are drawn to it. As if it was some sort of hypnosis. You’d recognize that melody anywhere. The year was 1967 and you were no stranger to your own childhood. That was clearly “El Paso.” You’ve heard that song on the radio a million times already. But somehow this was different. The soothing voice it came from was singing it as if it were his own lullaby to the multiple sentries around him. The ones of his own creation of course.

- Next thing you know, you’re sitting next to him on the intel desk, sleepy as all shit from the melody and the white noise from the patrolling sentries. You wake up an hour later to embarrassingly finding yourself on this stranger’s lap. You want to profusely apologize to your colleague but nothing comes out.

- He doesn’t even seem phased. For some reason he was stroking your hair as he gazed off into the distance.

- Ever since that day you became close to Engineer. He was completely unbothered by your communication issues and actually kind of appreciates the silent times he has with you. He rarely speaks to you while hanging out either, out of respect for your boundaries. Only the occasional conversation here and there. You are both existing together.

- “I love you, Dell.” You finally say, after a night of drinking in his workshop with him. You are perched up on his lap as always and he’s petting you. At first he misunderstands this as platonic. “Aww..” He cooes. “No, I mean it. I’ve always found you so —“ You bury your face into his chest. Muffling the last part of your sentence “Safe to be around.”

- He’s unbelievably boiling with hormones on the inside. He tips his hardhat forward to hide his flustered face. Holding his own chin. “Dammit..” He mutters in an incredibly positive way. You’ve successfully won this man over.

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Heavy:

- He’s already met you before the job. Accidentally caught you in a coffee shop in Tuefort being yelled at by an ableist Karen and he took it upon himself to nearly strangle her for you. Heavy doesn’t tolerate behavior like that. You need to insult people with style or nothing at all. Don’t pick on their disabilities. Aim for the most stereotypical high school bully route possible. Come on, you gotta be an asshole skillfully.

- He could tell you were different the moment you joined the team. But that’s fine. He was quite misunderstood too. Heavy wasn’t a dumb himbo. He was a GIANT man with a lust for blood. Although he enjoyed chaos as much as any Merc, Heavy also valued silence. Something that you provided him with your presence. You catch him deliberately body shielding you on the battlefield because he knows this communication issue didn’t come out of nowhere. You’re distressed. This was his subtle attempt to let you know he cared.

- He catches you unable to sleep one night. He opens your door and notes the fact your light was still visible through the cracks. You’re sitting on the bed in an uncomfortable fetal position.

- “Little thing will not sleep?” He asks you. Although he has his typical hardened expression the question suggested he cared. “Hm. Stay here. Heavy will grab bedtime story.”

- He reads you an old Russian classic. Although depending on who you are you might not understand it. Regardless the soft sounds are alluring sleep. It’s clear he’s read people stories many times before because his whispers hit all the right places.

- You mumble to him a thank you. Which makes him pause mid sentence. He doesn’t know how the ever living fuck to process what he’s feeling right now. It’s a mixture of affection and the pang of what is typically the start of romantic attraction. Ew gross he’s feeling soft and fuzzy emotions.

- You pull him under the covers with you eagerly. He grumpily obeys but he doesn’t know why. He nearly destroys your bed with his weight and has to put you on his chest to cuddle. You can hear the sound of the ubercharged baboon heart inside him. Still pumping away and working to keep him going. You slip into slumber easily.

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Pyro:

- Talking is overrated anyway. Nobody really understands Pyro when they speak under the mask. Trying to say something simple like “There’s a spy behind you.” is often met with a confused expression. When Pyro meets you, it’s when he’s allured by your skills on the battlefield. In their point of view you are a glorious unicorn prancing around a field of pollen. (More like debris from the enemy soldiers’ rockets but that’s besides the point.)

- There are rare moments where Pyro is completely lucid and self aware of the fact they’re a mercenary for hire though. They compliment you on your abilities after a match and it takes you a while to understand but you nod.

- They won’t. stop. complimenting. you. You are dragged to his tea parties and childish shenanigans and you find over time it’s surprisingly pleasant to escape from the bloodshed once and a while. Cuddling sessions ensue as time goes on.

- You catch their face without their suit while they’re getting changed. That is vulnerability that Pyro wasn’t ready for yet. They break down sobbing and self depreciating and you feel heartbroken. Who the hell taught them to hate themselves so fucking much? You’re having a bit of empathy overload right now as they squeal and choke up. Finding no other alternative but to speak blissful things about their appearance and personality. Hearing you speak for the first time makes them cry more. (In an incredibly positive way luckily.)

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Sniper:

- Oh shit. Another person whose super quiet for some reason?! Except your situation is different. You’d like to socialize but it’s difficult. Sniper doesn’t want to socialize and he hates basically everybody. But he has that “grumpy older brother who teases you” energy. He’s well aware you’re younger than the other Mercs and therefore a tad easier on you.

- He’s scoping out a crack in the window when he feels your presence behind him. His shoulders stiffen and that’s how you know he senses you. “Blimey. You’d make a terrible Spy.” he mutters. Bringing his gun away from the hole to put it down and face you. His hypersensitivity to noise is no doubt from being stabbed a million times.

- You wonder how he’s able to tell it’s even you in the first place. He’s possibly grown accustomed to how each Mercenary sounds when they approach his nest. You can smell the scent of strong cologne mixed in with bond fire lingering off him. Couple that with the fact that he’s so unbelievably hot? You came to bring him some morning coffee but you end up setting it down to spontaneously hug him.

- “Wh— fuck.” He growls. Both caught off guard and swaying a bit. Trying to adjust to extra weight. He hesitantly hugs you back. Wondering if you were sick or something and needed soothing. He doesn’t understand why anybody would want this from him. It takes him a minute to put his arms around you and pat you.

- “What’s wrong mate?” he says, in your ear. This man might be giving you a voice kink if you don’t already have one. Holy shit. You don’t want to be humiliated by your own voice in front of him and your lips quiver. Incapable of finding the words you’re thinking of. “You’re cute.” you finally say. In a last ditch effort when no other words came to mind. To say you desperately wanted this man was an understatement.

- You hear him take a sharp breath in. He stifles a groan from the amount of energy you just shot into his godamn stomach. Not only was it a pleasure to hear your voice for the first time but it felt intimate. He was very sensitive to things like this. You swore you could hear this man purring in your ear like a cat. He was evidentially as touch starved as you were.

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Medic:

- No speaking?! Oh! this man has to study you like right fucking now. What a curiosity. He’s never met somebody who had issues speaking like this before. He hates to admit —and won’t admit for that matter — that he might be doing this out of emotion as well. Believe it or not Medic can be an incredibly emotion driven person. Not just for the pleasures of harming people but the unwanted sympathy that comes with being human. He hates the idea he might care for you. Why does he even feel that way? It’s not like you’re different from any other Merc..

- Except you are. You’re you. That’s the problem. You’re lovable in every way and no amount of rumination will ever explain why.

- His first instinct upon discovering this about you is to ask you questions about how bad it is. Obviously quickly realizing how stupid that is — he hands you his clipboard and a fresh piece of paper to communicate. “Do you speak if at all?” “Do you experience this in the presence of certain stressors?” “Did you have traumatic experiences that led to this?” “Is this perhaps a case of selective mutism?”

- You scramble to write down incredibly passive aggressive and sarcastic answers but they are answers nonetheless. He seems pleased with the results. Under normal circumstances you’d hate being treated like a guinea pig but his excited smile was charming. The fact that somebody wanted to understand your situation so badly was a bit riveting. He was hungry for information about the human existence. “Danke!”

- You catch something you’d never suspect in a mad scientist such as himself. While he’s drawing mathematical equations on his chalkboard one night he periodically looks over his shoulder to frown at you while he thinks you’re not paying attention.

- He’s doing a terrible job at hiding his human nature. There was a bout of emotion in his eyes about your health. As much as the doctor tried to remove this from his work, it kept rearing its ugly head in certain situations. “I love you, Doctor.” You tell him.

- SNAP. His fingers break the chalk in half. Just like his crumbling facade. You could see his eye twitch as he accesses ten thousand possible answers he could give you in his mind. “Aheh, could you give me a moment, bitte?” He tells you. Waltzing into the other room. You could hear muffled screaming coming from his bedroom. He regrets taking this job and wished he died in police custody.

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Spy:

- YES! FINALLY SOMEONE WHO DOESN’T MAKE HIM WANT TO PULL HIS HAIR OUT AND BACKFLIP OFF A CLIFF

- Spy elegantly invites you to his quarters one night after weeks of avoiding you the first time you come here. He pours you some wine and hands you a glass. (adjusting your hand in the process because you’re holding the glass wrong.)

- “Do you know why I brought you here?” He asks. Pacing around the room and lighting himself a cigarette from his disguise kit. In all honesty you have no idea why but the sight of such a handsome older man doing this for you was distracting. “It is your performance as of late. You are throughly calculated I must say.” You couldn’t agree with this, but you wondered if he had some sort of thing for competent people. (Your assumptions are correct.)

- …. “Not to mention quieter than me when I scope out prey.” He mentions. Waving the cigarette between two fingers. He was a Spy and you had no doubt he was trying to read you like a book but having difficulties. He was especially accustomed to having small talk with the other Mercs to better fake their counterparts when disguised as them. You couldn’t help but feel a little flattered over the fact that not even a Spy could properly look through you.

- He looked at you rather frustratingly once he realizes you’re still not speaking. “Not even the slightest bit of speaking. Do you realize how much harder you make my job?” He complains sarcastically. You can’t help but crack a humored grin at this. He isn’t being ableist in this situation, rather he’s angry he can’t psychoanalyze somebody. You knew it was within’ a Spy’s nature to instinctively do this.

- He responded positively to your grin. Moving away and dragging his cigarette. Trying to hide a bit of his own amusement. “Yes, yes. You find my suffering to be equivalent to the entire circus.” He says. “But in in all honesty your silence is preferred.” Spy moves in and lifts your chin up with his pointer finger.

- “Tu es agréable à côtoyer..” He hisses. His voice sounding like a hungry cat as he draws closer to you. Spy has a very distinct look in his eye. One that basically screams thoughtful and mysterious. You nearly passed out at the unintentionally romantic gesture.

- “Please throw me off a fucking building.” You say.

- “What?”

#team fortress 2 #tf2 #demoman x reader #heavy x reader #medic x reader #spy x reader #tf2 x reader #tf2 x you #pyro x reader #sniper x reader #I FORGOT TO DO MISS PAULING IM SORRY

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ineffable-gallimaufry · 1 month

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characters in les mis (musical) ranked on how good their introductions were:

jean valjean: 9/10 he actually says his name and like . conveniently gives us his backstory while talking to javert which was nice

javert: 10/10 literally says his name and then says "do not forget my name" so forcefully i managed to not forget his name immediately so that was good

the bishop: 5/10 solid but not enough context. could've used a whole five minute song about only him beforehand tbh (kidding i swear)

fantine: 9/10 she does have people say her name which is good, she doesn't say it directly but like she does fill in her situation well. also i would feel bad for giving her a low score since her intro is literally her having a horrible time

bamatabois: 3/10 he never says his name and he's a huge asshole . only gets a three because it conveyed his character well + javert was there. but he also gets a three because i hate him

fauchelevent: 10/10 because. it's the runaway cart man . best song in les mis. also they do say his name so it works

cosette: 10/10 her name is said over and over again before she's even onstage + her introduction really shows the bleakness of the situation she lives in with the thénardiers

mme thénardier: 8/10 she doesn't say her name but it is a good introduction nonetheless . 8/10 instead of 9/10 because it isn't like. my favorite favorite but it is good

eponine: 6/10 controversial but sorry. i feel like they introduce us to eponine as kind of a brat (with her name which is nice) and even maybe as helping her mother directly to hurt cosette whereas we don't get a good enough reintroduction to her character in act two that gives us a better idea of her character as someone who's arguably just as hurt by the thénardiers as cosette. it's still okay though

m thénardier: 10/10 they say his name and then immediately he gets master of the house? it's a good introduction to the fact he's a big old thief and it's also kind of a bop. no notes

gavroche: 10/10 his name is in his first line. and it gives you a very good impression of him. i don't have any notes alright . i mean they kinda give the impression he's not related to thénardier but i can't fault them for not including that since it's not a HUGE plot point

enjolras: 2/10 i genuinely do not think anyone ever adresses this guy by name. i only remembered he was supposed to be there after i watched the play and then had to hunt down the actor's name in my playbill so i could see if i remembered him. like he just felt like another member of les amis tbh. two points because at least he's still characterized well

marius: 5/10 we hear his name from enjolras and because we get no context for his life before this point he feels so damn uninteresting... like all we get is the "ooh marius is in looove" without ANY context of his life outside of that. literally just there to fall in love with cosette and it shows

les amis de l'abc: 4/10 i am grouping them together because they literally get NO distinguishing qualities from each other in their introductions. grantaire making fun of someone is alright for things grantaire would do but like. can we not give that to courfeyrac?? why are all of them such non characters in this introduction?? like at least we get a few name drops from enjolras but i am just not really a fan. courfeyrac should be in here more since marius lives with him but i guess that doesn't matter because marius had his whole backstory surgically removed to make room for the brick to not be a million year long play. whatever. probably why lesgle gets nothing either despite the fact he introduced marius to les amis. didn't know this got on my nerves so much

patron-minette: 5/10 i mean. it's AN introduction but also to be fair i can't get mad too much since they're not major characters+ they are kinda interchangeable in the end. only montparnasse got a name drop but they did also keep my favorite eponine moment largely intact so. eh. whatever they get a five for being mediocre

#les mis #les miserables #these are just my opinions and they're very biased (see the fact that fauchelevent gets a 10/10)#but i'll put em out there lol

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shewrites444 · 4 months

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earned it part 2 [thomas shelby x mafia reader smut]

[ apologizes for not posting in what seems like ages. i've been working and in school so i haven't had much time, but here is a continuation of one of my old thomas shelby imagines i managed to finish up. i loved this trope so much i needed to write a part 2. check out part 1 here ]

word count - 2.3k

[ summary - following the events of part 1, the reader abruptly meets with the peaky blinders at the races to discuss their unfinished deal. thomas takes note of her unkind, frustrated nature, and intends to loosen her up. ]

[ warnings - dirty talk, oral (m receiving), unprotected sex ]

the front door was opened for me by one of my guards, the ballroom guests granting me several admirable stares and nods, but nonetheless, eyes still coated with fear, given everyone in the room knew who i was. if not, they were about to.

i sigh, reaching into my purse and pulling out a small revolver and holding it towards the crowd.

"i don't plan on shooting any of you, i don't even know you." i begin, hearing the doors shut behind me. "i'm just making a point. i need someone to direct me towards the peaky blinders."

a shorter, scruffy man, who seemed to be the ballroom assistant, walked towards me with his hands up, gesturing me to follow him to another room, down a long hallway, to a shut, windowless door on the right. he opened it for me as i flag off my men to stand outside.

the door opens to a view of thomas and his two brothers, smoking cigars with three glasses of whiskey on the table and a bottle closest to the one brother with the thicker mustache, who i assumed was the oldest, given his drunken look and far more aged face. the three of them look to me, thomas displaying a bit of confusion, while the others smirk, the oldest nudging the other.

"i didn't know they sent us up a whore, johnny boy!" the oldest chuckled, setting down his cigar. "she's a pretty looking one, too. i didn't know italians worked around this area."

thomas coughed to stop his brother from speaking any further. "this is [y/n] [y/l/n], arthur. leader of the sicilian mob. please, have a seat, [y/n]."

i grin, looking to his brothers as their faces redden with embarrassment, their laughter stopping in quite literally, half a second. i sit next to thomas, taking a cigarette and letting him light it. i sigh, looking to his brothers.

"nice to meet the two of you." i say, setting my purse on the table. "i am armed, so i don't mind shooting either of you if you call me a whore one more time."

thomas chuckles, glancing down to look at me, up and down, observing the silk red dress and the black coat that complemented it. he took a sip of his drink. "to what do we all owe the pleasure, miss [y/n]?"

"i think you're a bit late on our agreement, mr. shelby." i look up to him with a serious face. "i wanted you to talk to those men, get them to my state, and it all goes away, hm? that would make life so much easier for our families, wouldn't it? if you did your job. i can't do mine until you finish yours, you know."

he smirks, putting out his cigar. "i think we could discuss this later, don't you think? my brothers and i are sorting through completely different business at the moment."

"well, it seems to me that business was waiting for a woman to suck off each of you. at least, that was their business." i stand up, grabbing thomas's half full glass and sip it nearly full, setting it back down and grabbing my purse. "i would say it's been a pleasure, thomas and thomas's brothers, but it has not. have fun at the races."

i open the door and walk out, back towards the ballroom. arthur immediately looks to tommy, shaking his head and nudging john on the side, the two of them cracking up with drunken laughter.

"you fucked her, didn't you?" arthur leans back, watching tommy look down with a flushed grin. "i'm impressed. i didn't think mob bosses went for peaky fucking blinders. i've got to find myself one now, eh?"

thomas chuckled, glancing down at his empty glass and tapping his ring softly against it. “good luck with that, arthur. last thing she’d want is you.” he stood up, filling his glass before getting out of the booth. he held it up to his brothers. “i’ll be back, boys. business.”

arthur and john laugh, gesturing their glasses back towards thomas before he shut the door. thomas sipped down the whiskey as he walked down the hallways, his eyes darting around the room to search for myself, unknowingly aware that i was in the bathroom fixing the pins in my hair.

it seemed he must’ve talked to one of my guards because the door was soon knocked on and opened before i could even respond. i glance over to thomas, rolling my eyes as he leans against the frame with a smirk. i tuck my hair behind my ears, facing him with a blank expression.

“you are aware i came here for business and business only, mr. shelby. i didn’t mean to interrupt you and your brothers, or accidentally share more information than what was given to your family beforehand, but this needs to be taken care of soon.”

he smiled at me, never breaking eye contact during my words. he gestured his glass towards me before taking a sip. “i hear you loud and clear, miss [y/n], but you’re not the only person i have agreements with, eh? i’m a pretty busy man.”

“and i’m a pretty busy woman, mr. shelby. you’ve mentioned it yourself, in our previous encounter, that i was quite a powerful, driven woman, hm? i’ve got other deals to fulfill other than ours, but i can’t do much until you’ve done your part.”

he walked closer to me, his free hand locking the door behind him. he set the glass on the bathroom counter, stepping close enough to corner me into the countertop. i sigh through my nose, crossing my arms. “just do your job, mr. shel-”

“i will.” he interrupts, leaning down to cup both my cheeks, lifting my face up to lock our eyes. “why don’t you let me do something else for you in the meantime, eh?“

i take his hands and pull them off my face, shaking my head and step to the right towards the door. “i told you i came here for business.”

thomas snaked his arm around my waist and pulled me back towards the counter, his grip still soft enough for me to pull away if i wanted to, but i didn’t, feeling him press me against the counter. he leaned down to kiss me gently, which i returned, feeling his hands slide my coat off in the process of it all.

i reach down to unbuckle his belt, then unbutton his pants, sliding my hand down his boxers and onto his forming erection, lightly stroking his cock while he reached behind me to unzip my dress. he slides it off my shoulders and it falls to the floor. i step out of it and scoot it to the side, now left in nothing but my underwear.

he broke the kiss, looking down to my nearly nude figure as he wrapped his arms around me, picking me up and sitting me on the cold countertop. he slipped off his jacket, unbuttoned his white dress shirt, and removed his pants, until he too was left in his underwear.

to my surprise, he leaned down, onto his knees, beginning to kiss my lower thighs, trailing his lips towards my inner thighs, softly licking and kissing and biting my sensitive flesh, until he was inches away from my already wet pussy, which was already visibly coating my white underwear.

“you know, i can’t seem to get the taste of you out my mouth, miss [y/n].” he began, reaching his right hand up to push my underwear to the side. “spread your legs for me, won’t you, love?”

my cheeks redden my stomach tightens and i begin to do so, but hesitated after a moment. it seemed this would be more entertaining and worth while if i presented him with a challenge. “what makes you think i enjoyed it the last time?” i smirk, looking down at thomas. “or better yet, what makes you think you deserve it?”

he chuckles, leaning up to face me again, eye level, and kisses me again, his hands holding me by the shoulders. “oh, is that so? just imagine how i’m going to talk to you when you’re on your knees before me, miss [y/n]. you’re going to be begging me to touch you.”

thomas takes me off the counter and gestures for me to get on the floor, which i do after a few seconds, watching him pull his underwear down, exposing his large erection, my face going red as i look up to him nervously.

“no touching you until i cum, so go on ahead.”

i lean closer, opening my mouth wide and sliding him inside and i begin to suck him off, looking up to lock eyes while i pump his cock with my right hand, which quickly collected spit from my mouth. i feel his hand hold the back of my head, pushing me towards him as his cock shoves itself down my throat, making me gag unexpectedly, while he thrusted himself towards me.

he pushes himself deeper down my throat, and i blink, stimulated tears rolling down my wet cheeks as he throat fucks me, my own pathetic gargles and gags weakly muffled through his cock. he smirks as we lock eyes once again, his balls slapping against my chin as he continues, his free hand reaching down to wipe the tears.

“you want to act like you’re so deserving and so authoritative, miss [y/n], but you’ll let me shove my cock down your throat in a minute.” he chuckles, no break in his rhythm. “you’re gonna swallow every last bit of me, eh? well, you don’t really have a choice with my cock so deep inside your mouth anyway.”

he releases his orgasm down my throat, pumping himself through it as he swallow every last drop. upon pulling himself out of me, i gasp, regaining air and weakly standing up with his help. he leaves no time to waste, kissing me passionately and quickly turning me around, pressing me against the countertop and angling my body towards him, pushing his cock into my folds after coating it with my wetness.

i moan loudly, feeling him reenter my warmth, and it feels just as good, if not better, than the last time. he reaches his hand over to play with my clit, which only causes me to arch my body more towards him, sinking him deeper into my pussy. i glance over into the mirror, his face resting aside me own on my shoulder, locking our eyes through the glass.

he presses a kiss against my cheek and snakes his other arm around my waist, pushing himself deeper inside of me, earning a gasp from my wet lips. he grins at my response, leaning my body up a bit to where i could see below my waist. the mirror that sat on the countertop was tall and long, providing me with a view of thomas’s cock thrusting in and out of me, along with his fingers as they played with my already swollen and overstimulated clit. i stare, my whimpers coating the the room while thomas groaned, fucking me so hard that i could feel the tip of his cock in what felt like my lower stomach.

“i-i wanna watch you cum inside me, thomas. i wanna feel you inside of me.” i moan, my hands holding the edges of the counter. “please fill me up, fuck, please!”

he nodded more to himself, looking me in the eyes through the glass once more as he held me tighter, fucked me harder, and moved his index finger on my clit though a circular motion, the two of us reaching our orgasms soon in harmony, his filling up my insides within seconds of release. he slowly pulled out of me, my own wetness coating his cock and small remains of his cum dripping from my pussy, down my thighs.

i watch him grab a towel from the rack to the side of the toilet, wiping my cheeks and my mouth and then wiping off his cock. he handed it to me to wipe off my pussy, and i then tossed it into a basket of towels aside the rack.

“begging to finish inside of you now, eh? seems someone is losing up their high nature, miss [y/n].” thomas teases as he begins to get dressed.

i shake my head, biting my lower lip as i do the same, slipping on my dress and turning around for him to zip it up. “let’s pretend i didn’t ask you to do that, if you’re going to rub it in my face, mr. shelby.”

he leans down to hand me my coat, reaching into his pocket and grabbing a cigarette, gesturing it towards me and then lighting it for me. he begins to smoke as well, opening the door for me to leave first.

“perhaps the next time i’ll be the one on my knees, if i deserve it, hm?” he jokes, looking down at me with a smirk as i scoff, rolling my eyes.

“i wasn’t lying about that, mr. shelby. you want to taste me so bad, i’ll be the one fucking you like a whore, but that is an act i don’t think a man like you is quite ready for.”

he shakes his head, now upon reaching the room his brothers were still in. he takes my hand and kisses it lightly, his other hand on the doorknob. “i’ll finish my side of the deal this week, miss [y/n]. next meeting of ours, i’ll be ready to see what you have in store for me. i’ll see you then.”

“if you say so.” i grin, winking before i turn the other way and walk back towards the bathroom where my guards stood. i wipe my mouth and hold my head high as i walk down the stairs and towards the doors of the building.

i wasn't someone to give up authority so easily, but thomas shelby was something and someone else. i couldn't even imagine how our next meeting would be after our deal concluded, but whatever it entailed had to involve me having the upper hand.

#smut writing #x yn #x reader #cillian murphy #cillian murphy x reader #thomas shelby x reader #thomas shelby smut #thomas shelby imagine #thomas shelby #thomas shelby peaky blinders #peaky blinders x reader #peaky blinders smut #peaky blinders imagine #peaky blinders fanfic

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ssundayz · 2 months

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henloooo sunday kisser!( ´ ▽ ` )/ i hope you've been dinking oiter and taking breaks!!Can I ask for what kind of dates would jing yuan,gepard and luka take their s/o on?tysm and have a nice day/night :3

✦ DATES – ft. jing yuan, gepard, luka.

───── a/n: HI Y-GENERAL-KISSER-UE. i’ve been dinking oiter and taking breaks, you better be too. <3 i’m not Too familiar with the three of them so i really hope i did them justice wuauauaua, have a good day lil meowmeow!!! i hope these are to your liking teehee ───── cw: none / wc: 540~

───── JING YUAN – garden date, relaxed and tranquil, yet still playful.

The field stretches wide. Your problems are beyond the walls surrounding the garden – it’s just you and Jing Yuan, a board of star chess between you and cups of warm tea. The yellow leaves dance around you and fall with a light, whirring breeze. Jing Yuan’s hair flutters in the wind, a little bird peeking at you from where it’s buried at his nape. Curious, beady eyes inspect you. When Jing Yuan lifts his finger to it, the finch takes a perch.

His hand moves to you, and the curious bird takes another short moment to survey you before it takes a seat on your shoulder. Its feathers brush by your neck as it poofs and begins to preen without any worry – you shudder a bit at the new sensation. Jing Yuan laughs. And if you didn’t know him well, you wouldn’t have noticed that one of your pieces was not in the same place it was before.

───── GEPARD – flowers and a meal; clumsy, but just what you love.

In Belobog, flowers are a novelty – the frost smothers them before they even sprout. But people have found ways to nurture them in this terrible weather – with perseverance and love. It is a temporary pleasure, yes – but nonetheless a symbol and a wish for long lasting love. The bouquet Gepard gave you was tucked to the brim with beautiful white flowers, pristine as the white snow, but a much kinder tint.

They suit you. He can’t help but fluster as you lift a bulb from the bundle to your nose to smell it – the smell of a season that never comes, but also the smell of hope. When you look up again, you can’t help but notice that Gepard has gone bright red. He quickly offers you his hand then, almost knocking the bouquet out of your hands – his mortified look makes you laugh. The wrapping got caught on a loop on his sleeve. You wonder if you’ll make it to the restaurant in time.

───── LUKA – here and there, a bit of everything; energetic and adventurous.

There’s no plans – it’s hard to make any in the Underworld. That was never a problem for Luka – he can make anything work. Where’s the fun when everything is planned anyway? He picks you up from home, and you walk into the unknown. Despite the unpredictable nature of the Underworld, you know that you’ll be safe with him, whatever trouble may meet you on your path. (Your sleep always happens to be fruitful after a night of hanging out with Luka. His style is exhausting, but fun nonetheless.)

Hook–eh, Pitch-dark Hook the Great tugs on your sleeve, pulling you to aeon-knows-where – the sound of boxes crashing ahead makes you sigh to yourself. When you send a perplexed look to Luka, he looks similarly puzzled. Julian’s hand is wound in his jacket, and he’s just as helpless as you. You never signed up for troubleshooting, but it’s become a bit of a hobby – at the end of it, you and Luka will have many stories to tell and laugh about. Your adventures almost sound like out of a storybook.

#honkai star rail x reader #hsr x reader #jing yuan x reader #gepard x reader #luka x reader #✦ a dream within a dream

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hangesdarling · 27 days

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Hello I’m aware your request are open so allow me to ask for Mary and/or yumeko with a fem!reader who’s shorter then them

(Idk if you write poly but I’d like it if it was and yumeko x Mary x reader please)

Yumeko and Mary with a shorter girlfriend...

PAIRING. Yumeko Jabami x fem!reader x Mary Saotome

CONTENT. just yumeko and mary being the best girlfriends <33

A/N. i'm happy to do both hehe

being yumeko and mary's girlfriend could be a lot of fun and disaster

they both like how much you're shorter than them as they find the height difference extremely cute

the first year you and mary were classmates, she would subtly tease you, snickering when you're right beside her because of the height difference but her teasing often sounded like flirting and when you teased her back, she'd become a blushing mess

the first time you and yumeko met, it was in a gambling room. after that game, yumeko found you interesting and was looking after you. she moved silently so you didn't notice her peeking over your shoulder which surprised you. she apologized for surprising you. she remarked how adorable you were when you studied your cards. a day never passed when she's not around you since then.

when you can't reach something on the shelf, mary would be the type to just reach it for you. no trouble, anything for her girlfriend, sure

on the other hand, yumeko would playfully lift you by your waist so you could get it, laughing more if you ever topple over each other (mary just shakes her head at you two)

mary thinks you look adorable when you borrow her clothes because they look longer on you, her bigger shirts might look like a short dress when you wear it

yumeko loves sharing her clothes with you too, and would probably wear some of yours despite how short it is on her.

yumeko always manages to convince you and mary to have slumber parties on weekends. you'd probably spend the night painting each other's nails a cute shade or playing different variations of poker

at bedtime, mary insists on being your bigger spoon while yumeko usually switches around so she can hug both you and mary (better keep her in the middle)

yumeko is the cuddliest so she would often hug you from behind, resting her chin on your shoulder or the top of your head while mary likes it when your face is buried in her chest

"you look like a cat, y/n," yumeko would say, poking your cheek. "eh? what does that mean?" you would chuckle. "when you cuddle into mary's chest, you look just like a cat. pretty cute," she would giggle, placing a soft kiss on your nose. (in reality, she just wants to cuddle you like that more often or have mary cuddle you both like a pair of felines)

expect to receive a lot of forehead kisses from both of them

when in a waiting line, they instinctively put you in front so they can put their hands around your shoulders or your waist

mary pats your head or ruffles your hair whenever you cuddle with her. a reassuring hand is her show of affection

yumeko always takes your hand, loving how it feels around her fingers

both adore you when you try on high heels but love whatever you put on nonetheless

mary and yumeko always tell you you're just the right size for cuddles and never fail to make you feel that way

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"There's something stuck on your butt" "What is it?" "My eyes ;-)"

Obey Me! Character Reactions

Lucifer

"There is? What is it?"

"My eyes ;-)"

Looks at you like you're an idiot

Questioning his taste in lovers because how in the world did he fall for someone so-

Won't admit that it was a teeny tiny bit funny but you definitely heard him blow air out of his nose

Master manipulator, he'd find a way to flip the joke on you

"Is that so? I suppose you might need me to check if your pants don't have anything stuck as well"

But in public he'd be mortified, especially if you said it front of Diavolo

Glaring daggers at you and will probably give you the silent treatment until you make it up to him

He would probably use the joke against you in the future to be honest

and use it as an excuse to cop a feel

Mammon

"Huh?! Why didn't you say anything sooner?! What is it??"

"My eyes, chicibaby ;-)"

Immediately flustered

Turns around and covers his ass with his hands

"You think you're funny or somethin'? Well I'm not laughing!"

Is actually holding back a laugh

If you two are alone he'll let out his laugh and tease you back

On the other hand doing it in front of his brothers would make him feel equal parts shy and cocky

He'll take up any chance to make his brothers jealous

But also way to embarrass him! Jeez! ....."you were only looking at mine right, mc?"

Is definitely a good sport about it though, next time you're both alone he'll try to catch you off guard by saying it back

Leviathan

"What! What is it? That's so embarrassing?!?"

"My eyes, bae ;-)"

Takes him a good moment to process what you said before he goes red in the face

"You can't just say those kinds of things!!"

He's so embarrassed, his crush just admitted to checking him out! Not just that, they were checking out his ass!

Overthinking it just a bit too much

Won't stop covering his butt

If you say it in front of his brothers, he'd genuinely run away from how flustered he is

"Uh...MC.... did you actually mean what you said..? ..........about my ass"

When all is said and done he actually finds it a bit funny, but don't count on him being able to handle the jest a second time

Satan

"Ah, really? What is it?"

"My eyes, baby ;-)"

Laughs a bit, only you'd be so bold with him

Is just a little bit embarrassed but he's flattered nonetheless, hyper aware of his own ass now

If you're both alone he'll definitely joke back and suggest that you have something stuck as well

"And here I thought your eyes were on the book I lent you, I can't say i mind though"

If it's in front of his brothers he'd be a lot more embarrassed but he'd be good at playing it off

Even though Belphie is 100% cough-laughing right behind him

Overall a fun little quip between you two, although he'd prefer you kept it between you both

Asmo

"Eh! What is it? Get it off!"

"It's my eyes ;-)"

Is probably one of the only brothers who genuinely laughs

Thinks it's super cute that you'd hit on him so blatantly

Will literally turn around for you and do a little pose

"Hehe! You can look all you want, Mc! Or touch, whichever one you prefer <3"

"Maybe I should check if you have anything stuck too!"

Cue a fun little tussle on his bed that he'll let you win, but only because it's you

Truly doesn't care about whether you say it in public or private, will respond accordingly either way

Ends up being on of his favorite jokes and will use it on you any given moment

Beel

"Hm? I do?"

"Yeah it's right there, Beel"

"What is it?"

"My eyes ;-)"

Stops walking in circles to check his own butt to stare at you

It takes him a moment to process that he didn't actually stain his clothes with something

Blushes about it but thinks it pretty funny

"Heh, you scared me, I'm glad there isn't actually something there though"

If you do it in front of his brothers he'd be a bit more embarrassed but he accepts all declarations of love, even the.. questionable ones

Any weird looks are simply ignored, he's happy to see you giggling at your own jokes

10/10 at taking the joke, he probably won't say it back though

Belphie

"Hmm? Take it off"

"I cant, it's rlly stuck "

"What is it?"

"My eyes ;-)"

Deadpans at your joke

Plays dead to ignore you just to be a little shit

If you manage to get him to crack an eye open he'd just huff

"So you've been staring at my butt while i sleep? Weirdo"

100% covers his face with the blanket to hide his smile

What can he say, it was a bit funny

If you say it in front of his brothers he'd be way more embarrassed

Would flat out squint menacingly and proceed to ignore your until his brothers are gone

Probably won't use the joke in the future but wouldn't be opposed to hearing it again

Solomon

"Ah, that's embarrassing, what is it?"

Patting himself down until you say "my eyes"

Laughs a bit actually, he's usually the aggressor in these situations so he enjoys being the one being taken aback for once

You don't have to say it in public because he'll find it so amusing that he'll talk about it in the HOL group chat

Next time he actually has something stuck on his butt he'll joke that it's your gaze that's stuck

Will absolutely say it back to you

Simeon

"Eh? I didn't notice, what is it?"

"My eyes, baby ;-)"

"what"

It takes him a moment to understand what was said but when he gets it he laughs

Definitely more of an embarrassed laugh than an amused one

"That was rather bold but I can't say i don't like you looking"

If you say it in HOL he'd cover Luke's ears, bless his heart

Would be a lot more embarrassed on account that he knows Solomon would never let him live it down

Doesn't really mind the joke all too much and would also be a bit more aware of how his butt looks to be honest

Ok maybe it flustered him more then he'd like to admit

Diavolo

"Really? What is it?"

Chasing his own tail trying to find it

"My eyes, handsome ;-)"

Laughs a bit too much, probably shoulder slaps whoever or whatever is closest to him

pray it's not you

"Is that so? I'll definitely take that as a compliment then :-)"

Knows you're being flirty but he just lives for stupid jokes, he can't help it

Will relay the joke to Barbatos and doesn't understand why he isn't doubling over in laughter

"Did you get the joke? It's as if their eyes were-"

He gets it, Diavolo, it's just not that funny

For your safety, there's no reason to repeat it in public setting

Will absolutely say it back as soon as possible much to Lucifer's dismay

Barbatos

Honestly he knows that you're gonna say it but for the sake of letting you have your fun he'll play dumb

"Is that so? What is it?"

"My eyes, Barbs ;-)"

Just chuckles, and keeps doing what he's doing

If you two are in private he'd probably use it as an opportunity to flirt back

"I see, let me check if you have anything as well, just to be safe of course"

Would do anything to see you get flustered or have a giggle fit

Can and will chase you around the kitchen

On the occasion that you try to say it in public, he'd put a menacing hand on your shoulder to stop you mid-joke

Cue the terrifying "I dare you to try it" polite smile

Surprisingly though, he'd definitely use the joke back if you're both in private

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