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tikus-library · 3 months
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"Books to Bread"
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Night Hunter AU
Characters: Walter Marshall x Reader
Posted: Feb 10th
WARNINGS: none?
A/N: Have a draft dump. I want to do more for this, but life is a bit chaotic rn. I haven't posted in a minute, so this is one of my many hidden drafts. I did attempt to edit but 🤷‍♀️
Like, Comments, & Reblogs are always appreciated and loved.
**Please Do Not Repost or 'Fix' My Work**
It was hard to miss the guy.
Definitely over six foot, dark unruly curls framing a serious face with a thick beard, thick dark brows drawn down as a scowl marred his lips. Nice lips, you thought, eyes raking over his tall muscular form. No better than a man, you scolded yourself with a smirk.
You shifted, careful not to draw attention to yourself as the other women in the book shop didn't even try to hide the way they ogled him.
In the town of Port Tenebris there weren't many that looked like him and plenty more women ready to welcome him. You had heard there had been a recent new body that had moved into town, ex-detective, if gossip was right…
“I've read that one.”
You jumped at the low smooth voice that came from beside you and looked over and then up… and up again till you met deep vibrant blue eyes. You swallowed as he reached out with one thick arm, fingers catching your elbow as he offered you a smile in apology.
“I didn't mean to surprise you…?”
The way he lifted an eyebrow meant he was asking for your name, instead you looked down at the book in your hands, “into romance?” You asked instead.
He held the smile, “not ashamed of it,” he answered, “and that one is actually more of a forensic thriller.”
You narrowed your eyes at him as he offered you a quick tilt of his head and a smile before going back to looking at the books in front of you. “It's a romance,” you stated.
He flipped through the book in his hands, it looked tiny, he shrugged without looking at you. He had of course seen you enter the bookstore, not that he had been following, no. He had most definitely not followed you from the tiny diner where you had verbally assaulted a jackass of a man that had been handsy with the young waitress there.
He simply wanted to get your name. Maybe your phone number… how did he do this again?
“It's a romance,” you said again. “I have every book by Billie Martinez, she writes romance.”
“I mean,” he shrugged again, suppressing the smirk that itched to fight its way to his lips, out the corner of his eye he saw you turn to him and scowl. This was something, ever since he'd stepped foot in this little Port every woman had given him the look, it had been amusing at first.
“Explain.”
He coughed to hide the short laugh that escaped him, “she hides it under the romance, but, when you read it you'll understand. You'll also want to slap the shit out of the male lead.”
You looked down at the book in your hands, he let his eyes wander to your curvy waist, “maybe… I shouldn't get it” you mused, thinking of the man at the Cafe you had laid into, “I think I've had my fair share of irritating men for the day.” He made a noise that had you looking up in time to catch his tongue flick out over his bottom lip, eyes jerking up to meet your gaze.
Had he…? No.
He cleared his throat, “fair,” it was all he could think of and watched as you started to put the book back, “but I could pay for it and then you'll not regret leaving it behind.”
You sighed, this conversation had already gone on longer than you had wanted. You had purposefully been attempting to avoid talking to him as conversations with others always seemed to go awry. In a weird way. You supposed it was your fault, no one else had that problem really.
“No, no need to buy me a book when you don't even know me.”
“Walter.”
You took a small step back, a little confused.
“Walter Marshall, Im… th-thats my name,” he smiled awkwardly, turning to you and shoving a hand into his pocket. “I started work in the Bakery in town? Owned by Kate and her husband? Uh, they offered me a job there… Now I'm not a stranger.”
You nodded, fingers tapping at the book's spine, before letting your arm drop to your side. “Nice to meet you Walter Marshall, who works in the bakery owned by Kate and her husband. I should be going.”
He had struck out yet again. Sighing heavily as you stepped away and made for the front of the store. He snatched the book up and hurried after you, eyes falling on your ass, before he rolled them scolding himself silently.
“Please, no name, let me buy you the book then. You collect her books and it'll be incomplete.”
You pulled away from him, studying him warily.
He knew that kind of look and took a step back. “I'll leave you alone,” he hummed, turning away, he shouldn't have pushed. Maybe you had moved here to hide yourself, he understood that.
“Alright,” he heard you sigh and turned around quickly. “But don't complain if I come down to find you at the bakery and yell at you there about the dumb male lead.”
Walter grinned, “you won't hear a complaint from me.” He watched you tilt your head to the side, enjoying how easily he could read your thoughts clear in your expression. “I'll even treat you to something I've baked.” Your eyes jumped back to his face, something he decided he wanted right then and there. To have your full and complete attention. “To apologize for dumb males that is.”
You snickered, eyes lighting up, “then I hope you are a baker of delicious sweets and golden bread!”
He almost forgot to breathe as your eyes scrunched up beautifully as you laughed. “You'll fall in love with my bread and butter,” Walter flashed you a toothy grin as he led you to pay for the book, “plus, this is essential to the series. You can't miss out on this book.”
“Oh, no! Then absolutely buy it.”
You followed along, noting the pairs of eyes tracking the two of you. There would be gossip and questions, a little inconvenient but nothing you couldn't handle. He thanked the cashier who nodded wordlessly and stepped towards the door where he paused, dragging a pen out of his pocket and scribbling on the receipt, tucking it into the cover of the book.
“In case the bakery is closed and you want to yell at me.”
You felt your neck heat, he wrote in all capitals, clear and neat. He crossed his sevens, huh. “No promises.”
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Walter scowled at his phone, yet was quick to flick the screen and scan the words there blearily. It was past three am and he was due up in an hour to begin baking.. right. He was a baker now.
Unknown: I love thick slices of warm bread with butter that melts beautifully.
Unknown: He deserves to be run over…. Multiple times.
Unknown: what an idiot. He let her walk away?!
He sat up and smiled.
WM: I did warn you, suppose I owe you bread.
Unknown: Y/N
WM: ?? Uhh, which character?
Unknown: my name is Y/N
Walter woke up fully.
WM: nice to meet you Y/N.
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vixemi · 2 years
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Imma need one of y’all, to write some toe curling fanfics about this man😗
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the-lady-with-a-book · 9 months
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~~~~~~~Throughout the night~~~~~~~
Walter De Ville x reader
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For others his name will give them a scare,
Yet for you, saying it is a privilege.
Others scream his name with pure terror.
While you scream his name with pleasure.
Others called him monster,
Yet you call him perfection.
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in the darkest hour a scream of a woman can be heard at the library. You took a deep breath as you wait in the bedroom. Sitting, reading and waiting for your master. As you turn the next page in the book you're reading, you heard heavy steps entering the bedroom.
You look up, there you saw him. Tall, charming and Devilishly Handsome standing on the other side of your bed, Walter De Ville; your husband.
"Had a good meal, my love?" you smiled at him as he grins at you. Walter undresses his clothes as he walks towards you, deciding to sit next to you.
Walter nods then proceeds to take your hands to his, kissing it while looking at you. Finally he spoke "How was your day my love?"
“Shouldn’t I be asking you that, My love? You’ve been gone all day” you look down pouting “I might think you don’t love me anymore y’know…” you said in a teasing manner with hidden indication of sadness in it.
Walter chuckles as he lift your face using both of his hands making you looks at him. “You silly girl” Walter smirks kissing the top of your nose “You don’t know how I’ve been thinking bout you all day…”
Walter kissed your cheeks down to your neck making you tickle. “Mmh I doubt that Mr. De Ville” you teased, making him raised his eyebrow.
His eyes darken “oh…so it’s Mr.De Ville now huh? You naughty little girl” Walter then pins you down your bed whispering in your ears.
“Then I guess I have to show you how much I missed my favorite lovely wife…hm?”
And so the night ended with you panting in his bed. Sweaty, tired and exhausted as your dear husband pleasures you throughout the night. Whispering lovely and gentle words, opposite from what he’s doing from your behind.
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How they like to cuddle (Part 1)
Alucard:
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Alucard is much bigger than you so he normally has you lay on top of him while his arms rest on your back. He especially likes doing this when the two of you have that very rare alone time, he sees you working a lot killing ghouls but never gets one on one time with you. These moments are filled with laughter and witty tired banter between the two of you, though your jokes oftentimes lead to something a little more.
When he is feeling protective or you are hurt he likes to cuddle you sideways holding you close to him. He won't admit it but you being so close to him makes him feel like he's protecting you. When he holds you like this he will oftentimes tell you he loves you or that he is proud of you but it is mostly silent cuddles.
Sir Integra:
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She doesn't really have much time to properly sleep so you two mainly cuddle in her office. She'll sit you on her lap and you two can cuddle and hug while she finishes up her work. She'll want to hear about your day while you lay on her and hug her close, if you are feeling especially needy she'll take the time to sit on the couch where you can both really enjoy a little bit of time together.
In bed she will cuddle one of two ways: Either her face is pressed against your chest so that she can hear your heartbeat, it's her way of knowing that you are alright and that this isn't some sick dream, or she has you in between her legs and the two of you are reading a book together.
The second kind happens normally when you two are about to settle in for the night.
Walter Dornez:
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Walter is also a very busy man around the estate but gets to cuddle with you a lot more frequently. His favourite way to cuddle with you is when you two snuggle up together under the covers with his as the big spoon. After a long day of you both working he rests his chin in the crook of your neck and tells you about what he did while you listen commenting every once in a while. On rainy days he likes to have you sit on his lap and hug him while he reads to you.
Seras Victoria:
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On normal days you two are out and about riding from place to place so you often relax together as you catch a ride, she'll rest her head on your shoulder while you hold hands. She often tells you her worries about what Alucard may have planned for her and how she isn't sure if she'll make such a good vampire.
In bed, you two are a tangle of limbs never really having a certain position. You almost always settle for your legs between hers while you two somehow awkwardly hug. No one really sees how it's comfortable but you two make it work.
Pip Bernadotte:
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Pip, the loveable pervert, is actually respectful when the two of you cuddle. Normally after a good day and some booze, he will settle down in bed and hold you close to him. His favourite position is when you lay your head on his chest while you're on your belly and he can wrap an arm around you. He oftentimes will take off an entire day so that you can cuddle with him. He also most definitely steals you away from work to cuddle with him if he feels he hasn't gotten enough attention.
Father Anderson:
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Father Anderson doesn't cuddle much if you aren't married yet, he is rather strict about it but when the occasion is right and it is very clear there is nothing sexual going on between you two he will have you sit on his lap or will carry you. He normally has you rest your head on his shoulder or hold his hand.
Feel free to drop requests!! Always open to, I have nothing question up currently :(
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beeslibrarycorner · 1 year
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It's Sleepy Time
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Walter Deville x Reader
Warnings: Use of powers.
Word count: 496
Plot: Walter helps you fall asleep when your brain doesn't want to shut off.
“My love you need to rest, you need to relax” Walter murmured, thumbing the slope of your cheek. Your insomnia was acting up tonight and you didn’t know why, it frustrated you that you didn't know why.
He inched closer to you, wrapping an arm around you and pressing you into his side. You felt him run a hand up and down your back in a soothing manner. He kept cooing soothing things and soft promises into your ear, but it wasn't working and your brain couldn't turn off completely.
He was trying to lull you to sleep and you felt so touched but you knew this wasn’t going to work. “I’m fine Walter, you don’t need to worry about me” you murmur in defeat ready to accept a sleepless night filled with whatever tv show you chose to watch.
He cooed at you more, giving you a comforting, reassuring squeeze. “You and I both know that is not the truth darling” he softly said smiling down at you with a knowing look. You had shied away from his kind eyes, too guilty to look at the guy who was staying up with you; to help you fall asleep. 
You hid your face in the crux of his neck and shoulder and he hummed. You feel his hand stop moving across your back, you feel his arm wrap around you holding you in place. “Look into my eyes darling” he murmurs and you know by the way your body moved without you that he was using his powers.
You hummed in protest trying to fight the feeling to submit and obey. It was a losing battle and the both of you knew it. He hushed you, when you looked into his eyes. You could tell he was trying not to smile as you kept trying to fight him, he just couldn't help it he found you to be so cute.
“My little dove needs her rest, take a deep breath in for me”, you instantly took a breath in and you felt your lungs deflate as you slowly breathed out. He was smiling down at you, his eyes filled with adoration as you felt your body start to relax. “Oh my love you're doing so good” He crooned as he pushed some hair away from your eyes.
“Now when I snap my fingers you're going to fall asleep and you're going to stay asleep until your body gets enough rest.” You slowly shook your head, you still had some fight in you. Your body felt warm and soft, your eyelids were feeling heavy.
He snapped his fingers and you couldn't prepare yourself for the feeling that bled through you. You felt it seep into your muscles and melt into your bones. You felt like you couldn't move, like you were made of jello. The last thing you felt before you truly fell asleep was a kiss to your forehead and him humming a goodnight to you.
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I have a toxic ex I broke up with almost ten years ago. Periodically he has contacted me over the years. I've told him to stop. He did it again. Not going into much more detail, it's personal.
But now I really want to read fanfciton. And you know what would be great self fulfillment and self indulgent fanfic? A young Erik Lehnsherr, or a Bucky Barnes, or Loki Odinson, or David 8, or Walter (Alien: Covenant) or TASM Peter Parker fanfic about OC or reader's ex not leaving them alone, and how Erik or Bucky or Loki or David 8 or Walter or TASM Peter Parker (oh, or Wanda Maximoff, or young Charles Xavier, even) would deal with it and what they would do. Anyone have one? Or want to write one for me? Pretty please? Let me know. Comment below. Thank you!!!!! <3 <3 <3 <3
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etfrin · 5 months
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angst, soft, fluff, angry confessions and smut coming soon
<3
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i love being an author especially at times like this, i start to hyperfixate on a character and imagine shit and wow?? i can write it out?? and be as self indulgent as possible because i am the author?? damn
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it's the damn glasses for me, as a person who wears glasses, i love when men wear glasses fr and he's a coder (is that a word?) so he's smart and that's incredibly attractive
and what a surprise, it's not only villains i can have a crush on (this was sarcastic dbdjsjj)
i need to finish my damn homework and come back from my tutors' first, gonna write this whole night if i have too
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thirstyforlulu · 6 months
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because I’ll do anything for more Walter content, but what he’d be like crushing on someone really hard
He’s not good at facing his feelings
When he realizes he’s fallen for you he has to avoid you for a couple days to collect his thoughts
Eventually, he comes to realization that he’s hopelessly in love with you, and he’s got to keep going
He doesn’t want to act on his feelings at first, worried it might scare you away
Besides, he’s a patient man
He’s one of those “good old fashioned lover boys”
He takes it slow, flirting in very direct but non intimidating ways
In fact you’ll probably think he’s just being nice
Yeah he brought you your favorite food and made sure your supplies are always ready, but that’s just the nice thing to do, right?
Any time he sees you he’s super polite and complimentary
Even when you mess up, he happily reassures you that everything is okay
The others at Hellsing know him better and will probably tease him once they realize what’s going on
That’s what finally pushes him to confess
He’s Walter C. Dornez, a little crush shouldn’t get the best of him!
His confession is going to be classic and sweet
He’ll but you flowers and ask you to meet him somewhere secluded in the manor
Finally, he isn’t flustered around you, and he eloquently lays out his feelings
It’s shocking, but you’re glad to know he feels the same way
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attemptingwriter · 11 months
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Pretty Boy
Walter O'Brien x transmasc Reader
Warnings: fluff, trans reader, Toby being Toby (y/f/I) is "your first initial", ooc-ish Walter
(there's not enough Scorpion fanfics out there so here)
Toby was silently shuffling the items on Walter's desk, trying to play a seemingly harmless prank, when Walter's phone buzzed. Toby glanced at the device, debating on taking a quick look. Curiosity won him over and he grabbed the phone, leaning back in Walter's chair.
(Y/F/I): On my way, pretty boy! Can't wait to see you 😊
Toby blinked, reading the text message over and over. Walter had a mystery person texting him. Not only was this person texting him, they were calling him 'pretty boy'.
Toby grinned as he called his friends over. "Hey, Happy, Sly, get over here!"
The two friends stopped what they were doing and walked over to Walter's desk. Happy had her arms crossed over her chest as she walked over.
"What's going on, Toby?" Sylvester asked.
Toby waved Walter's phone in front of him. "Our dear Walter has a girlfriend!"
"No way." Happy shook her head. "You've seen his relationships in the past. There is no way Walter is dating anybody."
"I have to agree with Happy. Walter's made no indication that he is seeing anyone. He's been focused on all our cases and with helping Paige." Sylvester added.
Toby smiled and opened Walter's phone, showing his friends the text. "Well then, what's this?"
Happy and Sylvester leaned forward, shocked that their friend could possibly being hiding something like this from them.
"What are you guys doing?"
Toby, Happy, and Sylvester quickly turned to face Paige, having the decency to look a little guilty. Sylvester more than the others.
"Walters got a girlfriend!" Toby exclaimed.
"No, I do not. And I would appreciate it if you left my things alone." Walter said as he walked down the stairs.
He made his way over to his friends and team and held his hand out for his phone. Toby handed it over reluctantly, shaking his head.
"If you don't have a girlfriend, then who's texting you?" Happy asked.
"Yeah and why do they call you 'pretty boy'?" Toby added.
Walter looked down at his phone, quickly sending a reply. "I have a partner. Who you'll be meeting in a few minutes."
With that, Walter turned and walked back upstairs, wanting to finish the problem he was focused on before his team distracted him.
"Partner?" Happy questioned. His friends shrugged and moved back to their separate activities.
"Wait! Why 'pretty boy'?" Toby called after him.
"You really should leave Walter's stuff alone, Toby." Paige mentioned. "If he wanted to tell you about them, he would've. And it sounds like he was planning on it."
"Wait, do you know who his partner is?"
Before Paige could answer, the door opened to reveal a guy in a jean jacket with a bunch of pride and music patches, chains hanging from his belt loops and dyed hair. He looked over to see Toby and Paige staring at him and smiled.
"Hi! You must be Walter's friends, right?"
The two nodded, too shocked to say anything.
"I'm (Y/N), it's nice to meet you," he said, walking over.
"Nice to meet you. I'm Paige and this is Toby." Paige smiled back, ready to make a new friend.
"Walter's told me a lot about you guys. It's nice to put names to faces. Where is Walter by the way?"
"Upstairs." Paige answered.
(Y/N) thanked her and made his way upstairs.
Paige turned back to Toby. "He seems nice."
"I don't really know what I was expecting, but I can for sure say that he was not it."
(Y/N) smiled when he saw his boyfriend standing in front of the white board, a math problem way too difficult for him to figure out written on it.
"So is this what you do all day, pretty boy?" (Y/N) asked, making his presence known.
Walter turned at the interruption, a small smile lighting up his face. "Actually, we do more than this such as helping out Homeland, saving lives, building new technologies."
(Y/N) let out a laugh and made his way into his boyfriend's arms. "So I met Toby and Paige downstairs. They seem nice."
"Paige is, but Toby can be quite a handful." Walter wrapped his arms around his partner, knowing that the close proximity brought him comfort. And he'd be lying if he said it didn't bring him comfort too.
"What about Sylvester and Happy? I haven't met them yet."
"Happy is extremely sarcastic and blunt while Sylvester is caring but a germaphobe which can be difficult at times."
"Well, I wanna meet them. Can we go?"
Walter nodded and let him go. (Y/N) grinned, leaning up on his tiptoes to press a kiss to Walter's cheek.
Walter took (Y/N)'s hand and led him back downstairs.
Happy and Sylvester had reconvened with Toby and Paige and were talking together. Happy looked over her shoulder and hit Sylvester in the arm. He turned and stared as Walter and (Y/N) came down the stairs.
"Guys, this is my partner, (Y/N). (Y/N), this is Happy and Sylvester. You've met Paige and Toby."
"It's really nice to meet you guys. Walter's said some pretty great things about you."
Happy and Sylvester could only stare as he smiled at them. They were not expecting someone so completely opposite of Walter to be dating him.
"It's nice to meet you, too. I wish I could say we've heard great things but we had no idea about you until now." Sylvester replied.
(Y/N) laughed it off. "I understand. Walter is a very private person. It took me months to finally convince him to let me meet you guys."
"Will you be over more now that you have?" Paige asked.
(Y/N) looked over at his boyfriend, smiling. "Definitely."
Walter smiled down at his partner and quickly pressed a kiss to his forehead.
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smartycvnt · 8 months
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Movie night hcs with Imperium?
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In order to avoid fighting everyone picks a movie
Giovanni picks a western, usually something you watch earlier in the night
Ludwig picks a horror movie, one that generally scares the shit out of you
Walter picks either a documentary or something historical
Your movie goes last, which is usually a rom com or straight up comedy to balance things out
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pairing: fuse x male reader
req: no | wc: 1k (on the dot)
summary: “I’m taken.” “By who?” -his bf
warnings: suggestive, very. two dirty jokes
a/n: wallusy
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Wally’s fanmail was always the same. There was the expected: admiration for his ability in battle and the fantastic, somewhat someway somehow artistic scenes he created with his ring of fire and explosions, and confessions of love.
They were sweet and all, albeit filled with way too much wishful thinking. Usually they came with a gift, though, so at the very least he was more than grateful.
He opens the first one of the day, he could tell with the little heart stamp on the envelope, and reads the first line out loud just like the rest of them, “Dear Fuse, I just gotta say I am in love with you.” He laughs, then speaks apologetically as though they’d be able to hear him, “Sorry, dear. I’m taken.”
“By who?”
Wally stares up from the envelope, confused look on his pretty face, furrowed eyebrows and all the shabang. “I’m sorry, what?”
You stare up from your book, an amused look on your face. “Did you hear me correctly?”
“Yeah, yeah, just-” Then he realizes it. You were only having a bit of fun. “oh.”
You laugh as he clears his throat. “Right, well. I am taken by a wonderful man. My boyfriend, he’s the best I could ask for.”
“Really?” You ask nonchalantly, taking a sip from your cup.
“Fair dinkum. Do you want to know more?” He shrugs. “I mean, I’d gloat about him all day if I could, but I dunno if you’re willin’ to lend a stranger an ear just to talk about their boyfriend.” 
“Yeah, tell me more.” You snicker, “Perhaps I know him.”
“Yeah, preferably.” You sit up in your high chair by the kitchen, as if you’re beginning to pay more attention.
“Eh, dunno if you know the guy, he hardly comes out during the daytime. You’d think he’s a vampire o’ something.” You stick your tongue out at him but he decides to ignore it. “Are you sure you only want me to sing his praises? I can say other things, too.”
“Well, he’s a good man. Greatest man I know. He’s kind, very. Treats me well.”
“How well?”
“So well.”
He stands from his seat on the couch and makes his way to you, slowly, very slowly. “He’s smart, too. Awfully smart. Makes me feel like an idiot in comparison, frankly.” 
“Don’t put yourself down just to uplift someone else, dear.”
“You’re right.” He shakes his head at himself, “Okay, then. Puts in the hard yakka on everything he does. And then there’s his looks.”
You laugh at his face as he says that. He looks like he’s in a trance as he’s thinking about it. “Mesmerizing, is he?”
“Yeah. Like,” He stops in front of you, leaning against the counter, “one of those crystal balls at the fortune teller’s in festivals.”
“Reckon those aren’t the only balls that mesmerize you.”
He snorts, loud, and almost breaks character for a second. “Yeah, I reckon. You little ripper.” He mutters to himself. 
“Anyway, he’s uh, got eyes more beautiful than anything you’d see.”
“Mhm?” He hooks a finger in your belt loops, an act he pulls off like it’s nothing but one that definitely doesn’t go unnoticed either.
“Hair styled perfectly.” 
“Yeah?” With the belt loops, he pulls you off your seat and closer. Closer to him.
“Yeah.” He breathes out, finally feeling you against him. “Yeah. It’s amazing hair, really. I don’t think I’ll be able to achieve something like it with my aging hairline.”
You snicker, “Well I think you pull off your haircut well, considering what you’ve got.”
“Do I?” He asks, eyes trailing down your face.
“You do.”
He switches his fingers on your belt loops, from index to middle, and pulls his finger through up to the first knuckle against the loop. He’s got his hands around either side of your hips, now, and with that, he pulls you impossibly closer.
“What else?”
“Oh… lips softer than a baby’s bum.”
He pulls you forward again, as if tugging, with his hands; clearly frustrated when he realizes it fails to pull your upper half towards him.
“Weird comparison, mister..?”
“Walter, Wally, Fuse. Whatever you want to call me.” He replies breathlessly.
“Do you want to kiss me, mister Fuse?”
His tongue darts out between his lips, wetting them with saliva as if making them more presentable to you. “Yeah.” He admits. “I do, a lot.”
You lean in, finally, to satisfy him. “Let me tell you about my boyfriend.”
He loves the way those words slip out your mouth, especially after kissing you. ‘My boyfriend’, like he was yours, like he belonged to you.
“He’s got the brightest smile I’ve ever seen and eyes a warm, sweetly chocolate brown. He’s kind, very kind, and,” Wally doesn’t resist pulling a kiss from your lips, but even then you continue like nothing. “a brilliant man. He’s a fighter, he is; could fight for anything and get it.”
Wally practically purrs as you trace a finger up his side. “Fought for me, even, and got me. Impossibly stubborn, can’t take ‘no’ for an answer, but I like that about him.”
“Do you? Like that about people?”
“Yeah, I do.”
“Then I suppose you would like it if I asked for a kiss, then wouldn’t take your refusal for an answer?”
“I suppose so. But,” You chuckle, “I don’t think my boyfriend would like that.”
Wally laughs, too, and steals a sweet kiss from your lips. “On the contrary, actually, he really liked that.”
Your finger continues up his side, up his shoulder and slightly ticklish neck, until it reaches his cheek. Then, you cup it with your hand. “Did he, now?”
“Very.” His grin widens. “I think you can tell, can’t you? Feel a little something in the ol’ daks?”
You laugh, out loud, finally breaking character at his derpy oggling eyes and stupid words. “You bogan!”
Wally laughs, “Can’t help it when you’re so clearly tryna get me all riled up.”
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silkythewriter · 1 year
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Update!:
A new fandom/anime has joined the list, hellsing will now be available to request for! I hope all of you enjoy!! <3.
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bolontiku · 1 year
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"Cold Coffee"
Night Hunter AU - Series List
Characters: Walter Marshal x Coffee girl!Reader
Posted: Feb 21st
WARNINGS: canonical violence, violence, trauma, smut, no under 18, mentions of death, physical violence, cursing
A/N: all future writings will be linked thru Ao3 with a small teaser of the chapter posted here.
A/N 2: oh look another series that wasn't supposed to happen!! 😆
Like, Comments, & Reblogs are always appreciated and loved.
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Summary: sex and coffee, Walter is just figuring out what he wants to do when it all mixes together. Can he keep you safe? (Holy fuck someone write the summaries for me please?! Lol)
Chapter 1 // 2 // 3 //
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Updated: Feb 21st
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ughdontbeboring · 2 years
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no time
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henry cavill x woc reader
Henry is in no mood for teasing
warnings: smut (minors dni)
sidenote: of course im my horniest right before bed and when i wake up, so this magic is me just waking up 😅😇 i dont give permission for mt work to be used anywhere in any form.
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Her hips rolled back and forth smoothly at a slow pace. The slick seeping from her core wetting his hard cock that was pinned between their bodies.
The waiting game was driving him crazy. 
“Stop teasing love” he huffed up at her. 
Mischief twinkled in her eyes.
“No” she simply stated. 
Her hips rolling slower. She didn’t know how long she’d last playing this little game. She was moments away from breaking, she need him so bad-
She felt his large warm hand grip her throat and pull her upper body forward before she knew what was happing. She was so focused on teasing him some more she had noticed that switch in his eyes.
Now she could see it. The games were over. He was no longer going to be her prefect English gentleman.
His large chest seemed bigger as his tanned skin stretched over his muscles. His hand was tight around her neck, not enough to hurt but enough to let her know he was done with her games. Enough to know he need her just as much as she needed him. 
They were face to face. Her body completely flushed with his. Heat radiated off his hot body warming her against the hotels ac that was blasting. God this man was always a furnace.
“You love this shit” He taunted, it was true she did, she loved when he got rough, when he used her. “I can feel even more slick dripping down my balls because I grabbed you by your pretty little neck”
She whimpered as she sucked her bottom lip. He was right, she could feel more slick dripping from her and onto his cock and balls. Henry made a sound that came from deep within his chest, god she was making him even harder. But she hadn’t moved.
“Sink that wet tight cunt on my fat cock now princess” Henry commanded as grinded gassing her. She jerked at the action, pleasure flooding her body. 
“Y/N-“ He started when she didn’t move. 
He didn’t have to finish using her name before she was scrambling to grip his cock. Henry hardly used her name, unless he was in one of those moods. As much as she loved those moods she also knew they didn’t have the time to fully go there. Henry was never late for anything that his job required of him, it was something he was proud of, she wouldn’t want him to start now just because of her. 
Her starting this situation this morning was risking because they didn’t have much time before his team would be here to get Henry ready for his first premier of his new movie. 
A movie that also required her lover grow a beard. She loved all of Henry’s looks but beards just made her feral and she was constantly jumping on him whenever she had the chance, like now even when she knew their was no time.
But what was she to do when she woke up to a hard cock rubbing against her, while the beast of a man laid sleeping? Wake him up to a wet and warm mouth like he loved. 
Finally she sunk his head with in her as she laid hovered over his chest.
The man’s cock was large and thick, every time felt like the first time with Henry. She knew he loved that she struggled to take him but that she always did and did well for him. 
She took a deep breathe before pushing down more. She seen his face falter, his brows pinch together in pleasure before returning to a cold icy glare. 
“Oh fuck” she moaned. That harsh glare always did something to her. He just looked so hot angry but she knew it was malice free. She also knew that glare was his trying to contain himself. Oh how she wished they had time for him to spend the day using and fucking her at his whim. 
Tired of her games and the fact that she had hardly taken much of him, Henry took control and started to push more of himself into her wet cunt. 
“Shit Henry” she moaned out trying to steady herself, one hand laid on his furry chest and the other around the hand that still held her throat. Without notice Henry sunk fully into warmth before he started to drill up into her. 
She gasped as she fell forward, trying to hold on. His thick long veiny cock splitting her walls. Her hands moved to grip his large shoulder and the other around the back of his head. The short styled hair cut was ticking her soft palm. 
His thrust were brutal as he planted his feet and drilled into her. The action causing her whole body to jerk forward while she tried to hold on. 
“My pretty girl you better hold on….if I slip out this cunt before I cum, I won’t let you cum the rest of this press tour” His deep voice threatened in her ear. 
Her eyes widen as she tighten her grip on him, her pussy involuntarily gripping him tighter at the threat that had her cunt soaking him more. Henry smiled against her neck, his nasty girl loved this little games just as much as him and she had no clue his publicist texted him last night that they would be meeting later because of a delay at the venue. 
She was in for a few more round this morning. 
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vermont-writes-fanfic · 6 months
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How they make Breakfast
In response to @gothicchippy , how the people of the Hellsing Organisation and Father Anderson make breakfast! Let me know if there should be a part two!
Requested: I am going to tsay that's a yes
Warnings: Mentions of blood, blood drinking, killing people, and the mention of scars
Characters: Father Anderson, Alucard, Sir integra, Seras, Walter, Pip Bernadotte
Father Anderson:
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Seeing as he seems to take care of the children back at the orpahange in Italy, it seems like he would be well versed in some good breakfast making. He would let you help make breakfast and his specialt is an italian breakfast which is simple and consists of yogurt which he would take teh time to make himself, jam and bread and fluffy fresh baked criossants. He lets you help out and will try a breakfast that you might have in mind. He keeps it light and healthy for the kids making sure they are taken care of and raised healthy. He has quite the skill in the kitchen and often times he lets you relax with him ot trace the scrs on his hands as he waits for somthing to cook or bake.
Alucard:
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A morning with him isn’t rare though don’t expect it to be bathed in sunlight and giggles. The last time Alucard had human food was…a long time to best put it. He never had to cook anything because his food of choice is blood and Walter took care of all the cooking for the Hellsings. Instead you take it upon yourself to cook instead, though he is never far from you offering to help we’re he can. He’ll crack eggs or toast bread, but after the first few times of trying this little endeavor you learned not to let him man the spices.
Sir Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing
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She spends her days holed up in her office most time taking care of her work and looking at the papers she is being sent. Reports from all over the UK of many new young kings appear and in quick succession. Typically she could manage at least toast and Walter always made her tea, but lately even that is left wasted at the table as she works into the late hours. Without much luck and knowing you’re u favorable of her less than healthy eating habits, Walter asks you to coax her into eating breakfast. And you happily oblige, opting for a less American options, you took to fried mushroom, bacon, sausage, and nook and cranny. It was funny, she had no idea how to cook but the moment she was convinced to have breakfast with you and you asked her to cook she smiled and confident as ever she said,
“If I can’t learn how to cook for you, then I can’t call myself your lover now can I?”
With the assistance of Walter you end up at the desired breakfast and enjoy it on the terrace.
Seras
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As part of trying to keep her humanity, Seras makes it a point to cook you breakfast almost every morning. Oftentimes you wake up to a bit of juice with some eggs and bacon or the very common beans and toast. When Seras isn’t out working and manages to stay up enough for you two to make breakfast. With a bit of convincing and a promise to clean anything used, she was able to get the kitchen every once in a while, with this she takes you into the kitchen and of course, you help prepare. Washing your hands consists of soap ending up in someone's hair or on their clothes and plenty of goofing around, after, she’ll bring out the sausage, eggs, potatoes, and cabbage and let you take care of the cooking while she peels the potatoes and dices them up. When everything is complete the two of you will sit down in her room and eat chatting about what you had ready for the day while she whines about Alucard or talks about the mission from the previous night. It’s pleasant and pretty sweet as she compliments you on how you can cook. As you eat, she sometimes wishes that she could to, that it didn’t have to be blood.
Walter
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Being the top butler in the Hellsing manor, Walter has no trouble making a wonderful breakfast and is capable of making food from around the world. His memory may be a little behind him but he is still capable of making breakfast. He prefers to make the breakfast himself and will often serve you whatever he had made for Sir Integra that morning but if you request something different he is more than happy to oblige. He makes you bubble and squeak most mornings because it is simple enough to make and retains heat more so even if you wake up late it’s warm enough for you to enjoy it. On the chances where Sir Integra is out for the morning or someone else, Alucard, has taken care of serving her breakfast, he will take the time to teach you how to make a light pastry for breakfast.
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Pip isn’t one for extravagant meals or something expensive, he’s still a mercenary. However, he does have a taste for the more expensive tasting things so in true french fashion he opts for a light pastry instead. If he is strapped for time then a bit of baguette and some fruit jelly works just fine for the both of you. Other times, if you and him are feeling especially patient you manage to properly make a pastry , while waiting, Pip will pull you into a dance leading you around the kitchen or tell you jokes or stories from his time some years ago overseas. It always comes out a little under or over done, not that the two of you mind.
@gothicchippy
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beeslibrarycorner · 3 months
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“Why are you torturing her with this movie?” Walter said as he sat down next to you. Davids jaw was tightened as he sat and watched Laurence of Arabia for the umpteenth time.
“David she’s practically half asleep” he said before pulling you into his lap. He wasn’t wrong, you were struggling to keep your eyes open but you give David a small smile anyway and try to stay awake.
Walter makes it hard for you though as he secures his arm around your waist and starts rubbing your back. Your head rests on his shoulder and his head rests against the top of yours.
“That’s completely unfair, you getting her to sleep faster” David says annoyed at what the synthetic was doing. “I have no idea what you’re talking about” Walter replied as he threw a throw blanket over your body.
You fell asleep soon after with Walter watching you and David watching the movie. When the movie ended Walter carried you off to bed, David in tow. Once you were under the covers David sat down and pressed a kiss to your forehead.
He watched you for a bit before leaving with Walter. “Since you watched your movie I’m going to watch a documentary” Walter said and David smiled and said “I’ll join you”.
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