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yourfatherlucifer · 5 months

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Bounce, Bounce (JWY)

san's manager!wooyoung x male!reader

summary: deciding to finally check out the underground boxing ring, you find that one man cannot keep his eyes off of you.

warnings: MDNI, sub!wooyoung, top/switch!reader, mxm, mentions of male breeding (its not possible), creampie, whining, crying, slightly bratty woo, getting caught by san, locker room sex, short fic (sorry), big cock reader.

genre: smut

AU: Bouncy

WC: 994

Rated: R

tags: @mjyungi @k-hotchoisan @choism @piratequeen-queenofgames @shycreationdreamland @aygotnobitches @hecateslittlewitchling @sanspuppet @yunho-mp3

nets: @cromernet @cultofdionysusnet @kflixnet @pirateeznet @k-labels @wonderlandnet

I finally got around to it omg, I hope people like this. Short but sweet. PLEASE REBLOG

"I'm telling you, M/N, it's gonna be fun." Your friend had slapped your back in enthusiasm.

"It's illegal, is it what it is." You muttered.

"There's gonna be hot guys? Well, at least sometimes there is. Look, I know, it isn't ideal, not with those damn drones everywhere. Its life now. Dystopian world or not, we gotta make our life interesting somehow." Your friend has crossed her arms.

You cringed at her, making a face of disgust, "Since when did you get all philosophical? It's gross. Just stop."

As you walked away from her, she threw her head back in a silent laugh, not wanting anyone to hear her joy.

When she gathered her bearings and ran back up to your side, "When is the last time you got your dick wet? You've been so grumpy. Do I need to help you find a nice girl?"

"Oh my god, F/N, I'm gay! How many times do I have to remind you. I am not into girls."

"Right, forgot. Sorry. Anyway, back to my question-"

"Why is it any of your concern?"

"Because, I miss seeing you happy, dude."

You shoved her arms off your waist in a playful manner, "Alright, alright, I'll go, stop hugging me."

"Ain't my fault you have such a nice waist, Y/N." She giggled.

F/N grabbed your hand, "Come on, lets just go there already, I don't wanna miss the fight, I hear Choi San is fighting today!" her heart eyes didn't go unnoticed, "And he's the hottest fighter!"

"We have two different tastes, I doubt it."

The crowd soon began to fill up, men and women alike surrounded both you and your friend to watch the fight. F/N was right, the fighter Choi San was definitely hot, but you didn't have eyes on him. You weren't interested. With his looks you were sure he's a ladies man, which meant he wouldn't want you. You have a dick after all.

The fight was boring, seeing two grown men punch each other was no fun at all to you. You rolled your eyes, ready to leave until you noticed a man staring at you, his doe-like eyes trained on you. He was beautiful.

That’s it. You changed your mind, you’re staying. F/N paid no mind to you, she was too engrossed in the fight. She didn’t even notice when you left her side to go stand by the beautiful stranger.

“Hi.” You tapped his shoulder, “I’m Y/N.”

He stared you up and down, his eyes staring at the bulge in your pants, he was wondering if you were big. Maybe you could get in his tight hole. He wanted you inside of him bad.

He turned around to face you, a smile on his face, “Wooyoung. I’m Wooyoung.”

Even his name was cute.

That’s when he grinned, “Say..wanna come with me to the back?”

You nod and take his hand. He leads you to a room of lockers and showers, as you guessed, it’s the locker room.

Wooyoung shut the door and pushed you against some lockers, his lips attacking your neck. You bared your neck to him, hands gripping his waist, his slim and tiny waist.

“Wooyoung.” you growled, picking him up and wrapping his legs around your own waist, spinning the both of you around and pushing his back into the lockers this time. Your cock ground into his through your loose pants.

Wooyoung let out whiny moans, his arms scrambling to your back, pulling at your shirt. He could feel exactly just how big you were. You’re so much bigger than him, he couldn’t wait to feel your cock against his walls.

“Please~” he cried out, hips bucking into yours.

You grinned, removing one of your hands from him to pull your cock out of your pants and yanking off his trousers. You pushed him back against the lockers once more and slammed your cock into his tight and puckered hole.

His eyes blown out as he threw his head back in pure pleasure.

When he recovered, he stared you in the eyes with a smirk, “Come on, Y/N, fuck me like you mean it.”

You growled, “I’m gonna fuck the brat out of you.” You pulled your large cock out of him just to push it back in roughly.

The lockers rocked back and forth from your rough rhythm while Wooyoung’s moans filled the room. When you felt it wasn’t safe to keep fucking against the lockers, you moved the two of you two a bench, without pulling out of him.

The second his back touched the cold metal bench, he cried out, “Please, harder!”

Your lips attached to his perked nipple and thrusted your cock into his hole in a circle motion, slipping your hand between the two of you to pump his own neglected cock.

His tears flooded down his face as you twisted your hand around his weeping dick. You kissed away the tears then planted your lips to his neck, latching onto the skin, leaving marks for people to find. To show how dirty of a man he is.

When his lips found yours, the two of you made out in a feverish haze, “I’m gonna fill you so full of my cum, fucking hell wish I could breed you.” You whispered into his ear.

Wooyoung cried out once again, “please! I’m gonna cum!”

You snapped your hips against his, “Yeah, me too, pretty boy. Come on, take it all. Take all of my seed like the good boy you are.”

His arms flew to your neck, as his cum spurt over the both of you, making a mess. While your cum filled his walls like a wave of the ocean.

You laid on top of him, placing a kiss to the top of his head, “You should call me, we need to do this again.”

He giggled, “Total-“

“Damn, Woo, didn’t know you liked to take it up the ass..”

“San!”

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luvhughes43 · 11 months

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7 rings (insta edit) | jack hughes x popstar!reader

summary: after your public break up with famous nhl player jack hughes, you start honing in on you icon status and spending all your energy on your friends.

note: i will be using ariana as a face claim for this edit because this era was just too powerful ! also?? Pinterest ruined the quality of all of the tweets so ignore that

8 months ago jackhughes posted...

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jackhughes my girl❤️

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edwards.73 lhughes_06 your brothers dating THEE yn ln?

lhughes_06 No because I didn't believe it either until they facetimed me

dylanduke25 YOU'VE FACETIMED???

ynoffical hi baby👼

jackhughes hi my love

fan1 NOOO HE WAS MINE FIRST WTF!???

fan2 baby i hate to break it to u but he was never yours

fan1 she's literally the other woman jacks mine‼️

_quinnhughes does mom know?

jackhughes we've called she knows

_quinnhughes ??? hold on you called mom AND luke?? wtf what about me?

lhughes_06 im his fav brother deal with it😎

7 months ago ynoffical posted...

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ynoffical my forever boy⚡️🖤

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jackhughes in love with you

ynoffical love u forever

fan3 the cutest couple ever wtf

fan4 least expected couple

fan5 okay.... now release the album we dont care !

6 months ago ynoffical posted...

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ynoffical 🥺🥺🤍💍 i'm so in love that its crazy... love u forever

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victoriamonet congratulations ily🤎

ynoffical ily more🤍🤍

fan0 SHES ENGAGED??? WTF

fan0 yn in her wife era

tysmith_6 congrats you guys🔥

fan0 get your ass back in the studio we want yl5 !

jackhughes love you!❤️❤️

ynoffical love you more.. so excited to get married🤍

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jackhughes were engaged😎🥂

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ynoffical THE SECOND PICTURE??😭😭🤍

jackhughes we look so cool🔥

trevorzegras i call being best man

colecaufield no me

trevorzegras im literally his best friend?

_alexturcotte its gonna be me sorry boys🥱

_quinnhughes congratulations💙

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edwards.73 lhughes_06 BRO WTF NOW THEY'RE ENGAGED??

lhughes_06 yeah i know they called me

_quinnhughes lhughes_06 THEY CALLED YOU?? I ONLY GOT A TEXT WTF?

njdevils congrats ynoffical and jackhughes!❤️🔥

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ynoffical just posted !

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ynoffical wearing a ring, but ain't gon' be no mrs

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fan oh i just know she's MAD MAD

fan BUT AIN'T GON BE NO MRS?? OH WOW jackhughes U SEEING THIS??

normani ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

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ynoffical bought matching diamonds for 6 of my bitches💍💍💍💍💍💍💍

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fan now why is trevorzegras liking this post? he knows damn well..😭😭

trevorzegras i mean i love and support my gf jack but ... i mean the slayage is too much ! her music is just too good😞🙏

colecaufield i agree jacks on his own for this one ! he fumbled so badly😭

fan yn baby those are 7 rings in the caption not 6❤️

ynoffical i bought one for myself too...<3

ynoffical posted on her story !

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if i like it then thats what i get

yuh🖤

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ynoffical i want it, i got it yuh ... 7 rings out everywhere tomorrow at 12am EST !

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ynoffical 7 rings is out now... link in bio💍🖤💋

#jack hughes x reader #jack hughes blurb #jack hughes one shot #jack hughes fic #jack hughes imagine #jack hughes insta edit #nhl fanfiction #nhl imagine #nhl blurb #nhl fic

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boujiestpoet · 2 months

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Oh that's not pt 3

Summary: Lando starts dropping cryptic love messages in his instagram, getting fans excited until they discover who he is talking about, and he HARD luanches his new (not really new tho) girl.

Faceclaim: The one and only Ryan Destiny

Genre: Social Media/ Real life

THIS IS A REMINDER: THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION I DON'T KNOW NONE OF THIS PEOPLE, AND THIS WOTK DO NOT REPRESENT WHO THEY ARE

Previous chapter, Next Chapter

Amara sighs for the tenth time while waiting for her food. She's currently wondering if she made the right decision not to go to the SAG awards and instead decided to go to dinner with her boyfriend, whose eyes are glued to the screen

"You know I'm here in the flesh, there's no need to stalk my IG" she whispers, even though she doesn't need to because I'm in a private area of the luxury restaurant

"Sorry" the driver puts his phone down, his eyes moving towards his girlfriend

She is dressed in a brown dress that complements her beautiful skin, which shines like gold under the light, he is mesmerized.

"You're beautiful" he takes her hand, even though she hears those compliments every day, the actress always finds herself blushing. And every time he notices, her reaction always makes him smile.

"You have returned to planet earth" she smiles

"Sorry, I was rather distracted, it won't happen again" he kisses her hand

"I understand…the season is about to start, if I were in your place I wouldn't even be able to sleep"

"I am confident that this season will be better than last year" he announces

"I'll cheer for you wherever I am" she exclaims, Lando remembers that in a few days, Amara will have to leave Bahrain and they won't see each other for months.

"When will they start filming?" he asks

"Two weeks, but I have to be in London for the last costume fitting" finally the food arrives

"I'll miss you" he confesses, the girl knows what he means

"I will miss you too, but I will come to see you at all the GPs that will take place in Europe" she reassures him, Lando is not a person who lets anxiety get the better of him but when it happens he knows that Amara is there to do everything possible to make it sound good,

He doesn't want to make her worry but he himself doesn't want her to leave, but at the same time he loves how her eyes shine when she follows her passions. He didn't know that being in love was so simple and complicated at the same time

" It's a promise?" he pressed her hand.

"Yes darling, now let's eat before the food gets cold"

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↳ landonorris: Yeah I love you more than you love me

↳ Amara_thepoet: Well I love you more

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So I'm back not because I was ready, but I click post soo yeah...I'm not quite confident with this chapter. I accept advices PLEASE.

Taglist: @dutifullyannoyingfox

#black!oc #black!reader #f1 smau #f1 x black!reader #lando norris #lando norris x black!reader #lando norris x reader #smau

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itwasthereaminuteago · 10 months

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|| Clouds ||

Frank Castle x female reader

Tags/warnings: depressed reader, comfort. Been feeling low for no reason, wrote this for myself and hope it helps anyone in a similar place.

He's been holding you for a long while, ever since you came home and he saw the way you were detached and unresponsive to him when he asked you how your day had been.

One of his hands strokes slowly, deliberately, up and down your back, the other cradling your face, thumb rubbing lightly over your damp cheek as you slump in his lap.

"You wanna tell me what's wrong, baby?" Frank gently urges, still spooked by the quiet sobs that choke out of you.

"Nothing."

You won't meet his eyes but he doesn't force you to, simply pulling you closer into his body, the skin of his face pressing to your own, hand smoothing over your hair as he hugs you to his warmth. The simple action draws a fresh flood of tears from you as you feel the heavy pull of the void within, the melancholic thoughts that had been swimming around your head all day.

"Hey, hey s'alright." He soothes, letting you cry absolutely everything out. When you stop shaking he reaches across the coffee table to get you a tissue and dry your eyes.

"It hurts seein' my pretty girl like this. S'there anythin' I can do?"

"I– I don't know…" you eventually reply with a sniff.

He considers for a moment. "Maybe there's someone I gotta beat up? Hm?"

That manages to raise a tiny hiccuped laugh from you and Frank dares a smile. "S'that a yes? You just tell me who and I'll take care of it honey, you know I will."

You shake your head, eyes cast downward again. "No, it's no-one. Just me."

He tips your chin up slowly with his fingers and nudges his nose to yours before he kisses you chastely on the lips, and for a moment you forget your reasonless grief as your eyes flick up to meet his patient and loving gaze.

"C'mon now, I don't need you beatin' yourself up sweetheart." Frank snuggles you against his chest again and you close your eyes as you breathe him in. After a time you find yourself taking deep breaths along with him and the racing din in your overwhelmed mind eventually starts to quiet.

"It's gonna be okay honey, you know you gotta just feel what you feel, even if there ain't any reason for it." He softly kisses the top of your head. "Those shitty thoughts in there, they're just clouds across the sun and they'll be gone soon enough, and I'm gonna be here until they are."

He keeps his word, stays cuddling you on the couch as long as you need, distracting you with the odd light kiss as you gradually begin to feel the grey skies break and brighten up. He makes dinner after hearing the loud grumbling noises of your stomach, and runs you a bath before bed, sitting on the bathroom floor as he gives you a head massage while shampooing your hair.

And when he's curled close around you in bed, not leaving any room for intrusive thoughts to come back, you make your gratitude known.

"I don't know how I got so lucky with you Frankie, I'm sorry I've been such a mess lately."

"Don't apologise for anythin' darlin', and you know you do the exact same f'me when I'm having a shitter of a day." You turn in his arms and he strokes a stray lock of hair away from your face.

"I mean it, you do so much for me."

His smile is so warm and you return it. He doesn't miss the little glint in your eye as you sidle up closer to him.

"Well now, there anythin' else I could do to make you feel better sweetheart?" He asks.

You nod "I'm sure I can think of something…"

you say as you run your fingers through his thick hair, humming as you lean in to capture his lips in a soft, languid kiss.

#frank castle x reader #frank castle fluff #comfort fic

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mrsjavierp · 3 months

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Where You Belong?

Chapter 7 - Torture

Javier Peña x latin!f!reader

Summary: Running away from life as you always knew to start a new position as Head Chief on a DEA Office, far away, on Colombia. There, you'll face violence, as you never thought you could. There, you'll meet Javier Peña, your stubborn agent...

Warnings (to the whole fic): +18!, angst, smut, cheating, last relationships, drug dealing - Narcos Universe (not so accurate), bad spanish, english is my second language, use of Y/N and Y/LN. No physical description of the reader, only your clothes (sometimes). The POVs are shifting between reader (first person and Narrator - 3rd person)

(If I forgot anything, tell me, pls!)

Word Count: 2,6k

A/N: I'd love to know about you're thinking about it so far! Your opinion is really important! Tks <3 Btw, I'm tagging @pedrostories! Babe, let's show'em why we're so much in love for that man!

Obs: Oops, I did a "past x present situation" again, so, anytime you see something written like this, is past. If not, it's just Javi's memory about the night he won't (and can't) forget... And neither can you, reader <3 Let's be honest, how would we forget a night like that?

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Narrator's POV:

Javier went to see how Steve was doing, after Connie left.

The apartment was a mess, with empty bottles all over.

If ever Steve were sober, it was before his girls went back to Miami.

He was so depressed... Made Javier think about his family as well, but in a different way: if it was him and Lorraine, would he try to do some or anything?

Steve sniffed and cleared his throat, handing Javier a beer, bringing him back from his thoughts.

"Have you, uh... Had anything to eat in the last 24 hours?" - he asked.

"About Y/LN..." - Steve ignored Javier. - "Do you think she's gonna send me back? Did she say anything?"

"To be honest, I think if she was going to send you back, she'd have done it already. We know she doesn't put up any shit."

Steve sputted.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Do you think I am out?"

"I don't know." - Javier answered.

"Well, I ain't ready to go home yet, Javi. I'll tell ya that." - Steve threw the top from his bottle away. - "Damn it! She's fucking..."

Javier got up, he needed to do some or anything.

"Take a shower. Sober up." - he suggested to the friend. - "I'll get back to you."

Steve sighted, sitting back down.

"Thanks for talking to Y/LN again, man." - Steve thanked, while Javier was driving to their new office. - "I mean that... You saved my ass."

"One more fuck-up, Murphy..."

"Oh, I know." - he responded.

"Is it gonna happen again?" - Javi asked, worried.

"I don't know. I really don't." - Murphy seemed lost in thoughts.

"Let's hope for the sake of our careers that is the first and the last one."

Shortly after they arrive, you show up by helicopter, wearing a black tight suit, heels and sunglasses. Javier was already shivering.

Making an effort to change his focus, he said to Steve:

"Get ready to get your balls snippet." - and they both smirked.

Steve and you sat down at your office, his expression was awful: sad, bitter, hangover.

“So Connie left… You’re upset, knocked a few back to numb the pain and then decided to take it out on some Wall Street pendejo”

“Yeah, something like that.”

“Isolated incident?”

“Yeah.”

“You still don’t trust me? That’s fine. But if I’m gonna have your back, I need to know that I can trust you. Otherwise, I have no problem sending you back to Connie in Miami… Am I making myself clear or do you need a drawing?”

“Loud and clear, Jefe.” - He sighed.

“Dismissed, Murphy. Go to work.”

He got up and left your office.

He was just a ghost… A resemblance to what he was, when Connie was here. God, you felt sorry for him.

Hours later, you sat down at the bar, close to your office, after all those hours, alone.

You just wanted peace.

So much happened and you also got quite some happening.

Steve and his bullshit, Escobar on the run, Crosby up on your ass...

"A Dry Martini, por favor. Seco." (A Dry Martini, please. Extra dry.) - you order.

"¿Señorita, dry martini? ¿Seco? ¿Estás enferma?" (Miss, dry martini? Extra dry? Are you sick?)

"No, amigo... Soló necesito olvidar algunas cosas." (No, my friend… Just need to forget a few things.)

He knew your drink was a neat scotch, he never saw you drinking any other thing.

You hated how the gin burned while going down your throat. You could almost remember when Javier fucked your throat at the same time you used your vibrator because he wanted to see how you've done by yourself... He convinced you to pick it up at your place because he needed to ruin you, as you did to him...

"Díos mio... I don't wanna remember anymore, please, make it stop..." - you whispered like a secret prayer, closing your eyes.

About 2 hours later, taking off his tie, Javier walked into the same bar.

He sighed, so frustrated, so hurt, so pissed off.

Lorraine just had put the cherry on top: she wanted to leave Laredo to Dallas or Austin, because... He didn't even understand why. She asked for more money, his visit for a few days... The only good thing on that call was his baby boy, Lucas, who your so called wife insisted on calling Luke. Sometimes, he felt a little prejudice from her against his latin origin.

And she demanded again! Javier was trying to delay it, but she was coming on strong at him.

The worst part is… He didn’t care about Lorraine. Not that he ever did in the first place, but…

In reality, he was just sad...

Sad that he spent an intimate long night fucking you and... Nothing.

You just disappeared. Left him hanging.

Javier didn't even get to listen to you masturbating anymore.

He asked for a scotch, neat.

Just like he purred to you that night…

Sometime that night, you sat down on the armchair by his bedroom window, lit up your cigar, while he served you a glass of whiskey. You wore nothing but your red panties...

Javier kneeled down, again, for you.

There you were, smelling like your cigars, whiskey, sex... And Javier.

His hands worshiped your figure, opening you for him, again.

"Javier, I'm a little occupied..." - you said to him, almost purring.

"I don't care. I need to touch you. Go ahead with whatever you drink or smoke. It's sexy as fuck."

He loved that your scent was just like his. Make him feel like you belong to him, only him.

“When I'm done with you, you're gonna smell just like me… Like my come, my perfume, my spit, my sweat… You ruined me, cariño. I'm just returning the favor.”

“Javi…”

“You know where you belong, don't you?” - his index and middle fingers entered you again. You moaned. - “You belong with me, cariño. I'm not letting you go.”

“Oh fuck…” - you moan. - “You also smell just like me, Javi…” - his eyes widened, surprised. - “You also smell just like my french perfume, my spit on your dick, my sweat on your skin… My come all over you…”

You were so distracted you didn't even notice when he walked in and sat across from you.

When he spotted you, Javier went up to you.

"Martini, Y/N? Gotta say, did not see this coming."

"Bite me, Peña." - you responded through your teeth.

"I wish I could, cariño, but you won't let me get near you. I miss you. Don't tell me that you don't remember or you didn't like it." - his mouth came closer to your ear and murmured: - "You came so many times in my mouth that shirt I wore still smells like your cum, even after I washed 3 times already... Wanna know where it is?"

You sighted slowly, catching your breath, eyes closed.

"My bed, cariño. Right where you left your red panties, where you belong. Where you should be." - he continued to whisper in your ear.

"Peña..."

"No, not Peña. Call me Javi, babyboy, obedient soldier, anything but as if we were working… We both know that’s not under your obligations."

You looked at him, in pain.

"I-I-I can't. We gotta be a part, Peña."

He hit the bar with his fist.

"Bullshit! You may be an award winning actress, but you can't pretend any of that. I remember it all too well... I remember you telling me that was a fucking dream and you didn't wanna wake up! I remember you melting under my touch..."

You laughed.

"Peña, I quit smoking and drinking whiskey because of you."

"Why?"

"Because it tastes just like you." - aside from the scotch, he smoked cigarettes, not cigars. Your eyes are almost in tears.

He looked at you with those puppy brown eyes.

"Cariño... You don't have to..."

"Yes, Peña. I do... You don't get it, do you?"

"Actually, no, I don't. Enlighten me, then." - Javier responded, rude. He couldn't bear to be hurt one more time. He wanted to be yours and you to be his, only his.

"It was a mistake, Peña. You're overthinking what happened... I... We..." - you didn't know how to say or justify. You were lying and you were such a lousy liar... Javier could see right through you.

"Don't! Don't you dare to continue to say anything like that!" - it was his time to respond through his teeth. - "You don't get to do that! I won't accept these lies! You're not fooling me nor anyone… Days ago you were moaning and coming all over me... Now you want to take it back? News flash, you can't! You can’t change the past, you can’t change the fact that we fucked worse than rabbits, cariño. I told ya, I’m greedy as fuck." - his voice went from pissed to almost cooing at you.

You were feeling awful. Guilty. You shouldn't want Javier so badly, but you wanted.

"Peña, I'm your boss. We've got a job to do. I can't get involved with you, it was a mistake!"

Javier's heart was pounding. You couldn't do that to him.

You tried to get up, but your liquor betrayed you, almost throwing you on the ground, but Javi picked you up before you got hurt.

"Vamos, cariño. I'll take you home, vecina." - he said.

You only cuddled with him, holding up all you could.

Javier helped you get inside, paying attention to what you needed: You needed to eat, to take a shower and lay down, unfortunately, too drunk to do it alone.

First, Javier prepared a bath for you, a warm one.

"Peña, I just dumped you... You don't get to see me naked again." - you said to him, while you were sitting on the closed toilet and he took off your shoes.

He laughed. You were a cute drunk.

"Don't call me Peña. I already told you. Right now, I'm not calling you by 'jefe' or 'Y/LN' either. You're cariño, hermosa or even babygirl."

You began to take off your clothes, while he took off his jacket and folded his sleeves.

"I like cariño, Javi..." - you almost purred. - "I shouldn't. But I do..."

"Good. Cariño will be, Hermosa."

He helped you finish undressing and getting in the tub.

"Oh, it's gooood. Thank you, Javi..."

He remained outside it, just taking care of you, not letting you lay down too much or sleep.

When you finished, he covered you with a towel, leaving you alone for a few minutes to look for some medicine, as hangover prevention, and some food.

A little like him, your fridge only had whiskey, water and a leftover pizza.

You two were more alike than any of you wanted or expected.

He used the oven to heat it, at the same time you put a red and lacy nightgown.

"Oh, fuck, cariño... Had to be this one?" - he asked you, trying not to sound so horny.

"It was this one or none. Pick your poison, Javi."

He sighed. What a fucking brat you were, even drunk as a skunk.

"Sit, please. There you go, eat it. Where do you keep your painkillers?"

"My bedroom..."

"Finish your dinner, cariño. I'm going to give you some, we've got work to do tomorrow, you need to bring your A-game."

"Peña, I always do. Don't mess with me."

He snorted. Feisty one you are, as usual. He liked that about you.

You finished your slice and he took you into bed, made you take your medicine. He didn't lay down, he just sat next to you, observing.

"He never took care of me like that, you know?" - you revealed, almost sleeping.

"Who, cariño?"

"Ben..."

"Who's Ben anyway?" - Javier asked, pretending not to be curious, but you were too drunk to notice anything in his voice.

"My ex fiance... A cabrón... Malparido." - you cursed.

"Remind me, cariño, why?"

"You know... All the cheating, all the lying..." - you yawn. - "I'm tired, Javi..."

"Sleep, cariño. Buenas noches, hermosa... I'll bring breakfast tomorrow morning, before we go to the office."

But you slept before he even finished his sentence.

Javier left you safe and sound, at your apartment.

However, he never felt worse.

He wanted to be with you, more than sex. More than he ever wanted to be with any woman.

The problem is...

He's also a cheating bastard. He also fucked half of Medellin and Bogota.

He doesn't deserve you and he knows it.

Javier doesn't care.

He's not going to give up on you: on the contrary, he's going to solve all that he can before you ever find out...

But how? How is he going to keep Lorraine away? How will he manage his boy's custody?

Too many questions, no answers.

“One problem at the time…” - Javier told himself, crossing the hall and entering his apartment.

He looked around: all in order, but you were missing. He wanted to do it right…

Javier laid on his sofa… But it smelled like both of you. He got up and sat at the table in the kitchen, Lorraine’s letters organized in a box.

Pandora's box, as he joked sometimes to himself.

“Fuck…” - he cursed. - “How am I going to pull it off?”

Next morning, he knocked on the door, anxious.

The seconds before you opened it felt like hours. He was bringing you breakfast from Mrs. Hernandez's café: arepas with cheese and eggs, mantecada, marquesa and, of course, black colombian coffee.

You open, holding back a smile, wearing a black dress and boots.

"What are you doing here? Something happened?" - you sound surprised.

Javi smiled, coming in as you let.

"Yes, cariño, I told you I would bring breakfast... I don't get the surprise. Wait, you don't remember? You were that drunk?"

"Oh, fuck! I forgot... Sorry, by the way."- you said as Javi entered your home.

He pulled you into his embrace, after putting the food at the table, and held you close, smelling your hair. - "I miss you so much, cariño... Don't push me away, please." - he begged.

You took a deep breath, Javier's scent was so good, so masculine and strong... You miss him too, but how can you manage it all?

You look deep in those puppy eyes.

Fuck, you hate that effect on you.

"Can we talk about it later? I'm very thankful that you brought food and took care of me last night... But things are not that simple. I don't quite remember, I was really drunk. But I do remember that I said I dumped you."

He laughed, stroke your hair.

"Not exactly... But you did reveal a few things, including that you quit smoking and drinking whiskey because of me."

You turn your face away. You felt a stupid girl, alcohol in and truth out. Your own mind betrayed you.

"Oh, fuck. Peña, I... Really, let's eat. After work we can talk, okay?"

He agreed and you both set the table. It was all delicious, he brought everything you like.

"Was Ben at least thoughtful during your hangovers?" - he asked, casually, with a smirk on his lips.

"Peña, what the fuck? How dare you? That's none of your business!" - you screamed towards him.

How and what does Javier know about my ex? - you thought.

"Cariño, you're the one who brought him up last night. I was just curious..."

"Peña, you have no right! Leave my home! Right the fuck NOW!"

"Y/N, what the fuck?! What the hell happened to you from last night to this morning?"

"I got sober, my senses got back to the right place. And you know what? I was only delaying what I was going to say. We're not getting together again. That night was a huge mistake!"

"Your car is in the garage, by the way. Keys in the ignition. See you later, jefe." - he picked up his coffee that was on the travel mug and left your apartment, not looking back.

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halloweenbitch2764 · 1 year

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You asked for Slasher Asks? Well, as a Lester Sinclair lover, I am starved of content, but you write for him. So, if you end up doing this, I am forever grateful!!

Lester meeting the reader who's coming to town with a group of people they don't really know, like they are the friends of a sibling or smth. The rest of them are kinda mean to Lester, complaining about the smell and stuff, but the reader is very uncomfortable when they do that. It all escalates into the group running away from Lester after one of them hit him, but the reader stays and tries to take care of his wound? (Dw the others are being taken care of by either Bo or Vincent).

Thank you for writing all of this content for us <33 Please remember to take breaks, hydrate, and have a snack<33

This is such a cute ask! I'll be more than happy to write it!

Lester with a Future S/O Who Stays Behind to Take Care of Him

Your sister and her friends had decided to take a road trip so you decided to tag along

However, your sister got sick before the trip and ended up staying home

You didn't really know her friends that well, but hey, you deserved a vacation

So you all went through with the trip anyways

You all found a nice little campsite and decided to just sleep there since you guys had packed in case you didn't want to sleep at a hotel

However, you failed to notice someone fuck with your car in the middle of the night

You were all pretty tired between driving and just being so excited

You packed up in the morning and started back out on the road

After a while of driving and no bathrooms in sight, you decide to pull over for a bathroom break and to stretch your legs

The further you walked towards the wooded area, a foul stench hit you all

Of course, being curious, you all walked towards the smell and were met with rotting carcasses of animals which seemed to be roadkill

You gagged slightly and put your shirt over your nose to avoid the stench

Suddenly, a truck backed up and a man jumped out, starting to toss more roadkill into the pile

He had tattered clothes and dirt all over him

He didn't seemed bothered by the smell at all

You noticed two of the girls whispering while staring at the man with disgusted looks

The boys seemed just as disgusted by him but became verbal with their disgust

"What the hell are you doing here?" One of the boys confronted the man

You furrowed your eyebrows at the aggressiveness towards someone who hadn't done anything

The man seemed confused

"Me?"

"No the tree behind you dumbass, yes you!"

Although you didn't know the people with you well, you had heard that this guy was a particularly aggressive person

He'd gotten into plenty of fights and you weren't sure how he hadn't been expelled or arrested yet

The man also seemed confused by the aggressiveness, but was friendly anyways

"Jus' cleanin' up the roadkill. Ain't a pretty job but somebody's gotta do it." You admired how he wasn't aggressive back

"You smell bad and look worse." The friend scoffed

Before you could process what was happening, his fist went flying and connected with the man's cheek

A gasp left you, and everyone booked it towards the road

You looked back to where they had run away and then back to the man who was now holding his cheek which was swelling slightly

You jogged up to the man

"I'm so sorry about him. I don't know why he did that. You didn't do anything to him." You pulled your backpack off your back and pulled out some wet cloths to wipe the blood

He had apparently been cut by the ring the guy had been wearing

You heard your car start and peel out which left you stranded

You'd figure it out later

"Did he hurt you real bad?" You were fuming at what had transpired

Your sister would certainly be getting the lecture of a lifetime about her friend group

"Nah he didn't. Just stings a bit." The man said and let you wipe the blood

"My name is Y/N. Those are my sisters friends. She didn't even end up coming on this trip, but I wanted a break, so we decided to go without her. If I would have known how horrible he was, I would have made him stay behind."

You didn't need to explain yourself, but you didn't want the man thinking you associated with your sisters friend

"My name is Lester. Thanks for staying back to help me. Most people don't do that."

You furrowed your eyebrows at the statement

"Has this happened before?"

He nodded

Your blood boiled. He hadn't done anything to anybody and yet people picked on him

You shook your head in almost disbelief

"I'm so sorry, Lester." You mumbled and put the towel away so you could toss it later

"It's not your fault. Seems like they took your car, do you want me to take you to town? Seems like that's where they were headin'."

Lester knew they'd hit Ambrose where Bo and Vincent would be waiting and with how stupid the group seemed they'd surely been muttering about what had happened

If the blood on the guys ring wasn't a clue

You nodded at his offer, thanking him to offering you a ride

#lester sinclair x reader #lester sinclair #bo sinclair #vincent sinclair #house of wax (2005)#house of wax 2005 #slasher x reader #slasher fandom #slasher fucker #bnnyv3nus

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burgycreeper405-blog · 11 months

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hello there

welcome to the pinned post

here we have the list of everything you wantes to know about the me myself and i

Commissions: open (dm me if interested)

here is my commissions sheet if you're interested in commissioning me

Art Trades: closed

Art Request: open 4 now

tho the rules are:

if you want a request, please state that you want a art request,, bcuz if not,, look I'm dumb okay? just be more specific please

no ocs (sorry)

aus are fine (tho pls send a reference 👍)

only the franchise im interested in (the list is down the below)

any ship in any franchise I'm in is fine as long as it's not the ones listed there in the dni list

there might be more to be added in the future but yeah 👍

down the below also has the everythin you need or just want to know so you better check it 👍

but before you do

this is for my and yours' comfort if you somehow have one or two or all of these

DNI If you:

- ship tac0m1c

- ship s0apm1c (on thin ice) ((you shippers can interact, but if you push your ship in my face, the ice will shatter))

- ship kn1fan (on thin ice) ((same goes here))

- hc knife and mic as siblings

- hc baseball and suitcase as father-daughter???? / infantalize suitcase

the basic DNI stuffs; Racist, being mean to people and tells them to "kys" or other mean things, etc. etc.

aight, now that you's done reading the dni list, time for the other chet

it's kinda simple and also kinda messy so bare with me here

you can call me Burgy and i is girl, but any pronouns is fine

my other socials are:

Instagram (@/burgycreeper405)

Youtube (@/burgycreeper405)

and no i don't have twitter, i used to, but no, twitter is like my toxic ex, so if you see me "post" on twitter, that's not me, that's probably a person acting as me but failed miserably

i have a dicsord server if you wanna join

the app i use to draw is Medibang Paint / Manga (the site lol) / Ibispaint on the ipad

to animate, i use Flipaclip on my phone

I am not in any fandoms cuz i am very ✨random✨

but draws one topic for a long while, but as time goes on, i go back to drawing random chet that i like and not just one thing

here are the lists of what I'm interested in (aka the things that I'll draw from most to least maybe)

• Inanimate Insanity (II)

• The Daily Object Show (TDOS)

• Trolls

• The Lego Movie

• Super Mario

• Undertale

• Cuphead

• Batim

i have more stuffs that i like but those 8 are the main, and I don't even really draw the other ones that much, but i like em, but i ain't telling em,, so yeah :P

i have a fun little ask blog for my AUs and stuff (tho it's just Lego movie aus) so if you're interested, it's this

@ask-burgys-tlm-aus

now that the simple stuff is done,,

it's time for the '🍩'(do not)s and other infos

• do not repost or reupload my stuff like put it in compilations and stuff, even if you credit me, do not repost/reupload my chet

• do not trace my art

• if i seem rude, that means i’m in a bad mood

• you can use my art as pfp or banners, just do not reupload/repost and or trace my stuffs

• if you dm-ed me/private message me, i won't answer it, especially if we're not even that close (unless it's for commissions then i will answer that lol) cuz either I'm awkward at starting conversations, or i just don't want to dm back, it's one of the two but it's mostly the former

• if you have questions, ask it in the ask box, it's there for a reason

• if you want to do fanart, then go ahead, no need to ask, just tag me, id love to see it

• keep in mind, i mostly have headcanons that are not the same as the popular ones cuz, not everyone will have the same hcs, shocker i know

• i don't do with popular chet so keep that in mind

• i hate shipping discourse cuz i find that stupid and a waste of time, especially when the ship they're fighting is not even that problematic as they say they are, so get that away from me cuz i don't want to deal with it

• i don't mind any ships (besides the ones on the red down below), I'm neutral with mostly any ships (again, besides the ones on the red down below), unless it's actually problematic like those age gaps and other chet? then that's a big no no for me, get that thing out of here, i don't want it

let's cut to the chase, yes, I'm fine with:

Rexmet (Rex x Emmet)

Rexmetstyle (Rex x Emmet x Lucy)

and i also ship

Microknife (Mic x Knife)

Knicropick (Knife x Mic x Pickle)

Metallic Salad (Mephone4 x Knife x Mic x Pickle)

if those info shocked you, then that's funny lol

if you suddenly hate me bcuz of that, then that's honestly a funny and stupid reason to hate me lol

tags that i use:

#burgy talks - just talking and or rambling about stuffs

#burg art - for art

#burgy comics - for the comics that i did cuz why not

#burgy games - for me gaming

#burgy sh1tpost - yes, it's a 1, not a misstype,, anyways, thats for jokes stuffs so i wont flood the burgy talks or art tag that much

me personas (i don't have a good ref sheet for them three)

me but object

sun micro4 content

aight, i think thas all, some of these may or may not change in the future

but yeah, thas all, thanks for reading

#burgy talks #burg art #burgy comics #burgy games #burgy sh1tpost

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pacificaisstillpacifica · 4 months

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OC Interview

I was tagged by @ouroboros-hideout to do this interview for the Notorious BGB. Due to her secretive nature and general paranoia, she's not inclined to answer certain questions, so there will be some commentary.

Name?

"Who's askin' and why?"

*Legally named Baby Girl Benítez, BGB has guarded this embarrassing secret by using over 20 different aliases via forged documents. Only 3 people in the NC area know her real name.

Nickname?

"Again, depends on who's askin'. I go by 'V' in Night City. ...Why? Pfff, I'unno. Sounded cool, I guess."

*It's taken from one of her earliest aliases, Verónica.

Gender?

"None of your biz."

*Female; She/They

Star Sign?

"Scorpio."

Height?

"Again, why are you askin'? You FIA or somethin'?"

*She is 5'5.

Orientation?

"I know what I like when I see it and that ain't nobody's biz but mine."

*A true bisexual disaster.

Nationality/Ethnicity?

"See, now I KNOW you're FIA. Well, you can go and tell Rosalind that we are done, that it was nice getting to play James Bond but ain't no way in hell I'm joining her gonk lil'—... Oh, you're just trying to get to know me? *sigh* Fuck, choom... Sorry, I've had a weird coupl'a years. I'm workin' on it. Can we start over?"

*A stateless nomad via the Blood Nation's Gargoyles pack; Afro-Latina of Puerto Rican and Haitian descent.

Fave Fruit?

"Haven't had real fruit in forever. Closest I've had in years have been those Leeloo Beans. But, I'm gonna say mango. Yeah. Reminds me of my old family."

Fave Season?

"That's a hard one. Kinda like and hate somethin' about each of 'em."

Fave Flower?

"Plants aren't really my area of expertise, but there's something about wildflowers I really like. Remember growin' up, the fam was on this maglev construction gig down I-40. Late summer, just barely early fall. And there's nothin' but this vast stretch of highway for miles and miles, and ghost towns that got wiped by the wasting epidemic. But there were these little red and yellow flowers, just dotting the sun-scorched grass. Never knew what kind they were, but through all thst decay and destruction I remember thinkin' they were the prettiest flowers I'd ever seen."

Fave Scent?

"Coffee in the morning. Grapefruit rinds. A nice cologne. I love that shit. Just a splash though. I had... let's say, an 'ex' who I swear would marinate in it. That's not why they're an ex, but... yeah, didn't really help their case."

Coffee, Tea, or Hot Chocolate?

"Depends on what time of day it is and what I'm doing. Coffee in the morning without a doubt. With the sock method, café cola'o like my abuela used to do it, of course. If it's the afternoon, I like a nice cup of Oolong. And for cold nights, hot chocolate. Spiked with spiced rum."

Average Hours of Sleep?

*The "sock method refers to a cloth mesh filter attached to a round wire frame with a handle. It's reusable but winds up looking like a dirty sock, hence the nickname "la media" (P.R. Spanish for "the sock/stocking") No actual socks are involved.

"Again with the weird questions. What are ya, my ripperdoc? ...You sure you're not FIA?"

*Averages about 6 hours of sleep.

Dog or Cat Person?

"Don't really have a preference. They're both great. Cats are great to chill on the couch with and dogs are fun to take on roadtrips. But I guess if you get an RV, you can do both."

Dream Trip?

"I'unno. Spent so much of my life traveling and moving that taking a trip doesn't seem as exciting to me. The Crystal Palace seems interesting, but is it enough to make me get on a tin can of a shuttle?"

Number of Blankets?

"If it's hot, then just a flat sheet with no blanket. If it's cold enough, then two. A knit one and a fleece one."

Random Fact?

"I fell off the scoop bucket of an excavator when I was 9. It was afterhours on the site and I got bored. Anyway, wound up shattering my left arm. Still kinda aches when it rains."

#oc ask game #baby girl benítez #thanks for tagging me!!!!

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wannaseewhatshangin · 9 months

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can you please write a dallas winston x reader angst? thank you!

Of course darling <3 Also I didn't know what pronouns you wanted so I just put my default pronouns (Fem) I hope thats okay! <3

It was another fight between you and Dallas. This time if was over something stupid.

"God y/n. I don't get how you can say that I'm selfish, I tried to help!" He said, slamming his hand down on your bed.

You rolled your eyes in response.

"Really? because it sure as hell didn't seem like it when you were talkin with Tim. And I tried to tell you but you just brushed me off like I was a bug."

It was at the Nightly Double and you ran to Dally.

"Dally! A soc broke my hair clip and the necklace you gave me!" You said, grabbing his arm with fear in your eyes, looking around to make sure they didn't follow you.

"Not now y/n, I'm talking to Tim." He said, lightly pushing you away, not even looking at you.

He looked at you, his face lightly red from how angry he was.

"Jesus, all this for a stupid hair clip and a necklace I stole?" He said, getting close to you.

You throw the items at your bedroom door in anger.

"Dally, I don't give a fuck about those! I'm mad because you were being a bitch and pushed me away when I needed you. They aren't stupid, Dal. They mean something to me because YOU gave them to me. But I guess they don't mean shit anymore." You snapped.

"Just get out, Dally." You whispered, not looking at him. Just like he did you.

"Y/n we can talk about it-"

You pushed him.

"I said get out!" You opened the door, showing him the way out. Even though he knew.

"Alright I'll leave. I'll come and see you tomorrow, yeah?" He said with hope in his voice.

You didn't't say anything and and waited, before seeing his figure walk out of your room.

You slammed your door and took a shower and went to sleep.

"Johnny I think I fucked up, man." He said, looking at his close buddy.

Johnny looked at him, confused.

"What happened?"

Dally didn't say anything right away, trying to not get emotional.

"I guess I did something I shouldn't have- well actually it was something I should've done..but I didn't."

Johnny looked at him, taking a hit from his cig.

"We were watchin a move and.. some soc decided to mess with er' or somethin and broke the hair clip and necklace that I gave er'. And I just pushed her away when she needed me."

"Did you apologize?" He asked, passing him the cig.

He paused for a minute.

"No..no I didn't't." He said, taking a puff and handing it back to him.

"But I am tomorrow. I just hope she ain't too mad at me."

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It wasn't even 7 in the morning when you heard a loud knock of your front door.

You groaned, getting up and headed downstairs, wanting to get back in bed as soon as possible.

You opened your front door.

"I will have the tag alongs and chocolate chip, 20 dollars take it or leave it, kid." You said rubbing your eyes.

Dallas smiled at you being sleepy, it was very cute in his opinion.

"Hey, man. Do I look like I girl scout to ya?" He said, hands in his pockets as he laughed.

"No. You look like a jackass." You said, your arms crossed and leaned against your door frame.

He smiled, not really knowing what to do.

"Well if you're just gonna stan here, I'm taking my ass back to bed." You said, shutting your front door, before it being pushed back open.

"No no. Please let me talk." He said frantically.

You hummed in response, letting him know you were listening.

"Um." He said, taking a necklace out of his jacket pocket, putting it on you.

"I-....I'm sorry. And I love you so much." He said, hugging you tightly.

You smiled, chuckling lightly.

"I love you too, Dally. Get in here. The next time you act like that, i'll kick your ass." You playfully threatened.

"Yes ma'am." He kissed your lips, shutting the front door.

#dallas winston headcanons #dallas winston x reader #sodapop headcanons #johnny cade #johnny cade headcanons #johnny cade x reader #sodapop x reader #ponyboy curtis #ponyboy headcanons #ponyboy x reader

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eorzeanflowers · 4 months

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10 Fandoms, 10 Characters, 10 tags

Basic rules: choose 10 fandoms that you are part of/support, and choose a favorite character from each of those. Then, tag ten folks!

Tagged by: @miqojak Ty for the tag!!! Sorry it took a hot minute.

Tagging: Uhhhhh, @terminuspride, @fair-fae, @alannah-corvaine, @voidsentprinces, @healerstail, @ahollowgrave, @alicelufenia, @starrysnowdrop, @briar-ffxiv, @driftward

Now to the list! In no real particular order cause I really just drift from thing to thing.

Penny Polendina (RWBY)

I love my quirky little robot girl. She's the absolute best, a brilliant fighter and very emotionally intelligent. She is such a cheerful ideal, someone who tries to see the best in people. She knows when they've gone too far and isn't afraid to stand up for what she wants! Which is the whole core of her little arc. Being a weapon given a soul and all. It is a beautiful story of a little girl who cares so much and wishes to be able to just... be that cheerful little girl without the weight of the world. Its just so sweet.

Honorable mentions: Ruby, Weiss, Blake, Yang, Oscar, Neo

2. Kafka (Star Rail)

In all honesty she's the reason I'm even playing Star Rail. She is such a mysterious character, with a voice to die for. Yes, Hoyoverse characters tend to be rather shallow (that's a gacha game for ya), but Kafka just hits everything I love in a character. Her character short when she was fully released is... *chef's kiss* just amazing. I will admit, every time she does her ult in game I join her in saying "Boom." ^_^;

Honorable Mentions: March 7th, Stelle (Trailblazer F), Seele, Bronya, Jingliu

3. Lyse (FFXIV)

Shocker, the leading lady of Stormblood is still my favorite? Honestly, all three of the ladies from Stormblood are the trifecta of favorites. (Lyse, Fordola and Yotsuyu) The various storylines that cause them to interact is such a delight. I wasn't too bothered by the whole "Yda was my sister" thing, cause well, Yda was barely in the game post ARR... And like, it was always Yda and Papalymo. Never just one or the other. So when Lyse got the chance to shine and actually take center stage, I was smitten. She's tough, gentle, sassy, collected, brilliant, a bit silly, and more. Such a well written character. I'm still upset she left the scions tbh. Could've added a little hair color diversity by a little bit. :P

Honorable mentions: Aymeric, Hilda, Erenville, Zero, Y'shtola, Thancred, Ryne, Gaia, Minfillia

4. Gideon Nav (The Locked Tomb)

Ok, seriously, this series grabbed me by the throat and would not let me go. Gideon is such a lovely first viewpoint (and I adore all the viewpoint characters). She takes no shit, talks a lotta shit, and can fight a whole heck more shit. The way she interacts with Harrow at first, then the other Necromancers and their Cavaliers is such a delight. Sure you hate Harrowhark so much Gideon, why are you obeying her command to not speak a single word to literally anyone else, hmmmmmmmmmmm?????? Also the gay panic that Gideon seems to have on the regular is just. Great. I don't want to speak too much more on Gideon, cause this series is just great and you should read it.

Honorable mentions: Harrowhark Nonagesimus, Nona, Camilla Hect, Ianthe Tridentarius, Coronabeth Tridentarius.

5. Raiden Ei (Genshin Impact)

Last time it was Eula, now it is Raiden Ei. It is always a toss up between them, if I'm being honest. Ei is just... such a sad puppy? XD Its the best way to describe her. So trapped in her own past and trying to do what would best preserve her sister's memory... She's just SAD guys. Yeah, she may not be the best governing force for her nation, and she indirectly killed a lotta people with her retreating away and leaving a puppet behind, but we the Traveler showed up and fixed things! Also she gets two amazing boss fights, I honestly wish I could do the story one again but I ain't working through Mondstat and Liyue again. >.>;

Honorable mentions: Eula, Alhaithem, Deya, Kamisato Ayaka, Zhongli, Nahida, Navia, the Wanderer, Wriothsley

6. Karlach (Baldur's Gate 3)

KARLACH IS THE BEST AND SHE IS SO SWEET AND LOVELY AND SHOULD NOT HAVE TO GO BACK TO HELL OR DIE OR [redacted]. She is such a lovely goofball that even shows platonic love if you don't romance her and I really think that is great! Her arc tying into Gortash was delightful, bringing her much more into the story instead of just a bystander like a couple of them. (Like out of all the origin companions Astarion barely has any connection to any of the major players in the story, he's pretty self contained tbh.) Her sweetness, the way she says she's gonna eat dirt if you leave her camp, and her cheerful demeanor are just.... Amazing. I'm really running out of words for Karlach cause she is my favorite. I'm gonna have to start BG3 up again and actually play my romance run of her soon.

Honorable mentions: Shadowheart, Wyll, Astarion, Lae'zel, Dammon, Orin, Jaheira, Minthara, Isobel, Aylin

7. The Doctor (Doctor Who)

Ok, a bit of a cop out since, you know, they are the star of the show. BUT COME ON. The Doctor in their various iterations have been so enjoyable. My personal favorite is Tennet's 10, but Capaldi's 12 is a strong second. Its just a good show to binge at times. There are a lottta good episodes, a few really bad ones, but overall its a good time. The scene at the end of the special where they rescue Gallifrey is still one of my favorite scenes in the whole franchise. And hell, the Archeologist is based (loosely) on them, so how can I not include them?

Honorable mentions: DONNA NOBLE, Rose Tyler, Clara Oswald, Bill Potts, Me, Strax

8. Xion (Kingdom Hearts)

Have I mentioned I love tragic characters? Xion is literally the definition of tragedy, with all the problems with her just existing lol. Her presence in 358/2 Days really made the game for me. Roxas was kinda bland and having someone that was similar in age (like Sora, Riku and Kairi were) to interact with made it all that much better. AND SHE GETS THE HAPPY ENDING. Eventually. Boy is it a long road, but that's Kingdom Hearts for ya.

Honorable Mentions: Kairi, Namine, Riku, Sora, Aqua, Terra, Master Xehanort, Isa, Lea

8. Lucina (Fire Emblem)

I really wanna pick someone else in all honesty, but Fire Emblem has a worse problem than Hoyoverse games in their bit characters. :/ Lucina is a strong character that really delighted me when I played Awakening. She's such a surprise that it really helps make that Fire Emblem my favorite. She's got a good supporting cast too, with Robin and her dad Chrom, but Awakening was really her game. Chrom was kinda there just to be her dad lol

Honorable mentions: Robin, Chrom, Ike, Mist, Soren, Sumia, Erika, Marisa, Lyon, Elincia

9. Trevor Belmont (Castlevania)

Full disclosure, I have not played his game, in fact the only two castlevania's I have played both feature non Belmont's as the lead players (Portrait of Ruin and Order of Ecclasia). But the way Trevor is in the show, OH BOY. He is rough, he is blunt, he is smart, he is SOOOO dumb, he is loyal, he is a fighter, he never gives up, HE IS JUST GREAT. He's also one of my biggest Bi panics when he shows how much of a badass he is in episode, I think, 4 or 5 or later? Its been a hot minute since I watched that series. When he first uses the flail weapon that I forget the name of.

Honorable mentions: Shanoa, Jonathan Morris, Charlotte Aulin, Sypha Belnades, Alucard, Dracula

10. Aigis (Persona)

Aigis is a super cutie and I love her interactions with the female protagonist. I really wish P3 wasn't such a long game and Aigis actually showed up a little earlier. She's just a doll! I do need to try and find a copy (or emulate) FES to play the storyline with her as the lead singer. Its just so rough to get thru P3 I just lose motivation. T.T I've made it to the vacation part with the female lead, like, three times and no further cause my motivation tanks. WHICH IS WEIRD CAUSE THAT'S WHEN YOU MEET AIGIS. Its just too long for me I guess. XD

Honorable mentions: Teddie, Female lead P3, Male lead P4, Yukari Takeba, Mitsuru Kirijo, Akihiko Sanada, Fuuka Yamagishi, Shinji Aragaki, Junpei Iori, Chidori Yoshino, Elizabeth, Theodore

Not gonna lie, kinda struggled to find a full 10 franchises to pull a character from. My mind just goes blank when asked my favorite character from X place. Names escape me and everything. XD But as you can see, I love robot girls, strong girls, mysterious girls, tragic girls, a fail man, and traveling weirdo.

#the rare leigh #oooooooof #this took like..... 2 hours lol #joking it was only like 1.#but still lol #ty for the tag Jak <3 #ty for the tag Mimble <3

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tomhardyspinkyfinger · 2 years

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The Good Girl and the Gangster: 2

A/N: chapter 2! Top left and middle pictures is how I envision Mabel, Annie and biscuit :). I also add outfits that are referenced in the chapter! I really like making moodboards I'm very visual so it helps me write better and picture the scenery. And for the trigger warnings I'm going to leave them off for the rest of the story, the basic warnings are language and sex, if I write something triggering I'll make it known!

BTW I didn't edit this, I will in the next day or so but I had so much fun writing it that I just wanted to get it out and hear feedback ASAP! I know someone mentioned wanting to be tagged on this, if you do too, let me know!

Summary: Y/N and Alfie grow closer, but her mother has other plans for her love life.

Masterlist Part 1

"That's to wipe up those drenched panties you were goin' on about."

I could practically hear my heart fall through my body. My eyes widened. Alfie backed away from me with his grin remaining.

"Alfie- I-I... we were just..." I stammered.

"S'alrigh' dove. I won't tell anyone. That soppin' wet cunt has been on my mind since I met you. Could tell you were wet when you clenched them silky thighs in front'a me. Can't do anything about it 'I'm afraid, love. I'm a right fuckin' bastard, been goin' to temple tryin' to repent an' all that. Fuckin' the Rabbi's daughter till her legs give out ain't very holy is it?" Alfie explained, his eyes never leaving mine. I swallowed heavily and tried to steady my breathing. Before I could even try to formulate a response my mothers voice called out into the night.

"Y/N! There you are, hello Mr. Solomons!" She greeted, approaching us and patting Alfie's arm gently, grabbing my hand and beginning to tug me back towards the party.

"Come darling, there is someone I want you to meet." I let her drag me into the main hall where an older couple and a young man stood talking amongst each other.

"Beth! This is her!" My mother exclaimed. The older woman looked at me and beamed. She approached me and grabbed my arms, pulling me closer to her and moving my arms to examine me.

"Yes! She's beautiful! Glowing girl! She'll make a perfect bride!" Beth spoke. I furrowed my brow.

"I'm sorry..?" I questioned. She chuckled.

"Pardon the old brain darling, I haven't even introduced us. I am Beth, this is my husband Elijah and my son Jacob!" She motioned to her family. I shook Elijah's hand and moved on to Jacob, who kissing the top of my hand, wetting it with his spit.

Ew.

"Pleasure to make your acquaintance. I've heard splendid things about you." Jacob spoke. He was attractive, tall with blue eyes and short brown hair. His white dress shirt and suspenders fit his toned body well.

"I can't say I've heard anything of you." I spoke rather bluntly. My mother pinched my arm out of eye sight. I grimaced.

"That gives you two a chance to get better acquainted then!" My mother spoke. I hid my distaste.

The party continued on for a few hours, I mingled but spent most of my time with Mabel and Annie. Alfie had left, bidding me a goodbye with an innocent kiss on the cheek. I still hadn't recovered from what he said in the garden. I knew this attraction was going to become worse than it already was, since he feels the same.

The party died down, the only remanding guests being Jacob and his parents. My parents and I walked them to the door, bidding them goodbye.

"We'll see you tomorrow for dinner Eliana! We'll take that time to begin wedding arrangements." Beth spoke, kissing my mothers cheek. My mother began subtly ushering them out while my father failed to hide his frown. Once the door was shut and the house was silent.

"Mother, what did Beth mean?" I spoke, my heart pounding. She turned to face me, sighing.

"Listen, sweetheart-"

"No! What is happening?! Don't tell me you did what I think you did! Father please say something." I pleaded. My father avoided my eye contact. My mother spoke up,

"Y/N. I've told you it is the appropriate time to start looking for a husband." My mother defended. I scoffed.

"And I agreed with you! I am fine being married, but I'd prefer to choose!" I shouted, throwing my hands up.

"When you turned 18 we agreed you would start looking for a husband, you're 21 and haven't even courted anyone! You sit around in your art studio and waste time! We let you adjust to the idea of marriage and now you're ready. You and Jacob will be wed in two months time. He is a perfectly suitable young man." My mother snapped, huffing angirly.

"Father? What do you have to say about this?" I demanded. He let out a breath, meeting my eyes.

"Your mother is right angel, Jacob is a very kind man. He built a relationship with your mother and I before asking for your hand in marriage. I accepted. He is taking over his fathers butchery soon, he will be able to support you." My father spoke.

"He asked for my hand?! I just met him two hours ago! This has been going on behind my back without me even knowing! I can't believe it. I will not marry him! You can't make me! This is fucking outrageous!" I was screaming at this point. I had never cursed in front of my parents, let alone at them, but I was too enraged to care.

"That is quite enough! You will marry Jacob! If you ever disrespect your mother or I like that again you will regret it. Go to your room now. I can't even look at you right now." My father bellowed. He had never raised his voice at me like that. I rushed up to my room, slamming the door and locking it, the tears flowing immediately.

The next day, I stayed locked away in my room. I made myself toast and picked some fresh fruit from the garden, grabbed Biscuit, and retreated back to my room. It was now late afternoon, and I had spent hours laying in bed and petting Biscuit. I did some writing and sketching but nothing else.

A knock sounded at my door.

"What." I called out, already angry again.

"Darling, let me in please." My mother called out from the other side, I huffed and opened the door, allowing her entry. She walked in and placed her hands on my face.

"My love, I am sorry things went the way they did. I know your father is upset with what he said to you. We have talked and we understand this is difficult for you. It was wrong for us to leave you in the dark. You will adjust in time darling." My mother spoke. I pulled away.

"I don't need your excuses. I apologize for yelling at you, but I meant what I said. I accept your apology but I do not forgive you." I spoke plainly. She nodded.

"Get ready for dinner. The new gown in your dresser is for tonight. I hope you can come to forgive us. You are my child and I will always love you. When the guests arrive please try to make conversation and show them what an incredible, well-mannered lady you are. Father has some guests joining as well, Mr. Solomons and a few men from the church." My mother spoke. Great and the man I've been lusting over is in attendance too? I nodded and opened my door again, silently instructing her to leave.

In a rage I yanked open my dresser, grabbing the evening gown and taking my crafting scissors to it. Once the gown was torn into a million little pieces, I began getting ready.

I began descending the staircase, hearing the guests already chattering and eating our opening dish my mother prepared. When I entered the dining room all conversations ceased.

"Good evening everyone." I spoke with a smirk. My mother's face was boiling red and my father had a hand tentatively placed over his face. I glanced at Alfie and saw a sly smirk as he looked me up and down. I smoothed out my slacks and adjusted the collar of my black button down blouse before taking a seat next to my mother and across from Jacob, my father seated at the head of the table. Alfie was on my other side.

"Go change, now." My mother spoke under her breath, a smile on her face.

"It's quite alright ma'am. I appreciate Y/N's choice in attire. I hear women are starting to wear slacks, some in America are even joining work forces!" Jacob jumped to my defense. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. My mother forced a smile and dinner continued on.

I let Jacob carry the conversation as I listened, chiming in every now and then to please my parents. Towards the end of dinner, Alfie placed his big hand on my knee. I jumped a bit in surprise. He hadn't spoken to me besides a greeting, he was conversing with my father and the other men at the table. Jacob's father owns the butchery, so they talked about owning and running a business, nothing I cared about. I looked at him and he continued talking, as if he didn't know what was going on.

The dinner ended, and the two men Ezekiel and Charles, left early to get home to their families. Jacob, his parents, and Alfie were the remaining guests. My father, Elijah and Alfie went to the study to talk about god knows what, and Beth and my mother gabbed about the wedding like they had been all night.

"So, do you enjoy hunting? I've heard women who dress in masculine fashion enjoy masculine activities." Jacob spoke.

...What?

"No. I don't. I don't believe in the pointless slaughter of animals. In America before it was colonized, natives believed in honoring animals in life and death, killing them and using every part of their bodies before honoring their spirit. Those who kill animals for sport to not gain respect from me." I spoke, shrugging. Jacob furrowed his brows.

"Why do you know of such topics? American history hardly affects us." He spoke. I resisted the urge to scoff.

"Technically it does, we invaded their country and called it our own, and then enslaved an entire race of people. I'd rather acknowledge our wrong doings as a race and country rather than pretend it didn't happen." I spoke. My mother had tuned into our conversation, pinching my leg to get me to sit pretty and shut up. I pinched her back.

"Now that right there is a intelligent fuckin' bird. Pardon my language. This woman is a fuckin' enigma right, learn to respect it, boy." Alfie's voice chimed in from the doorway of the dining room. I smiled.

"Absolutely Mr. Solomons. She is much more intelligent than I expected." He spoke in shock. My eye twitched. Before anyone else could say anything a loud crack of thunder erupted. It had been raining for a while, but was now downpouring.

"Eliana, the driveway is flooded, it will be clear once the rain stops, but the mud has trapped the cars. Would you please set up the guest rooms?" My father questioned, entering the room behind Alfie.

"Absolutely! Elijah and Beth can take the first guest room, Jacob the second and Mr. Solomons can have Y/N's room. Darling you'll do just fine on the couch in your studio." My mother spoke, Her and Beth clearing the table.

"Nah, I'll take the couch. Don't sleep none anyhow." Alfie tried, my mother shooting him down and insisting. I nodded in his direction when he met my eyes. My mother rushed off to set up the guest bedrooms and everyone turned in.

A few hours into the night and I was still tossing and turning on the small couch. The rain had stopped and the muggy, humid late spring air filled the room as it seeped through the open windows. I kicked my blanket off and gently removed Biscuit from my stomach, placing him on the couch. I quietly stepped, smiling at the feeling of my toes in the wet grass. I approached the pond and looked around before stepping in.

My white night gown was all the covered my body as I began floating around the quaint pond. I swam for about twenty minutes before pulling myself out of the water, holding the bunched up wet silk in my fists to give my feet room. I stood on the grass and let go of the gown, letting it go back to molding my body.

"Christ. Makin' it right fuckin' hard to not want you." Alfie's voice called out. I jumped and looked over where Alfie sat on the bench off to the side of the garden. The bench had a view of the pond but when inside the pond, the bench wasn't visible.

"You scared me! How long have you been there?" I questioned, my hand on my wet chest.

"Long enough, can't sleep. Been here a few hours." He explained, standing and approaching me. He looked my body up and down with hunger in his eyes. I furrowed my brows and looked down.

My gown was like a second skin, outlining my curves. But it wasn't just tight, it was completely see through. My hard nipples were completely visible as was the rest of my body. I placed my hands over my breasts and felt my face heat up.

"Don't matter now. Been lookin' at these since you got in the water." He shrugged, motioning to my breasts. I huffed.

"Creep." I joked. He smirking wider.

"You sure, treacle? I ain't the one sayin' my cunt is all wet." Alfie spoke. I laughed and put my hand over my face, losing the ability to care about covering up.

"Are you ever going to let that go?"

"Nah." He shook his head. I smiled and sat in the grass, bringing my knees to my chest, trying to preserve just a smidge of my modesty. Alfie sat next to me, grunting as his joints cracked.

"You alright grandpa?" I teased. He scoffed.

"Fuck off." I laughed. We sat in silence for a while before Alfie's hand touched my cheek gently, wiping tears I hadn't even noticed had fallen.

"M'sorry dove." He spoke quietly. I smiled, but it didn't reach my eyes.

"Not your fault. Many women get married younger than me, I'm just being a baby." I defended, wiping my tears and sniffling.

"Crock of shit that is, don't lie to me. I don't believe in that posh fuckin' socialite shit, say what you feel. No need to be prim n' fuckin' proper 'round me." Alfie spoke.

"It's... I... I'm fucking enraged!" I huffed. He smiled.

"There ya' are, dove."

"I don't want to marry him! I don't even know him! I have no desire to be with him. My parents don't even respect me! I have to constantly be so fucking proper! Don't curse, don't smoke, don't drink, stand up straight, smile wide, don't argue, never go against a man, it's a god damn sham! I have followed their fucking rules my whole life, and now I'm signing my life and freedom away before I've even lived! I've never tasted a sip or alcohol, never smoked a cigarette, never been kissed, never been fucked the way I really, really want to be fucked." I ranted, slapping my hand over my mouth at the end.

I had never admitted any of that to anyone before. I hadn't even cursed before yesterday. Talking to Alfie was just so easy.

"Christ. I can't do this." Alfie muttered. My brows furrowed.

"I-I'm sorry. Did I say something wrong? I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable, I am so sor-"

His lips were on mine.

Alfie Solomons was kissing me, while I sat in the grass with my soaking, naked body completely visible.

Oy Vey.

He pushed my gently down into the wet grass, rolling over to put his large body over top of mine. His hands were on my waist, mine in his hair as his plump lips molded with mine. I moaned, wrapping my legs around his waist. I had never done anything like this, just read and fantasied about it.

He pulled away suddenly. Standing up from the grass and walking back into the house without sparing me a glance. I assumed he needed some space so I went into the studio/ make shift sleeping quarters and dried off, putting on my robe before going up to my bedroom. I knocked a couple times before letting myself in.

"Alfie?" I questioned. The room was empty.

I walked to my window, where I saw the taillights of his car turning off our drive and disappearing into the night.

#alfie solomons fanfiction #tom hardy #tom hardy x reader #reader insert #tom hardy x you #fic #fluff #alfie solomons #peaky blinders alfie

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xsteveharringtonsmistress86x · 1 year

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Hey, sorry it took me a minute to get back to you. The “pale” skin and “running finger through readers hair” are definitely bothersome. Also when they describe the reader’s skin as “creamy”. I know they can mean it as being “smooth” but I’d rather they write “smooth” or “soft” without using a term who’s color is a particular shade of white. Blushing is a HUGE one that’s a red flag for me to know that fics are not inclusive; “reader turned red” or “reader turned a deep shade of pink”. White knuckling is another one that bothers me too. There’s so many other ways to describe gripping something tight that doesn’t involve skin changing colors. Pink nipples is another one. Using white girls in the gif or the moodboard is definitely not inclusive. But MY biggest pet peeve is RELATIVE!Reader fics. Majority of the shows/movies that I hyperfixate on has a majority white cast so when these writers write a sibling!reader fic for one of those characters that immediately excludes SO many potential readers. I get it, you write what you know, and I know that white is the default. I just expect SOME type of effort or I’d rather for them to just tag it as White!Reader so us POC!Readers will know the fic ain’t for us. They’re just scared to do so. 🤷🏽‍♀️// I'm sorry. As much as I agree with most that you said I don't get the last part "the fic ain't for us". I personally read fics of many colors (yes, I'm white). It doesn't really bothers me if discription of the y/n is dark skin or blue eyes which both I don't have. So I don't understand 'this isn't fic for me'. I only pass when I don't like a story or if in my opinion is badly written and I have a hard time. Yes there are many white y/n oriented fics but they for everyone. I don't fit in most those physical discriptions but that don't stop me from enjoying. I fell like the big problem here beside what you said is also the fact that y/n isn't real and it ain't you and it your problem reader is that you try to fit in it. If you try to look for the one that fully describe you you wouldn't find plenty. Like there will be a fic with brunet, brown eyes, skinny. And how many of you fit in that huh. That's also a big problem. Use your imagination people! I understand you point of view when you look for a very specific fics. I don't have problem with either. I enjoy them all the same cause I mostly skip or overlook those description part unless it has a meaning for the story if I so disier to have a ME IN THERE moment. I'm seeing fics as the story's of someone. I never in my life actually read Y/N as my actual name and I'm sure many of you don't do it either. It's like reading a book. You not really a star in it no matter your physical appearance.

Ok, so here’s the thing. POCs, especially Black POCs, have ALWAYS had to adapt to white media. Whether it’s in TV, Movies, books, etc, we’ve always been forced to adapt or assimilate. Then when we ask to be included in this said media, we are either ignored or tokenized. Or if we actually get the main feature, it’s always a negative backlash (Don’t get me started on Halle as Ariel). We’re SICK and TIRED of it all. You reading 1 to 2 stories not centered around whiteness, does not equal the years upon years upon decades upon centuries of not being included—of being PURPOSELY exclude and made a mockery of. And the fact that you decided to come here to try to compare your apples to MY oranges, speaks absolute VOLUMES. Instead of inserting your WHITE opinion, how about you shut up and actually listen to what POCs are trying to tell you.

#anon ask #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x black!reader #chris evans x reader #dean winchester x reader #black!reader #white!reader

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|| After The Beep ||

Pairing: Frank Castle x female Reader

Rating: E 18+

Tags/warnings: phone sex / guided masturbation, aw he misses you, uh yeah 🙂

a/n: dedicating this one to @saintmurd0ck and @castlesnchurches and all the thirsty Frank stans.

"Hey princess, it's me."

He always said that despite it being obvious it could be no-one else but him.

"I know it's real late and you're sleepin right now... we got a long drive ahead of us," he clicks his tongue, "we're alright, just stoppin' for some gas and snacks and shit and uh, I know I'm gonna be gone for a while this time so I wanted to leave you a lil somethin'." He clears his throat and you settle down in the bed with your mobile cradled to your ear.

"So you've probably just woken up huh? And you've been sleepin' in my shirt ain't ya? Don't lie sweetheart I know it." He laughs to himself at the thought of you trying to deny it and you laugh too, blushing even though he's not here.

"Alright, I know you look smokin' hot in it but you're taking it off sweet stuff, need you naked for me, okay?"

God, it amazed you how much power he had over you as you put the phone on speaker and obediently unbutton and shrug the shirt off and he isn't even there with you, he would be none the wiser if you'd just ignored him.

"You're so fuckin' gorgeous, can see you lyin' there in bed in my mind... damn, where do I start? Alright. Close your eyes darlin'. Can you feel my lips on your neck 'cos that's where I wanna put them right now, just soft like, kissin' up and down makin' you squirm. Love how it gets ya, love the smell of that shampoo you use, mm, buryin' my nose in your hair baby... breathin' you in, makin' my way down slow."

You can practically feel his words on your heated skin, he's already got you in a chokehold with this.

"Now you're gonna take your hands, run em down from your neck, yeah real slow baby, run em over those pretty tits of yours. Fuck, I'd spend all day givin' them my attention, they fit in my hands so perfect, would run my thumbs over em 'til your nipples are hard princess... they hard now? Yeah, and you know I'd get my mouth on them, jesus you fuckin' love that don't you? Me lickin' an suckin' you like that?"

You're pinching them now, playing along as your breathing is starting to hitch in your throat, rubbing and rolling them in your fingers as you squirm on the bed. He keeps going.

"You feel me makin' my way down your beautiful body hmm? Cos I'm kissin' you all the way down baby. God your skin tastes so good, can't help myself from lickin' down your stomach baby girl. Oh an' I love your curves sweetheart, might not be able to stop myself from bitin' your hip cos y'know I wanna eat you up... mm, but don't rush." God his voice, it's so low he's almost growling, "we're gettin' to that."

bleep. bleep. bleep.

"Ah shit." You hear rustling and the sounds of Frank scrambling about over the phone.

"Hey Red! You got change?"

There's a pause.

"Hurry the fuck up... thanks. Now get the fuck outta here an shut yer bat ears."

You can't help but laugh and then you hear the clink of a whole bunch of coins.

"Sorry sweetheart, where were we... Oh yeah, you run those hands over those hips and the outsides of your thighs, and shit girl you know if I was there I'd flip you over and bite that gorgeous ass too right? Mm, okay, now hitch your knees up for me darlin', that's it. You know I'd kiss all the way up those legs too huh? Think about it baby, you feel my lips on the inside of your ankle? Gonna go real slow, just takin' my time... I know you're ticklish when I get up there but you gotta try stay still f'me. Atta girl."

You're practically shaking as you imagine him there with you, trailing up your inner thigh with that mouth... fuck.

"Spread your legs f'me sweetheart, nice n' wide, good girl."

You do as he says, your core throbbing with need.

"Want you to brush your fingers down over your stomach baby girl, slow, real slow like molasses... yeah, keep goin'."

You shiver as the tips of your fingers travelling downwards raise goosebumps all over your heated skin. Fuck, Frank...

You keep going as he says, finally reaching the soft hairs of your mound, and down further, sliding between the slick lips of your pussy with a shaky exhale.

"I'm bettin' you're wet gorgeous, aw yeah, I know you. I'd put money on that you were drippin' as soon as I told ya to get naked huh?"

He did know you.

"I'll quit teasin', you can touch yourself sweetness, anywhere but your clit, or inside, not yet."

That's not quitting teasing you think, whimpering as you follow his instructions, god, your fingers are gliding easily over your pussy, dancing so close to where you needed them. So close, but not enough.

You stop as you hear Frank sigh. "Damn it's hard bein' away from you for so long,"

No shit Castle.

"Sorry baby, don't wanna leave you hangin'. Alright you can touch now sweetie, I know you won't need much..."

God he's right. You rub your clit in frantic circles, soft moans slip past your lips, your other hand diving lower to thrust two fingers into your dripping cunt. You hear him ramming more coins into the payphone.

"You making noises yet baby? Fuck I reckon you are by now, get nice n loud for me sweetheart, you know how I feel when you're makin' those sounds."

You whine and pant, fucking yourself with your fingers and imagining it was him touching you, him putting this roiling of butterflies in your belly.

"Baby I know you're almost there, c'mon an cum for me." he says and just like that you moan his name into your pillow where you can pick up the last remnants of his scent as the tension breaks. You writhe and cry out loud and long like he wants as you cum so hard, squeezing around your fingers, hips lifting off the mattress, and gasping as you slow down and stop when it becomes too much for you.

"That's a good girl, so good for me. Now I gotta spend four more hours in the van with Red and a hard-on like steel pipe but god damn, it's worth it to make you feel nice baby."

There's a beat of silence and all you can think about is how much you love him.

"Alright, I'll seeya sweetheart. Bye."

The call ends.

Hi! If you enjoy my fics please consider reblogging, it means that others get to enjoy them too! I also love to hear if there's anything in particular you liked, please comment! Thank you so much for reading 💕

#frank castle x reader #the punisher x reader #frank castle x you #the punisher x you #frank castle smut #the punisher smut #frank castle x female reader

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