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killingitreservoirdogsstyle · 2 years

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Okay I have a couple ideas that might be funny! Have you seen the TikTok’s where a guys girl will be super dressed up and say she’s going to target and they film their boyfriends reaction? Or the lip filler prank? 😂

Would you mind doing a reaction HC of the dogs? If you don’t want to do both that’s totally fine and if you dont want to do all the dogs will you just do orange, white, and blonde? Thank you kindly! 🌸♥️

Hi, fellow friend! So great to hear from you again! How have you been? How's everyone been doing? Oh my god, these are fantastic ideas! Lol I have seen too many of these pranks online and I had the same sort of feeling that someone should write up reactions for the Dogs! My calling has come, LMFAO. I'd be thrilled to do both of these! I hope it's fine that I combined them into grouped headcanons for each of the Dogs to make it easier to read and write. Let me know if it isn't and I'll gladly fix them up! I hope you don’t mind that I threw in Eddie! Thanks for requesting, you always have the best ideas!

Also, please don't be shy about leaving comments to tell me what you thought of the writing. No pressure of course, but I'd love to hear what everyone thinks, positive criticism or praise is totally acceptable. Again, it's absolutely fine if you guys don't :)

FANDOM: Reservoir Dogs

GENRE: Requested Headcanons and romantic relationship

SYNOPSIS: The Dogs' gender neutral s/o pranks them with TikTok trends and hilarity ensues!

TRIGGER WARNINGS: Swearing, innuendo, sexual comments, and romantic relationship!

MR. PINK/JEREMY DAVIDSON ( my canon name for him )

Right off the bat, Pink is a very protective boyfriend. I wouldn’t say he is possessive, but he certainly isn’t about to let anybody steal his s/o no matter what gender they are. It makes him jealous when other people hit on you, so he has a sense of ingrained defensiveness just because of that. Overall, he’s just a paranoid mess of nerves, but he loves you more than anything.

For the Target prank, you'd put on something that flattered your body a little too well. If you're female, a skimpy dangerously low cut dress and stiletto heels with flawless makeup would do the trick. If you're a guy, just wear something that hugs your downstairs goods pretty well and an open shirt. My non-binary, agender, and fluid peeps, wear whatever he thinks you look fantastic in.

Above all, what will really do him in and piss him off is a sense of confidence. If you act like you know you're hot stuff, that will both turn him on and concern him.

You stride towards the doorway of your two's studio apartment, shoes clicking on the floor. Grabbing the keys, you shout that you're heading off to the grocery store to pick up some things. He comes to give you a list, only to be met with the sight of your glorious self looking amazing.

His eyes bulge, jaw going slack, and he freezes mid-sentence. Pink scans your body, a glimmer of lust in his blue eyes. He reacts a few seconds after, face darkening in disapproval. It's not that he doesn't like how you look--rather its the opposite--he is opposing you going out to Target like that without him.

" Absolutely fuckin' not. Over my dead body, babe. I don't care where the hell you're going, but you're not going out looking like that." you shoot back that he's overreacting, to which he gives you a confused glare.

" Like hell I am! Lemme just go put on my suit and tie then and we'll be matching, " he retorts in his usual sarcastic tone.

He pretty much reacts the same way to the lip filler prank, spitting out his drink when he sees you. He has to bite back a laugh, but he can't contain himself and bursts out in an uproar of giggles. You pretend to be upset while trying not to laugh yourself.

" Did something sting you or what? The fuck is that?!" he screeches, feeling like he'll wet himself from laughing. After when you tell him they were pranks, he might pout and carry on about it for awhile. Deep down, he thinks it was hilarious though.

MR. BROWN/JOHNNY CAMPBELL ( personal canon name )

You know the drill by now, put on something that shows off your tits, ass, dick, all of those, or body as a whole, and you're all set. What would really make the prank impactful would be if you put on something of his. He's a sucker for seeing you in a shirt or pants of his, it gets him turned on straight away. Another thing that would push him over the edge would be to wear ankle bracelets and other feet jewelry. I mean, COME ON, this is QT's character we're dealing with here, ha ha. Anyways, do something like that, and you'll get a rise immediately.

Both of you were getting ready to pop over to Target to buy some snacks for the film showings you guys had planned to have at your place with the rest of the Dogs. Brown was really excited for the evening and even happier that you were going to be there with him. You came out of the bathroom looking gorgeous, walking as sexily as you could.

He was waiting in the living room, setting up the last things on the projector and television before your friends arrived. He was listening to a commentary track from a movie you didn't recognize, the audio playing softly in the background when you told him you were ready to go. Smiling wide, he looked up towards you as he got up. Like Pink though, he froze the minute he laid eyes on you.

" Holy Christ, sugarcakes..." he stuttered, too dazed to properly form words. You could see the arousal and attraction taking over him in a moment, his cheeks flushing a deep shade of red. He obviously likes what he sees. Then, the spell is broken in a minute, when he realizes what you're actually wearing.

" Look, I'm not your Daddy or your boss at all, so I might not have a say here--but seriously? You're gonna go to Target like that?" you nod, almost cracking up on the spot. He sighs, and you can tell he's uncomfortable with the idea.

" You're making me look like a bum compared to you. I feel underdressed, baby."

The lip filler prank gets pretty much the same reaction as Pink's did for him, boisterous laughter filling the car when he climbs in. You'd picked him up from work after his shift at the Video Archives store, to greet him with your lips puffed. When you tell him that you did it to give yourself a confidence boost and make yourself more appealing, his reaction switches.

" Oh, Y/N, no! Why do you bash yourself like that? You're fucking perfection, baby girl/boy/babe. The goddamn Sharon Stone/Humphrey Bogart to my little cinephile self! You’re all of those bombshells at once ten-fold!” he’s such a sweetheart about it, and you can’t help but hug him. You tell him it was a prank, and he groans. You two have couple prank wars all the time, so he should have seen it coming. But he’s laughing later too, finding it so funny.

MR. BLONDE/VIC VEGA ( tw/implied smut/sexual comments )

Okay, he’s hilarious too in his reactions, except not in way you’re thinking. In regards to the Target prank, you would try to look your absolute best, be it in a suit, dress, or whatever tickles your fancy. He wasn’t planning on going with you instead wanting to have a drink or two and phone up Eddie to have a catch-up.

You were going out to get some veggies and other essential household items after he didn’t the day beforehand. He had no qualms about you going on your own, he trusts you and likewise for you too. Vic’s mid-conversation with Eddie, the two guffawing like moronic high schoolers over a job they had pulled recently. He wasn’t exactly paying attention to you, sipping bourbon and chilling on the couch. But it’s how fantastic you look walking past that catches his eye. You bid him goodbye and tell him where you’re going. A smile plays on his lips, and he tells Eddie to hold for a second. He practically runs up to you, lifting you by the waist into his arms.

“ Mmm, you trying to tell Daddy something? Where do ya think you’re going lookin’ all dolled up like that, huh, Y/N?” he rasps in that godforsakenly hot voice. You giggle, bopping his nose and protesting. You try to break free, but he holds on tight to you. He buries his head into your neck, planting open-mouth kisses across your jugular vein. His hands roam across your body, gripping your butt in squeezing motions. You moan, pleasurable grunts sounding from his throat.

“ You like that, baby? ” with that, he sweeps you up and carries you to the bedroom. Let’s just say you’re screaming with pleasure moments later, ha ha.

The lip filler prank makes him recoil and he is understandably taken aback by seeing your lips so puffy. You were out with him at one of Joe’s nightclubs for a night out with the Dogs when you’d excused yourself to use the bathroom. A few moments later, you came out with the filler. The others are in on it, acting all supportive of your new look. If it hadn’t been for the booming music in the background, Blondie would have heard Eddie and White’s snickers.

“ What in God’s name is that shit?” is his reaction, and you explain it to him. If he knew better, he would know straight away that it was a prank. But because he isn’t versed in female beauty trends or techniques, he has no clue. Vic isn’t let in on the joke until you and Orange break down laughing. After he finds out, he pulls you onto his lap, and whispers into your ear:

“ Very funny. You’ll get your punishment after this, sweet thing. Daddy promises,” and boy, does he fulfil that promise later on.

MR. WHITE/LARRY DIMMICK

I think that out of all of the Dogs, he’d have the calmest reaction along with a sense of supportiveness for the latter prank. He doesn’t really lose his temper with you that often, unless you really pushed him, which is rare. Instead, you two just exchange playful bickers. The Target prank makes him laugh, and he can tell straight away its a joke.

Larry was just popping down to the nearby convenience store that was in the vicinity of the apartment building you two live in. It was the weekend, and all around him, Los Angeles was bustling with tourists, fellow city-goers, and campers going about their business in the evening summer heat. After buying a pack of Red Apple cigarettes and a few other grocery items, he weaved his way home through the busy streets. You phoned him on his wireless cell--like the one Eddie had in the film--and told him you wanted to head off to Target to buy cat/dog food for your pet which sounded normal. You wanted to know if he wanted to meet up at the park with you. He agreed without hesitation.

As soon as he rounds the corner to see you, a smile breaks across his lips. You look stunning, more so than he thought was possible for your already divine self. It hits him like a punch to the gut, taking his breath away. Closing the distance between you two in a kiss, you ask him what his opinion is of the outfit.

“ I think you already know how I feel about it, my darling. My God, look at you smoking like that,” he doesn’t even necessarily have an issue with the clothes, but he does ask you if its okay if you change into attire that is suitable for the environment you’ll be going to. Larry’s not opposed to you wearing such things because he trusts you and knows you wouldn’t put up with people flirting with you.

The lip filler prank is the same but he doesn’t vocalize any judgment or apprehension towards it. When he sees you with it, he is encouraging. To him it doesn’t matter what he thinks, it’s about making you feel confident and empowered. Unless it was something that was hurting or damaging you, he isn’t going to shit all over you because he loves you.

“ Do you feel beautiful? Then fuck what I think and fuck what others think. I just want you to be happy, Y/N, and this is a safe constructive way to do that.”

When he finds out you were pranking him, he laughs it off with you. Except that covertly, he’s now planning a prank or two of his own in the back of his head. So be wary of whatever he may come up with!

MR. ORANGE/FREDDY NEWANDYKE

Ladies, pull out the hooker boots and short shorts! Men, it’s an open shirt that will do the trick! All my out of the binary friends, pick whatever you want! It’s time to get Orange, and let me tell you that it will be one hell of a time! Like Brown, you two are big kids who have constant prank wars, so it isn’t uncommon for stuff like this to happen. It certainly has made your relationship stronger and more exciting.

To kill two birds with one stone, you would pull both pranks at once on him with the help of White and Eddie. They were more than eager to help you out, thinking it was a great idea. Being friends with Freddy means getting pranked at some point in the friendship, and Eddie and White want to get even after Orange’s last pranks on the two Dogs. ( Let’s just say it was involving a water gun filled with watered down mustard on White’s new white jean jacket and giving Eddie a pair of boxers with a hidden vibrator like device. He’s lucky he didn’t get shot right there and then for giving Nice Guy a hell of a time, if you know what I mean ) You framed it as inviting the two Dogs over for dinner, and he was totally cool with it. He didn’t suspect a thing which relieved you.

En route to your house from the station after work, you phoned him that you wanted to pop by Target with Larry and Nice Guy for some last minute beverages. He waits by the curb outside for you three and sees you come out shortly later. His eyes shot open and his jaw dropped. He had to admit you were popping, but it took him aback that you looked like that in front of Larry and Eddie and the public.

“ Y/N?! What the hell is this baby?” he stammers, gesturing at you wildly. The Dogs tell him to calm down because he’s overreacting. You chide him too, reiterating that you guys were supposed to go to Target. The food was going to get cold soon. When you spoke, you had a weird lisp-like accent from your lips looking so swollen. It almost made White and Nice Guy crack up, but they reigned themselves in.

“ They look fuckin’ hot, Mr. Orange. Don’t see what the big deal is over,” Eddie butted in, and Orange snapped back with “ Hey asshole, I’m right here y’know! Keep your bitching to yourself.”

It’s the way he says it that makes you break out laughing and the other two join in. Orange stares dumbfounded, absolutely confused over what in the hell was going on. When you say it was a prank, only then does he laugh. You did get him pretty good, and White and Eddie finally got their well deserved revenge too.

“NICE GUY” EDDIE CABOT ( tw here for some sexual comments and period mentions briefly )

I just had to use this GIF because it was so perfect to describe Eddie’s reaction to these pranks! By the way, none of the GIFS I use are mine and I give those who own them full credit! Anyways, Eddie is a cross between Pink, Blonde, and White with the pranks. He is very supportive of you taking confidence in your appearance and expressing yourself through your physical looks. He constantly rides you about accepting yourself because he hates seeing you sad, down, or ugly. You’re perfect to him and he wants you to understand that. But he’s also protective of you too. As we saw in the film, he has quite the temper that rivals his dad’s.

He was out for work reasons when you were at home on the phone with your best friend. Both of you were in the midst of a giggling conversation about some ideas for pranks you two had come up with. They had urged you to try the lip filler and the Target prank on Eddie, because they had gotten a hilarious reaction out of their partner. Whatever reaction you’d get out of your own boyfriend would be golden and you knew that. So you agreed to do them. You invited your friend over to your house to help you formulate the plan.

You phoned Eddie shortly afterwards, telling him that your best friend was over and you two were planning to have a girls night sleepover. Nice Guy had no qualms over that, smiling at how happy you sounded. He asked what you two had in store. As you spoke the words you and your friend had come up with, you slipped in that you two were going to do lip fillers—of which Eddie has no idea about how they work but knows how they look. He laughed it off, not taking you seriously, saying he was going to do one more thing for the Dogs, go to Target, and then come back home within an hour. When you hung up, you flashed a grin at your friend. You two rushed to the bathroom to get ready to meet him at Target.

About half an hour went past before you were ready to go. On the drive there, you both sang your favourite tunes at the top of your lungs, and had a blast the whole time. Sure enough, his Cadillac was parked close to the doors of the store. Dating Eddie for so long, you had an inkling of where he might be, so you two made a beeline to the dairy section. Rugged, babyfaced, and in his favourite windbreaker, he checked the expiry dates of a few different yogurt tubs. Your friend dragged you to the adjoining aisle where they made you break out laughing. You could practically feel Eddie freeze at hearing that all too familiar laugh. Sauntering out of rows of stacked soda and beer boxes, he saw you looking absolutely beautiful. Heat burned across his cheeks, jealously lighting him up.

“ Y/N! What the hell are you doing here?!” He caught up with you two, grabbing you gently into a hug. Innocent as an angel, you repeated the story that you had gotten your period/needed medicine and were picking up said products. He didn’t buy it, of course, getting slightly upset at you for coming so dressed up. “ You look like you’re ready for a singles night out at the club, baby, not to pick up shit at Target. Come on, what’s really going on, and don’t lie to me. You wanna get fucked by Daddy, is that it? I can do that for you, just not here…”

Finally both you and your friend crack up and spill the beans that it was a prank. He laughed too, amused by your cheekiness. As a reward for making him laugh, he bought you all the chocolate and treats you wanted for your sleepover. Let’s just say though that like Blonde, he punished you really good in the bedroom for your little stunt.

I hope that these were okay, and please do let me know if you need me to fix them up! I don’t mind whatsoever and only want them to be perfect for you! Thanks again for requesting anon and thank you all for reading, it means the world to me! Have a fantastic rest of your weekend guys, and keep those reqs coming! No pressure though, ha ha. Bye!

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messylustt · 6 months

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v.17.10.23 day nine: primal ( nsfw )

RUN, BABY, RUN — miguel o’hara: you’re on the run. running from a man with claws and fangs. you didn’t mean to trespass, it was your friends’ idea. too bad you’ve now found yourself alone in the woods.

marks predator/prey dynamic. dubcon. sex in the woods. claws and fangs kink. reflecting on old slasher vibe. finger sucking. nipple play. fear play. slight blood kink. slight monster kink.

it was far too dark, and far too cold. you didn’t mean for your feet to stumble against the uprooted trees, in fact you didn’t mean for any of this. it was an innocent night out with friends. but god you shouldn’t have gone to that stupid cabin. you really shouldn't have followed your friends into the woods.

now you’re here, forced to run. you aren’t sure if you can even call this running. what, with your tripping toes, and hair array in front of your face. you were barely making it past the trees, your breathing, one out of a horror movie. then a twig snaps. no. please no. you try to quicken. there’s ruffles of fallen leaves.

he wants you to hear him. that much is clear. you don’t mean for your hands to shake, but at this point your body is on it's own path. you stumble, palms hitting against the ground as you groan, chest still heaving. you’re covered in dirt, clothes far from a quick wash. you try to stand, hopefully run again, but you know it’s too late.

reaching a large tree, you hit back against it, pressing your fist against your cracked lips to drown out the sounds of pain threatening to spill. then it’s silent. the only sounds being the whispering wind, and a possible rush of a faraway lake. the bark scratches at your back but you stay still. scared probably isn’t the best suited word here. you were terrified.

you pressed further against the tree, hoping that it’ll just swallow you whole. “you don’t have to run...” you freeze at the voice. because you had been running from a monster, something that had claws and fangs, and distinct red eyes. not a man. your brows furrow, as your hand fists the dirt. “you’re probably scared.” his voice is…comforting, and you can’t help but let your breathing slow.

could he possibly help you? does he know about the monster in these woods? you swallow down saliva, your throat dry. “who…who are you?” you ask almost a fraction too quiet. but he catches it, his steps nearing you now. “miguel…” he answers softly. closer, closer, closer. still fisting the dirt you manage to stand up against the tree. “are you running from the monster too?”

“i think the monster might have gone in the other direction.” he says. and oh now he’s close, his low voice reverberating through you. “i think…” he continues, and your breathing catches as his breath tickles your ear. you swiftly spin to face him, and your heart stops. because in the moonlit woods his most prominent features stand out. red eyes. he smiles. fangs… “i think that you are far too trusting for your own good, mi querida.”

you begin to shake your head. “no…”

he steps closer. you stumble back. he’s grabbing your shirt and tugging you forward. you try to escape. his arm loops around your waist, pulling you flush against him, his lips hitting your ear. “shh shh…you’re okay.”

“please, i—“ you choke out the words as you try to get your hands free. hit him. anywhere. but he has you trapped, arms locked tight against your body like a vice. his hand moves to stroke at your hair, his mouth open against your ear. a shiver runs down your spine at the claws you feel. he chuckles, low and mocking, as he grabs your chin, forcing you to look up at him. “i’m quite a offended actually. you think i’m a monster?” but his words don’t show sadness they show taunting.

“you are.” you try to hiss out the words, but they do you no good. “hm…” miguel hums, his tongue poking out against his lower lip, dragging smoothly against his fangs. then he leans closer. “why is that? is it my claws?” he raises his hand higher up your face, the tip of his claw tracing the sensitive skin of your cheek. he drags it down leaving a fading red mark, until he reaches your lips. he pulls on your lower lip, forcing your mouth to open.

your frozen, completely unsure on what to do and how to do it. his eyes seem to be fixated on your mouth now, his claw actually sinking in, past your lips and all you can do is let him. “you know, I’ve never found humans to be…pretty in any sense.” he says, now finding your tongue with his claw, stroking it slowly. “you’re all such a…disappointing species.” you want to gulp, but you can’t with his finger inside your mouth. though your subconscious doesn’t seem notice the intrusion as it forces you to swallow, your lips wrapping around his finger. miguel’s eyes immediately darken.

“but you…you’re at least a little prettier than them.” he keeps his low, taunting tone, as he then inserts another finger. “suck it.” he demands. your eyes slightly widen, and when you don’t immediately obey he pushes his two fingers further into your mouth making you nearly choke, as you wrap your lips back around them. you slowly, hesitantly begin to suck, swirling around his claws with your tongue.

“that’s it...” he murmurs, completely focused on your mouths movements. “yeah…maybe you aren’t so bad. much better than them.” the barely audible hitch in your breath catches his attention as his lips curve up, slightly pulling his now dripping fingers out of your mouth. “my friends—what—what did you do to them?”

miguel, ever so calm, tilts your head up again and with his wet fingers he begins to trace them on your collarbone. “not much.” he replies evenly, as he keeps his gaze on the invisible patterns he's drawing. “no—please tell me they’re alright.”

“they trespassed—“ but you cut him off, ignoring the cold feel of your spit gliding further down your chest. “i trespassed. i was one of the first.”

“oh it was easy to tell who was stickler and who wanted to actually trespass. you, mi querida, are far too innocent to want to invade someone’s home.” he says, tugging you closer, as his hand skips over your shirt to reach the hem, sinking up and underneath, making your back unintentionally arch. you had no bra on. it was late. you were planning to go to bed when your friends had proposed this now awful idea.

"your friends are the ones i dislike." miguel says, grazing a claw along the underside of your breast. you can't help but let your lips quiver, tears welling, as you force them down. "but don't worry, i won't spare the details." he says, still stroking your hair with his other hand. "i wouldn't want to taint what's already so...sweet." at that he engulfs one of your breasts with his hand, large and demanding.

"p-please." you try, still stuck in his grip. "please what?" he taunts, flicking your nipple with his claw making your body jolt. he hums at the reaction pinching and rolling the sensitive part of you between his fingers. "how sweet are you, i wonder..." he leans closer, now licking at where the wet trail, from his fingers still lingers. "ay, cariño...you taste lovely."

you're shaking, body already exhausted from the running. "are you going to...to kill me?" you ask shakily. for some reason that seemed like the only plausible outcome right now. your adrenaline is running out, and all you can feel is his touch and fear. you don't mean to sound so weak, but in this position it's clear who takes the role as prey. "aw." he coos, now pulling at your hair to force your head higher up, as his mouth nears yours. he’s switched to your other breast, pulling, pinching, rolling. fondling almost tenderly, experimentally. "kill you? now why would i do that?"

his breath is now practically in your own open mouth, as you try to hold down unwanted sounds threatening to surface. "why would i kill someone so sweet...so pretty." he says in an almost low whisper. then as his lips graze yours. "i've already had that kind of fun with your friends." you gasp as he suddenly lifts you up by your thighs, your back now pressed against the tree you were seeking shelter from, as he forcefully widens your legs, his groin pressed right up against you finally making a small sound leave your lips.

he chuckles, his claws digging into your skin. you were wearing stupid loose shorts. again, thinking it was only a small night walk, and that you'd be heading to bed soon. he easily bypasses your shorts, his claw pulling your panties to the side. you didn't hear the unzip of his pants, until you felt his cock running right up your slit, making you choke a gasp. "what—"

"shh, cariño...“ he hums, not caring for your shock or your pleas. “my my, aren’t you soaked?" he continues to tease your entrance with the head of his cock, forcing mixes of whimpers and whines to fall from your lips. "yeah, look at you, all wet f'me." he whispered this more to himself, as he harshly pushes you further up against the tree, completely sinking into you, stretching you, and making you exclaim in a mix of pain and something else. "mierda..." he mumbles, licking at his lower lip as he thrusts into you.

"oh—" you whine, head hitting back against the tree, as your body moves with his thrusts. animalistic as he groans. "i knew you'd feel so—so tight—carajo..." his grip on your thighs has tightened, most definitely leaving marks. your hands are gripped onto the material of his shirt by his shoulders, your body at complete mercy to him.

then his mouth is on yours. hungry, demanding, and full of authority. with his harsh thrusts, and protruding tongue you can barely think. you have to kiss back, it's all you can do. your lips wrap around his lips as you join his tongue. miguel briefly opens his mouth against yours. "atta girl…mm, what an obedient sweetheart i found."

before he's pushing harder against your mouth, devouring your tongue. then your body jolts against his cock, still working in and out of you. he had bit you. your lower lip now smeared in your own blood, as your breathing stutters. while his claw moves down between you to flick and fiddle with your clit, his tongue drags right across your lower lip, tasting your blood with an audible groan.

he doesn't hold back, ramming up into you, as he widens your legs impossibly until they ache. the pressure building in your stomach is almost taking over your brain, as you moan and whimper. "you're—you're too big—too much—" you manage in chokes. he makes a point to fill you up entirely, nearly making you scream. "come on now, take all of it f'me, dulce chica, that's it...you're doing so well...so well for a so called monster. was that what you called me?" he knows the answer. and as you bounce against his cock, lewd sounds drowning out both your ears, you mutter a "y-yes.”

"hm." he hums, now nipping at the skin on your neck and chest, almost glistening in the moonlight with a mix of spit and sweat. "good." he murmurs into your skin. and as you near the precipice of your release, hands now discolored from how tight you’ve been gripping him, you hear him mutter right into your ear. "don't go looking for your friends now...they won’t help you."

"no—i—" but you can barely speak. "keep bouncing on my cock." he all but demands as you had slowed in fear. and with the help of his grip on your thighs, he ruts into you, his own release now close. and when he reaches his high, muttering curses in spanish, your body is exhausted to the limit. and as he places your shaky legs back down onto the ground, a cruel glint in his eyes, he whispers. "if you don't want me to taste more of you...i’d suggest you run."

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queenie-the-court-jester · 25 days

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hiii!! still getting used to messaging bloggers, so i apologize if i seem rude 😭😭 im a lil shy…

just wanted to say i LOVE your writing and each of your yanderes! im literally obsessed each time you post and love each one of your OCs. 🥺🥺🫶 the amount of depth of details you put into them blows me away!! \(^ヮ^)/ you are one of my absolute fav blogs and for once a blogger that doesn’t make me feel uncomfortable to contact ❤️❤️

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can i be 🍧 anon?

Even sweeter than honey

a/n: awww shucks.. you got me blushing up a storm 🍧😊 also I'm guessing you already know how horny I make my ocs, so this'll be no excuse 😭🌺

Tw: none I think, just pure fluff and horny idiots

tancho: he would want to belly flop with joy! When you finally say yes to his insistent need to mate with you, he'll nearly faint from all the blood pumping into his nerves. Expect lots of nosebleeds during the consummation

kiko: she's the more quiet one out of the five, giving you a happy smile and leading you a bit far away from the little dock. Where you can both mate peacefully with no surprise guests p.s. it doesn't work

hime: her little fin ears start wiggling with joy as she drags you into water, holding you and making you float along with her as she smothers you with her love. Making Happy clicking sounds, she splashes any of her siblings that get too close

Tsu: they clap their hands in joy and sit themselves up on the little dock next to you. Copying what they saw the other land dwellers do. Holding your hand, kissing your lips, and they may or may not do it Infront of their siblings. Giving the 4 a shit eating grin as they claim you

Koromo: who let this horny bastard out of the underwater cave. As soon as you agree he's dragging you into the water and into their cave. Already tugging off your clothes and ravaging your neck with kisses. Impatient to get you nice and full with his eggs

Mr's bené and big daddy: they're elated! Mr's bené Dragging you to the barn with big daddy close behind. If you're afab, she'll hold you close with your back pressing against her lactating tits, all while big daddy pounds into you. If you're amab, surely you can wait 3 more months until the baby is born? Meanwhile,you can get a head start with big daddy

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kohabielnin · 3 months

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Hi I really like your truth and inference posts and wondering if you can do a headcanon of their reaction if reader betrays them?

As you didn't make it very clear what kind of betrayal it would be, I assumed it was related to work, as I don't feel comfortable writing about betrayal in a relationship.

Truth & Inference Responding to Betrayal

D.M/Désire Mélodis

• He wasn't surprised because he already imagined that you were working with Lady Truth and Mr. inference,

• Of course, he was very disappointed because you were the one responsible for the information,

• Business must continue, so he gave you a choice of leaking information from Mr. Inference while leaking information from him to the detective,

• Obviously he saw this as a new way to play with you and Mr. Inference,

• If you refuse to do this, then let's say it's over, after all DM will never forgive a traitor,

• But if you agree, he'll never trust you as much as he did before.

Tuberose/Jack

• To say he felt betrayed was an understatement,

• Come on, this man was your co-worker and you simply told Mr. Inference and Lady Truth about his existence,

• He can't look at your face without feeling repulsed,

• He was really very disappointed in you,

• You never went on a mission together again because he asked D.M that this never happen again,

• Congratulations, you made it to the Tuberose blacklist

Noir/Saphir Mélodis

• He already imagined something like that, he quickly realized when you started acting strange,

• He was very disappointed in you, obviously.

• He tried to make a deal, that he wouldn't tell D.M that you were betraying the Mélodis family, as long as nothing compromising was leaked,

• He didn't pretend that something like this didn't happen while you moved on, after all you betrayed his trust,

• If you don't end up accepting his deal, he won't hesitate to end you, don't take him the wrong way, he's only faithful to his brother,

• Even Leon was sad when he found out and the hawk really liked you

Gatto/Aesop Carl

• He suspected that you were slowly becoming clear about the Silent Rebel's identity,

• When D.M entered his laboratory with you by his side, everything became clear to Gatto,

• The person he trusted betrayed him by handing him over to D.M and now his life was gone,

• Cat never wanted to come near you again, neither she nor the other kittens,

• Even though the penalty that D.M gave him was light at his request, Gatto was never able to be in the same environment as you again,

• In other words, Gatto reacted in the same way as Tuberose, or even worse

Mr. Inference/Naib Subedar

• He threw a fit of rage when he found out, Lady Truth managed to calm him down,

• Come on, he never thought you would go to D.M's side even though he knew everything,

• He kicked you out of the agency even though Lady Truth begged him not to,

• The last words he said to you was to do whatever you wanted and never look for him again,

• Lady Truth was angry at Mr. Inference's overreaction, but she couldn't go against her best friend,

• It hurt him a lot when he found out about such a thing, but you had made your choice

White/Saphir Mélodis

• Congratulations, you broke it,

• When he had the vision of you cheating on him, he just felt broken,

• He had done everything to make you feel good around him and you did this to him, why?

• Owl was sad that White wouldn't let her sleep on his head or shoulder anymore,

• At first you didn't understand why he suddenly started acting like that, but when the penny dropped, you felt guilty,

• But now there was no going back, the mistake had already been made.

#identity v x reader #joseph desaulnier x reader #identity v truth & inference #aesop carl x reader #jack idv x reader #eli clark x reader #eli clark noir #aesop carl gatto #eli clark white #joseph desaulnier d.m #naib subedar mr. inference #naib subedar x reader #jack the ripper tuberose

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rockhoundbeck · 1 year

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Ladies and gentlemen... Mattel: Reservoir Dogs pt 1 🤙🏻✨🖤

Credit me if you're using these lol

#steve buscemi #reservoir dogs #mr pink #mr orange #quentin tarantino #harvey keitel #michael madsen #mr blonde #mr brown #tim roth #mr pink x reader #mr white #barbie template #barbie #barbie movie

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pangborns · 22 days

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CASUALTIES.

Mr. Orange x fem!reader

The accusations quickly lead to fatal injuries.

Blood, death, violence, weapons, etc.

to the ppl that liked my post :D - @bshutsky @bloodandglittertastessobitter @manunitedfan1 @vapidluxury

You held a tight grip on Orange’s bloody hand as Mr. Blonde continued to torture the hostage.

“Please! Just leave him alone.” You pleaded, voice cracking and vision blurry. The man ignored you as he turned the radio up and quickly advanced on the bound cop.

The sound of your scream along with the cries from the hostage still did nothing to rouse Orange’s unconscious figure.

Mr. Blonde was now atop the man, bringing the knife up to his face. You tightened your grip on Orange, burying your face into his shoulder as you held him. Blood smeared over your face, but that was the least of your worries as you imagined all that Blonde would do to the man.

The sound of Mr. Blonde’s circling footsteps had you lifting your head. The psycho held an ear, he waved it in front of the cops face teasingly as you quickly pushed yourself to your feet.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” You screeched, getting in between the hostage and Blonde. Your face was drenched, air hard to grasp as you panted.

Blonde clicked his tongue, “Aren’t you supposed to be a professional, sweetheart?”

You recoiled, “I never agreed to participating in a hostage situation. As if we weren’t fucked before, you had to go and dig us a deeper hole.” You sputtered, anger replacing the fear.

Blonde scrunched his nose with a small chuckle. “Watch your mouth, sweetheart. You’ll be next.”

With a shudder, you watched as he made his way out of the warehouse with car keys in hand. You wasted no time in crouching beside the police officer. You lightly tapped at his cheeks after noticing he was starting to lose consciousness.

The man groaned, struggling a bit as he remembered where he was. “No, shh, it’s alright! I’m not going to hurt you.” You hurriedly muttered, glancing behind you to be sure Blonde wasn’t on his way back in.

You started ripping the duct tape from the man’s ankles, cringing each time he would groan particularly loud. “Please, we have to be quiet.”

His muffled voice grew louder and more frantic. “I know, I know. I’m hurryi-“

A click.

The cool metal of a pistol rested against the back of your head. “Stand up, Red.”

You dropped the wad of duct tape, keeping your hands up as you slowly raised yourself to a stance. Blonde grabbed your forearm, forcefully turning you around.

Now, facing the weapon, the fear returned. Your lower lip trembled as you fought to keep tears at bay. “I don’t know what you want me to say.” You spoke softly.

“No need.” Blonde nodded, taking a step back and readying the gun against your forehead. You tightened your eyelids closed, preparing for the blow.

Four gunshots were heard, but none of them hit you. Peaking your eyes open, you could see Blonde on the other side of the room, bleeding out.

You released the breath you were holding, a cry escaping your shaky lips. Turning to your left, you watched as Orange’s gun fell to the floor with a clang.

He clutched at his stomach, whimpering in pain as his head his the ground once again. You slid down to his side, laying him across your lap.

“He didn’t hurt you. Did he?” He gasped, struggling to find his voice through the fog of pain.

You quickly shook your head. “No, I’m okay. You saved me.”

The cries from the other side of the room quickly faded as Mr. Blond stopped breathing. You cringed, grabbing a fist of Orange’s suit. “Nobody was supposed to get hurt.”

Mr. Orange’s face fell a bit. “I shot a woman today.” His face was pinched, both in pain and regret. “I’ve never done that before.” You brushed his hair from his eyes, humming a sad sigh.

The doors to the warehouse slammed open as Mr. Pink, Mr. White, Eddie, and Mr. Cabot walked in. A doctor quickly followed behind, pausing beside Blonde’s body.

“What the fuck happened here?” Eddie cursed, running over to Mr. Blonde.

“Blonde went crazy. Slashed the cop’s face and cut off his ear.” You started, shaky breaths escaping you as you watched Eddie’s fury grow.

“Who the fuck cares what he was going to do to this fucking pig!?” Eddie turned toward the bound man, shooting him three times in the chest.

You yelped, tears forming once again in your eyes. “Oh my god, oh my god..” You hyperventilated, gripping Orange’s hand even tighter.

“He tried to off Red. Aimed a gun at her head and everything.” Mr. Orange spoke up, blood dripping from his lips.

“You were saying he went crazy? Something like that? Worse or better?” Eddie raised his voice, clearly frustrated.

“Look, Eddie, he was pulling a burn. He was gonna kill the cop, Red, and me. And when you guys walked through the door, he was gonna blow you to hell and make off with the diamonds.” Orange’s face pinched as speaking only caused the pain to grow.

“Uhuh, uhuh, what'd I tell ya? That sick piece of shit was a stone cold psycho.” Mr. White finally spoke.

“You could've asked the cop, if you didn't just kill him. He talked about what he was going to do when he was slicing him up.”

“It’s true! He said I was next.” You defended the man, flinching as Eddie stepped closer.

“I don't buy it. It doesn't make sense.”

“It makes perfect fuckin sense to me. Eddie, you didn't see how he acted during the job, we did.” Mr. White continued, getting cut off by Eddie once again.

Eddie then explained to the group as to why Mr. Blonde would never pull a fast one on him and his father. That left the room silenced.

“I know what’s going on.” Joe finally said something, stepping up. “This piece of shit is working with the cops.”

Mr. Cabot aimed his gun at Mr. Orange. “- and I bet the girl is in on it too.” Eddie’s gun was quick to raise and aim at you.

Mr. Orange gripped your arms tighter, trying to pull himself up to make a shield. You shook, looking down the barrel of a gun for the second time in the last hour.

“Woah, woah..” Mr. White slid himself between the two of you and the Cabots. “Joe, I don’t know what you think you know, but you’re wrong.”

“Like hell I am!” Mr. Cabot retorted, shaking the gun in your direction.

Your eyes grew wide as the men continued to argue over your lives. Eyes traveling to Orange’s figure, you watched as his gaze was already on you. His face was still pinched in pain, but he sent you a hopeful smile. The voices of the men quickly faded as you watched Mr. Orange.

“It’s not me, I promise.” You spoke silently to him.

The muscles in his face settled, “I know, honey.” He brought his hand to your cheek, comforting you as his blood transferred onto your skin.

“C’mon guys!” Mr. Pink’s voice snapped the two of you out it. “Nobody wants this. We’re supposed to be fucking professionals!”

“Larry, we’re going to kill them.” Joe spoke surely, taking the safety off of his gun.

“Goddamn you, Joe! Don’t make me do this.” Mr. White pleaded, finger shaky on the trigger.

“Larry, I’m asking you to trust me on this.”

“Don’t ask me that.”

“I’m not asking, I’m betting.” Joe raised his gun once again, shooting three times in your direction. All three bullets hit Orange as you screamed.

Eddie was next, as Mr. White was taking care of Joe, Eddie readied his gun and fired four bullets into your gut before turning the gun on Mr. White. The two shot each other at the same time, ending with all three men dead.

You yelped, falling to the ground. Harsh groans escaping your now bloodied lips. With shaking hands, you struggled to see the wounds through the blood.

You could barely make out the sound of Mr. Pink grabbing the briefcase and making a run for it. Struggling to catch your breath, you wheezed in pain.

“Red,” Mr. Orange croaked, turning to you. He struggled to grab your hand, shushing you as you panicked. “It’s okay.”

“He- He shot me!” You sobbed, voice wavering. “Why did he shoot me?”

“I’m a cop.”

Your ears stopped ringing in that very moment. All the air in your lungs escaped. “What?”

“It was me,” He wheezed. “It was a set up.”

A broken sob escaped your bloodied lips at the confession. “I’m going to die, aren’t I?” You lurched forward as he applied pressure to your stomach.

He broke, now wracking with sobs. “No, no of course not. They’re on their way. You just gotta hold on a bit longer.” Now ignoring his wounds, he made note of the way your reaction time slowed each time he pushed down on a particular painful spot.

Your breathing grew shallow and your face paled, head lolling to the side.

“Nobody was supposed to get hurt.” He repeated as you fell from consciousness.

#tim roth x reader #reservoir dogs #reservoir dogs x reader #mr orange #Mr orange x reader #Quentin Tarantino #Mr pink #Mr white #Mr Brown #Mr blonde

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littlemissvincentvega · 1 year

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hiii!! I hope you are doing good :) but I was wondering if I could request hcs for white/Larry dating someone who likes to dress vintage(clothes, hair, makeup, etc... the whole package) specifically the 50’s?? Thank you so much lovely and have a great day!!!

hey lovely! yes, i'm okay thanks although a little sick but that's just christmas for you haha. oh i adore this so much though being a vintage gal myself 🥰🥰 so this is really self indulgent for me too 😹

mr. white/larry dimmick with a vintage!reader

the day larry met you he was starstruck simply by your looks. he thought you were a model, somebody famous or some kind of entertainer. he approached you to tell you he loved your style, how beautiful you looked, it really suited you

"it's not something you see every day, but you sure pull it off. do you think i could buy you a drink?"

this man is knowledgable so he knows how you do your hair. he's aware of what pin curling is and admires how you're able to do it and perfectly brush it out

when you're dating, he likes to surprise you with clothes he thinks will fit the vintage vibes

one of the nicest things he's bought for you is a faux fur shawl. it keeps you warm on date nights and looks so elegant. he likes to touch it, neaten it up for you, adjust it depending on what else you're wearing

when he tells the other dogs about you he'll show them a picture he keeps in the inside pocket of his jacket and compare you to an actress from the 50s. it varies depending on your hair colour/style etc, but they're all beautiful!

he has an appreciation for classic movies so stick one on, he'll enjoy it and will probably have already seen it before

you know this man loves when people look twice at you. it happens a lot and makes him feel so lucky that, out of any guy in the world, you fell for him

#reservoir dogs preference #reservoir dogs headcanons #mr white hc #mr white x reader #mr white preference #larry dimmick hc #larry dimmick preference #larry dimmick x reader #reservoir dogs x reader

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imaginesbymk · 1 year

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RESERVOIR DOGS PREFERENCE

PUTTING (EUPHORIA) MAKEUP ON THEM

Characters: Mr. White (Larry), Mr. Orange (Freddy Newandyke), Mr. Blonde (Vic Vega), Mr. Pink, Mr. Brown + “Nice Guy” Eddie

Tags: swearing, tarantino characters not appreciating the beauty of makeup ??

Taglist: @locke-writes & @aryn-the-bearheart

A/N: i am currently planning a reservoir dogs/pulp fiction x OC AU fic that's euphoria-themed, but i feel like its just hyper fixation and my untreated adhd will just make me abandon it entirely and bounce back to fixating on HBO war fics :P enjoy and leave a like/reblog/feedback <33 ^.^

( i added links to the makeup looks they have lol! its highlighted so you will see )

━︎ MR. WHITE ( LARRY DIMMICK )

He thinks you're joking, but you're so serious

Mr. White laughs out loud. "C'mon. Don't do that to me, y/n. I'll wear those things the day aliens land and go clubbing in L.A."

One time he's so drunk from the bar that he comes home and gets too curious when he sees you organizing your makeup station. "All right, I'll bite. Make me look like a doll."

He's not sober so he moves too much, and you're struggling.

"Finally done!"

He checks the vanity. You went simple but bold on graphic eyeliner. "Ho-ly shit!" He laughs. "I could pick up women and men at the bar if I went out like this earlier."

━︎ MR. ORANGE ( FREDDY NEWANDYKE )

Freddy has a nice eye shape, so you decide to give him a smokey eye look with glitter tears

He lowkey doesn't mind it, he knows he's good looking so why not add more shine to it?

"Stop moving, Freddy. You'll make me mess up."

He checks the mirror. "How do you come up with this?"

You take a lot of photos of him, and he keeps it on for the whole day that he'll forget that he's wearing makeup

Officer Holdaway from the police department visits him at the apartment with some case files he picked up for him. "What the FUCK happened to you, man?"

━︎ MR. BLONDE ( VIC VEGA )

He thinks it's too girly, and would only appreciate it if it was worn on someone attractive

Mr. Blonde mainly likes red lipstick and loves it when you leave lipstick stains on him

You're actually worried that he'll touch his face too much that it'll ruin his makeup (he touches his face too much)

He's so annoyed that he finally gives in and lets you experiment.

You let him choose the colours on the palette. "I dunno, that one."

He hums when he looks in the mirror. "Yeah. It's cool." He kinda likes it, but he immediately makes you wipe it all off.

━︎ MR. PINK

There is absolutely no way Pink is ever gonna wear makeup, let alone let you put a dab of blush on him

He will literally swat your hand away and try to throw you off the couch when you pounce on his lap with a powder brush in your hand

He's passed out on the couch and you slowly and carefully apply pink liner on him

He wakes up all groggy, annoyed, and confused as to why you're smiling and laughing so devilishly. "What's the fuckin' matter with you?" He goes into the bathroom and looks in the mirror. "Y/N L/N YOU ARE SO DEAD."

━︎ MR. BROWN

Brown will only say yes as long as you don't make him go out in public

"Fine," he huffs. "But I want a Madonna glam."

You agreed because he couldn't stop talking about Like A Virgin the whole day.

As he's watching you look at the eyeshadow palette, you decide on the neon colours for the 80s vibe.

"I can't believe I'm actually doing this," he says to you.

He keeps bombarding you with questions about the brushes. "There's a whole routine to makeup?! Jesus."

"I guess I do feel kinda pretty," he chuckles to himself in the mirror.

He messes up his makeup because he kept scratching his eyes!!!!

━︎ NICE GUY EDDIE ( EDDIE CABOT )

"No fuckin' way, y/n. Do I look like a lab rat?"

"I promise I'll make it look cool." You bribe him to do it. You'll do extra hours with Dove if he lets you do his makeup.

He's in his office chair and you're sitting cross-legged on his desk, working on his face like an artist with their canvas.

He's sweating and constantly checks the door because anyone can walk in, even Joe or the Dogs, and see him wearing makeup. He would have to crawl into a turtle shell and go into hiding for the rest of his life if his Dad caught him.

"Jesus, are you almost done?"

"Just about done." You put the lid back. "Do you like it?"

He checks the tiny mirror on the wall. "Oh." He nods. "Did you superglue gems on my face?!"

The door opens. Mr. Blonde is standing there, jaw dropped on the floor.

#reservoir dogs preference #reservoir dogs x reader #reservoir dogs #reader insert #preference #mr white x reader #mr orange x reader #mr blonde x reader #mr pink x reader #mr brown x reader #nice guy eddie x reader

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kissproof · 2 years

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❦ . . . 𝘕𝘚𝘍𝘞 𝘈𝘓𝘗𝘏𝘈𝘉𝘌𝘛 / 𝘞𝘏𝘐𝘛𝘌

𝘞𝘈𝘙𝘕𝘐𝘕𝘎𝘚: 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 & 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘴 , 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘧 𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 "𝘥𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘺"

𝘈 = 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦 (𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺'𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘦𝘹)

soooo sweet and attentive. white is just such a caregiverrrrr

he’ll get you a drink, wait for you to get cleaned up/shower if you want to take the time to do so, and even stay up to chat with you about things hes really such a sweetie

𝘉 = 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 (𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘴)

he takes pride in his hair (the ones on his head) for sure, he’s always making sure it’s styled and in the right place. on his partners im not sure, i feel like he has a thing for hips. but i think he’d also have a thing for something as mundane as a nose so i dunno! he just gets a kick outta his lovers.

𝘊 = 𝘤𝘶𝘮 (𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘤𝘶𝘮, 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺)

he loves to cum inside his partners (consensually ofc), it always feels so good for him.

𝘋 = 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘺 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵 (𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧-𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺, 𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘺 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳𝘴)

i dont think larry is exclusive in terms of dating and age range but i think it really boosts his ego to know someone young wants to fuck him.

𝘌 = 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 (𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺? 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺’𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨?)

ooooof does this man have experience?? do birds fly?

𝘍 = 𝘧𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 (𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨)

spooning, or that really nice tantric position called yab yum. he likes to be close.

𝘎 = 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘧𝘺 (𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵? 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘴? 𝘦𝘵𝘤.)

white likes to keep the act lighthearted so his partners can be comfortable so hes cracking a few jokes and being a little goofy for sure, especially if it’s cuz hes a little slow getting up at first or if he missteps and does something silly he’ll have a good chuckle about it.

𝘏 = 𝘏𝘢𝘪𝘳 (𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭-𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺? 𝘋𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘱𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘴? 𝘦𝘵𝘤.)

he doesn’t have much hair and at his age i don’t think he has to care about it either.

𝘐 = 𝘐𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘤𝘺 (𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘥𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵? 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘢𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵.)

as i said before, he enjoys being close during sex, he likes the unwinding and coming apart of it all, he’s a very attentive and mature lover indeed.

𝘑 = 𝘫𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘧𝘧 (𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯)

he’ll probably let himself have a little moment in the shower if he ever does it at all, i don’t think he needs it. or he’ll just get really bored and start doing it lol.

𝘒 = 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘬 (𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘴)

caregiver, breath play (holding your nose while you suck him off, etc), degradation (the degrader)

𝘓 = 𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 (𝘧𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰)

i feel like he isn’t that different from the rest of the dogs, he’s a bed guy too.

𝘔 = 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 (𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘰𝘯, 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨)

vulnerability… (coming to him with a problem, putting your life into his hands metaphorically speaking), doing things for him when he asks, just being you and showing him intimacy. i think he’d also get really turned on by cuddling too, especially spooning!!

𝘕 = 𝘯𝘰 (𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘥𝘰, 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘴)

he’s not gonna hurt you in some obscene way and you’re not gonna hurt him, unless you’d like him to degrade you then he can do that.

𝘖 = 𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘭 (𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭, 𝘦𝘵𝘤.)

matured enough to no longer care though receiving is still great for him. he’s very fair about it tho and always returns the favor. and,,, he eats like an old man, i dunno there’s not much to say abt it lmao just know he’s very satisfying

𝘗 = 𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘦 (𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩? 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘶𝘢𝘭? 𝘦𝘵𝘤.)

he has a great range of pace and intensity. he does both but he usually starts slow and ends slow

𝘘 = 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘦 (𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘦𝘴, 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘰𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘯, 𝘦𝘵𝘤.)

not a quickie guy, i think he would go for a quick/sneaky bj but he’s not as spry as he once was, unfortunately he can’t be hoisting people up and going to pound town all willy nilly

𝘙 = 𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘬 (𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘨𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵? 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘬𝘴? 𝘦𝘵𝘤.)

he’d be down to experiment with mild things

𝘚 = 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘢 (𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘨𝘰 𝘧𝘰𝘳? 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵?)

he has his moments, but again he’s not as young as he used to be. i know he probably loves to fuck, but we gotta give daddy a break from time to time.

𝘛 = 𝘵𝘰𝘺𝘴 (𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘺𝘴? 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮? 𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘴?)

he doesn’t have any toys and im sure he’d use them if his partner asked.

𝘜 = 𝘶𝘯𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘳 (𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦)

i think his partners would want him to tease more than he ever will. he doesn’t seem like the type to be mean that way

𝘝 = 𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘶𝘮𝘦 (𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦, 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦, 𝘦𝘵𝘤.)

oh yea white makes noise, especially if hes close to orgasm, he’ll start to moan and groan. and he talks up a storm, though no matter how dirty they can be it’s always usually a soft and cooing stream of words

𝘞 = 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘥 (𝘢 𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳)

i think he’s a choker when it comes to blowjobs. like getting real deep down in there and making his partners cry that sort of thing. but all the while he’ll praise the hell out of them while they’re in the thick of it and kiss them hard after they swallow him, im telling you he’s a toothachingly soft dom!!!

𝘟 = 𝘹-𝘳𝘢𝘺 (𝘭𝘦𝘵’𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵’𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴)

though i’ve talked about his age a lot, don’t let that fool you bc larry’s got a great body and he’s probably average in size, or it’s definitely proportional at least

𝘠 = 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 (𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘴𝘦𝘹 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦?)

he definitely has a sex drive though i think he can go with or without it. it doesn’t rule his day to day.

𝘡 = 𝘻𝘻𝘻 (𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥)

it all depends but larry is usually out like a light once everything is settled

#reservoir dogs #quentin tarantino #reservoir dogs headcanons #harvey keitel #mr white #mr white x reader

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killingitreservoirdogsstyle · 2 years

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I know you’re busy so feel free to delete this request but I was wondering if I could get an HC of how the dogs would confess their undying love for you? Lol I specially orange, white, and blonde cuz I have a soft spot for them! ♥️🥰

Hey anon! I hope it's okay for me to write just for Orange, White, and Blonde in these headcanons due to my schedule. Is that okay? I'm really sorry if it isn't, and please let me know and I'll fix it if that's the case. But yessss, I love this idea! Man, all of you come up with such excellent fics I'd never think up on my own! I also included some songs that I thought fit these confessions perfectly, I hope that’s okay. Let's get right into it then! I only have two more reqs in my inbox left, so hopefully I can get those done soon too!

Fandom: Reservoir Dogs

Genre: Requested Headcanons and romantic relationship

Synopsis: You are at the forefront of Blonde, White, and Orange's confessions of love, which you didn't expect whatsoever!

Trigger Warnings: Age gap in Mr. White's headcanons and swearing, but nothing else!

MR. BLONDE/VIC VEGA ( The Longest Time by Billy Joel )

This is certainly going to be interesting, I'll tell you that! Most of the Dogs didn't expect Blonde to be the type to fall so head over heels for someone, what with his psychotic personality and tendency towards violence--nonetheless you, the sweetest little thing they'd ever met.

Even he was unsure of your reaction, lost in his own newfound feelings of love and admiration for you. Nothing like this had ever happened to him, crushes yes but never infatuation to this degree. To be honest, it terrifies him. You make him second guess himself, empower and frighten him with how you hold him in the palm of your hand.

He was very good at not letting it show, however. Blonde's just his usual charismatic self around you. His flirtations are subtle, enough so that you don't necessarily pick up on them straight away. He isn't obvious, that's for sure.

Eventually though, it got to the point where he couldn't keep it inside anymore. He longed to touch you, hold you in his arms, kiss you, and make you his. The desire was so overwhelming it knocked him onto his ass, literally. Vic decided shortly later that he had to tell you, even despite the risk of rejection.

The confession came when he pulled you aside for a moment on an outing with the Dogs at Pat and Lorraine's Café. You'd just finished a massive plate of steaming pancakes and you were feeling fantastic. He'd asked you to tag along outside with him for a smoke. Even if you don't, you still go along.

In the front of the café, he lights up, then gathers himself. You can tell something is off, but what you don't know. You let him ramble for a few moments, before finally asking him what was going on. And there it came, a confession of undying love for you.

" What's wrong is that I'm in fuckin' love with ya, Y/N. Absolutely heads over heels, on my ass and breathlessly in love. The problem is that you're so damn out of my league, baby. I could never have a chance with a gorgeous gal/smoking guy/hot thing like you--!"

You cut him off by tearing the cigarette out of his lips and slamming yours onto his in a passionate kiss. His baby blue eyes go wide, but he takes it all into stride and returns it. And he holds you, heart racing and knowing that nothing could tear you two apart.

MR. WHITE/LARRY DIMMICK ( I Only Want to Be With You by Dusty Springfield )

Unlike Blondie, White recognizes how he's feeling way before you or the other Dogs do. He's had enough experience in the field of romance to know when he's falling in love, so he isn't afraid or worried. Rather, he's taken aback with himself. You are considerably younger than he is both physically and mentally, and you two come from completely different backgrounds. So he's nervous over how you'd take all that in along with his confession.

He confides in the ResDogs after his realization, and they're understandably surprised too. Pink and Blonde try to discourage him by pointing out the contrasts between you two. Orange, Blue, Eddie, and Brown are supportive though, and Joe is apathetic. He takes all of their advice with a grain of salt, especially the disbelievers. At the end of the day, he knows he has to come to it on his own within himself.

It takes awhile though, I won't lie to you. Larry's feelings only grow stronger every day that passes. Whenever he closes his eyes he sees you. His brain is constantly filled by mental snapshots of you. He hears your voice in the back of his head, like a favourite song. You are his whole world now, all he wants to do is be with you, be yours, and have you as his in every way.

He's not flirty like Blonde though, at least not in the typical way you'd think. It's more of a chemistry thing, a projection of good vibes from him. To you, it's totally alluring and irresistible, and you want nothing more to be around him. You two zero in on each other, the whole world drowned out as you talk.

It's in one of these moments that he confesses, suddenly and stupidly he feels. White was just so engaged in the conversation and the love he was feeling for you that it all came out. The Dogs stop everything they were doing, staring on at you two in that moment. You're so lost in what's happening that you don't even notice. But what you do know is that your feelings are being expressed through him right then and there.

" You mean everything to me, Y/N, and I love you so much. I only want to be with you, kiddo. I can't even express what you do to me, you've just changed me forever..."

It seems like hours that pass when the silence hits you both, but in actuality it was only minutes. You feel your world caving in beneath you in a good way, being sent into a spiral of realization and returned love. You only leaned into his chest, letting him hold you to his heart in response. From that point forward, you two were together.

MR. ORANGE/FREDDY NEWANDYKE ( Can't Take My Eyes Off of You by Frankie Valli and The Four Seasons )

Okay, Freddy is going to be the wild card in these headcanons. Unlike Blonde and White, you'll know straight away that this sweet boy has fallen for you. He doesn't really know how to hide his feelings towards you, only how to reign them into a point that wouldn't make you overtly uncomfortable or push you away. He loves you but he isn't going to pressure you into anything you don't want to do, that isn't his intention whatsoever.

He fell for you the minute he met you, there’s no glossing over that fact. You were just so charming, bright, good looking, and positive, it would have been contrary if a schoolboy crush hadn’t been sparked within him because of you. He’s had MANY crushes before, but there was something about you that was different than those previous times. Just that little edge, that little sparkle that separated you in your own class. Over time, that crush morphed into full blown love, despite how short that development was. He found himself constantly thinking of you, wanting to be with you and a better person when he was around you.

The Dogs could tell right away too, they knew that there was going to be attraction the minute Orange and you became friends. Sometimes they tease him over it when you’re absent, poking fun at him for being a lovesick puppy, laughing that he’s being such a suck towards you. And goddamn is that true, Freddy is so clingy and attentive to you. You both are joined at the hip, having a great time wherever you go. Personally, you were flattered by his kindness and cute devotion to you. You too felt love blossoming inside you for Freddy, though it was more gradual in your case.

For awhile, you two remain good friends and nothing more. Soon enough, Freddy and you are two peas in a pod, closer than you even realized. You knew each other’s favourite things, fears, insecurities, weird habits, what made you laugh or cry or annoyed, and above all, you both knew deep down that you loved each other. It was the circumstances and your own personal convictions and reservations that prevented you from getting together immediately. This cycle goes on for a long time, months and months until Orange can’t take it anymore. He can’t imagine life without you, and the lines in your relationship were dangerously beginning to blur from platonic to romantic for the two of you. It was all moving so fast, the feelings big like an untameable beast rearing it’s head in your guts.

The day that he confessed to you, Freddy wasn’t in a good place. He’d had a trying, hard, and drawn out day, and he didn’t know how to handle it. He broke down on your doorstep, falling into your arms and bursting into quiet sobs. It was heartbreaking to see him so frayed, so you brought him in not knowing what else to do. After you got him settled on the couch and drinking hot cocoa, you wrapped your arms around him in a tight hug. You weren’t fully sure, but you figured that everything was just too hard for him to take anymore—especially his deeply rooted love for you. You asked him if that was the case to which he gave up and admitted it.

“ I’m so done with pretending I don’t love you, Y/N. I don’t want to be friends anymore, I don’t want to be buddies, I don’t even want to be friends with benefits. I just want you to feel what I feel. And what I feel is commitment, respect, and pure love for you. I want you to love me. Please… don’t turn away from me anymore…”

And you don’t. Slowly, you two let yourselves shuffle closer, finding each other’s lips and rubbing noses together. Then in a sudden moment, you were kissing. A lot of things made sense in that moment, things you hadn’t figured out the answer to or even known you needed clarity for. It all came to you in a flash, like it was right under your nose. Freddy loved you and you loved him. That was all you truly understood for certain, and you weren’t going to let yourself forget it.

I hope that these were all okay, and again, please let me know if they weren’t what you had in mind and I will gladly fix them up to be satisfactory! Thank you again anon for your req, it was so much fun to do! And thanks to everyone for all your patience with this little blog, I wouldn’t be where I am today without you all, sappy as that may sound. So thank you so much! Love and safe hugs to all of you, and I’m keeping you in my thoughts! Stay tuned for more updates, slow as they may fucking be. Ciao!

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Merry Christmas Mr. White

Summary: It’s Christmas time in Japan & Yasmina wants to give Mr White a special Christmas present

Jay White x OC (Yasmina)

Yasmina was in the Bunny Palace’s dressing room putting on a sexy Santa costume for Mr White, she was putting on her red lipstick also adding a little bit of lip gloss to make her lips glossy & beautiful. She wanted her first Christmas with Mr White to be special that’s when she heard a knock on the dressing room door.

“Come in” Yasmina said while still applying her red lip stick she wants going to allow anyone to distract her from making Mr. White pleased when he saw her. “Hi Yas! Oh my god you look gorgeous!” The women who walked in giving her all the compliments that she’s heard before was Mariah May, she was new & was fighting for Toni’s attention & approval. “Thank you Mariah.” Yasmina told her finally getting done with her makeup. “Wait is this for Jay?” Mariah asked giggling finding Yasmina’s & Jay’s relationship cute. “Yes it’s for Mr. White you think he’ll like it.” The younger women asked wanting approval from the nice but somewhat gullible blonde, “Of course he will when he sees you he’s going to eat you up.” Mariah giggled causing Yasmina to blush at the thought of Mr. White having his way with her all over again just like the night they first met. “I would love to talk to you Mariah but I have to go bye!” Yasmina said so eagerly that she rushed past her & the other bunny girls before quickly leaving the Bunny Palace to meet with Mr. White.

That’s when Yasmina started to text Mr. White while walking to her apartment.

Sugar Bunny: Mr. White

Mr. White: Hi bunny what is it?

Sugar Bunny: I’m off of work & I have a surprise for you 🤭

Yasmina looked back down at her phone to see Jay’s instant reply

Mr. White: Surprise? For me 😏

Sugar Bunny: Yes for you silly. It’s at my apartment I think you’ll really like it meet me there 😚

Mr White: I’ll be there in 10

Yasmina stopped texting him to squeal & blush before rushing to her apartment in the middle of the city at this time of night. Yasmina unlocked her apartment door so Jay can walk in when he arrives until then she looked herself in the mirror to make sure she was looking slutty as possible which she succeeded, that’s when she went to her room to spray herself with his favorite perfume which would make him want her even more that’s what she wanted after all. Until Jay finally arrived she decided to stay in her bedroom waiting for him, waiting for him to see her & most importantly waiting for him to destroy her. God she wanted him so bad wanting him to treat her like a common whore & nothing more than a cum drunk whore who only belongs to him & him alone. That’s when she heard her apartment door opening, she heard footsteps & finally heard his voice.

“Yasmina. Where are you bunny bunny?” Jay asked in a teasing tone god that made Yasmina so horny, hearing him call for her wanting to see her. “I’m in here.” Yasmina called back in a seductive & submissive voice. That’s when Jay walked into her bedroom to see Yasmina sitting on the bed wearing the sexy Santa dress she looked up at him with submissive eyes & a smile . “Mhm bunny stand up for me.” Jay ordered her which she would obliged, Yasmina got up from her bed to give Jay a better look. “Give me a 360” Jay said with a slight grin on his lips which she would also obliged to. She gave her a 360 allowing him to see her short dress barely covering the sexy black panties which hugged her ass so nice & tight. He also took a look at her thighs at how soft & fluffy they looked, he loved having his face between her thighs kissing them, licking them & leaving hickeys all over them.

That’s when Jay got closer to her wrapping his arms around her waist & having his hands on her hips while looking at her “Bunny you look wonderful was this my surprise?” Jay asked with that same sinister grin on his face all she could do was nod her head yes. “Oh come on don’t act all innocent you clearly weren’t when you decided to wear this slutty outfit & tease me in those text.” Jay said his eyes were looking at her as if she was his prey all she could do was blush & nod her head. Jay hands moved towards her ass & gave it a nice smack before feeling up on her. “So bunny tell me what you want? Do you want me to fuck your tight little ass & then your slutty little pussy?” Jay asked licking his lips looking down at her. She nodded her head once again but that wasn’t what Jay wanted “Bunny I need to hear you.” Jay told her before lifting up her chin with his finger. “Yes Mr. White please fuck my ass & use my slutty pussy please.” Yasmina pleaded & beg in that sweet submissive voice that Jay loved. Jay kissed her softly on her lips before telling her these words “Get on the bed face down ass up.” Jay commands her with that devilish grin.

There she was on her bed face down & her nice ass up just like Jay told her, she was such a good girl for him. Yasmina could hear Jay’s footsteps behind her she could also hear him going to her dresser to pull out a small bottle of lube. Yasmina saw the small bottle in his hand that caused her blush and hearing Jay squeeze the lube onto his fingers made her blush more red, Jay saw her reaction from the corner of his eye & chuckled. “Don’t worry bunny I’ll be gentle I promise.” He told her before kissing her on her forehead before he went behind her. He why behind her & lift up her skirt starting to remove her panties, Jay saw how wet she was but he would have to focus on her sweet cunt later on the night all that he was focus on was her ass.

That’s when Jay got closer & started to rub the lube on her puckered hole causing her to whimper & even shiver. Jay decided to go deeper by sticking his lube fingers into her hole, started to finger her ass with the lube. “ahhhh~” Yasmina could help herself from moaning, it hurt but it felt so good. After a couple of seconds of fingering her with lube he eventually stopped & put the lube on his cock most importantly the tip of his cock. That’s when he finally gently side into her ass causing her to whimper at the feeling “ahhhh~” Yasmina’s eyes fluttered at the feeling. Jay started to thrust into her ass at a nice pace “Fuck your ass is tight ahhh~” Jay groaned holding her hips closer to him which caused him to start going faster. “ohhhh~ Mr. White.” Yasmina moaned in a sweet tone feeling him going a faster pace than before. “Like that don’t you little slut getting fuck in the ass oh fuck~.” Jay groaned loving the sounds of her moans & whimpers. “Bunny isn’t this your first time, doesn’t seem like it, you sound like you love it don’t you.” Jay grinned starting to get rough & fast. “It’s my first time & I love it you feel so good.” Yasmina whined loving the way he felt, loving the way how he fucked her. Jay keep going faster & faster which would eventually become rougher & rougher, the room was filled with noises of wet skin slapping against each other & a collection of moans, whimpers & groans. Jay felt himself getting close & by the sound of Yasmina she was close to so Jay had to stop before coming inside of her ass. Yasmina was going to whine & become a brat but before she had a chance Jay thrusted deep into her pussy.

Yasmina let out a pornstar level moan for Jay as he started fucking into her pussy. “God your such a whore. That’s whole innocent act is a joke & you know it.” Jay started to degrade her & he felt how she was clenching around him. “You’re even clenching around me you little slut, you love it when I’m mean to you don’t you?” Jay smirked eviley. Yasmina don’t answer him due to her being too distracted on his cock. That’s when jay stopped & yanked her by her hair hard & aggressively. “I SAID YOU LOVE IT WHEN I’M MEAN TO YOU DONT YOU? ANSWER ME WHORE?!” Jay yelled cashing Yasmina to whimper. “Yes Mr. White I love it when you’re mean to me.” Yasmina whimpered starting to blush. That’s when Jay started going back to his hard pace. “Mhm that’s right bunny whimper, whine for me that’s all your good for.” Jay groaned loving how wet she was & how she loved the way he was treating her. “Mr White you’re so good to me.” Yasmina whimpered & even drooled. “Ugh~ you’re mines you understand.” Jay groaned going deeper feeling himself getting closer & closer. “Yes Mr. White I’m all yours ahhh~” Yasmina whimpered softly. “Fuck yeah you are.” Jay groaned. “You’re mines and you always will be.” Jay groaned before thrusting a couple of more times before he finally came inside. He hit her g-spot which made her go wild. “AHHHHHHH~” Yasmina moaned loudly before coming right along with Jay.

Jay kissed Yasmina on her head. “You okay Bunny?” Jay asked wrapping his arm around her. “Yes Mr. White I’m okay.” Yasmina giggled. Jay gave her kisses all over her face. “Merry Christmas Mr. White.” Yasmina smiled putting her head on his chest. “Merry Christmas Bunny.” Jay kissed her head once more before holding her for the rest of the night.

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44 - Love is the most powerful magic of all

His Golden Princess

Thank you all for reading ❤️ This is the end of Astrid and Rumple's story

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Shooting awake up in the bed holding my stomach with my hands tightly. Frantically looking around I gasped. Fumbling over to my nightstand I dialed the first phone number I could think of. “Em, ah! I need your help. The baby…”

“Ast, what’s wrong?” Even though she wasn’t happy I used the sword to save her life and made her a Dark One she still cared about me.

It had been a few months since I had told her and Rumple the truth. Throwing my head back against the pillows I gripped the phone in my hand. “I think the baby’s coming. I….ohhh. I need Rumple.”

“I’ll come get you.” She said quickly.

Biting my lip I drew blood feeling contractions. My heart was beating faster. “Emma, there’s no need. I can just magic there….ah what the hell?” Looking down to my arm I gasped seeing some dark veins rising up through my veins.

“Astrid, tell me. What’s going on!” My sister declared through the phone hearing the panic in my voice. We could always tell the difference in the other person's voice when we were terrified. Before she gave birth to Henry I visited her in jail and could see she was horrified.

Tossing the covers aside I stumbled out of the bed. Standing on my feet I winced holding a hand over my heart feeling it burning in pain. "Emma, I need Rumple. Ohhh! Call - call Ella…call Ashley. Whoever she's going by. Cinderella!"

"Okay I'm calling her right now." Emma hung up where I stumbled down the stairs in my sleep clothes trying to not panic. Leaning against the wall I knew that Ashly or Ella would be there for me just like my sister.

Walking into Ashly’s hospital room Emma said I should be the one to tell her we convince Gold to let her keep her child. Shutting the door behind me I smiled seeing her holding her daughter. “Hey, how’s she doing. What’s her name?”

“Alexandra. Sean came to see her.” Her smile dropped thinking back to Gold and their deal. “Will he be taking her from me now?”

Sitting down on the edge of her bed I placed a hand on her leg. “Nope. Emma and I got him to let you keep her. My sister will owe him a favor but it doesn’t matter as long as you’re happy.”

“Thank you, thank you both so much.” She began crying, bouncing her baby girl in her arms.

Sending her a grin I tilted my head sensing she had more to say. “What is it, Ashly?”

“I noticed Emma, your sister said she had a kid. But you don’t. I just thought that if you ever have children I’ll be there for you.” The blonde grinned and we would later learn she was Cinderella. “You and Emma gave me a chance to raise my child. And that is something I will never forget.”

Sniffing through tears I didn’t expect that from the single mother. “Awe thank you, Ashly. I will remember that. You have my word.”

The blonde princess pulled up outside my house and her husband Thomas came inside seeing that I was holding my stomach. Throwing my head back I winced sharply. “Sean!”

“Did someone call a prince to the rescue? Come on, we'll get you to the hospital.” He wrapped his arms around my waist lifting me up bridal style carrying me out to his truck.

Ashly was in the front passenger seat holding her daughter in her lap. But she reached behind the seat taking my hand in hers. “It’s going to be okay. Emma said she is going to get Rumple.”

“Okay…” I nodded, biting my lip, shutting my eyes as we flee to the hospital which thankfully wasn’t far in the small formerly cursed town. Once we were there her prince came back with a wheelchair and the nurse got a room ready.

Laying in the bed I gasped seeing the dark veins making their way through my whole arm. I didn't know why it was happening but it had to be the reason I collapsed and saw my daughter in a future vision. “Ah Mrs. Gold. I am praying that this pregnancy I perform is actually normal this time.” Dr. Whale came into the room with a set of nurses.

“You and I both…urgh!” I bared my teeth down before the lights in the room flickered off and on like crazy. I had a blood pressure cuff on tracing my vitals that started sounding off like crazy.

Whale came over reading the level my heart was going. “Woah, that isn’t good. Your heart rate is way too low.”

“It probably has something to do with these.” Holding my forearm upwards he caught sight of the dark veins. I coughed some blood on my shirt when the door burst open and I saw my sister and husband. “Emma - Rumple!”

My husband rushed over to my bedside as quickly as he could with the limp and cane. He takes my hand in tracing his thumb over the veins that were growing my palms now. “Astrid, I’m sorry. There shouldn’t be this much stress on the baby. But don’t worry I’ll fix it.”

“Rumple ... .no you take the power back.” I gasped through tears seeing him draw the Dark One dagger from inside his suit jacket.

He shook his head clutching the dagger handle tightly in his hands. He began crying heavily where I could see his brown eyes welling with tears. “I can’t let the darkness kill you and our daughter. You are too important to me, lass. You are my heart and soul. If you die then I won’t have my happy ending. You have changed me to be a better man and know love when I didn’t think I deserved it. So let me take the power back please.”

“But if you take it back it will kill you, Rumple. That’s the whole reason why I took it from you….I don’t want to lose the man I love.” I sobbed heavily through tears clutching the bedsheets in my fingers. “Please don’t leave me, Rumple. I need you….you are my life!”

He placed the dagger in my right wrapping his hand around mine where he winced shaking through the pain feeling how stronger the darkness had become in my bloodstream. “Then we will split the power between us. Together we share a heart. So we can share the power too.”

“How…I thought only one person could be the Dark One.” I croaked, squeezing his hand in mine beginning to feel more scared than before.

Emma stepped forward taking the dagger in her hands raising it up to the two of us all the while Dr. Whale was jumping standing there watching. “I found a way to control my light magic over the darkness that is keeping me alive. I know what to do. You have to each have light and dark magic inside of you.” She focused sternly on us before the dagger glows brightly and we both gasped.

Shifting my gaze to Rumple I saw he was watching me too. Suddenly the dark magic came outside of me and split into two separate strands. The magic shot back into our hearts and the same thing happened with my golden light magic. “That should work….oh my gosh.” My sister sighed with a smile.

“It worked, Rumple.” Leaning my head against his chest I sighed in relief intertwining my hand with his gently. His brown eyes watched the darkness veins disappear from my arms a few seconds after.

Dr. Whale looked at my screen showing the baby getting my legs up and open to push. “Now that your heart is good we need to get this baby out for ya.”

Rumple moved around to the side of the bed so I could hold onto his hand. The contractions started coming closer together when I gave my first few pushes. My heart started banging against my chest and I already felt tired. "It's starting to come out, Astrid. Just a few more big pushes." Dr. Whale said back.

Rumple winced sharply when I squeezed his hand even tighter. My freehand was turning white while I gripped the handle of the dagger. Sweat was sticking to my forehead with the white hair falling over my shoulders appearing to be a mess. "I can't do this, Rumple…I can’t!"

"Yes you can. Astrid. I've seen you overcome things that have been much harder than this. So I know you can do this." He replied, squeezing my hand in his even though I had nearly broken his hand at this point.

Nodding my head slowly I bared my teeth doing one final push that took the last of my energy that I had left. An infant's cry filled the room where I threw my head back onto the pillows. Gulping a lump down my throat I slowly controlled my breathing while the nurse wrapped the baby in a blanket handing them to me once I had sat up again. "Congratulations, you have a baby girl. Have you thought of a name?"

“No….ah what the hell!” I gasped, feeling more contractions breaking through my body.

Emma whipped her head around in panic. “Whale, what is happening to my sister?”

“It’s okay. Uh….she has another baby coming.” He dropped down in his rolling chair frantically getting prepared again telling me to push again. “You have to start pushing again, Mrs. Gold.”

Sucking in a breath Rumple squeezed my hand tightly knowing that I was beginning to panic rapidly. He pushed hair out of my face when I started pushing as much as I could. “Ahhh!”

“There it is. Congratulations again you two. You have a baby boy now too.” Dr. Whale held up the baby in his arms, handing it to the other nurse.

The nurses handed the girl to me and the baby boy to Rumple. He sent me a teary grin and I chuckled, not expecting that we would have two kids at once. “Rumple, I know the name for the daughter. Marigold Ella Stilskin. But you can name the boy.”

“Gideon Baefire Stilskin.” He declares leaning forward kissing me gently. Leaning into the kiss I smiled when he whispered back. “I love you, Astrid. I always will. You are my golden princess.”

Breaking the kiss we both stared down at the infants in our arms. No matter what we had faced, these little joys were all worth it. “I love you too, Rumple. You are my dark prince.” I would never forget that Henry bringing us here to break a curse changed everything for the better.

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