#rio drabble

[riofann]

Tell Tale Signs

MINORS DNI +18 Only

“Is daddy gonna make it?” Isabella your daughter asked as she watched you put on your makeup 

“Yes he is baby”

She looks down at her tablet “There’s only 1 hour left”

“Do you want to call him?” you ask not wanting to be pestered until Rio finally made it home

“YAH!” She nods excitedly 

You hand your phone to her letting her take the lead. She puts in the code and proceeds to call him via facetime. 

“Y/N” He called your name this being the first time you called him in 2 weeks he was hoping you were waving the white flag.

“DADDY!”

“Ah princessa how are you baby girl?”

“Daddy where are you?”

“I’m on the way see?” He shows the cars passing by on the highway 

“HI UNCLE NICK!” she greets Nick who was driving 

“HI ISABELLA!” he greets with the same enthusiasm 

“Daddy it’s getting late and we have reservations at 6:00”

Rio chuckles “I know princessa, I’m right around the corner I’ll be there in 15 minutes I promise” 

“Okay” Isabella beams happy with his response “You wanna talk to mommy?”

“Let's let daddy and Uncle Nick drive okay? Drive safe see you when you get here” you say dryly before hanging up the phone. You didn’t want to hear what he had to say; he just needed to be on time. 

“Go check on your brother tell him daddy will be here in 15 minutes”

“Okay!” 

You chuckle to yourself as you watch her skip out the room. 

Keeping true to his word, he arrived in 15 minutes you had already put out the clothes he was going to wear. Nothing was said between you two when he arrived he simply stripped out of his normal jeans and tee attire and put on his formal clothes minus the tie. By the time he stepped out of the room you and the kids were in the car waiting. 

“Daddy are we gonna make it in time?” Isabella asked just as he opened the door to get in

“Yes Bella(Her nickname)”

“Okay good!” Isabella had picked up her fathers neuroticism over timeliness so much so that she was prompting you to start getting ready 5 hours before you were to leave the house. You and Marcus being the ones who would often drag or be late.

The car ride is filled with Marcus and Isabella telling Rio about their week, when that died down and the kids retreated back to their phones/tablets Rio turned to look at you. No matter how angry he was at you, he still never ceased to be amazed at your beauty. 

“Hanging up on me now?” He asked 

You look up from your phone and at him you shrug and continue with your Sudoku game. Maybe if you remain silent it won’t fuel this battle you two had going on. 

You two had gotten into it 2 weeks prior over the fact that you accused him of prioritzing his business more than his family. The only reason you said that was because he had been gone for a little over 3 weeks, and no matter how much you urged him to come home even for a day he would always say he couldn’t and he would be home soon. So as soon as he walked in your home the tension was so thick, it didn’t take 10 minutes before you two were going at each other. You accused him of putting his business first over you and the kids, he accused you of having such an expensive taste for clothes and shoes that if he didn’t ‘prioritize the business’ you guys would have been out of home and food in a month. And from there you two have been at odds. Him withdrawing from you and you doing the same. The tell tale signs when Rio is mad at you, is when he withdrew his words of love and affirmation, he treated you like a business partner straight to the point. ‘No hey mama, baby, reina, nena, straight Y/N.’ The tell tale signs when you are mad at him is when you withdraw your kisses, hugs, back scratches, cuddles, etc  but you were still willing to talk to him and say I love you even if he didn’t want to at the time. 

Dinner goes well, the kids didn’t realize that you two hadn’t said more than 10 words to each from time you all left the house to your return back to the house. 

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“Mommy can I watch minions?” Bella asked 

“Yes babygirl, but after you gotta go to sleep”

“Awww” she pouts

“It’s late Bella it’s 8, it’s technically your bedtime now” 

“Thanks” she smiles showing her toothless grin you kiss her on the forehead before you leave her room. 

“But mommy”

You put your hand up and she stops  “You can watch minions but to sleep right after”

Rio and Marcus had retreated to the backyard where they were playing soccer. You look at them through the kitchen window and smile while you put the food away. Marcus had become so skilled he was now beating his dad at 1:1 games. 

By the time their game was over you had gone to the basement to your entertainment room and put on a movie to watch. When you hear Rio walk down the basement steps your stomach knots up. You were hoping he had found something to entertain himself with, far away from you. 

“I don’t even know, weird hard to follow” you comment refusing to look at him.

“What you watching?”

“Dune”

“Is it good?” 

“Feet hurt?” He comments noticing you wiggle your feet back and forth under the blanket

He takes a seat on the other side of the sectional, “Mind if I rewind it?”

“No might help me understand what the fuck is going on”

He chuckles and picks up the remote. You offer some fruit off your fruit bowl before you get comfortable on your side of the sectional. 

“A little” Louboutin's are definitely not made for walking 

“Want me to rub them” he offers

“No I’m good” you shut him down immediately 

“Y/N” You hear your name

He sucks his teeth. This is his way of extending the olive branch, plus he is reaching his limit of touch deprivation. You don’t even think to react to that as far as you were concerned, he hit below the belt. You would never shop till he ran out of money, you would never put your kids lively hood at risk over a fucking shoe or bag. In fact most of the time when you did go ‘shopping’ you left without anything, but since he was gone so much he wouldn’t know. 

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“Hmm” You hum realizing you were asleep and had no interests in waking up

“Lets go to bed”

You clear your throat “I’m good here” you adjust slightly pulling the blanket higher to cover your arms 

“Why’d I buy that big ass bed and expensive ass mattress if all you wanna do is sleep on the couch?” he complained because the past few days you were sleeping in the basement. 

You hear him suck his teeth again, “you want me to carry you?” he asks getting ready to scoop you up

You open your eyes  “NO!” you turn to look at him, he now had a brow raised with a confused look “I mean, no” You pause “I’m good here thanks” it’s not that you didn’t want to but if he did carry you, you would have given in and you simply were willing to die on this hill that was fortified with evidence and facts. Rio had been prioritizing the business too much lately and it was affecting you and the kids. 

You glare at him before speaking “I’ll pay you back then, first thing Monday morning your money will be in your account” you turn over “bout to nickel and dime me over every little thing” you mumble, not low enough though because he hears it 

Rio scoffs in disbelief and looks away from you, turning his body away as you wiggle your way deeper into the cushions. When he turns back around without a second thought he lifts you from the couch. 

“Christopher, I said I don’t want you to carry me! Put me down!” you complain as he starts walking “CHRISTOPHER PUT ME DOWN!” you demand this time hitting his back. A sharp gasp exits your lips from the stinging sensation you felt on your ass cheeks

“OW CHRISTOPHER!” Another slap this time you move your hands to cover them, thinking more slaps were coming your way 

“Shut.the.fuck.up Y/N” he warns with a stern voice 

You decide its best to do so until you aren't in a vulnerable position. You look at your house as he carries you to your bedroom, making mental notes to get batteries for the clock on the wall, and have the kids remove their excess shoes from the door. 

When you make it to your room Christopher drops you on the king sized bed, hard enough to cause your body to bounce, before you could even react, he had grabbed your ankle roughly tagging you to the edge of the bed hovering over you, his hands holding your wrist against the bed. 

You huff and puff as you look up at him “can you let me go?” his nostrils are still flaring, the vein on his forehead still present indicating he was pissed! 

“Check your attitude” he speaks slowly 

You roll your eyes “I don’t have an attitude, if you had just let me sle..” 

He cuts you off “You know we need to talk!” 

“Hey Marcus everything okay?” You ask as you straighten up, playing coy, this wasn’t the first or the last time Marcus and/or Isabella would interrupt something intimate so you both had enough practice to fool the kids that nothing of the sorts was happening. 

“Okay say what you gotta say?” you ask curtly

“Y/N, I’m not doing this shi..” before he could finish there was a knock on the door, both of you turned to look at it  “Come in!” you yell causing Rio to shoot you a look, before getting away from you. The door opened and Marcus stood by it. 

“Yes, I was wondering if it would be okay for me to get on the game dad”

Christopher looked at the clock “Yea its cool buddy, only an hour though its 11, if you’re not off by 12am I’m taking it from you for a week”

You had used Marcus’s interruption to your advantage and moved from the bed to the closet where you were beginning to undress and change into your night clothes.  

“Yesss! Thanks dad good night love you both”

“Love you too!” 

“Can I help you?” You ask as you glare at Christopher through the mirror

You huff and roll your eyes “Fine”

“We weren't done talking”

You remove your earrings “I have nothing to say to you”

He sucks his teeth again “So what? You want us to stay together and not talk to each other or touch each other”

You turn to face him “I’m not the one that was away for almost a month, you asking the wrong mother fucker” the next second your back hit the wall with a small thud, Rio had grabbed you by the arm when you were walking away from him. “OW WHAT THE FUCK CHRISTOPHER!” you were exaggerating he didn’t hurt you but he did startle you.

He pulls you close to him, so close you can smell the pineapple in his breath. Through a clenched jaw he reminds you “What your fucking mouth Y/N” 

“No” he cuts you off again

“We gotta talk about this shit Y/N” he stresses

“I know that!”

“So why you avoiding it?”

“I’m not! You said what you had to say, I made the decision it’s best for me to look for a job, part time and th..” 

You sigh “Christopher,”

You take a step back “No? What do you mean no?”

He releases your arm and steps back as well “You ain’t gotta do all-a-that” 

“Y/N”

You throw up your arms “Well what do you want me to do? I’m funding my luxury habits, so I don’t get what the big deal is?” 

“Okay” you respond dryly no need to go back and forth, the decision was already made, you sit down on the small bench in your shared closet

He rolls his shoulders back “I said no Y/N”

“Why?”

“You don’t need to that’s why”

You hated how everything just had to be his way. He had to be in control of everything. Even the kids picked up on it and sometimes would ask him permission to do things before even informing you, only telling you after the fact that ‘dad said no or yes’. 

He looks at you for a bit before sitting down next to you glad that you went ahead and bought the bench even though he had protested against it “We need to collaborate here, lets both compromise mama” he speaks in a much more loving tone

You turn to look at him “What’s your compromise going to be? You won’t prioritze business? For how long? Like maybe 3-4 months then it’s back to business as usual? I don’t care if you ignore me, I don’t matter, I’m an adult. I am fine, but when you don’t come back for almost a month. The kids start asking questions about our relationship status and how they know kids whose parents aren’t together and..” you look up at the ceiling to stop the tears from slipping, you turn to look at him “Just think about the kids okay?” It wasn’t only the kids that were concerned about his whereabouts, you were too. You know this business, you know it comes with long days, nights, hours, you know that eventually it will be hard for him to resist temptation because a man is a man, is a man, no matter who the man is. So for him to be gone for so long with barely any communication from him had your mind racing through all types of scenarios. Maybe he’s dead and someone took his phone, maybe he was injured, maybe he was with another woman.

He dropped his head and looks back up at you reaching to wipe the single tear rolling down your face  “I’ll do better mama,” he promises

You offer a smile “Thanks that’s all I ask, and I won’t shop so much" you offer hoping this was the end of it and you two could move on 

That caused Rio’s chest to tighten. He didn't want you to compromise that much, and you were right it had bothered him that there was a new box of Louboutin's, Gucci, Yves Saint Laurent, Jimmy Choos, or whatever luxury bag/shoe/jewelry was in the closet, every time he came back. He didn’t mind you having expensive taste but he wouldn’t lie at some point he was convinced you were gonna shop him into the ground.  But to sell the things that you liked, he wasn’t about to go for it. 

He looks “Nah you ain’t gotta do that”

“You said it cause it bothered you or you wouldn’t have said it at all, really it’s okay Christopher, I’m running out of space anyway” you look around your closet “Might sell a few things also” 

He nods as he looks around a slight chuckle leaving his lips as he notices you were starting to encroach on his side of the closet. He turns to look at you and you smile at him. 

“Nah don’t do that either”

You sigh, he was now making things complicated “I honestly don’t mind there are shoes in here that I haven’t worn or hate now so I can just sell them, no big deal” you shrug 

“Okay I’m gonna remove my makeup” You announce before getting up and walking to the bathroom. 

“Are we okay now?”

He nods a smile spreading across his lips “yea we good” 

Rio had followed behind and undressed, heading straight to the shower since he had no time to freshen up.  

You absentmindedly complete your skin care routine humming a song you heard on the radio. By the time you were finishing up, so was Rio that man never took long showers. 

“Mmm look at you” he comments as he comes up behind you with a towel around his waist pulling you closer so you were flush against his already semi hard dick. 

“Look at me, look at you!” You flirt as you look at him from the mirror. Water dripping down his chest, down to his abs, then to his v-line, his dick causing the towel to stretch. 

“I missed you reina”

“Missed you too” you say softly as you watch his hands meticulously glide down your thighs, a grab here a grab there, Rio pulled you even more flush against him releasing a deep moan from the sensation.  His hands start to inch their way up grabbing at your breasts, Rio rocking his hips into you before he slipped his hands under your tank top. You watch as he dips his head by your collar bone, heavy breathes in your ear, inhaling taking in your scent before he starts to give you wet kisses on the neck traveling from side to side, sometimes pausing to lick and bite down before moving to the next spot. You watch as he pushes your underwear down your thighs, you complete the rest of the task and shimmy off of them, you watch as he pushes the tank top up pulling it off of your body, leaving you naked. He takes a step back and hits your ass one time before resuming position, this time minus the towel. You watch as he caresses your body he’s so caught up in what he’s doing he doesn’t know he has an audience. Hell you didn’t even notice how turned on you were getting until his hand dipped between your thighs and grazed over your sensitive clit almost making you collapse. You whimper as he proceeds and a grunt comes from him as he feels just how slick you are. 

“Gotta lot of making up to do mi reina”

You whine as he applies more pressure that was enough for him to look up and see you biting your lip scratching at his arms. You nod in agreement. That’s all he needed and with that he kept his word, the next day all those mental to-do lists that you had told yourself were simply not getting done. You spent the majority of the day on the couch or on the bed. 

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[onigirio]

lyney is your biggest fan

no, really. as one of the biggest idols in fontaine, the magician is in awe of your talent. you were both performers yet, you were both so different. lyney's performances relied on illusions, trickery, lies. however, you were born with it. a voice that easily made his card tricks look abysmal. no amount of rabbits pulled out of a hat would compare to your natural talent

"excuse me- monsieur lyney!"

the magician turned around at the sudden call of his name. him and lynette had just finished another show at the opera epiclese, which had a surprisingly large turnout. what he wasn't expecting, was to see fontaine's national treasure in the audience

his lavender eyes widened upon seeing you. no amount of magic (real or fake) could hide the sudden increase of his heart rate

"ohoho? the ever radiant rainbow rose of fontaine. to what do i owe the pleasure?" he said coolly, despite heat on his face. you were even more beautiful in person

you laughed softly, a sound that brought a flush to his cheeks, "i just wanted to say that your show was absolutely mesmerizing!" the way you said it, with a sparkle of joy in your eyes, surprised him. the performer he looked up to, loved his show? lyney couldn't fathom someone as talented as you even sparing his hat tricks a second glance

"th-thank you demoiselle" he said as a flush made his way to his cheeks, "a compliment from such a praised performer such as yourself means the world to me."

you waved him off, "please- today I'm not an idol. consider this a fan showing their appreciation for their favorite performer"

fan?

oh

oh

you were lyney's fan. you enjoyed his shows as much as he enjoyed yours. the blond found himself flushing at the prospect of you cheering him on

someone called your name, and the both of you turned to watch two men in black suits approaching

"ah, my security is here" you said with a small frown, "they're pretty good magicians too, they know how to make all the fun disappear"

lyney pursed his lips. he didn't like seeing you sad, so, in a flash, he took off his black magician's hat and pulled out a rainbow rose

"lucky for you, I'm an expert at making things reappear"

now it was your turn to blush. you could only stutter, struggling to find the right words as you took the delicate flower into your hands. when your body guards arrived, you thanked lyney with a shy smile and left

maybe he wasn't the greatest magician, because you had just pulled off the most incredible trick

you made his composure disappear

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[breanime]

You rushed around your room, securing your earrings as you rushed over to the mirror, taking in your appearance. You had a date tonight, and you wanted to look good. Quickly, you glanced at your phone. Your date had sent you a text a while ago saying that he was on his way, and you wanted to make sure you were ready before he arrived.

But despite your frantic rushing back and forth in your apartment, you had to admit--

--you weren't excited.

It wasn't that he wasn't a nice guy; he was sweet, handsome, had a good, stable job to go with his good, stable life. But that was the thing. You didn't want stable.

You wanted Rio.

But you couldn't handle the lies, the secrets, the long absences. It had gotten to the point where you felt more like an afterthought than a girlfriend.

Fixing your hair one last time, you paused. You could have sworn that you heard the door shut. Grabbing your phone, you walked out of your bedroom in search of your purse.

What you were met with was your ex-boyfriend standing in the middle of your living room.

You gasped, "What the fuck?"

Rio looked you up and down, his gaze slow, unrushed in the way that only a man like him could have; a man who could not be rushed. Slowly, his eyes locked on yours. "You look nice."

"What are you doing in my apartment?" You hissed.

He smirked, not at all repentant. "I wanted to see you," he shrugged, "I was in the neighborhood."

"In the-- Rio, what do you want?" You snapped. In all honesty, you weren't really that upset with him, Rio popping up in your place was a common thing when you were dating. And you loved it. It felt like a little surprise every time it happened. Even now, you kind of loved it. But that irritated you--he wasn't yours anymore, and you weren't his. You shouldn't be happy to see him at all. "Why are you here?"

Rio was eyeing you again, his dark gaze somewhere between appreciative--taking in your outfit, your jewelry, the soft tones of your makeup--and disapproving. "I already told you. Was in the neighborhood. Wanted to see you," he paused, licking his lips slowly, "You must got big plans tonight, huh? Dressed up so nice, lookin' so pretty."

You stood tall, "I've got a date."

"Hm."

"Yeah--he's on his way, actually," you went on, "So..."

He rolled his shoulders, his hands clenching in his pockets, "So," he nodded, "You want me to go?"

You paused. Logically, there was only one answer: yes, of course. Your date would be here any minute, Rio had his chance with you and he ruined it. He should go--he never should have been there in the first place--and you knew if you told him to leave, he would. That was the logical thing to do.

You did the opposite.

"No," you answered honestly, letting your heart take over and the words just came out, "But you can't stay. Not if you're gonna be the exact same as you were before. I can't go back to the lies and the long, lonely nights not even knowing where you are. And I won't. I'm not. So you can either stay, and we can talk, or you can go, and I can move on. Cause this guy is nice--he--he's great," you sighed, "but he isn't you." You took a breath, feeling exposed, like your skin was inside out, and looked at him.

Not taking his eyes off of you, Rio walked deeper into the room, and sat on the couch.

"Let's talk, mama," he said, eyes serious and determined, "Let's talk, and I'll be for real with you. I won't hide nothin', won't tell no lies," his eyes met yours, and you could see the dark determination in them, "Cause I want to stay. I wanna be here," he leaned forward, "I want you. So let's talk." He watched you approach the couch, wary, but willing. You sat, facing him, and Rio smirked.

"But first," he said, his low voice filling the room, "you should call old boy and cancel your date."

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Goodnight! Thank you for reading!

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[hennyjwrites]

Rio and nurse reader, please!

“How are you doing today Chris?”

Rio’s more than beautiful nurse, walked in smiling sweetly at him. Her sweet smile made his heart pound in his chest. He watched as she checked his vitals and made notes on her chart.

“I'm good Ms. Y/N.” He spoke carefully, trying to sit up. “My chest hurts, ma.” He told Y/N, putting his hand on his heart.

Y/N, as confused and worried more than ever, walked up to him feeling his chest. “Where does it hurt baby?” His vitals were all good, despite being shot 3 times. She felt around his chest, looking for any abnormalities.

Rio grabbed her hand, placing it on his heart. “It started pounding when I laid eyes on you.” He smirked, chuckling as she kissed her teeth and rolled her eyes. He grabbed the hand that was previously on his chest and kissed it. “Cmon beautiful, it was funny.”

She sighed as she sat on the bed. “It’s not so funny, when your husband was shot in his chest for being an idiot.” He smiled at her worry for him. He loved that she’s taking care of him.

They sat together for a small while, talking and her making sure he was alright until she got a call that she was needed in another part of the hospital.

“Alright baby, I gotta go.” She stood and leaned over kissing him before walking towards the door.

“Baby wait.” She turned back around and looked at him. He was grinning softly. “When can I get my spongebath?”

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[hibiscuswrites]

Drabble request: "Come here right now" and "let go of me" with a protective Rio

Pairing: Rio x female reader

Warnings: Angst, arguing, mention of violence/harm

Word count: 357

"Come back here right now."

You ignored Rio's voice from behind you, throwing up your middle finger as your only response. He had some kind of nerve raising his voice at you and talking to you like he was your father when he had done what he did. Having to bail out on dinner plans? That was nothing new. You knew he had a busy life. But to bail out because Beth apparently needed to meet with him urgently? That was a new low and not one you were willing to take lying down. 

So you kept walking, muttering angrily to yourself as you ventured away from his apartment building. You figured he might actually leave you alone considering how badly he had fucked up, but the sound of his shoes pounding into the pavement behind you told you that you wouldn't be so lucky. 

You ignored him still, until his fingers wrapped themselves around your wrist, tugging you to turn around. 

"Mama, stop it. Let me talk to you for one fucking minute." 

His grip was strong. Not enough to hurt you, but enough to keep you there, and you huffed at him, trying to yank your arm free. 

"Let me go." 

He shook his head, nostrils flaring in anger as he stared at you. 

"No. I won't. You're pissed, and I get that. You got every right to be. I was wrong, I fucked up, she's a bitch, blah blah blah, I'll apologize properly once we get back inside, or if you don't wanna hear it then I'll wait 'til tomorrow, but you're not walking around outside at this time of night by yourself. You're just not. I'll fuckin' leave if you wanna be alone. But this? You ain't doing this. I ain't gonna let you get hurt just because you're pissed at me. So let's go." 

You stayed looking at him for a few more seconds, neither of you budgein before you sighed and nodded. 

"Yeah, whatever." 

Rio nodded too and released you, moving to the side so you could walk back to the apartment with him, your safety always coming first before anything. 

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he's on his way

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[darklydeliciousdesires]

Rio (Good Girls) Masterlist

Let the Neighbours Hear (Rio/Reader)

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~*~ Drabbles & Shorts requests ~*~

“Little kitten. You know better than to make me tell you twice. Now, bend.”

“You're so perfect, and l'm so fucking lucky."

“Again? How can you want it again? Jesus, I’ve never met anyone so fucking horny before!”

“Have you ever cum so hard, you’ve cried? I could make that happen for you, you know.”

“Oh, you came once, huh? Well, that ain’t enough.”

“You like the way my fingers feel, huh?”  

“Now, lie back and let me lick this pretty little pussy until you can’t feel your legs any longer.”

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[juuuuunaaaaaooooo]

Brio Fic Week 2024 Day 3 : Write something based on a song or quote that reminds you of them

You’re my destiny. One person who will be my star

Aren’t I too late? I don’t want to hurt you. I guess I was scared.

It was my first time, so I realized it now. That you are my love.

You

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[regionalpancake]

For the question ask: "how about a little midnight snack?” + la Sirena's holos.

“It’s risky.” Rios tossed the PADD back to Raffi across the table, “There’s security around the perimeter, interphasic-shielding, the works.”

“We’ve survived worse.”

“We were younger!”

"How about a little midnight snack?” Steward smiled, appearing with a selection of nibbles. “To help with the scheming?”

Rios glared at the EHH. Raffi however was already putting the tray of food to good use.

“Ok Seven, the dip is the power-grid.”

“Understood.” The xB nodded.

“Elnor, you’ll strike here, by the cheese puffs.”

“I’ll be ready!”

“Agnes?”

“Mhmm?”

“Can you stop eating the enemy defenses?”

“You did say you wanted them neutralized…”

#regionalpancakewrites #Downtime Drabbles #IT’S BEEN A WHILE! #thanks for your patience song-spero 💕 this ask was from November 😅 #star trek la sirena #cristobal rios #raffi musiker #seven of nine #agnes jurati #mr hospitality #steward (ehh) #Elnor #food

[mya-cookie-eater]

something I should write about??

please what should I write about I need help desperately (I don’t make smut Ty🌸)

#eddie munson #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson one shot #steve harrington #steve harrington fanfic #steve harrington angst #steve harrington fluff #steve harrington fic #steve harrington drabble #miles morales x you #1610 miles morales x reader #earth 42 miles morales x reader #maddy perez x fem reader #marcus baker x reader #eddie munson x you #max mayfield #micheal myers x reader #miles morales #miles morales imagine #stranger things masterlist #steve harrington moodboard #miles morales x reader #stranger things moodboard #help #john b fluff #rio fanfiction #steve harrington fanfiction #peter parker x fem!reader #five hargreaves x reader #stranger things fanfiction

[blazingstar29]

Ron notices at first in their lecture. A soft huff of air, scarcely audible, then a quick wiggle of his fingers. Later in the library he notices it too. When Tom can move with more freedom, he notices his roommate blow briefly on his dominant hand. Tom Kazansky, his roommate and fellow freshman is only a year younger but Ron feels a strange fondness kindling. Like a kid brother. A kid who’s about to get chewed up and spat out by the world. He’s not stupid, Ron knows that. But whether he would have recommended the Navy for someone like him? He isn’t so sure. 

The younger man has admitted that it was his father’s wishes. A good man at heart, Tom had said. Just very fixed in what he thinks the best career is. Hearing this only strengthened the protective feelings growing inside of him.

So he finally addresses it later in the empty common room of their dormitory. Tom lies on a couch, book in one hand whilst he holds an ice block in his other. 

“What happened to your hand?” Ron finally asks in privacy. 

“Took the skin off of it in volleyball yesterday,” Tom admits. He lifts his hand to the light and winces at the discolouration. Ron stands to have a look. The skin is pink and peeling across the centre of the palm. He huffs a small laugh. Tom was taking no prisoners in the game. In fact, Ron’s pretty sure the guy on the other team copped a ball to the face at least twice. 

He disappears back to their room but comes back quickly with a tube of savlon. Taking Tom’s hand without warning, Ron squeezes some of the antiseptic graze cream onto his hand and smears it without much tact. 

“Thanks,” Tom says quietly. Without further discussion, they return to their respective tasks.

The next time they wind up at the courts playing volleyball, Ron tugs him aside and over to the bleachers.

“What are you doing?” Tom asks indignantly.  His room mate, scarcely a year older than him, is more act first, explain later. He watches as Ron rummages in his duffle bag and before producing a bundle of bandages. 

“Your hands are soft, trust fund,” says Ron. But then he looks up at Tom with a smile and he doesn’t take the name to heart. Carefully, he wraps Tom’s right hand; diligently and with care. He explains how to wrap it to support the tendons, then how to get it to cover the palm for just a little bit of protection. 

Ron shrugs when he finishes. “You can get gloves as well. But the wraps make you look cooler.” 

Wiggling his fingers, Tom holds his hand in front of him to examine it. It certainly makes him feel tougher than he’s been feeling. Not that he’ll ever admit it but his first semester at college has felt like a train wreck and way out of his depth. But Ron’s words ring in his mind. Reassuring, rejuvenating. He smiles. He feels cooler; ice cool

#the hand wraps are gender ngl #ron slider kerner #tom iceman kazansky #top gun 1986 #drabble #kind of #ron kerners home for wayward pilots and their rios

[onigirio]

imagine it starts raining while you're on a date with neuvillette

you had asked for no pickles, but your sandwich came with pickles. your partner had watched you accept the sandwich with a strained expression.

"why don't you just ask them to make it again?" he asked, quirking a brow

you shrugged, "they put effort into this. taking pickles out of my sandwich is less of an inconvenience to me, than it is for them to go and remake the whole thing"

then a soft drizzle began to fall from the sky, chasing people under cover.

neuvillette didn't understand mortals, but he had known a lot of them to be selfish. you, however, had suddenly become an exception in his mind, because no matter how annoyed you might have been over this, you thought of the people working in the restaurant, who you probably didn't even know.

thats why the weather was so, confusing

"neuvillette" you tapped him to get him out of his daze, "look outside"

he followed your line of sight to the window, where the sun was shining even though it was raining. the best part wasn't the constrast in the weather, though. instead, it was the rainbow that illuminated the sky

#I LOVE U NEUVILLETTE #rio rambles #rio writes 🐝 #neuvillette drabble #neuvillette x reader #genshin impact drabbles #neuvillette imagines #genshin impact imagines #neuvillette x you

[breanime]

For the gif drabbles ❤️

"This looks like shit," you threw the money on the table, "Do it again."

Annie and Ruby groaned in tandem, but Beth sighed. "It looks perfect," she said, looking up at you as you stood over her, "We've printed this same design four times--"

"--and it keeps getting slightly less like shit," you cocked an eyebrow, "Look, if you can't hack it anymore..."

"We can!" Annie spoke up, eyes wide. "We can, we'll get it right!"

"It's just..." Ruby chewed on her lip.

You could feel your patience thinning. "Just what?"

"Well," she continued weakly, "Lucy was the artist, so... without her..."

"Ya know, since homeboy did... what he did," Annie added in.

"...It's harder to print. We have her blueprints, but some of these subtler details are just... We need an artist," Ruby finished.

You nodded, scanning the three women before you. Annie looked nervous, as did Ruby, but Beth looked annoyed and defiant.

You were sick of her face.

"So get another artist," you said, getting bored with the conversation.

"Why? So your boss can shoot her?" Beth ground out, glaring up at you.

Your eyes narrowed at the same time Rio chuckled. You turned a bit, angling your body so that you could see him.

He sat on a chair next to a monitor, a hand on his chin and smirk on his face.

"That's funny to you?" Beth spat, anger clear on her face. "You shot a defenseless girl!"

You raised an eyebrow at Rio, but he was still chuckling. If he found her little outburst amusing, then you guess you would allow it.

"Nah," he said, shaking his head, "I'm not laughing about that. I'm laughing at what you said," he smirked over at you, "She called me your boss."

Annie frowned, looking at the two of you. "A... Aren't you?"

"She," Rio gestured towards you, a pride grin on his face, "is my boss. Yeah, see, a real bad bitch don't shy away from the dark parts of this business," he went on, "And so when I told my boss," he pointed at you again, "that I had to kill Lucy cause of your," he looked at the girls, "bullshit, well. She wasn't pleased. And I'm telling you now, looking at her face right now," Rio made eye contact with you, and you could see the pride in his eyes as he looked at you, "My girl ain't letting you dumb bitches fuck our shit up again."

Beth spoke before she could stop herself, "Your girl?"

His smirk stretched over his plump lips, "My boss," he clarified, "and my girl," he looked over at you again, "So, what you think, ma? Have 'em print it again, or have Mick take them downtown and put a slug in each of their heads?"

You turned back to the women, watching the fear swirl in Annie's eyes, the way Ruby stiffened, frightened and trapped.

And Beth's reddening cheeks, you could see the humiliation on her face, now that she was looking at what she could never be, what she could never have, standing right in front of you.

You looked over at Rio, and you thought back on your life with him--meeting him when he was just a runner for your father, Rio remaining loyal to you even after your father died and you took over his organization, the first time you kissed, when you had blood on your hands and he had thought he lost you, the way Rio had grabbed you and held you to him, the first time he ever let himself act like anything but a loyal subordinate to you. You remembered that sick, cold feeling in your gut when you'd heard that he had been shot three times, that he was with the feds. It's what brought you back into his orbit, you'd sworn to keep it professional with him years ago, but that... that pulled you right back in.

You watched Rio watch you, and you felt a wave of protectiveness come over you as you looked at him--the man you loved. You turned to Beth, your gaze cold as ice and as strong as steel, using every ounce of your status as a boss to intimidate her. "How about you choose, Mrs. Boland? You want to print it again this time, and do it right, or would you and your gal pals rather take a ride with Mick?"

"W... We'll print," she said weakly.

Rio's chuckle warmed your soul, and as the ladies worked on the new print, you turned to him. He gave you a special smile, one full of love and appreciation for you, and you turned your back to the girls as they worked.

They didn't get to see the loving smile you gave him back.

That was only for him.

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Thank you for reading! Lemme know what you think!

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[niwatari-rei]

“you’re gonna melt. get in here.” with KeiRio?

“You’re gonna melt. Get in here.” Rio said, eyeing Elm Root from the corner of her eye. "Worried about me?" Elm Root questioned, a smile on its face as it stepped back inside. Although it asked, the answer was pretty clear to the artwork. Rather than out of concern, it was out of inconvenience. "Should I be?" The Hikari looked up, looking quite disinterested as usual. Answering her question with yet another smile, "I suppose not." And yet perhaps the artwork was curious whether or not the artist could truly feel concern for another. Only time would tell.

#dn angel #drabble #not beta read #dn angel countdown to the end of summer #hikari rio #hiwatari kei #elm root

[honeybeeffdrawshere]

doodling doodling

i wanna draw them more but i have no ideas

#fanart tag #wip #miles morales #pavitr prabhakar #hobie brown #atsv #spiderverse #i have a doodle w rio n jeff too. kinda wanna write a drabble abt it now #ive been in a writing mood

[darklydeliciousdesires]

Hello lovely! I hope you are all recovered now and enjoying your weekend!

Still super excited about these prompts, so may I pretty please request prompt #5 with.....Rio 😊

I'm so sorry this took me about nine years to do for you, lol! Here you are, though :) better late than never, huh?

Smut below the cut, minors DNI!

It hits you hard, and he has you riding the crest of the sparkling wave that is your complete undoing, his hands clutched tight at your hips as he pounds you from behind. You've never cum from penetration alone before, but there's something about the way Rio does it.

He's better than everyone else. And lord, he knows it.

"You happy down there, mamas?" he asks, slowing within you, his own release still far off from sending him into the realms of a shaking wreck.

It takes a few moments for you to reply, panting for breath, your cunt fluttering around him as the white-hot and tingly pleasure ebbs away again. "I'm... I'm... dying."

His grin broadens in an instant. "Not yet, you ain't." Moving onto his back, he slides beneath you, his elbows pushing against your knees, lowering your body until your slick folds meet the warm suck of his mouth.

"Oh, fuck," you breathe shakily. "I need a minute, Rio. I just came, after all."

He snorts, laying a soft lick upon your clit. “Oh, you came once, huh? Well, that ain’t enough.”

There are a few drawbacks to dating a man who's life is entrenched within criminal activity. His bedroom prowess is not one of them.

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