Bimbo!Reader That Constantly Sends Konig's Nudes To Encourage Him While He's Away And Working

Pretty tears... 💧 Pt.2

Vladimir Makarov's daughter! Reader x Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick

!!warnings: mostly fluff but a bit of angst, reader is russian or partly-russian, reader is 21 years old, emotional Gaz, mentions of near death, starving, hyperventilating

English isn't my first language! I apologize for any gramatical mistakes

part 1

It has been days, even weeks since the last time you saw Gaz, you and him just talking through the old phone he gave you but he was a busy soldier, he practically never had time to talk to you.

The prison food was terrible, nothing that compared to the amazing meals you used to eat back in Russia. Your everyday food was bad cooked rice, bad scrambled eggs and undercooked meat and it was in a small proportion so most of the days you would sleep hungry...

It was a random Tuesday, you were sleeping when you felt the mattress sinking and someone sitting on it. You woke up slowly and you sees Gaz in your bed, looking at you, he looked destroyed, his hair messy and a new scar on his cheek, he had just returned from a mission.

He realizes he woke you up and looks away. "I'm sorry for waking you up, it's just...i missed you." He whispers the last part. You sit on the mattress and yawns, rubbing your eye.

You look at Gaz for a few seconds before he looked back at you. "I bought you something." He smiles a bit, he grabs a chocolate bar from his pocket and gives it to you.

Chocolate? Finally something that wasn't food that looks like it was made by someone that hates eating. You eagerly takes the chocolate and starts eating it immediately, you were starving afterall.

He smiles a bit more seeing you eat so eager and then he looks back at the ground, his smiles fades and he seems like he is in deep thought. "Y/N...what are we?" He asks, not looking directly at you.

You stops eating and looks at Gaz. "What do you mean?" You frowns slightly and he looks at you. "I love you." He confesses, looking at you lovingly. "I almost died in my mission and everything i was thinking about when i was on the floor, bleeding and almost dying was you." He continues, he looks like he was about to cry.

A silence reigns in the room for a few minutes before he sighs. "I'm sorry, i got emotional, it's alright if you don't like me back-" you interrupt him "I love you too Kyle but-" he interrupt you "You love me?" he smiles warmly, the tears starting to fall from his eyes.

He realizes he had interrupted him and wipes away his tears, still smiling and he laughs a bit. "I'm sorry...I'm sorry... go on." He says, laughing a bit.

You sighs and nods. "I love you too but you betrayed me, Kyle." You says with a sad tone, his smiles fades and he nods. "I know but i had no choice. I had to, I'm a soldier and your dad is a threat to society." He says, a bit angry and looks directly at you.

You looks at the ground, remembering all the good moments you had with Gaz... Your first kiss, the movie sessions you had on his house, when you had a snow fight in freezing Russian winter and had a warm bath shower together, how his touch felt on your skin, those cuddle sessions before sleeping, when you made him sing a russian song and his pronunciation was terrible, how you both laughed until crying while baking and the brownies turned out horrible... You starts crying too.

"Shh, shh..." He pulls you closer to his chest while caressing your hair, he wraps his arms around your waist and put you on his lap. He was also crying but comfort you was his priority at this moment. It helps you to compose yourself and you calm down a little.

"I..i love you too Kyle but...i also love my dad." You says, your voice slightly shaky by how much you were crying. He nods and continues caressing your hair. "I understand...but you also have to understand that he is a terrorist and that he isn't a good person..he might be a good dad but he isn't a good human being." He says, trying to make you understand his point.

You were in denial. Makarov raised you as a princess, you went to the best schools in Russia, he gave you a generous allowance and gave you the freedom to buy whatever you wanted in exchange for good grades and good behavior, you had a beautiful party when you turned 18, dressed in the prettiest and most expensive dress he could've find... You couldn't believe that your father was a monster...

"No... no, no, no, he isn't... he isn't like that! I know him! You're wrong!" You practically yells, the tears not stopping...your heart feels like it's going to break.

Gaz sighs and looks at the ground. "I'm sorry... But your father is a terrible person and you have to accept it." He says, almost sounding annoyed but wanting to comfort you and wanting to make you understand.

"No...no..." you whispers as you bursts into tears, almost hyperventilating and your face covered in tears. Gaz sighs and keeps caressing your hair, holding you close.

It hits you like a trunk. You realizes, all those months that Makarov spent away was him planning terrible things, killing innocents and commiting war crimes... Your dad was an war criminal.

"You finally understand, don't you? It must be hard, i know... But I'm here for you... sweetheart." Gaz says lovingly, his voice dropping with affection as he wipes away your tears and calls you cute petnames. He gives you a kiss on the forehead and gives you a water bottle. "Here, it'll make you relax."

With shaky hands, you take the water bottle and drinks it, calming down a bit. Your heart was in pieces and Gaz was determined to put it all together again.

You two stare at each other for a while, he puts a hand on your cheek and pulls you closer... He gives you an affectionate, sweet kiss. It was love, pure love.

Your heart beats fast as you closes your eyes and enjoys the sensation, kissing him back. He wraps his hand around your waist, pulling you even closer.

You break the kiss after a few seconds, both of you panting. "That was... Nice.." you says with a slightly shaky tone, a shy smiling appearing on your face, he smiles back and gives you another kiss on the forehead. "I love you." He says affectionaly "I love you too." You replies, just as affectionate, enjoying his body warmth against yours...

What does the future have in store for you two?

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🌸 this is probably the final part but who knows?

❤︎~Loverboy riley~❤︎

A true gentleman who puts your flowers in a vase as he holds down your little frame underneath his, pinning you down on the soft mattress.

Making your legs tremble and eyes water as he quickens his pace as if he's in a race to make you finish.

A loverboy at heart, making you see stars under the sun as you slowly unravel because of his touch

Your loverboy Riley who makes sure his cum stays inside your sweet cunt so you can finally make use of your big house

my cellphone's screen just burned im gonna kym

Little Mermaid 🌊🐬 pt 2 !

part 1!

mermaid!reader x sailor!John Price

!!warnings: fluff, none really just super cute :) F!Reader

English isn't my first language! Not proofread, i apologize for any gramatical mistakes

It has been a few weeks since the strange encounter with the mermaid and captain Price hasn't stopped thinking about her since then. Her beautiful tail, who had shine in that moonlight, the cutesy way she spoke... He wasn't being able to get her out of his mind.

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A few months passed. He had lost hopes to find the mermaid again, she was probably too scared to get out of her place again, he tried staying up as long as he could but he was always dragged to bed by his sailors after 2 am...

Price had a mission today, catch some fish. He prepared everything and got on his boat, he wasn't planning on getting some big catch, just some small fishes that he could eat in 2 or 3 days.

He was in a safe distance from land but still a few far into the ocean, the sea was calm and he didn't had any worries...

While waiting for some fish to take the bait, he starts appreciating the landscape... Which was just the sun and water, but it was still beautiful.

After a few moments, he starts noticing a strange movement on the water, it was getting closer and closer and closer... He grabs his gun and points at it but when he sees the familiar color of the mermaid's tail, he immediately puts it back down.

"Y/N?! Is that you?!" He shouts, looking at the water for any sight of you until you emerged from the water, looking at him with curiosity.

You wanted to ask him what he was doing here, in the middle of nowhere, if he was lost but you couldn't figured out how to say it, it was too complicated for you.

He sighs in relief, "I thought you were dead." He says and sits back on the boat, "What brings you here?" He asks, grabbing a cigarette from his backpack and lightening it up.

When you doesn't answer, he looks at you with a raised eyebrow, "Did the cat got your tongue?" He asks. You tilts your head, looking at him confused... What's a cat?

"What... What cat?" You asks, trying to sound audible, the strong accent making it almost impossible. Price stares at you for a moment before realizing... You don't know what a cat is. He chuckles, looking at you softer.

"Cat is a domestic animal, a feline. You know what a pet is?" He added, looking at you and taking a puff of the cig. You nods, you've read about dogs before in your books but never cats.

"Well cats are... Like little lions, tigers. They hunt rats, cockroaches, uh... You don't know what any of these are, right?" He explained and then asked and sighed when you nod. He took off his phone from his backpack and showed you a picture of a cat, "that's my cat, his name is Whiskers, my daughter begged for a cat after she went to her friend's house, she takes care of him and such." He spoke, smiling.

Your eyes sparkles, that thing was cute! The cat's orange fur mixed with white was adorable, his big dark eyes and pointy ears were like nothing you saw before. Price chuckles, seeing how amazed you looked, you try reaching for the phone but he flinches, "Nuh uh. You're gonna get it wet." He puts his phone back on the backpack, you looks up at him confused and he smiles, "Don't give me that look... Hey, can you get on the boat?" He asks and gives him hand for you to grab. You grab his hand and he lifts you up like if it was nothing and puts you on the boat, that's when he gets a good look on your body.

Your tail was beautiful, shining in the sunshine, the jointed fingers and the fact you didn't had a belly button, it was weird but fascinating, you were so pretty, the wet hair and how the sun shines in your skin was mesmerizing.

"Oh god, you're so beautiful." He was amazed, he touches your cheek and caresses it, feeling your soft skin and how cute your eyes were, it was nothing like he saw before, big but with sharp pupils, probably to see better on the dark sea, you touches his hand, leaning into it, his touch was so comfortable and warm and your skin was chill, kinda blue.

You then see the fishes in the bucket and looks at it a bit confused, you points at it. He looks at it and smiles, "That's what i do to survive, pretty. I sell fish to feed my little girl." He explained and you nods understanding, your family had a similar business, your father hunts shrimp, crab from the deepest seas, the ones that tasted the weirdest and was still extremely delicious.

"Mine... Dad sells... Hm..." You starts but forgets the word for 'crab' and 'shrips', so you starts mimicking the movements of a crab, which makes Price starts laughing heartily, finding it funny and cute.

"Crab? It's that what you're trying to say?" He calms down a bit and asks and but nods.

"Yes... Crap!" He then laughs again, making you confused. "Crap...funny? Haha... Haha!" That just makes him laugh more at your attempt to laugh with him but clearly confused.

He takes a deep breath, "No, no. Crab, crap is what you say when something goes wrong, you know?" He says after calming down a bit, smiling.

You nods, "You know, you nod a lot, does your head doesn't hurt? You can always say 'i understand', 'got it' or 'yes'. C'mon, say with me 'got it'." He teaches you, "G...goot it...?" You try.

"No, no. Got it. Don't extend the 'o'." He smiles, explains. "Got... It.... Got it!" "Yeah! Like that!" His smile widen and he pats your head.

It was getting late and he had to go back to the beach, where the base was so he ruffles your wet hair, "I have to go, it's getting late and you should go too, it might be dangerous, the sea is full of surprises." He says. You smiles, your sharp fangs surprising him, "bye...bye!" You say before jumping on the water, swimming away on the big ocean.

He sighs happily and starts paddling back to base, he caught a good amount of fish and found the mermaid he was looking for, what a day...

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König was still getting used to office work; this wasn't his way of working. He would rather smack the shit out of someone instead of being sat in a desk for the whole day and dealing with paperwork.

Wearing a tie and suit wasn't his thing; he kind of missed the weight of the gear on his body and the uniform that was all sweaty and dirty by the end of the day.

But you, you make it less miserable. You were the one to make sure he was ready to go, his sweet wife that makes his life worth living and that he loves with all his heart.

You always enjoyed tying his tie before he went to work, and he always enjoyed watching you. It was so adorable seeing his sweet wife so focused, with your tongue peeking out of your lips and your brow furrowed (the way you tie isn't the greatest, but he won't tell you that; he loves you too much). And then giving him a little kiss before he goes to work.

Last night, he arrived late, and when he got home, you were already sleeping and dinner was cold. He had to heat it up in the microwave and eat without you, had to wash the dishes without you, had to shower without you, and just then, he could cuddle your warm, soft body. He wanted more; he was needier that night, but, maybe you had a bad day, were tired or something, he didn't want to wake you up, having to take care of himself alone in the bathroom. He never imagined he would ever do anything like that again after getting married, but, oh well, he doesn't want to bother his sweet wife, who was always so caring and loving.

In the morning, everything went as usual; you cooked him breakfast while he showered. Of course, he called you to help him with his tie, the innocent sweet thing you always did before saying goodbye. But he was restless, his leg shaking, breathing a little too heavily, and the hands on your waist a bit too tight.

Fuck it, you looked too irresistible helping him like that, looking too cute tying your husband's tie, tongue peeking out, eyebrows furrowed, hands slightly touching his chest.

All of a sudden, he picks you up and throws you in the bed, the bulge in his pants now looking a lot more obvious...

Let's just say you had to help him with his clothes again and that he was late to work.

oh my god.

“oh i’m a feminist. i wanna put a woman on top. and on the back, on her knees”

Ghost’s New neighbour

3am thoughts i guess or whatever.

Tw: Suggestive…

Whatever you do, don't imagine yourself as Simon’s cute little neighbour.

Don't imagine the first day you moved in, how you went to press the button of the elevator to take you to your new apartment, but a large, rough hand beat you to it. Behind you a large, intimidating man that made you shiver from solely his cold presence.

Don't imagine how he'd take up over half of the elevator, filling the space with a scent of musk and…gunpowder? And the elderly couple and their two dogs rushing in at the last second doesn't help, making you squeeze and press against the massive man.

Don't imagine how your skin littered with goosebumps; his stance, demeanour and cold eyes the cause, or maybe it was the tight black compression shirt that outlined his abs, his slightly loose pants that did nothing to hide his sheer size.

Don't imagine how you have to hold in your breath as your ass brushes against his thigh, making you close your eyes as you try to ignore the heat emitting from him. And as if that's not enough to have your mind spiralling, he moves to stand directly behind you, pressing his bulge against the curve of your ass, is he doing it on purpose, or was it really necessary to press the button to his floor, even though you pressed the same number only a few seconds ago?

Whatever you do, don't imagine how he'd slowly rock his hips, casually, in soft waves as his fingers brush against your wrists. you have to pretend as if nothing is wrong as you answer the couple's questions politely, trying go get to know you, trying to be friendly neighbours

“Come over later, 8:30 pm sharp, I don't appreciate tardiness” he’d say in a low tone, his lips inches away from our ear as he slips past you, wanting to get off the elevator first.

I want to eat him but not in a vore way

extremely late-in-the-day daily König sketch😔💤I’m so sleepy

simon riley is buying the engagement ring after he got you inside after a night out at the bar. he heard your sweet little frustrated noises and your soft 'no's when he tried to give you water. and then refused to wear nothing but his xxl hoodie to bed because all other clothes were too "complicated" - whatever that meant.

eventually he got you settled into bed with promises of french toast in the morning - you wanted it now. and while he stayed up for a little bit more, he scrolled online for engagement ring options and wondered if he could measure your ring size while you were asleep beside him.

he couldn't remember, did you want a (lab-grown) diamond or a plain band? maybe when the hangover healed he'd ask you <3

It's a secret...¡! ❞

John 'Soap' Mactavish x female!reader

!!warnings: fluff-angst, stitching, shooting, nothing really ig just Soap being romantic, love at first sight, not too much build up i apologize

English isn't my first language! I apologize for any gramatical mistakes

Soap is in an undercover mission, working as a barista at a famous cafeteria where people come and go everyday. His target? A terrorist that was threatening to blow up the Big Ben, the reasons? Nobody knew.

They had a profile of the terrorist, a man with black hairs, blue eyes, long neck and the tattoo of a star on his wrist. For some reason, that guy seemed to enjoy cold coffee every morning before killing some civils, something sweet to start the day before commiting crimes.

Soap got the morning shift, working from 8am to 3pm everyday, hoping to catch the son of a bitch... And that's where you appear at the story, you arrived there everyday at 10am, ordered some frappuccino with extra cream and milk and then sat down, works for one hour and left

He didn't payed attention to you before the third day or so when he started noticing how frequent you where, entering at 10am and leaving at 11:50am exactly, maybe you were just a perfectionist, maybe you were involved in the terrorist's plan. He learned your name, your order and when he least imagined, he was doing your order before you even arrived at the cafeteria, everything ready one hour before you were there.

His teammates noticed it and kept telling him to focus on the target — not on the pretty girl that showed up everyday and definitely wasn't making his heart beat faster. You had those tired eyes that were captivating and your hair that was messy in the right measure every morning, as if you woke up late and got ready in a hurry.

After a week, the terrorist finally shows up and as expected, a fight starts on the cafeteria and unfortunately, you were one of the civil that got injured, you were hit by a bullet in your arm, the one you used for everything. He hears your screams and he is scared, he only know you for a week and is already so in love with you.

He lets Ghost takes the top on the conflict and rushes to you, kneeling down in front of you while you have your arm bleeding, crying in pain and fear.

"shh, shh, it's okay, it's okay, you'll be okay, It only hit the tissue, your bones are fine, c'mon, you're a strong woman." Soap says in a soft tone, trying to calm you down. You were panicking, of course, you were used to a calm, cozy life and that cafeteria was your favorite place and now there is a shooting happening right in front of your eyes.

Seeing your despair and how intense the shooting was getting, he picks you up and runs with you to the back of the cafeteria, the deposit. He carefully puts you down and picks a first aid kit.

"Look, this is going to hurt okay? Here, have this." He says, looking at you with those worried eyes as he gives you a piece of cloth to bite, He takes tweezers and carefully penetrates the hole in your arm and you screams of discomfort and pain, after a few seconds of pure agony, he manages to take it off. "Look, it wasn't that bad.." he says softly, smiling at you, the piece of cloth in your mouth all wet in tears and saliva, falling into the ground as you pant.

He puts stitches in your arm, they are temporary until you get a better one from a doctor. He takes off a sandwich and orange juice in a box from his backpack and gives it to you, "You must be feeling weak, you lost a lot of blood." You take the sandwich and take a small, weak bite, "Thanks.." you says in a weak, shaky voice.

He smiles and stands up, "stay here, I'm gonna be back in a while." He says and leaves, not without giving you one last look. At least you were safe and that calmed his heart.

The shooting continued but now the terrorist had some backup and almost managed to escape but fortunately, captain Price captured him before he could run away. Soap had a few bruises, Gaz was injured but nothing too serious and Ghost and Price was fine.

He came back to where he left you and... You weren't there, the only thing left behind was the box of orange juice and blood. His heart stops, his legs are weak, his eyes starts watering, where are you? Did he lost you? Did you-

"Ah..it's you, I'm sorry." Your voice comes out of the deposit's boxes and Soap looks around frenetically, you come out from behind one of the boxes, like a cat checking if everything was alright, he runs to you and hugs you, lifting you up.

"Oh god, I thought i had lost you." He cries, hugging you tightly, you hug back, of course, he is your saviour. You had just hid behind the boxes when you heard him coming back, afraid if it wasn't him.

He lets you go after a while and takes your hand, "c'mon, let's get you to a doctor." He says, leading you outside, where a squad of doctos and nurses were helping the injured. He helps you get inside the ambulance and waves at you as the ambulances drives away and you wave back, of course.

He had captured your heart and you captured his but you two couldn't be together... For now.

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Hope you enjoyed it! I think I'm gonna do a second part of this!

My requests are open.