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batwritings · 7 months

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Kinktober Day 26 - Primal Play

Trying out another operator today, Gromsko! (Also sorry for the delay on this one, but I was big tired getting home last night, haha) Enjoy!~

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Your legs were starting to burn from how much you had been running. Your chest was heaving with every breath now, tears streaking your face as the wind whips around you. You never thought you’d get so into this kind of thing, yet here you were.

You’d noticed how pent up Gromsko had been as of late, snapping at nearly anyone he came in contact with. The Polish man was normally pretty easy-going, yet you could hear the Polish grumbling ever time he left a conversation. You couldn’t exactly just let it be, that’s not who you were.

Now when asked about it, that’s where the issue came in, if it could be called that. See, your Polish teammate needed a release, one that would probably be frowned upon if it were done in the confines of the bunks. Hence, you hauling ass out in the tundra behind base.

Unfortunately for you, you were very much unaccustomed to the base’s exterior, having been recently moved from another. You didn’t know the great outdoors that surrounded you all as much as your comrades. So when you, very unceremoniously tripped over a tree root, it was no surprise when Sobieslaw pinned you to the ground.

He too was panting like a rabid dog, so at least you weren’t tired for nothing. “Moja ofiara,” he growls in your ear. You were as pinned as you could get, head pushed into the snow, and your arms held behind your back. “Now I take what’s mine.”

Before you could ask any questions, you felt your pants and underwear being ripped off your lower half. Part of you wanted to complain, but you knew this was part of what you agreed to. Gromsko was acting on instant and you were going to let him.

You were sure to prep yourself before hand as instructed. “I’m not going to be giving you the time to prep in the heat of things,” you had been warned. You knew it was probably meant to be more threatening than it actually came off. Your teammate knew what he was doing better than you did, so you appreciated the heads up.

The shuffling behind you was heard for what felt like ages, before you were suddenly filled right to the brim. Your loud moan was more akin to a scream that mixed with Gromsko’s growling groan. The hand that held your head down comes to grip your hip so hard that you have zero doubts of the bruise that will be there.

Your teammate curses as he fucks into you roughly. Your hole already aches, but the feeling of it being filled is so much greater. The symphony the two of you make is loud enough to wake the dead, but that raw primal feeling overrides everything.

The moment you feel Sobieslaw stop, you go to question him. You’re pulled up by your hair, arms now freed. The other hand hold your hip helps support you, sprawled across your chest. “Kopalnia,” He growls, breath hot against your ear as he nips at your lobe. “Mine. All mine.”

You whimper, noises falling back to moans as the man pounding you starts to litter your neck in bruises and bitemarks. “Mine and mine alone,” he groans as he fucks into you. “Let everyone see, everyone will know.”

You’re not sure if it was the adrenaline, or simply the raw-ness to the act, but you start responding. “All yours Gromsko,” you tell him breathlessly. “Make me yours…! Mmn…! Breed me…!”

Again you draw out the most feral growl you’ve ever heard a human make. The hand on your hip slides forward to start rubbing and stroking your sex roughly. You’ve started to make your own rhythm, grinding your body down with what leverage you can find to meet Gromsko’s thrusts.

Between the rough fucking and attention to your sex, it’s all begun to become too much. Not in a bad way, no; it was better than you’d ever felt. “Moja ofiara is close huh?” your Polish “captor” muses, voice dark and sinister. “Let me feel you.”

You certainly don’t need to be told twice. Your orgasm hits you hard, harder than you’ve ever felt before. The addition of Gromsko still pounding away inside you only made the pleasure hit you harder like a punch to the gut. But y’know… in a good way.

You’re about to complain as the pleasure starts to shift to pain and overstimulation when you hear him growl one final time as he finishes inside you. The both of you are still for the moment, panting heavily as you come down from your respective highs. Slowly, you feel the hand on your chest start to rub in a slow circle.

“Breathe kochanie,” he tells you, voice soft and low. “You did well for me. I feel…sated.” A warmth blossoms in your chest from his words. Unfortunately, it does little to offset the cold that was now starting to seep into your skin. Gromsko chuckles softly as he feels you start to shiver against him.

“Come, let’s get you warmed up.”

#bat writes #cod x reader #cod smut #gromsko x reader #gromsko smut #sobieslaw gromsko kościuszko

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linkemon · 8 months

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Polish headcanons 1

Friendly reminder that English is not my first language. You can check my Masterlists both in English and Polish here.

These headcanons are very specific and mostly done because I write in Polish so I know my culture so don't be dissapointed if you don't get why they're funny.

- zloty is a polish currency

- Whisky, my wife is a song called Whisky, moja żono. Same goes for Golden Chrysanthemus which is Chryzantemy Złociste.

- Carlo Rossi is one of the cheapest student wine you can buy in a popular shops called Biedronka.

- Drink milk, you will be tall! was a popular campaign in Poland which advertise drinking milk for kids in order for them to become healthy.

Aether and Lumine regularly invite you to their block of flats. Poland, like Poland, is full of different people. It's time to listen to the rumors about the twins' closer and further neighbours...

The neighbourhood bar team

✧ Venti has literally started something like a drunken gang in the area. He is known for his exploits when drunk. The first time you met him, you thought he was insane because he tried to explain things to you about cats, allergies, and playing the lyre...

✧ On the good side, Venti is a harmless kind of drunk. He'll babble but you know he wouldn't hurt you. Especially if you toss him a zloty from time to time, for which he will gladly treat you with a fragment of an improvised cover: "Whisky, my wife". If he is in a very sad mood, the estate can count on the incredibly loud "Golden Chrysanthemums".

✧ Drinking alone is not recommended. You can also find Venti's glass companion in the bar. If that's what you call someone who doesn't like their neighbour. He is a textbook example of how you can hate your neighbour and still make peace over a bottle of liquor.

✧ Somehow it has become that Zhongli, a wine connoisseur, drinks it with a friend who is ready to drink any Carlo Rossi from Biedronka and be happy. Nobody disputes it, it just is.

✧ Interestingly, Zhongli is always short of cash to get drunk. He borrows from whomever he can, especially from the neighbourhood gang star Childe. Every time Zhongli accosts you, you have to be ready for a long talk that will eventually force you to throw him a few bucks.

✧ The honorable shrine where the two aforementioned gentlemen spend their days is Diluc's bar. Angel's Share has nothing to do with angels, despite the name. The dark hole is run by a bartender who proclaims his aversion to alcohol.

✧ This reluctance does not prevent him from running a small business and pouring drinks to guests as long as they have money and stand on two legs.

✧ Rumor has it that Diluc attends A. A. meetings. These are rumors spread by his mischievous brother. Or at least that's what your neighbourhood surveillance sources say.

Gossip girls

✧ Someone must be the purveyor of the gossip circulating around the neighbourhood. Heizou is the perfect man for the job. Allegedly, he never has time due to his job as a private detective and so he follows the lives of his neighbours all day long.

✧ He is the definition of community monitoring. He hides well but you often see his head hidden behind the curtains anyway.

✧ Likes to flirt with the people he talks to. Even on the street, so be careful. If someone passes this test, they can count on new information.

✧ A completely different example of a gossip girl is Thoma. The boy does literally nothing but talks to the neighbours all day long. He doesn't need to look out the window because people will tell him what he needs. In the store, on the street, anywhere!

✧ Thoma works as a cleaner in the twins' staircase after hours. You often see him wearing a funny red bandana on his head and with a mop in his hand. He greets you pleasantly, and that's something among a nation of surly people.

Food delivery

✧ The one courier who will always deliver the package? This is Kirara. The girl works in probably every possible courier company in this country. DHL, Inpost, the list goes on... Totally everywhere!

✧ Last time she brought you and the twins food from Uber Eats and you couldn't understand why since you had just passed her in the neighbourhood when she was putting packages in the parcel locker. But you have to admit that the food is always hot and you've never had a complaint.

✧ Kirara always tries to send information about in how much she will arrive via messengers. She loves the cat emoji and you will see it in every message. Maybe that's why she bought herself headphones in the shape of cat ears and runs around with them everywhere...

The seniors' last hope

✧ There will always be that one doctor for whom there are no complaints. This perfectly describes Baizhu. Is anything hurting you? Go to him. Apparently, the queues at the National Health Fund are not as tragic as in others, which is a big plus!

✧ Aether and Lumine can swear that if there's anyone willing to patiently listen to all the pains of the elderly, it's this doctor. With his angelic patience, he works wonders.

✧ He walks with a cane and everyone says he looks like Dr. House. He brushes it off with a smile, saying that he doesn't actually watch TV and doesn't know the show.

✧ He receives at the clinic together with Qiqi. A very little nurse whose age everyone is arguing about. Some say she is very young, others say the opposite. Either way, no one would know the truth from her.

✧ Qiqi doesn't seem like a bad person and she definitely has the skills needed but she's not very communicative if I may say so. She doesn't seem to remember patients and very quickly forgets what you talked to her about.

✧ QIqi sips milk all the time, but the slogan: Drink milk, you will be tall! didn't work in her case.

The neighbourhood gang

✧ Doctor Baizhu patches up people even after gang fights. Not that he likes it but he doesn't really have a choice. One such member is Ajax, or Childe or Tartaglia. In fact, it doesn't matter what he is called, he probably has a dozen other aliases.

✧ Childe joined Fatui a long time ago. Since then, he has been wearing a white T-shirt, gray tracksuits and a black jacket with the logo of his team. The whole look is complemented by clinking chains and a Slavic crouch.

✧ He can and likes to fight. He's challenged the twins to a fight a few times already, even though they're not part of any gang because they train in martial arts. Apparently because he's bored. You're lucky he hasn't hit you yet.

✧ His favourite place is the carpet hanger behind the block of flats. He can also be found there, often lending money for wine to Zhongli.

✧ Another person from the same gang is Scaramouche. Better to look across the street when passing by. He's always barking something nasty. A traditional Polish bunch of profanity is his domain.

✧ It's rumored that he comes from a pathological family and his mother left him but from what you know from Heizou, that's not entirely true. It looks like he moved out on his own. She allegedly often beat him with a rubber flap and loved her job more than him.

✧ Scaramouche, unlike Childe, has even less qualms about beating up his neighbours, so it's best not to sniff around and get out of his way.

#genshin impact x reader #poland #headcanons #over teyvat #venti x reader #zhongli x reader #childe x reader #diluc x reader #baizhu x reader #qiqi x reader #scaramouche x reader #kirara x reader #heizou x reader #thoma x reader

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peonierose · 3 months

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Moja Ruža

Book: Crimes of Passion

Pairing: Rose De Luca (F!MC) x Trystan Thorne (M!MC)

Words: 2,5k

Rating: General

TW: None

Summary: Trystan has a surprise in store for Rose on Valentine‘s Day.

A/N: Moja Ruža is a Bosnian term of endearment, and it means ”My Rose“ or even ”Rose of mine“. There will be other mentions of Bosnian culture so I hope you give this story a try.

Side note: I added some social media edits and some edits for cocktails inspired by this story. I am by no means a cocktail expert, so please let me know if you try any of the cocktails and if they’re good 🥰

Trystan

What do buy for a woman you love and for a woman who’s not exactly a Valentine‘s Day type of woman?

You go and ask her friends and colleagues for advice.

”Luke. How’s it going? I brought you some coffee and a cherry Danish.“

I placed a steaming cup of coffee and a freshly baked cherry Danish on his table.

Luke eyes both those things, before he looked at me. I smiled back innocently as if I had no care in the world.

”Yeah that innocent act isn’t going to work. What do you want?“ Luke asked as he bit into his cherry Danish.

”Well if you’re calling me out like that, I need a favor. It’s for Rose. As you know Valentine‘s Day is coming up and I wanted to plan something romantic for Rose.“

”Then go and do that.“ Luke shrugged.

”Well I don’t know what she likes or doesn’t like.“ I said pleading.

”Well then go and ask her.“

”I know I should’ve asked Ruby.“ I muttered.

”Asked me what?“ Ruby‘s voice came from behind me.

I turned as the door to the office opened and Ruby walked in. She was in her lab coat, her dark skin glowed beautifully in the dim light. Luke is a lucky guy to have found Ruby.

”Great, let's get everyone involved.“ Luke groaned and I sighed.

”Well I was asking Luke for some advice,“ I admitted.

”You thought asking Luke was a smart idea?“ Ruby asked while she chewed on a bite of cherry danish.

”Come on. I can be romantic.“ Luke exclaimed.

”Really? Remember last year on Valentine‘s Day?“ Ruby asked.

”That tech expo was fun, and we had some amazing dinner afterward.“

”You’re right, dinner was great.“ Ruby smiled and kissed his cheek, making Luke blush fiercely.

”You want some real advice?“ Ruby turned to me and asked.

”Desperately.“ I said and Ruby laughed. Luke turned to me and snickered, Ruby moved his head and turned it towards his computer screen shutting him up in turn.

I tried to hide my grin but failed.

”Look Trystan we both know that Rose isn’t into big romantic gestures. She loves romance, but that doesn’t mean she’d enjoy a romantic 12-course meal at some fancy restaurant. You know Rose. I’m sure you’ll find the perfect Valentine‘s Day gift or activity for her.“

I kissed Ruby on her cheek.

”You’re a lifesaver Ruby thank you.“

”Hey I helped too.“ Luke chimes in. I grinned and shook my head at him.

”You really didn’t. Enjoy your cherry danish.“ I said and noticed the cherry danish was eaten by Ruby.

”Oh man, my bribe.“ Luke said, getting sad eyes.

”Lucky for you. I brought another one.“ I said and handed him the Danish.

”You’re the man.“ Luke said and bit into his cherry Danish, a blissful look crossed his face.

I waves and left them in the office to go and plan a date for Rose.

My mind was made up, as I walked with purpose to the bar owned and operated by Rose‘s uncle Tommy.

As I entered the bar a few stragglers and regulars looked up from their drinks. When they noticed it’s just another bargoer, they returned to their drinks and conversations.

Tommy was wiping down the mahogany bar counter and he looked up when I entered and took a seat at the bar.

”Trystan what brings you by?“ He asked while he pulled out his top-shelf whiskey.

”Oh I’m not here for a drink.“ I said and Tommy placed the bottle back onto the shelf.

”Is the world ending?“ Tommy chuckled.

I grinned as I played with a wooden coaster.

”I truly hope not. Listen, I'm actually here to ask you for a favor.“ I said.

”Alright.“

”Valentine‘s Day is tomorrow and I was wondering if I could rent your bar for the night? I’ve been racking my brain about what to do for Rose and I thought something nice and intimate would be a good idea. So what do you say?“ I bit my lip, unsure if Rose‘s uncle will agree.

”Look, I'll set everything up. You don’t need to do anything,“ I tried to sell the idea even harder to Tommy.

”Trystan.“ Tommy said and I closed my mouth with a snap.

”Listen Trystan, Rose is my niece and I want her to be happy, and you make her happy. So you can have the bar for as long as you need.“ He said and smiled at me.

I leaned over the counter and gave him a kiss on his cheek, Tommy winced.

”Alright, enough with the gratitude. A simple thank you is enough.“ He put his right hand on his cheek and wiped away my cheek kiss.

”Oh, my dear Tommy. I don’t do simple. Mile grazie Tommy.“

”Yeah. Yeah.“ He grinned and I waved goodbye as I raced home to prepare everything.

Rose

God. I’m bone tired. Every case is difficult, but this one was hard on so many levels. I am so glad to finally be home.

Telling a woman her husband is cheating and bringing proof? Yeah, it’s heartbreaking.

Ms. Bukowski hired me two weeks ago because she had a hunch about her husband being unfaithful. We both wanted it to not be true, but sadly it was.

Now Mrs. Bukowski filed a divorce and is moving to her sister in New Jersey. Maybe a change of scenery and the company of her loved ones will help her to soothe some of the aches and pain.

I put the key into the lock and after a few turns I entered the apartment I shared with Trystan. The lights were out, and only the busy street lights of downtown New York shone into the apartment. Casting a bronze and golden glow.

I put my keys on the small dresser by the front door.

I walked further inside, and saw there’s a light pink envelope sitting on the kitchen table.

I turned it around and it said, »Otvori me« in Bosnian, then I saw an arrow pointing to turn the envelope around and I saw the English translation »Open me«.

I sighed and looked around the apartment we share.

”Trystan? This isn’t funny. If you are playing some weird cat-and-mouse game or hide-and-seek? It’s not funny.“

I noticed I’m alone at home. I pulled out my phone and speed-dialed Trystan’s number.

His deep timbre greeted me.

”Why hello Rosa. I assume you’re on your way?“ Trystan asked me.

I could hear glasses clink and wondered what he prepared this time.

”I found the letter just now.“ I said.

”Alright then I’ll let you read the letter and then you can call me back.“

With those words, he disconnected the call and I stared at my phone in disbelief.

”Alright I’ll read the letter.“ I sighed as I read the letter inside the envelope.

All it has is an address. An address I know very well. It’s the address to my uncle Tommy’s bar.

Then I read on.

»P.S. Wear the dress and shoes. You’ll find the outfit in our bedroom.«

Note in hand I followed the instructions only to find a light pink box on our bed, it’s the same color as the envelope.

When I opened the box I found a red satin dress. With spaghetti straps and a leg slit. As well as black strappy heels.

I sighed and smiled. This must’ve been Marguerite’s work. Trystan’s sister is a genius when it comes to fashion.

I’m not exactly the type for heels but I’ll wear them for tonight and only for Trystan.

As I hugged the dress I smiled because Trystan can always make me smile even on a bad day.

I took a quick shower in the adjoining bathroom. Put on the dress Trystan chose for me, the shoes, and some light make-up.

Deciding to leave my shoulder-length dark brown hair open and free. I put on some spritzers of my favorite perfume ”Black Opium“ and I’m ready to go. I give Trystan a call as I’m about to exit the building.

”I take it you’re ready Rosa?“

I smiled at the warmth in his tone.

”Yes I’m ready to go and I’ll be there in a bit.“

”Alright Rosa. I’ll be waiting.“ We hang up and I‘m on my way to see Trystan’s surprise.

Trystan

I put my phone on the counter and I got everything ready.

From the food, to the special cocktails, I’m going to mix. I figured I’d just make us a special drink.

I wanted tonight to be special, not because it’s Valentine’s Day, but because I wanted us to have a nice dinner and drinks. Without other people being there.

We’re not big on romance but from time to time we need to relax too.

I’m about to set the table when I hear the door opening and turn around.

And it’s like the first time we met. Rose still makes my heart beat faster and simply takes my breath away.

It’s the simplicity that drew me in. I walked closer to her.

”You look stunning, Rosa.“ I have started using that nickname and it stuck.

She smiled at me, her hazel eyes imbued with hints of green are lit from within with joy and I smiled back at her.

”Well you chose well. Give Marguerite my thanks.“

”What makes you think Marguerite had anything to do with choosing the dress? Maybe I chose it myself.“ I smirked.

”And did you?“ She asked as I scooted the chair back and she sat down.

”Well fine. Marguerite did help me. But I knew you’d look good in red which you do.“ I said.

”Thank you. So what’s all this? What are we celebrating?“ She asked as she discarded her coat and put it on an empty chair. Meanwhile, I went to the bar to get the food.

”Well I thought it would be nice if we had dinner. Just the two of us, and not just because it’s Valentine‘s Day. I thought something intimate would do the trick. I tried writing a poem but I suck at poems. I just couldn’t find the right words so that it actually rhymed.“ I admitted a flush of embarrassment staining my cheeks.

”That’s okay, I don’t need fancy poems or gestures. I just need you. That’s all.“ She smiled softly at me and I can see the sincerity in her eyes.

I smiled as I brought over two plates and cutlery.

Then I put down a pot of ”Bosanksi lonac“ it’s a slow-cooking Bosnian stew. It’s a hearty dish. Using beef, various vegetables among some of the main ingredients. And of course some freshly baked bread to dip into the stew.

”Oh my god this smells incredible.“ She closed her eyes and a look of pure bliss crossed her soft features.

”Wait until you try it.“ I said and put some on her plate.

We both dug in. And talked here and there in between the meals.

”I can’t remember the last time I’ve had such a good meal.“

I grinned, proud I made it. Well, I called the kitchen staff in Drakovia, and our head chef ”Alana“ guided me through the steps of making it.

But still, I made it myself. It’s my go-to dish for when I need something warm and nostalgic. Today I got to share it with Rose. Nothing beats that.

”I do have one more surprise.“ I said as I cleaned the dishes away.

”What else could there be?“ Rose asked and wanted to help me with the dishes but I waved her away.

”I made us some cocktails. Or well I gathered ingredients to make us some cocktails.“

She grinned and leaned on the bar counter.

”Really? This I got to see.“

I grinned and gathered all the ingredients to make it. Jasmine and rose gin, raspberry syrup, elderflower and rose tonic water, a dash of pink pepper and some rose petals for garnish

”It’s called ”Kiss from a Rose“. It has jasmine and rose gin, raspberry syrup, elderflower and rose tonic water, a dash of pink pepper and some rose petals for garnish.“ I said and Rose grinned widely at me.

I mixed everything up, shook it and poured it into coupe glasses.I handed her one glass and she took a sip.

”And?“ My voice had an impatient clip to it.

”Mhh. This is actually really good. It has a kick to it because of the pink pepper, but the sugarcane sugar cuts away some of the spice. It’s really nice. And you made this for me?“

I nodded and she smiled.

”Alright then let me return the favor.“

I put my head to the side not following her words.

”What do you mean?“

”Let me make you a cocktail?“ She said and I moved to the side.

”You know how to make cocktails?“

”Move over. And yes I do know how to make cocktails.“

I watched her take some ingredients, add liquor, mix it all up, and serve it up to me.

”Enjoy your cocktail.“

”Oh this looks nice. What’s the name of the cocktail?“ I stared at the drink.

”It’s called ”The Thorne.“ Rose grinned.

”My heart melts knowing you named a cocktail after me. Also since when do you know how to mix up cocktails? Do you have secret talents I know nothing about?“

”Really Trystan? My uncle owns this bar. But to answer your question it was usually when I was high-strung working a case. I found when I was stuck with a case, I tried mixing cocktails or baking. One of those two. It was helping me focus on something else besides the case I was working on.“ She leaned on the counter as I take another sip and finish up the drink.

”Just be warned I’ve had a lot of alcohol in my life. So I have high expectations.“

”No? Really? Drink up, Thorne.“ Her eyes went wide before they returned to their normal size.

”I love it when you boss me around.“ I gave her a kiss on her cheek.

”Stop stalling and drink the damn cocktail.“ She laughed.

I took a sip and I’m pleasantly surprised. Hints of orange add a nice contrast to the sharpness of the liquor. I’m guessing a smoky whiskey.

I put the glass down and looked at Rose.

”And?“ She asked.

”A little impatient are we? Let me savor the taste.“

”You’re impossible. Just tell me.“ Rose groaned, making me smile even wider.

I leaned over to her and kissed her deeply.

”I take that as a good sign?“ She says, biting her lip nervously. Wondering if I’ll like it.

”Oh yes. It packs quite a punch, but there are subtle notes that make me go back for more, like orange and something else I can’t name.“

”It’s cinnamon. And it’s just like you. You always make me want you more. So I’m glad the drink could represent that.“

”You know we could combine our cocktails. They’re both excellent.“

Rose grinned and pulled me closer for another kiss. Until we’re both chest to chest. Our hearts are beating in sync.

”Or we could combine one. And call it Thorns and Roses.“ She suggested.

I smiled against her soft lips.

”I just hope the cocktail will taste good if we combine it.“

“Oh, it will. Trust me.“ She put her hands against my chest and we reveled in the glow of our love.

They both grinned at each other. I extended my hand to Rose.

”May I have this dance?“

”There’s no music.“

I clicked on a button on my phone, and suddenly the first notes of Nora Jones ’ live song »Sunrise« play softly in the background.

”You put on my favorite song.“ She sighed as she took my hand and we slowly danced together in the dim light, while enclosed in our pink bubble of love and serenity.

Bonus:

#Moja Ruža #Rose De Luca (F!MC) x Trystan Thorne (M!MC)#Crimes of Passion #Valentine‘s Day #CFWC

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