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agent-grey-fics · 4 months

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Breaking Point | Part 2 of ‘You don’t belong here’

Who: Denver x reader

Wordcount: 3400

Summary: After a chaotic heist at the Royal Mint, you find yourself shot and fighting for your life. Denver, determined to prioritize saving you over the heist, resorts to extreme measures to ensure your safety. Will you survive this?

Warnings: Violence, sexual tension, injury, trauma, language

Part 2 of You don’t belong here, you can read it here: X

A loud bang echoed through the Royal Mint. Denver and Tokyo exchanged a confused look. ‘Was that a gunshot?’ Without wasting time, they ran toward the entrance hall where they had gathered the hostages. Taking two steps at a time as they ran down the stairs. ‘What the fuck is going on?’ Tokyo yelled towards Berlin when she saw Rio on his knees, hunched over your body. Oslo and Moscow held the hostages at gunpoint, here and there a cry sounded in disbelief. A smug grin hung on Berlin’s lips, a young woman stood trembling on her legs behind him. He was disgusting, using fear to fulfil his own needs. ‘I told her to stay in line, she should not meddle in other people’s business.’ Denver could not grasp the image before his eyes.

You lay motionless on the ground, Rio pressed his hands hard on your stomach and Nairobi looked in disbelief at Berlin casually holding a revolver in his hand. ‘He fucking shot her.’ When these words reached Denver’s ears he launched himself forward, toward the older gangster. ‘I’m going to fucking kill him!’ Denver was screaming at the top of his lungs. Tokyo did her best to stop her friend, clinging to his waist. But he was too strong. With a simple shove, he pushed her off him and she fell to the ground with a thud. Berlin pointed the gun at the young robber. “I warned her.” Denver seemed unimpressed and continued to run in his direction. Before Berlin had the chance to shoot at him, Denver had worked him to the ground and his fist collided with his jaw. ‘You piece of shit.’ Berlin resisted fiercely, allowing Denver only a few good hits at his face and body. ‘Enough!’ Tokyo crawled upright again and tried to pull Denver off of him with all her strength but it had no effect. ‘Denver stop, she needs you!’ It was Rio screaming over his shoulder to the frantic man. It wasn’t until Helsinki marched towards the two and pulled Denver backwards onto the ground with little effort that the fight stopped.

‘You need to calm down and help me carry her towards the office space where we stationed Arturo.’ The Serb remained calm and began handing out orders to the other group members. He went into his military mode. ‘You stay the fuck here because if I see you near her again I’ll fucking kill you myself, understood?’ Berlin could only nod irritably when he heard the Serb’s words. ‘Rio and Nairobi, keep a fucking eye on him and if he tries something funny shoot him in the leg.’ ‘Yes sir!’ Nairobi gave him a military salute. ‘Tolyo, Oslo, Moscow stay with the hostages.’

Denver quickly crawled back on his feet and ran toward you, still lying on the floor. ‘Baby, come on open your eyes.’ His hands were trembling as he gently placed them on your face. ‘You need to apply pressure where she was shot.’ Rio nodded towards your abdomen, blood flowed down his fingers. ‘Pressure.’ Denver mumbled to himself. As Denver applied pressure onto your stomach, memories of your moments together flooded his mind. The laughter, the shared glances, the intimacy you had discovered amid chaos. Denver, usually calm under pressure, found himself teetering on the edge of despair. ‘Please babe.’

Helsinki sank to his knees next to Rio, pushing his hands away so he could place a makeshift tourniquet onto the gaping hole in your abdomen. ‘Come on sweety let’s get you patched up.’ Denver gently placed you in his arms so he could carry you towards the office space which now served as a makeshift hospital. His heart raced as he carried your limp body, your blood stained his hands, and the gravity of the situation pressed down on him like a heavyweight. Berlin had jeopardised everything, he wasn’t done with him. The heist was already stressful and chaotic since Arturo got shot on the roof. But Denver couldn’t afford to lose you, he was going to do everything in his power to make sure you were going to make it.

‘Do you see the irony of it?’ Helsinki mumbled to him as they placed her body on a table next to Arturo. ‘She was supposed to patch us up, not the other way around.’ Denver gently stroked your hair; he was afraid you were going to break under his touch. ‘I swear to god that I’ll kill Berlin for this. The bastard.’ His eyes became watery and he blinked a few times so his vision was no longer blurred. Helsinki patted him on the back. ‘Come on, your girl needs you.’ A shaky sigh left his lips. ‘Okay, what do you need from me?’ Helsinki listed a series of materials he needed. In the confined space, he sought any medical supplies he could find. Realizing quickly that they didn’t have everything they needed. Helsinki tried his best to stabilize the girl he learned to love as a sister. ‘We’re going to do everything we can bro.’ Denver just nodded, he already knew what he was going to do.

Denver’s eyes were fixed on the makeshift hospital room, where Helsinki worked tirelessly to stabilize you. The urgency in the air was palpable, heightened by the earlier chaos of Arturo getting shot on the roof and of Berlin shooting you out of nowhere. Denver’s mind raced, a plan forming like a storm in his thoughts.

As Helsinki barked orders for supplies, Denver’s gaze shifted to the entrance of the Royal Mint. The deal with the police had brought surgeons to attend to Arturo, but Denver couldn’t let them focus solely on him. He had to make a bold move to ensure the surgeons would save you first.

Without a second thought, Denver bolted from the room, gun drawn, his heart pounding in his chest. He reached the entrance hall where the surgeons were setting up to attend to Arturo. Determination etched on his face, Denver intercepted the lead surgeon, a middle-aged man in a white coat. ‘Listen, you’re not working on Arturo first,’ Denver declared, his voice low and intense as he pressed the gun against the doctor’s temple. Nairobi gasped for air as she saw his move. ‘Denver, what the fuck are you doing?’. ‘She’s dying! I cannot let her die, I won’t let her die!’ Tears were welling up in his eyes again. The surgeon, taken aback, stammered, ‘But we’re here to help the hostages, that’s the deal with the police.’ Rio cautiously approached his friend. ‘Bro, think this through. We must be careful here, they are just aid workers doing their jobs.’ Denver shook his head. ‘No, they’re helping her first. Then they can help him.’ Rio raised his hands in surrender. ‘Okay, okay. I’ll go and get her here. Stay calm.’ Denver’s eyes bore into the surgeon’s around the table. “You’re going to help her first,” he pointed back toward the makeshift hospital. ‘She’s dying, and she doesn’t have time to wait for your bureaucratic protocols. Do you understand?!’

The surgeons hesitated, caught between the demand and their professional obligations. Denver, fueled by desperation and love, leaned in closer. ‘If you don’t help her, you’ll have a bloodbath on your hands. I’ll fucking kill them all.’ There was a tense moment of silence, and then they nodded, realizing the severity of the situation. Denver led him back to the room where Helsinki was working. The surgeon assessed the situation quickly, understanding the gravity of your condition.

‘Alright,’ the surgeon said, taking charge. "Hook her up to the monitor and prep a sterile field for the equipment. Now, someone assist me.’. Denver, feeling a mix of relief and determination, jumped in to assist. The room buzzed with urgency as the surgeon and the makeshift medical team worked together. Denver stole glances at you, hoping against hope that the medical intervention would be enough to save you.

As the surgeons worked to stabilise you, Denver couldn’t shake off the guilt and anger toward Berlin. He vowed silently to make the older gangster pay for what he had done. The heist had taken an even darker turn, and Denver was willing to break any rule, defy any expectation, to ensure the woman he loved would survive.

‘Clamp!’ The surgeon ordered his colleagues as he poked at you with tweezers. 'I can see the bullet, wait I-’ A clanging sound resounded as the bullet fell into the metal dish. Denver breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the metal ball on the table. ‘Needle and thread, I have to be quick.’. With determination, he began suturing the wound. 'Give her a bag of O- too, she’s going to need it.’ Denver watched with wide eyes as they hooked you up to an IV so you could get enough blood again. "Are you sure she can get O-? The surgeon nodded. 'Universal donor.’ ’ He muttered as he tied the last loop. ‘This is all we can do for her inside here, if you let her go outside with us we can guarantee her safety.’ Denver immediately shook his head. 'No, no if she goes out, she’ll get at least 30 years in prison. Is she stable?’ The surgeon nodded. 'Then she stays here.’

Helsinki moved the table you were lying on to the corner of the room. Denver followed on your heels. As soon as the Serbian led the surgeons toward Arturo, he sank down on his knees. 'We should have left while we still had the chance. I knew it. He dropped the weapon beside him and grasped his hair desperately. ‘You’re going to be okay, you have to be okay. I’m not walking out of here without you’.

You could hear what Denver was saying to you but you weren’t able to respond, you were in a strange twilight zone. You weren’t awake but you weren’t unconscious either, you had felt all the pain, it was burning. It was a strange state you were in.

Denver stormed down the stairs straight to the entrance hall with an assault rifle in hand. ‘Denv-’ Tokyo tried to reason with him but it was to no avail. He put his Dali mask back on and pointed the rifle at Berlin’s face who was sitting on the ground near the hostages. ‘Get up.’ A cocky grin appeared on his lips. ‘What didn’t your girl make it?’ Denver was seeing red. ‘I’m going to ask you one more time and if you don’t listen I’ll blow your brains out.’ He raised his hands in surrender and stood up. He didn’t want to risk it to see if he was bluffing or not. ‘Towards the entrance.’ Denver pointed his gun towards the massive door that was shielding them from the outside. ‘You’re kidding?’ He shook his head. ‘Rio, go open the fucking door.’ Rio didn’t waste a second and ran towards his computer. ‘Everyone up, masks on and weapons at the ready!’ Tokyo yelled towards the hostages. They all obeyed and stood in a V-shape behind Denver, all their weapons pointed at Berlin. Nairobi casually walked toward him and pulled the Dali mask from his hands. ‘Didn’t think so.’ She took her place next to Rio at the door. ‘Rio, now!’.

Before anyone could object, the young man opened the doors. 'Drive him out. The crowd stepped forward evenly with their weapons drawn so Berlin had no choice but to walk out of the bank. ‘Adios bastard!’ Nairobi shouted. The police did not understand what was happening, one of them was thrown out of the bank. Without a mask. Within seconds they had his name: Andrés de Fonollosa. The special units marched forward and charged him. His hands were harshly held behind his back and they dragged him into the interrogation tent. As Berlin looked over his shoulder one last time, Denver raised his middle finger at him. One last sign of envy.

Rio closed the doors before the police fully realized what just happened. When they were fully closed, Tokyo pulled off her mask. 'The professor is going to kill you. How are we ever supposed to get out of here alive?’ 'Calm down, we’ll find a solution to it. Besides, I don’t think I was the only one who wanted him out.’ Denver looked at the other gang members. Rio and Nairobi nodded in agreement; the others shrugged. 'He was just there to perform fear on the hostage takers, he had no real job. I’ll take over his duties. We’ll get out of here, with the money as agreed. Promise.’ Tokyo wearily stroked a hand through her hair. 'I hope you’re right Denver.’

Three days had passed and you still hadn’t awakened. The gang members had planned out a rotation so there was always someone sitting by your side. It was Denver’s turn. He held your hand and absently stroked your knuckles with his thumb. 'We haven’t discussed where we would go when we walk out of here.’ He muttered more to himself than to you. ‘I thought we were going to live on a remote island and party on the beach every night?’ Your voice was hoarse and your throat hurt from days of not speaking. ‘What happened?’ You tried to sit up but a hellish twinge of pain stopped you. Your face twisted in pain. Denver was in shock. ‘You’re awake,’ he muttered to himself, ‘you’re alive.’ He gently pushed you down so that you were back on the table. 'No, don’t move too much. Berlin shot you. Don’t worry I made him pay.’ Confusion was on your face. 'How long was I out for?’ Denver gently stroked hair out of your face. 'Three days, we leave in two hours.’ He stroked a strand of hair behind your ear. 'I’d never have left you behind, Helsinki and I made a stretcher.’ 'What happened to Berlin?’ Denver chuckled irritably, an angry expression crossed his face. 'We handed him over to the police. He crossed the line, we’re a team and he betrayed you.' Flashes of Berlin forcing a woman into sexual acts moved before your eyes again. 'I couldn’t let him have his way,’ you muttered. 'I know sweetheart, I know.’

You had completely forgotten about the Professor, how would he have reacted? "El Professor? Denver saw the question in your eyes. 'He was angry, but he understood our reaction. We couldn’t trust him anymore.’ You nodded gently, thankfully he wasn’t the most important link you thought to yourself. How could you have been so wrong about someone, he seemed to be a strong leader type when he was just a pervert.

'Would you like to try standing and walking around a bit?’ You bit the inside of your cheek and nodded. ‘Come on, I’ll help you.’ Denver stood up again and placed a strong arm around your shoulders to gently help you upright so you were in a sitting position. ‘Take a deep breath baby.’ He mumbled when he saw the painful grimace on your face. Air filled your lungs when you did what he said. You resisted the pain and swung your legs over the edge of the table. 'Put your arm around my shoulders so I can support you.’ Obediently, you did as he asked of you and clung to his neck. He gently wrapped one arm around your lower back and the other along the front of your hips. He was careful so he didn’t touch the gunshot wound. ‘On three, one, two, three.’ You got to your feet. It was a strange feeling, they felt very heavy but that was probably because you had been lying on an uncomfortable table for three days. Everything was a little stiff. Cautiously taking some steps, Denver did not leave your side afraid you would fall. ‘And?’ His voice was hoarse. ‘I’m a bit sore and not the good kind.’ His laughter roared through the room. 'I can take care of that in a few days when you’re feeling better.’ Blood rushed to your cheeks. 'Don’t be so vulgar.’ Before he could object, the office door flew open and Helsinki walked in. ‘You’re awake?’ A grin spread across his lips. ‘You’re awake!’ The Serb walked toward you but Denver raised his hand protectively. 'Gunshot wound and haven’t been awake for three days, be careful big boy.’ Helsinki rolled his eyes before gently wrapping his arms around your frame. 'Oh I am so glad you’re okay. I hadn’t doubted my ability for a moment but still.’ You laughed softly. ‘Thank you, I owe you my life.’ He shook his head. 'Well, I did a lot but if Denver hadn’t obliged the surgeons for Arturo to help you I don’t think we would be standing here now.’ You looked at Denver with a raised eyebrow. He had a sheepish expression on his face. ‘I might have held them at gunpoint until they agreed to operate on you,’ he admitted. Your mouth fell open in astonishment. ‘Dude, they’re EMT’s. You gotta show them some respect.’ He nodded. ‘I know, but I was panicking, and we couldn’t do everything because we didn’t have the right equipment. They were our only option. Your only option.’ You nodded. ‘Bring me to the others so we can leave here as soon as possible, please.’ The three of you walked towards the large entrance hall where everyone had gathered. ‘Havana!’ Nairobi exclaimed upon seeing you coming down the stairs. Tokyo and Rio turned around when they heard her scream. Moscow winked at his son, who couldn’t contain a grin. ‘Sorry I couldn’t help more,’ you mumbled as you stood among the others. Everyone expressed relief that you had pulled through and assured you that everything was going smoothly. ‘We’re leaving in 30 minutes.’ Helsinki announced. Everyone nodded. ‘Let’s do this.’

2 months later

The two of you lay side by side on the sun-soaked sands of the deserted island, the rhythmic sound of gentle waves providing a soothing backdrop. With the golden sun kissing your skin, you took turns applying sunscreen, laughter dancing in the air as you playfully teased each other. ‘Give me a kiss.’ It wasn’t a question, he ordered you but you didn’t mind. You crawled towards him and straddled his lap, one knee on each side of him. ‘Told you we would end up on an island.’ You mumbled before you pressed your lips softly on his. He hummed in agreement. You placed your arms loosely around his neck and his hands slowly crept up. First over your thighs until they found a spot above the edge of your bikini bottoms. You leaned back a little so you could look at him. 'I could do this forever. Just the two of us on a deserted island.’ He nodded in agreement. ‘I assumed this was forever from now.’ He had that boyish grin on his face that you loved so much. ‘If we’re really going to do this, then-’ You didn’t finish your sentence and kissed him again, more intensely than before. You fought for dominance as your tongues swirled around each other. He didn’t just give in. His hands moved a little higher and he played with the string of your bikini top. Tired of his wait-and-see attitude, you untied the string yourself, followed by the string at your neck, causing the top to fall between you. 'I thought you promised me I was going to be sore? Or am I remembering that wrong?’ He didn’t wait a second and pushed you back into the sand. His lips found the pulse point on your neck. He sucked it gently until the stinging sensation earned a moan from you, then soothed it with his tongue. 'Havana you drive me crazy.’ he mumbled against your neck. ‘Call me y/n, please call me y/n.’ He was stunned for a few seconds and pushed himself up on his arms so he could look at you. ‘Y/n’ he mumbled, a grin appearing on his face. ‘My actual name is Daniel, but everyone calls me Dani.’ You smiled back as you repeated his name. ‘That’s easier to scream when I’m fucking you.’ You laughed out loud. ‘I hope that’s a promise.’ Instead of answering, he pressed his lips hungrily to yours again.

#denver imagine #denver x reader #denver casa de papel #Denver Casa de papel x reader #casa de papel fanfic #la casa de papel #casa de papel x reader #casa de papel #agent grey writings #rio x reader #tokyo x reader #Berlin x reader

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ishomieokay · 3 months

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Terms of Endearment in Spanish: A Guide for Fic Writers

I saw someone doing this for terms of enderment in Italian and wanted to share one of my own in Spanish.

If you want Pedro Pascal or I dunno, freakin' Pablo Escobar (yeah there are fics of him, apparently) to call you/your oc/another character a cute nickname, follow this guide!

Gender Neutral

Mi amor - my love

A bit overused tbh but you can never go wrong with the classics!

Amorcito - little love

Mi cielo - my heaven or my sky

Mi alma - my soul

I almost never see this one in fiction but it's soooo sweet. If your character comes from a barrio or is some type of lowbrow gangster/criminal you can also make him say mi arma. It iterally means my weapon but it's also mi alma mispronounced. I would kill to see this in a mafia love story tbh.

Mi bien - my good

I'm not sure how to explain this one but if someone calls you this they are basically saying that you are everything good in their life. It's very old-fashioned, though, so take that into account.

Corazón - heart

Female

Bella - beauty

Linda or bonita - pretty girl

Princesa - princess

Mi reina - my queen

Mami or mamita - mommy

I know that for English speakers this one is weird, but this is actually the most common term of endearment in Latin America. It's a flirtatious way to address a woman, similar to "baby" or "sweetheart".

Consider the character's country when using it! If they are from Spain, they are not likely to use this word. On the other hand, if they are from a Caribbean country the word won't necessarily have a flirtatious meaning to them. There mami is a form of endearment that can be used with girlfriends but also with any female friend or relative.

Mi vida - my life

This one is tecnically gender neutral, but it's mostly used to refer to women.

Male

Papi or papito - Daddy

Unlike it's English equivaleng, to call someone papi in Spanish is not inherently sexual. The same rules that apply to mami apply to papi. It's very common and in some Carribbean countries it can be used in a platonic way with friends and family. Even men may call each other this, although usually in a joking manner.

Mi rey - my king

Guapo - handsome

Mostly used in Spain.

Osito - pookie bear

Mi marido - my husband

This one's a tricky one. You never say it to the man's face. It's what you call him when you are talking about him to other people, even if you are not actually married. It's a way of saying that your relationship with him is serious and it usually has a very possesive connotation.

This is not an extensive list but I hope it helps! I may add other nicknames later.

#fanfiction #reader x character #self ship #x reader #reader insert #oc #hispanic characters #latino characters #writing #pedro pascal #miguel o'hara #narcos #la casa de papel

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depressopax · 3 months

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Dating Berlin headcanons

Fandom - La casa de papel/Money Heist

NSFW version

SFW version can be found here

Pairing: Andrés de Fonollosa x gender neutral reader Genre: Smut, headcanons Warning(s): Sexual content. Semi-public, oral, cuss words, degradation, penetration Words: 1.2K Summary: Dating Berlin/Andrés would include… English is not my main language, if I make any spelling mistakes please let me know so I can improve my writing! AO3 link soon

Andrés is a switch… You can’t change my mind

He loves being on top of you, making you beg for him and his cock

…But he also loves being under you, letting you have your way with him while he submits to all of your wishes.

It totally depends on what you like in bed

And what mood he’s in.

He has much stamina and a high sex drive, but sometimes he just likes being lazy, letting you take control while he lays down.

Basically a bit of a “pillow princess” lmao

When he’s being submissive, you’re all his.

He appreciates you being loving, of course

But he also gets turned on by you being rough, with degradation/insults and moving in a fast pace

Fuck it, he gets turned on by you choking him and “light” slaps on his face.

As long as you don’t leave big marks on his skin, he doesn’t mind.

When he’s in control, he has two moods: - Passionate and slow - Fast and rough - No in between, usually.

He loves seeing you all helpless underneath him, making you a moaning, whimpering mess with his hard thrusts and fast pace

Just slutting you tf out

Heads up - if you ask him to be rough, homeboy will NOT hold back.

Seriously, when he says: “I’ll fuck you so you can’t walk straight” He means it.

But of course he also loves to show his love to you with slow, passionate love-making sessions, so he calls them.

Long strokes, lots of praise and kisses

Sex with Andrés means a lot of foreplay and some damn good aftercare.

He likes to really prepare you before penetrating you.

…Which you probably need. He is bigger than other men.

Which he brags about. ;)

He could (and probably will) tease you for hours.

Foreplay with him is usually cheesy.

He lights candles, gives you massages, kisses you and rubs you in oils

He knows what he does with both his hands/fingers and mouth 👀

He takes lot of time to make sure you’re ready

He wants you to beg for his cock before he gives it to you.

He uses condoms, but only if you ask him too.

Otherwise, he probably “forgets”

But sometimes he simply skips the foreplay and goes straight to action.

Usually this is when he’s frustrated, angry or really excited to see you (after being away from you etc)

Where he takes you doesn’t matter

He’ll bend you over anything, at any time, thrusting his cock into you whilst whispering praise

Or while ranting about why he’s in a bad mood - using sex as “therapy”.

When he’s in the mood, he’s a needy/clingy bitch

Sorry not sorry lol

Kissing your neck, playfully spanking your ass… You name it.

Doesn’t matter if you’re around people, he will not hesitate to tell you just how horny he is.

He doesn’t hide his boner from you, either.

Stands behind you, his clothed erection against your ass

You think he’s being annoying? “Do something about it” He’ll murmur with a big ass grin

Won’t stop until he gets to fuck you

OR until YOU fuck him.

He likes riling you up, getting you a bit mad only so you’ll be aggressive with him in bed.

During sex, he is either very serious, but can also crack a joke or two.

He tries to be “funny” especially if you are nervous during sex etc.

Your comfort is his top priority.

Lot of reassurance and questions “You ok?” “Does that feel good, mi amor?” “We’ll stop if you want to.”

He also praises you a lot “Fuck… Taking my cock so well.” “You’re so beautiful. So damn perfect”

When it comes to oral, Andrés doesn’t really have a preference either.

Like I said, this man is a switch.

It’s pretty easy to make him submit to you

Definitely will get on his knees if you ask him too - ready to please your needs

He likes squeezing your thighs, slapping your ass or stroking your stomach and chest when his lips/tongue works down there.

When he gives you oral, he’s very passionate and teasing

But if he’s really turned on tho - he’s messy.

Sloppy oral sex where he uses a bit too much tongue- (I’m sorry 😭)

He could - probably would too - spend hours between your legs, tasting you

…Talks a bit too much “I could spend hours between your legs” “You taste so sweet, mi amor.” “That’s it… Lay back down and let me take care of you.”

Hot, but sometimes annoying lmao

When he’s the one receiving it? Lord have mercy-

Berlin tries to be nice and wants you to feel comfortable.

But how can he not push your head a bit?

If he feels mean, he pushes his hips up, making you gag on his cock.

He likes hearing you choke on him, and the tears in your eyes is a turn-on.

He likes finishing down your throat, holding your head still and basically fuck your face

But if YOU take charge - he’ll lay back down and let you control everything

Just tell him to “Be still”/”Don’t fucking move” and he’ll obey like a good boy <3

This is also one of the times when he’ll whimper and beg for you.

He thinks you’re so damn good at blowjobs, and legit begs for them all the time.

He’s extra sensitive when your mouth is around his member, and making him whimper and moan is easy peasy.

He’s very rewarding after you give him heads, too.

Andrés is a bit of a kinky mf.

He def has some kind of daddy kink, wanting you to call him “daddy” in bed.

Honestly? He wouldn’t mind calling you mommy/daddy in bed too (if you’re into that lmao) - or he will do so just to tease you

He’s into light BDSM, and owns some nice pairs of blindfolds, ropes/handcuffs, a gag and some whips-

The scene where he was tied up? Homeboy enjoyed that a bit too much Iykwim ;)

Sorry, but Andrés is definitely into cockwarming 👀

After finishing, he usually doesn’t pull out but instead keeps his softening member inside of you.

If you are into that too, he suggests for you to cockwarm him during nights.

He just loves being inside of you

When it comes to aftercare, he loves it.

Running you a hot bath, giving massages etc.

He is not the guy that asks for aftercare from you, but he does appreciate you taking care of him after you’ve topped him.

He likes to cuddle you

Also likes having late night conversations with you, talking about dreams and the future, or just random bullshit.

He is very affectionate afterwards.

He loves and cherishes you and always tries showing it to you.

But after sex he is extra loving, which you can tell by the way he looks into your eyes

Or his smile.

To summarize… This man appreciates you no matter what and doesn’t care if he’s over or under you. He is a very passionate man and loves sex with you.

Did I just spend like 2h straight on writing a very detailed Berlin smut? Yep. No regrets 😭

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leoramage · 8 months

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author's note: personally, you guys will never be ready when i decide to drop this sh!t one of these days

yes this is formula one x money heist au. i went batsh!t crazy on this one so you guys better tune out! am i enjoying? 100% i am. see more for a free wallpaper ฅ[⁠ᓀ⁠˵⁠▾⁠˵⁠ᓂ⁠]ฅ

Disclaimer: The photo-manipulated art featuring Carlos Sainz Jr. inspired by La Casa de Papel / Money Heist is a creative work. Reposting, sharing, or using this artwork without proper attribution or permission from the original creator may infringe on their intellectual property rights. Please seek consent before sharing or reproducing this image.

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dear-sigyn · 3 months

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THUNDER

𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕: 1.4k 𝒂/𝒏: starting to write this during my exam period wasn't my brightest idea, nor was finishing it at 2am, but hey, better inspiration always comes late at night ;) 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔: none (that I think of)

You knew it was getting late, very late, and a quick glance at your watch confirmed that it was indeed already past 4am. The storm that showed up earlier in the evening was still raging outside, and each thunderclap resonated like a drum in your heart, preventing you from falling asleep.

At first, you told yourself that it was just the excessively loud noise keeping you awake, but the way your breath caught every time lightning tore through the sky told a different story: you were scared. Worse yet, you were terrified, and there was no use pretending otherwise - you wouldn’t find sleep tonight.

With a long sigh, you dragged yourself out of bed, moving around your room in search of the notebook where all your notes from yesterday are written. ‘If I have to pull an all-nighter, it might as well be a productive one,’ you thought.

However, as you turned your room upside down for your precious writings, you quickly realized they were nowhere to be found. Anxiety slowly began to grow in your chest, and suddenly, felt the weight of your worries about the upcoming heist bearing down on your shoulders.

In reality, it’s been a few days since you’ve started to dwell on everything that could go wrong. Even though the Professor's plan seems perfectly laid out, there are always external factors that we can't predict, right? But now is not the right time to worry about that.

Taking a deep breath and refocusing your thoughts, it only took 2 seconds to remember where they were, or rather, who had them.

And it was quite simple, really. After another ‘lesson’ with the Professor, Berlin asked you - not without adding a few inappropriate remarks throughout the conversation - if you could lend him your notes.

Despite his peculiar character, you got along quite well at your first encounter, and you quickly grew closer over the weeks spent together - perhaps a bit more than you should have knowing the rules - so you didn’t think too much before handing him your notebook. You had planned to pick it up later in the evening, but with the storm intensifying, you promptly retreated to your room without a word, hiding your head beneath your pillow to drown out the unsettling rumblings. It would certainly be very rude to disturb him in the middle of the night just to come pick them up, but that was the least of your concern at the moment, and the lack of sleep wasn’t making you think rationally anyway.

So without thinking too much about the consequences that your next decision might entail if you were ever caught, you decided to leave your room, quietly closing the door behind you, and tiptoed across the hallway.

As you arrived at his door, doubts began to form in your mind, but before they could consume you entirely you softly knocked on his door, being careful to make as little noise as possible to avoid waking others, while already anticipating his remarks about why you had come to see him this late at night.

And sure enough, when he finally opened the door the first thing you saw was a mischievous - and tired - smile forming on his lip as his eyes met yours, “Well, who do we have here? To what do I owe the pleasure of your visit at such a late hour, cariño?”

You took a breath to pull yourself together and smiled weakly back at him “Well, you see I’m sorry to bother you at this hour but it occurred to me that you have something of mine in your possession”. He raised an eyebrow, amused, “Is that so? And what could be so important that you must come knocking at my door at …” he glanced at his watch, “... almost 5 in the morning?”

His subtle sarcastic tone didn’t escape you; he knew exactly what you were talking about. Usually, you weren’t opposed to playing along with his little games, but the thunder that continued to rumble outside and the looming threat of another lightning strike approaching made your patience wear thin, “My notebook Berlin, I need my notebook now”, at that you saw his eyebrows furrowed, maybe your tone was a little too harsh, “... please.”

“Oh, you wound me, nena. Why the rush?” he said, feigning offense. But realizing that you were definitely not in the mood, he sighed and continued in a dramatic tone. “For your information, cariño, I had planned to return it to you last night. But that was before you dashed to your room like a flash, without even saying goodnight.”, he said, raising his hand to his heart. “Are you aware of the pain it caused me?”

At that, you scoffed, “Don’t you think you’re exaggerating? Don’t tell me you’re sulking because I didn’t say goodnight; that doesn’t sound like something you would do.” He shrugged and replied, “Maybe I am.”

You were about to retort when suddenly a particularly loud thunder was heard, making you jump and utter a cry. Feeling panic starting to overtake you, you were about to glance down the hallway to check if your reaction had woken anyone up, but you didn’t get the time. With a firm grip on your shoulders, he ushered you into his room, closing the door behind you.

You're unsure of what caused you to break down first—the sound of thunder that led to a completely ridiculous reaction in front of Berlin, his reluctance to return your notebook, the sleep deprivation, or the near-miss of being caught standing in the hallway in the middle of the night just to retrieve some notes. But you felt the first tear roll down your cheek, followed by a second, then a third, until cascades were flowing from your eyes.

When he realized the distress you were in, he tightened his arm around your shoulders, the other coming around your waist, enveloping you in a tight embrace. It was just what you needed to fully let go and release all your pent-up emotions.

While your cries increased, he gently hushed you, running his fingers through your hair. And after taking a few minutes to calm down, you finally spoke again, your voice muffled against his chest. “ … I don’t like storms,” you murmured, to which he responded with a low chuckle, “You don’t say, cariño.”

He loosened his grip to observe your face, but still feeling a bit embarrassed by the whole situation, you kept your head tucked against him. “Hey …” his hand delicately rested on your cheek, guiding your gaze toward his. “That’s it, look at me.”

“It’s not only the storm, is it?,” his fingers tenderly brushed away the remnants of your tears in a soothing gesture. You nodded slowly and tried once again to speak, but your throat tightened, preventing you from doing so, no sound coming out.

“Oh no, you don't have to tell me right now, but please don't shut yourself off from me or even the others like that anymore, hm ?”, he brushed aside a strand of hair that had fallen over your eyes, “It’s not good for you.” You nodded once again, leaning your head gently against his chest as you closed your eyes, lulled by the rhythm of his breathing. You then felt your own breathing becoming steadier and the tension gradually leaving your body.

You stayed in this position, in the middle of his room, for a moment, and as you were miraculously beginning to fall asleep, the sound of his voice snapped you out of your reverie. "You can stay and sleep here, if you want”, his suggestion was made in a quiet voice, as if he didn't want to rush you.

It was certainly a bad idea, but at the moment, it was the least of your worries. You felt so relaxed, so peaceful, that you murmured a nearly inaudible 'yes' to him but due to your proximity he heard it. Berlin carefuly guided you to his bed, settling you in, and pulled the covers up to your shoulders before settling in on the other side.Finally, you felt sleep starting to kick in. But before fully succumbing to it, you sensed arms embracing you, a soft kiss tenderly placed in your hair and a hand covering your ear blocking the sounds of the thunder outside. A faint smile appeared on your lips, for the first time since the storm began, you felt safe.

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You don't belong here | Denver | Part 1

Pairing: Denver (casa de papel) x reader Summary: Havanna joins the gang as a medic but Denver wants her out as he sees her as a fragile, naive girl. Warnings: slow burn, enemies to friends kinda, fluff and lots of it Word count: 7800 words AN: Thank you annon for the request, I enjoined writing this one! Hopefully, you like it xoxo Lexi

You can read part 2 ‘braking point’ here

Berlin greeted you as you walked towards the house. You had met him before after you spoke with their leader. It had been an interesting couple of weeks. A man who called himself El professor showed up one day at your studio after you had a rough day at work and started rambling about his crazy plan to rob the royal mint of Spain. He told you that he knew about your ties with the Italian mafia, kinda using it as a threat because you knew the Spanish police were still looking for persons of interest tied to the mafia case they had running. His whole idea sounded stupid at first but then you could see it all come together and your position in the whole deal. Today was the first time that you would meet the other members of his gang and you were way more nervous than you thought that you would be. 'Nervous?' Berlin seemed to read your mind as the two of you were walking next to each other in silence. 'Is it that obvious huh?' A chuckle left his lips. 'Relax, it will be fine. None of us knew each other beforehand and they all get along so it will work out.' As the two walked down a hallway you could hear music building up, it seemed as if someone was throwing a party in one of the rooms. All of a sudden Berlin stopped in his tracks and gave you a grin. 'Ready to meet the others?' You just nodded.

You were right, they were throwing a party. You could see a dozen people dancing and laughing whiles they were holding beer bottles. 'Havana, meet the rest of the crew.' Berlin pointed around the room as he was speaking. 'Grab yourself a drink and get to know them, you'll see that they are fun.' With those words, he left your side and blended into the crowd. Awkward was the only word to describe the situation as you were standing there by yourself, just looking around and taking in the others. 'I haven't seen you around?' The voice almost made you jump. 'Christ, don't do that.' As you turned around you could see a tall brunette smiling down at you, her dark eyes were sparkling with fun as she saw your expression. 'Nairobi.' She held her hand out so you could shake it. 'Havana, I'm new.' She nodded as she heard you speak. 'El professor talked about getting us a medic of some kind.' She tilted her head to the side as she waited for your reply. 'Yeah, that's me, guess I'll be putting you guys back together if needed.' A grin appeared on your lips as you were talking. Berlin was right, these people were easygoing. 'Let's hope that won't be needed. Come on I'll introduce you to the rest.' She swung her arm around your shoulders as she pulled you with her. After an hour you had officially met everyone, Helsinki had pushed a beer bottle in your hands as the two of you were talking. You figured that he was like a giant teddy bear who looked scary on the outside but had so much love to give. You laughed a lot since the alcohol level in your blood rose because you got pushed bottle after bottle in your hands as you met everyone.

'Havana, right?' You turned around on your heels as you heard a voice behind you. 'That's me.' A guy with brown, messy hair and dark eyes stood in front of you whit a small smile on his face. 'Give me a second, I'm trying to remember your name, don't say it.' You were going over all the faces and names you had seen and heard tonight, those were quite a lot. You had met him at the beginning of the night, he was a hacker and you just could feel the sexual tension he had with the girl who called herself Tokio. 'Starts with an R.' He helped when you couldn't remember right away. 'Rio!' You were practically yelling what made him laugh. 'I wish everyone was as enthusiastic as you when they remember my name.' You could feel how your cheeks were turning red when you realised how you reacted and a small smile grew on your lips. 'Sorry, had too much to drink.' You softly shook the bottle in your hands so he could see what you meant. 'No no, it's fine. Don't worry about it.' He assured you, 'besides, I think we've all had too much to drink. It's our way of dealing with the stress every now and then.' You nodded as he spoke, you could imagine that it was a stressful situation.

It was almost two 'o clock as the two of you were sitting in one of the seats in the room. 'How long have you guys been here, in Toledo I mean?' Rio took a sip from the bottle to give himself some time to think. 'We met five weeks ago I think but we've only been staying here for the last two weeks since El Professor was still looking for some additions to the team.' With his last words, he pointed towards you. 'Ah I see, so I didn't miss too much then?' He shook his head. 'No, we're getting to know each other and teaching each other basic combat moves so everyone is capable to fight in one on one combat at least.' This was so much different from your daily life. You were not completely new to this world since you were a private medic to one of de biggest mafia clans of Spain but you were not used to being part of the actual fighting. Patching people up was your task, not handling a gun. 'Oh, I wasn't expecting to learn all of that. I thought I would be more of a behind-the-scenes kind of person here.' A soft chuckle left his lips. 'Why should we only use your pretty face behind the scenes?' You rolled your eyes at his comment. 'Just imagine the following, if I or someone else gets shot during the heist, you need to come and get us but what if the attacker is still nearby?' You just nodded as you were listening to his explanation, it made sense tho. 'You need to be able to protect yourself in that situation. But don't worry, we will teach you.'

'We will teach her what bro?' A husky voice asked from behind you. 'How to fight.' You answered before Rio could open his mouth. Denver was standing behind you, he had caught your eye from the moment you had entered the room. He had this macho aura and that was your one weakness when it came to men. He eyed you up and down as he took a drag from the cigarette that was placed between his lips before he dropped into the seat. 'Right, our princesa doesn't know how to fight?' You lifted one of your eyebrows when you heard his words. 'Excuse me?' A grin grew on his face when he saw the annoyance on your face. 'You heard me.' Macho meant asshole most of the time and you were not up for this. Not tonight. You faced Rio and gave him a polite smile. 'Well it was nice getting to know you Rio, I guess I'll see you and the rest in the morning because I don't feel like having this kind of conversation with him.' Rio chuckled as he saw the look on Denver's face when you nodded towards him. 'Well, likewise. I think you're a great fit with our group so nothing to worry about Havanna. I'll see you in the morning.' Without giving Denver another look you stood up and started making your way over to Berlin, you could hear the boys exchange some words before you were out of hearing distance. 'Way to go, bro.' 'Oh shut up man.' You tapped Berlin on his shoulder to get his attention. 'Uhm, I don't want to be a burden but I'm afraid that I didn't pay enough attention during our walk here to find my way back to my room.' 'It's okay kid, come on I'll walk you.'

[Three weeks later]

'I think I finally got the hang of it!' You had been firing guns the whole afternoon, following Tokio's instructions. Today she was learning you how to handle an assault rifle and made you shoot at some improvised targets. 'I still cannot believe that they never learned you how to handle a gun. I mean, you were part of a mafia clan I would think that was lesson number one.' A chuckle left your lips as you heard her words. 'I was just their medic it wasn't like I went into the field as a hitman or something like that.' She shrugged her shoulders. 'I don't know girl, mafia is mafia.' You walked towards her and swung the gun nonchalantly over your shoulders. 'Are we done for today? I've held enough guns today.' She started laughing. 'Yeah, we're done or we will be late for El Profesor's class.' 'Right, he's going to explain the gameplan, how could I forget.'

The two of you made small talk as you walked towards the makeshift classroom El Profesor made in one of the rooms. 'So, you and Rio huh?' You wobbled your eyebrows as you nudged her shoulder with yours. Tokio facepalmed herself. 'Is it that obvious?' You just nodded. 'Yeah, I think everyone is on you two. Well at least Nairobi and I are and I guess Denver as well since he isn't that stupid.' She started laughing. 'Mark my words, you're going to fall for that guy and hard.' 'Ew, as if. He's a pain in the ass if you ask me.' Denver had been hostile the last couple of weeks. Always giving snarky comments about your whereabouts, mocking you during one on one practice and just being an ass in general, calling you princesa all the time. He was just so annoying. 'Mark my words Havanna.' Without saying another word she walked into the room, taking place next to Nairobi. You had to be kidding, the only seat left was next to Denver. Great.

You pushed the chair back and took place without saying a word. He had other plans. 'Princesa.' The greeting made you clench your jaw as you turned your head towards him. 'Denver I meant it when I told you to stop calling me that. What is your problem?' An arrogant grin was plastered on his face as you looked him in the eyes. 'Just greeting you, nothing more.' He looked away and stared at the professor as he started explaining his plan. Denver started tapping his fingers on the table as he was listening, once you noticed it you couldn't unhear it. 'Can you please stop doing that?' He ignored you. 'Denver.' It was a hiss as it left your lips but he just kept going. 'Dude come on.' Annoyance was written all over your face as you placed your hand on top of his. 'Stop.' As your hands touched a warm feeling spread through your body and you quickly pulled yours back. 'Just stop, it's annoying. Thank you.' It was a soft mumble as it left your lips but it made him turn his head towards you. 'Havanna, Denver, care to share your story with the group?' You cleared your throat and shifted in your seat as you were avoiding everyone's gaze. 'It was nothing Profesor, sorry.' Denver said before you could open your mouth. It felt like high school all over again. 'Pay attention please, I need all of you to make this work.' You mumbled a quick 'yes sir' and ignored Denver for the rest of the session.

'Havanna is our medic as you all know but she will be your partner in the field. Keep helping her the following weeks on combat and gun training so she'll be on a similar level as all of you.' Helsinki turned around in his seat and gave you a smile. 'She doesn't need that much training anymore, sir, she kicked Rio's ass yesterday isn't that right girl?' A small smile grew on your face as you heard his words. 'Hey! She was just lucky that I wasn't a 100% fit, that's all.' Helsinki winked at you before he turned back around. 'It doesn't matter how good you already are, you still need the training. We will be facing trained professionals, you can use all the training you can get.' A shiver went down your spine as you heard those words and you just nodded in response. 'Yes sir.' When El Profesor was done with his info session you left the room before Denver could make another snarky comment.

A couple of days went by and Denver seemed to be avoiding you. No comments, not trying to provoke you, nothing. Helsinki was helping you out, labelling some boxes with the basic equipment that you needed in the field and that wasn't too big, so it was easy to smuggle them into the building before the heist. 'Dude, I'm so sorry I didn't mean to hit you in the head with that.' You gave Helsinki a confused look as you heard voices down the hallway. 'Yeah whatever mate, it doesn't matter. Just go back outside, I can handle myself.' Denver walked into the room with his shirt pressed against his left eyebrow, blood dripping down his arm as he adjusted his grip. 'Well, time to see you work your magic, Havanna.' Reading the situation you went into autopilot mode. Helsinki cleared the desk that was standing in the corner of the room and you ordered Denver to sit while you were gathering my equipment. 'I guess that you don't need extra hands right?' You waved Helsinki's question away while you were looking through the medical kit for the set of needles. 'I've got this, it's probably just a small head wound that's bleeding like crazy. Nothing to worry about.' The Serb walked out of the room leaving the two of you in awkward silence. 'What happened?' You asked as you set up your sterile working field next to him. 'I was training Rio in one on one combat, he hit me in the head with the back of his gun and split my eyebrow open I guess.' You were standing in front of him and slowly took his shirt away so you could see what damage Rio had done. 'Yeah it's just a cut, you'll be patched up in no time.' You made him push a gaze against his head instead of his dirty shirt and started prepping your tools. 'Okay this is going to sting but you need stitches so I have to give you a local anaesthetic.' Before he could resist you had already given the injection and he got a sore grimace on his face. 'I'm sorry.' you mumbled as you reapplied pressure on the wound. 'You're enjoying this, aren't you?' You gave him a confused look. 'You have been the one who has been an asshole from the moment that I arrived here, not the other way around.'He rolled his eyes at your comment. 'So no, I'm not enjoying this. I'm here to patch you guys up if you get injured, that's my job.' After a couple of minutes, you started to clean the dried-up blood on his face, working your way from the centre of the wound to the outside. 'You don't belong here,' he mumbled and it made you stop in your tracks. 'What?' 'You don't belong here, you're a medic not a criminal.' A laugh left your lips as you started working on his face again. 'Oh Denver, do you really think that you're the first person to thinks that of me?' He looked up at you through his eyelashes. 'Oh you really thought that you were the first one, didn't you?' He shrugged his shoulders. 'Well, I may not know how to handle a gun properly but I worked for the mafia, remember?' You were bluffing a bit, you were far from being a career criminal but as Tokio said, mafia is mafia.

'The Italian mafia came to Spain because mafia families aren't really a thing here, you know.' You put away the tweezers and gaze that you were using and started prepping your needle to give him stitches. 'When they came here they had a clean slate, nothing to worry about. I was working at the hospital one day and this guy walked in with a bullet wound telling us it was an accident and that he didn't need the police. When I walked into work a couple of weeks later the same guy gave me the same story and that is how it all started.' Before you started stitching up his eyebrow you commanded him to lay down. 'It was hard at the beginning, being a woman in a men's world. But I'm good at what I do and I work fast, without asking too many questions and that was what they needed. Lay still, you might feel this a little.' With a quick movement you pierced through his skin. 'I've met dozens of men who thought that I wasn't the right person for the clan, but their leader saw something in me and made me swear omerta after something you can compare to an intern period. I've stayed with them for almost eight years.' You shrugged your shoulders. 'Then they relocated to America and I was granted permission to stay in Spain, end of the story.' With quick hand gestures, you stitched up his eyebrow in less than ten minutes. 'Told you I was quick.' A chuckle left his lips. 'But why did you join this job? It's nothing like the work you did before, you can get killed here.' You took off your gloves and started cleaning up the small station you had set up. 'I don't know, I guess I'm missing the thrill of it all.'

You looked at his face, you had cleaned the area around the cut but a big part of his face and upper body was still covered in blood. That was the moment you realised that he was sitting there with no shirt on and the view wasn't disappointing at all. 'Give me a sec, I've towels laying around somewhere so you can get cleaned up.' After a couple of minutes, you threw one in his direction. 'Did you really think that by acting like an arse I would change my mind about this whole plan?' He sheepishly nodded his head. 'I thought that you didn't think this through to be fair.' He got up from the desk and scratched the back of his neck. 'I'm sorry, shouldn't have judged you that quickly. We're all here for a reason, and so are you. Let me make this up to you, I make a neat daiquiri what do you say?' You started laughing. 'It takes like what, 3 ingredients? You must be a terrible bartender if you can screw that up.' He rolled his eyes and started walking towards the door. 'Come on Princesa.'

The two of you were laughing in the living room space, cocktails in hand swaying to some music Denver had put on. 'We could have been doing this for a couple of weeks if you hadn't been persistent on getting me out you know.' He took a sip from his drink before he put it on the table next to the two of you. 'Well let's make up for that lost time then huh?' Before you knew it he had pulled you in close, placing his hands on your hips as your bodies were moving to the rhythm of the music. It suddenly got warmer in the room. 'Oh this is your way of making up for it?' A chuckle left his lips. 'What had you in mind then?' You loosely placed your arms around his neck. 'I was more thinking about doing my chores and everything.' He started laughing. 'Like my plan better, but whatever, I'll do it.' The two of you spend the evening laughing and dancing around the room, drinks in your hands. After some time Tokio walked into the room, grin spreading on her face as she saw the two of you. 'I told you that the two of you would get along eventually!' You just rolled your eyes, ignoring her comment. 'Care to join us?' Denver was already walking over towards his improvised bar, ready to make her a drink. 'You know I never say no to a party.' Before you knew it the music was blasting, it would only take a couple of minutes before the others would be joining you but that was ok. Denver started to pour another round of drinks, shot this time. You rubbed your hands together while you were walking toward him. 'Oh man, I can get used to this.'

[The next morning]

Your head was pounding when you opened your eyes. The sunlight that was peeking through the window made it even worse and you groaned. 'What the fuck.' You slowly got up and grabbed your head with both hands. 'You can say that I barely remember anything from last night.' Nairobi mumbled from her bed and it made you laugh. 'Auw, don't make me laugh it only gets worse.' She pulled the pillow over her head and groaned. 'Just let us remember that Denver never gets to be the bartender ever again, I'm 100% sure that I didn't only drink alcohol last night.' You tried your best to remember the events of the evening but it was all one big blurry mess. 'I'm going to shower, maybe that will help with getting through this hangover.' You stumbled out of bed, pulling the t-shirt over your ass while you walked down the hallway towards the bathroom. Not caring about the flesh you were showing. 'Look who's finally up.' Berlin's voice echoed through the hallway and it made you flinch. 'Please, don't be so loud it's like Metallica is rehearsing in my head.' He started laughing. 'I heard you made amends with Denver?' You nodded. 'Yeah, something like that.' 'Good, that's good to hear.' You pointed awkwardly over your shoulders. 'Well, I'm going to hop in the shower and I guess that I'll see you at breakfast in a bit.' He nodded and started walking away, leaving you to your much-needed shower session.

The water seemed to wash away part of last night's toll, but not everything. You had found some painkillers in one of the cabinets underneath the sink and had popped two in, not taking any chances. Your head was still pounding as you walked into the kitchen in search of some greasy breakfast. Tokio was sitting in one of the chairs, so was Rio. Berlin was nowhere to be found. 'Well, I feel a lot better now that I see you're in the same state as us.' It was Rio who spoke to you and gave you a small smile. 'Wait until you see Nairobi.' You mumbled back as you opened the fridge. Your prayers were heard as you saw bacon laying in the fridge. Bingo. Without saying another word you started preparing your breakfast not bothered to ask the others if they wanted anything. Autopilot took over as you were staring into nothingness, trying to remember last night. Small snippets of people laughing and dancing were the only thing you could remember. But you were glad that you weren't the only one who had trouble to remember the night before. When the bacon was cooked you placed it between some bread and took place across Rio and Tokio at the table. 'Was there a training scheduled today?' You didn't ask at anyone in particular. 'You, Denver and I have combat training.' It was Tokio who mumbled the answer, 'but no way that I'm going to throw punches today, I'm going back to bed in a bit. You and Denver can do what you want but I'm out.' A smile grew on your face as you heard Tokio 'I'm going to eat my breakfast and I'm going back op myself. I feel like I'm hit by a bus, I can't take extra punches today.'

The three of you sat in silence for another thirty minutes before Rio and Tokio went back upstairs to their room, leaving you in the big kitchen. You ran your hands up your face, through your damp hair as you sighted. 'Morning Prinseca.' Just the person I was missing whiles I felt terrible. 'Don't, I feel like shit.' He chuckled as he took place opposite of you. 'Here, you'll feel better if you drink a couple of this.' He placed an Aquarius drink in front of you and you gave him a grateful look. 'Thanks.' You eagerly took a couple of sips before you gave him a close look, he wasn't looking that bad compared to the others. 'Who comes that you don't feel as terrible as we do?' He lifted his shoulders. 'I've got some tricks on my sleeve, and this is the third Aquarius that I'm drinking since last night so I guess that's working its magic on me.' You shook your head. 'Next time I'm mixing our drinks or we just keep it by beer.' His laugh echoed through the kitchen. 'Don't do that, please.' You placed your head on the cold surface of the table as you groaned in annoyance at his loud laugh. 'Do you remember everything?' You mumbled without looking up. Maybe Denver could fill you in on the gaps that you had in your memory. 'I think so, you don't?' You shook your head. 'Nor do Tokio, Rio or Nairobi.' He chuckled. 'I'm not surprised by that as the four of you kept doing shots all night. Nairobi puked btw, twice.' Oh God. 'Tokio and Rio went upstairs earlier than the rest of us, Helsinki joined us for a bit and oh El Profesor walked in angry in his pyjamas. He was yelling something about being responsible or something like that.' You didn't do anything embarrassing yourself, that was a win. 'Doesn't sound too bad.'

The two of you sat in silence for a couple of minutes before he started talking again. 'You know that we have combat training right?' You shook your head in protest. 'Tokio won't be joining, and neither am I.' 'Yeah, I figured.' He went quiet again and this time it took a couple of minutes before he started talking again. 'We can hang out later tonight, watch a movie or something like that?' His words had an insecure undertone and it made you look up. Head resting in your hands as you placed your elbows on the table. It was so weird that his demeanour had changed 180 degrees since your conversation yesterday and you could tell that he was actually trying to be nice. 'Let's say that I'll join you if I feel like a normal person again tonight?' A smile spread on his face as he heard my words. 'Deal.'

The world was a bit more bearable, you still had a headache but it wasn't as bad as it was this morning. That was probably the result of the several painkillers you took throughout the day. After you gave his idea some thought, you found yourself in front of Denver's room ready to knock on the door. Before your hand could connect with the wood, the door swung open. Rio greeted you with a big grin. 'Havanna didn't expect to see you here. What's up?' He knew why you were there, you could just tell. 'Yeah, I'-, I'm here to see Denver.' You awkwardly scratched the back of your neck as you spoke. The grin on his face even grew bigger as he heard your words. 'Just go bro.' Denver groaned from inside the room, 'don't be an ass.' Rio started laughing as he stepped aside so you could enter. 'Have fun you two.' Before either of you could react he had already closed the door behind him, leaving you and Denver alone. 'Feeling better I see?' He ushered you to take place on his bed that was placed in the corner of the room. 'Yeah, I'm pulling through.' You answered with a small smile on your lips as you kicked off your shoes so you could climb on his bed. He grabbed his laptop from the desk that was standing in the corner across of his bed and then took place next to you. 'I don't have the biggest variety when it comes to film genres, it's either horror or thrillers. I might had to tell you this sooner.' He laughed. Horror, great. You hated that kind of movies, you wouldn't be able to sleep after them. 'It's ok, you can choose one just don't make it too scary, please. I would like to be able to sleep tonight.' A small smile hung on your lips as you saw his grin. 'Yeah sorry, didn't think of it any sooner and we don't have wifi here so I only can access what I've already downloaded.'

After a couple of minutes he placed his laptop on the chair he strategic had placed next to his bed. ''Friday the 13th' the title read. It sounded familiar but you were sure that you never had seen it before. 'This isn't that scary, but it's a classic that you must see at least once.' He flicked off the light switch above his head and the room went dark. You shuffled in your seat as you made yourself comfortable, leaning against the wall. Denver laid himself down and propped an elbow under his head as he focused on the movie in front of him. The movie started with a big jumpscare and you shifted in your seat, and squinted your eyes. This was the reason why you hated this kind of movies, the damn jumpscares. You really tried your best to keep your gaze on the screen but you caught yourself looking at him every couple of minutes. 'You won't be able to follow the movie if you keep looking at me Havanna.' Blood rushed to your cheeks and you were happy that the lights were out. 'Sorry.' You quickly mumbled while you refocused on the screen.

One of the girls in the movie got grabbed from behind by the killer and you almost jumped out of your seat. A chuckle left Denver's lips as he saw the look on your face. 'You ok?' You just nodded as you grabbed his pillow and pressed it against your chest as the tension in the movie started building up again. 'Come here.' He mumbled as he sat up next to you, pulling at your shoulder so you leaned into his chest. He readjusted the two of you so you were laying comfortably against his frame, feed tucked next to you. To balance yourself you put an arm around his waist. Your heart was pounding in your chest, it made you wonder if he could hear it if pulled you in any closer. He nonchalantly swung his arm around your shoulders. It felt good, the two of you laying together. You didn't care about the movie, you could only focus on his chest which went rhythmic up and down as he was breathing. The two of you stayed like that until the end of the movie. 'It wasn't that bad, was it?' he looked down on you as he asked the question and you started laughing. 'I just hate jumpscares, it takes five years of my life every time.' His laugh rumbled in his chest as he heard your answer. 'Yeah, I've noticed that. I'll keep that in mind for the next movie we watch.' A grin grew on your face. 'Oh so there will be a next time?' You were teasing him and he knew it. 'If it's depending on me then yes.' He had a playful look in his eyes. He had a pretty face: cute curls, big greyish eyes and his lips looked so kissable. Your look lingered a second too long on his lips and you could feel yourself starting to blush again. This man had you under his spell because you normally weren't the type that blushed that easy. But here you were, blushing like a little girl.

He leaned down towards you, flicking his gaze between your lips and eyes. His lips brushed softly against yours as if he was afraid of your reaction to his move. You pushed yourself up so you could press your lips against his. They were as soft as you had imagined. He replaced his hands, slowly dragging them down over your back until he rested them on the small of your back. You broke the kiss for a second so you could straddle his lap, and place one knee on either side of him. His hands found their way under your shirt and he started to trace small incoherent figures on your skin. Goosebumps appeared where his hands touched you. He reconnected your lips and pushed you closer to his chest. His tongue slowly swiped across your bottom lip, asking for entrance and you gladly granted him that. Your fingers played with the hem of his shirt, slipping under it after a couple of minutes. You could feel his abs underneath your fingers as you explored his skin. The two of you leaned back, locking eyes and as if by agreement you started to undress at the same time.

That was how it all started.

[Presentday, two months in]

Tokio and Nairobi were looking at you with big grins on their faces as they hear you talk about the dinner you had planned with Denver for tonight. 'I told you that you were going to fall for that man. I just knew it from the moment I met you that the two of you would be a perfect fit.' You rolled your eyes and the dark-haired girl and suppressed a grin. 'It is just dinner, nothing special.' 'Nothing special?' Nairobi looked at you with big eyes. 'Then man follows you everywhere Havanna, macho's don't do that unless-' 'Don't finish that sentences.' You had given it some thought the last couple of days. You were into him, no doubt but you were wondering if you were only a fun diversion from the mission. Something to handle the stress a bit better. 'Besides, he doesn't follow me everywhere. He's just being nice, that's all.' The girls burst out in laughter. 'Yeah, keep trying to convince yourself Havanna. I'm nice to Helsinki as well but that doesn't mean that he gets me in his bed.' You shook your head in annoyance. Denver and you had started this hookup thing, with no strings attached, or at least that was what you thought that he wanted. 'Or is there someone else outside, waiting for you?' There had been a couple of guys but no one ever stuck around long enough for it to become something serious. 'No, it's not like that. It's just, I-.' You sighed and combed with a hand through your hair. 'Like how did you know that it wasn't just in the heat of the moment what you and Rio are doing?' Tokio shrugged her shoulders at your question. 'I don't know, we just knew I think. He's the kind of person I would be with outside of all of this, or at least he's the kind of guy that I would want.' A soft smile appeared on her face. 'He's sweet, cares a lot, crazy smart and he can handle my craziness.' 'Don't forget that he's easy on the eyes as well.' Nairobi pointed out with a grin on her face. 'Yeah he's handsome. I don't know, we just clicked from the moment we first talked with each other.' See that was the problem, you and Denver avoided each other the first month since he thought that he found a way to get you out of the whole plan and the sexual tension had been building up ever since. 'I don't know guys, I just think that he likes to have fun while we still can and there's nothing wrong with that. I just don't want to think too much of it, what if I'm overthinking this and he just wants something but nothing serious ?' Nairobi placed her hands on my shoulders. 'Havanna, you've got him under your spell. Just go with it.'

Two hours later you sat outside, Denver next to you as you were taking a bite from the pizza he had made for the two of you. He had made you sit on the countertop as he made a pizza, asking what toppings you want. 'You like cooking, huh?' He nodded while he swallowed the bite he just had taken. 'I do actually, it clears my head.' A small slime grew on your face. 'Who taught you?' He shifted a bit uncomfortable, not answering your question immediately and you could already guess the answer. It was an ex-girlfriend. He cleared his throat with an awkward cough. 'An ex-girlfriend, she huh-' He scratched the back of his neck while he was talking, 'she loved cooking and taught me quite a lot. But it was almost ten years ago, I was around nineteen years old then and I never stopped cooking after that.' You turned towards him and gave him a small smile when you saw the awkwardness in his movements. 'You're good at it but I never pictured you for the cooking type.' You jokingly said while you nudged his shoulder with yours. His laughter echoed through the air. 'Oh you didn't? What did you think of me then?' You bought yourself some time by taking another bite from the pizza slices. 'Well, you seem like this big bad guy so I don't know. I imagine you playing pool in bars, hitting on girls with that grin of yours.' 'What grin?' He knew what he was doing as he gave you that darn boyish grind while he had sparkles of mischief in his eyes. You rolled your eyes as he gave you a wink. 'That's the one I'm talking about, but let's continue. I can picture you dancing all night not caring about anyone else but getting a lot of attention from the ladies because you look mysterious.' He shook his head, still grinning. 'Maybe even riding a motorcycle.' 'Havanna, you've watched too many movies.' You shrugged your shoulders. 'That's the vibe you give dude, this is just me observing.' He playfully rolled his eyes. 'Let's see if I can make some right guesses, shall we?' You shifted in your seat and tilted your head to the side, giving him the 'go on' sign. 'So I imagine you being this conscientious girl, helping people out whenever she can. Oh, you do some kind of yoga in your free time as well. And if I'm the douche who is hitting on girls at bars, then you're the one who pretends that she is not interested while she secretly is. Am I close?' You started laughing. 'No, well I do help people but all the other things you've said are total bullshit.' You didn't have the patience to do yoga and you hated it when men hit on you at the bar, but if it was Denver you wouldn't mind you thought to yourself.

'Are you seeing someone ?' The question caught you by surprise and you gave him a confused look. 'You mean outside of all of this?' He nodded. You didn't even know how that would work, no one knew how long this heist was going to take and you didn't know if you were capable to endanger someone you loved that much so you shook your head in response. And then was there the fact that the two of you were sneaking around and sleeping together behind El Proffesor's back, you weren't the type of girl who would take two guys at the same time. 'Are you?' 'No, haven't been seeing someone seriously for quite some time.' There it was, you knew that he wasn't serious about the whole situation. 'And it would be crazy to do so right now, you know. It would be cruel as well to the person on the outside, not hearing from us for weeks and maybe run in with the law.' He shook his head and you did the same. It was quiet for some minutes, you gathered all your courage and just blurted the question out: 'What are we doing actually here, you and me?' He cocked one of his eyebrows and gave you a questioning look. 'What do you mean?' You fiddled with your fingers, the courage leaving your body. 'You know, you and me hanging out all the time, hooking up.' He got this 'Ohw' expression on his face when he realised what you were saying and gave you a small smile. The mischief look made place for kindness. 'Oh, well I- I don't really know what actually is going on between the two of us. I just thought that we would figure it out along the way, no?' You took a deep breath, only then did you realize you had held your breath. 'I just find it difficult to read you, I just want to be sure that I don't mistake your intentions for something else.'

Your heart was pounding in your chest and blood raced to your cheeks, making you blush. 'What makes you confused?' A sight left your lips. 'It's just, you're this big tease, flirting all of the time and I thought that you didn't mean anything with that. But then Tokio and Nairobi started talking in on me, saying that you're a macho and that you didn't act like this before and it's just confusing because I didn't think anything of it before and now I just can't stop overanalysing your every move.' Everything came out at once and you dropped our head in your hands, not wanting to look at him after your rant. 'It's stupid I know.' He made you look back up by placing the index finger of his right hand under your chin. 'Hey, it's not stupid we should talk about this. Everything started out so weird for us, I can imagine that it's overwhelming for you, it's the same for me.' A small smile appeared on your lips as he started talking. He let go of your chin and went with his hands through his hair. 'We live under special circumstances and everything we do is exciting. I talked about it with Rio as well since he and Tokio are in a similar situation as us.' Oh if Tokio only knew about this you thought to yourself. 'And the little shit laughed at me as soon as I told him what was going on on my mind, it was a couple of weeks ago and he is teasing me about it ever since.' A chuckle left your lips, Rio teasing Denver? 'Do you think that it's only a byproduct of the high we're living in?'

That was the thing you didn't know. Denver was a great guy, you would fall for him outside of this whole setting but you were afraid that it was him who wouldn't look at you twice outside in the real world. 'I thought that it might be the case for you.' He tilted his head to the side, giving you a confused look. 'I'm not some exciting girl outside all of this. As you said, I'm just a medic who happens to work with the mafia. I'm not even doing that anymore, I'm just an ER nurse outside all of this. I figured that you would get bored of me.' His eyes had a sad look in them. 'Did you really think that?' You nodded. 'Oh Havanna, I never saw you as boring. I thought you were an innocent girl who had her first run-in with some criminals, I just wanted to keep you from making bad decisions. I didn't think of you as boring.' He gently placed his right hand on your cheek, placing soft strokes with his thumb. It felt as if your skin was on fire underneath his touch. He was so gentle as if he was scared that you were going to break into a million pieces. 'I-' He didn't finish his sentences as he leaned in, placing his lips on yours. It took you a second to comprehend what was happening but your body went into autopilot. You crawled onto your knees without breaking the kiss so you could get closer to him, placing one knee on either side of him so you could straddle his lap. He placed his hands on the small of your back, trying to pull you even closer. It just felt right. After a minute or two, you pulled back so you could catch your breath. The mischievous look had found his eyes again, it made you blush as he eyed you up and down. 'Oh girl, just to get this straight, boring girls don't do this.' He pointed towards you and the way you were sitting on his lap, 'don't you act so innocent.' You rolled your eyes at him as you bit on the inside of your cheek, trying to suppress a grin. His mischievousness made place for a new look, he hadn't looked at you like that. He had love in his eyes. 'I was drawn to you from the moment you walked into that party with Berlin. But you just looked so innocent, so pure and I couldn't let myself be selfish with you so I did my best to make you change your mind. I'm glad I failed tho.' He softly stroked your cheek as he spoke. 'Oh Havanna, I've got me under your spell.' Your chest filled with a wonderful feeling, blood rushing through your body making your heart pound like crazy. 'I'm yours if you want me to be, Havanna.'

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athenamgh · 4 months

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#IV

Professor: How drunk were you last night?

Y/n: Well, I still have my pants on, so not that drunk?

Lisbon: You do realize that those aren't your pants..

*Alicia enters the room*

Lisbon *points to her*: That's your pants.

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depressopax · 4 months

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HII could you maybe write something for Berlin like HCs being in a relationship with him, maybe with connections to the new show or sm.

(Im actually so glad I found someone who writes for this fandom bc there’s literally no one nearly 😭)

Berlin - Relationship headcanons

Thank you for the request!! <3 I'm happy to see more LCDP fans here omg 😭 Hope ya like it! :)

Smut version can be found here

Pairing: Berlin/Andrés de Fonollosa x gn!reader Genre: Fluff, headcanons Warning(s): Spoilers for LCDP. Cuss words, Berlin being a bit possessive, reader uses they/them pronouns Words: 1145 Summary: Being in a relationship with Berlin would include… English is not my first language - lmk if there's any spelling mistakes so I can improve my writing! <3

Being in a relationship with this man would be a roller-coaster of emotions…

But you can’t really complain!

People see him as “cold and self-centered”, which is partially true.

BUT when he’s in love, it’s like his whole personality changes.

You are his whole world, and he will do everything to put his ego aside, and show you just how loving he can be.

And boy, he succeeds…

When he first saw you, it was love at first sight, or at least for him.

He would find out everything about you, what you like to eat, what hobbies you have, and the places you like to be at.

He would just wait for you to approach him first, but it wasn’t that easy…

After a while, he stopped being stubborn and started talking to you.

Berlin would make sure you fall for him, and that would be his biggest goal.

He would take you on extraordinary dates and totally spoil you.

He prefers calm private dates, but wouldn’t mind going to a bar/nightclub if you like that.

Despite his sophisticated looks, he knows how to party. (That one scene in Berlin when he’s at the punk club LMAOO)

Seeing you hyped up makes him happy, so how can he not love partying with you?

The two of you having lazy mornings together. Berlin is a night owl, and getting him out of bed in the morning is a challenge.

He’ll also never let you leave bed. - “Just 5 more minutes, love! - “Are you gonna leave me, all cold and lonely in bed, huh?”

Berlin wouldn’t give up his flirting until you fall in love with him.

Once that happens - he won’t shut up about you

Like, EVER.

He would drive Sergio and his other friends insane with how much he talks about you, telling them a bit too much about his love life…

Berlin is the cheesiest guy you’ll ever meet, tbh.

And he takes that as a compliment.

He would write you love letters, send good-morning AND goodnight messages to you, and bring you flowers every now and then.

Berlin is a man with many talents, and he loves impressing you, especially with his singing

Cheesy as it sounds, he even sings you serenades to express his love and devotion.

You’d have to put up with his weird and impulsive ideas.

Whether it’s planning a spontaneous trip, a heist, etc…

He needs someone to tell him to calm the hell down lol

As seen in the show, Berlin is very passionate and a bit unpredictable.

Being in a relationship is no exception.

Everyday with him is like an adventure, and he knows how to spice things up to not end up like a “boring couple”.

His goal would be making sure the honeymoon phase never ends.

He would make sure to tell you how amazing and good-looking you are EVERYDAY.

He is not afraid to argue with you, but would rather admit he is “wrong” rather than have you be mad at him for too long.

He’s not always good at reading your emotions and knows what you’re feeling, but tries to.

It breaks his heart to see you upset, and will try to make you feel better.

He can be rather possessive too. If someone stares at you for a bit too long, or flirt with you, he’s not afraid to show them that “you are his”.

He’s extra protective of you when you are around his friends. He wants to make sure you feel safe, and also that no one tries hitting on you…

Especially if you are shy, he’d be very close to you, smile at you when you talk and laugh extra loud if you say something funny.

He makes sure your friends like him.

He wants to make a good impression on everyone, but especially when it is your friends and family.

Big fan of PDA. He’s a man that is not afraid to kiss you in public, and he practically never lets go of your hand when you’re outdoors together.

When cuddling, he prefers being the big spoon.

One of Berlin’s love languages is touch.

He enjoys having his hand on your thigh, giving your shoulders soft massages, and forehead kisses. He’s the type of guy to kiss your hands, too.

If you have long hair, he tends to fidget with it, running his fingers through it, stroking it away from your face and even braiding it.

Berlin definitely treats you like a god/goddess.

But the relationship would also be challenging from time to time.

Berlin being a criminal does bother you.

Your fear is for him to get caught and end up in jail.

He’d have to reassure you a lot that he won’t get caught, promising you that he will be fine.

But don’t worry, he makes sure to keep that promise.

His pet names for you: (My) love, honey, babe…

His phone is full with pictures of you and you’re definitely both his home- and lock-screen.

He has lots of money, and spends them on you, whether you like it or not.

Berlin enjoys luxury and wants to give you a luxurious life.

His dream is to travel and see the world with you by his side.

If you don’t speak Spanish, he would offer to teach it to you.

He is very overprotective and makes sure you keep a distance from his work.

But he does enjoy impressing you with dramatic stories about his heists.

During his most difficult and dangerous heists, he will think of you and keep on fighting so he can come back home to you.

When he’s away for a longer time, Berlin makes sure to text and call you with regular updates. But in all honesty, he just misses your voice.

Like I said earlier, he is an unpredictable man, and if someone is mean to you, yikes… - “Just drop it, Andrés!” “No, babe… I’ll have a ‘chat’ with them…”

Remember the throwback scene of Berlin and the man that made fun of his bow tie?

Let’s just say, whoever insulted you will return to you and apologize, trembling and crying from pain and fright.

…Berlin would just return to you with a smug smile, pretending like nothing happened…

And act all clueless when you confront him about it.

With you, Berlin is soft and passionate, but others view him as your “scary boyfriend”, a title he accepts with pride.

To summarize… Despite Berlin's cold exterior, he is the complete opposite with you. He has so much love to give, and isn’t scared to do so. He will make sure to worship you and make sure you feel loved. All he wants is to spend his time with you, and give you the passion, excitement and devotion you deserve. Being together with him is definitely not boring.

I have such hate-love relationship to Berlin bruh 😭 Andrés in Berlin >>>>>>> LCDP

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bumblesimagines · 22 days

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Silene Oliveira/Tokyo

been a long time since i last saw you.

this reminds me of the night we met.

don't flirt with me.

been a long time since i last saw you.

this reminds me of the night we met.

don't flirt with me.

Pronouns: He/Him/His, M!Reader

Toledo was a beautiful city, not that you'd been given much of a chance to get acquainted with it before being hauled up to a large remote house per The Professor's instructions. But the scenery was beautiful, at least. The view atop the hill allowed for the perfect view of the setting sun, made all the better with beer and the distant sound of music playing from the patio. A perfect evening and a perfect view... ruined by a voice that made your heart clench with bitterness.

"Been a long time since I last saw you." Her light, airy, far too casual voice reached your ears. Your muscles automatically tensed, fingers tightening around your bottle, and the serenity of the view promptly faded. You bit your tongue and raised the bottle to your lips, finishing the contents and hoping the effects would soothe your mind. "(Y/N)- Or, well... It's Athens now, right? I guess I should get used to that name before the heist."

You stared straight forward, unable to bear the thought of looking at her without wanting to walk out of the whole operation. A face you once loved seeing, muddled with her actions and memories you'd rather forget. She was a reminder of the person who'd truly broken your heart and trust: René. The man who picked you up from juvie and promised to never abandon you like your parents had. The man who taught you everything you needed to know about heists, about guns, and thievery. The man you looked up to dearly and spilled everything to. The man who slept with your girlfriend nearly fifteen years ago. The man who'd been gunned down in the street only a couple weeks prior. Your brother, your confidant, your partner in crime, and the most disgusting man you'd ever known.

You still remembered that morning when you returned from a night out with friends, hungover as hell but alert enough to notice the scattered beer bottles on the table, the lack of chatter in the small rented apartment, and best of all, the sight of seventeen-year-old Silene in the arms of thirty-one-year old René. You would've found the surprise and horrified looks on their faces humorous if it hadn't been for the betrayal you felt. Half of the morning was spent arguing with René while Silene cried uncontrollably until you grabbed a few things and got into your car, speeding off down the street and never seeing either of them ever again.

You hardly mourned René when you saw his corpse and face on the news the day of his death. To you, he'd been dead since that fateful day. And you would've moved on, would've finally found some real peace at last, if The Professor hadn't sat beside you at the park a few days later while you watched your kid run around with his friends and offered you a job; A heist that'd leave you with more than enough euros to never work or be apart from your son ever again. Enough money to send him off to college, to find a nice place to settle down, and to live out the rest of your years doing whatever you wanted without having to worry about being arrested during 'work'.

"This reminds me of the night we met." Silene - No, the code names were necessary, she'd been right in that regard - Tokyo said, her finger dragging down your bicep. You rolled your shoulder to shrug her off, huffing out a soft scoff. "You remember that night? They wouldn't let me into the bar 'cause I was a kid but then you and René vouched-"

"We helped you, got you a fake id, let you stay with us when you had an argument with your mom, and the week after you said you loved me, you fucked my brother and now left him for dead. Don't pretend things between us are fine, Tokyo. Don't flirt with me. Don't talk to me like we're old friends. We're strangers. Nothing more, nothing less. If you're that desperate for dick then maybe go hop on Rio or Denver's." You sneered at her, brushing past her with another scoff and making your way back to the party, back to the rest of your colleagues and away from the woman who'd ruined your life.

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darthgloris · 1 year

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Hi! Could you maybe write what Berlin would be like if his girlfriend/wife got pregnant? Can be a one-shot or just headcanons <3

A/N: Hey! Of course you can, this is actually an adorable idea!! Here it is honey, hope you like it ❤❤

Warnings: pregnancy, fluff, spoilers

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I think Berlín would be a bit shocked to find out that he got his girlfriend pregnant

Especially when they were dating in secret

He'd feel extremely guilty for putting her body through that pain

Let it be childbirth or abortion

But most importantly for not telling her that he wouldn't be with her and their kid for long because of his ilness

She had pulled him apart from the others that day to tell him

"Honey, can we... talk for a second?"

"Of course, what's going on? Should I be worried?"

"Depends... you know what, probably..?"

"Now I am a bit worried actually."

"Yeah, um, listen... I took a pregnancy test last night and... it's positive."

Berlín almost fell over

He had no idea how to respond

For once in his life he was at a loss for words

"But- but- how did we... I mean, we were careful..."

"'Oh, no, I have fast swimmers, boo-hoo!'"

He was confused for a moment

He was used to Y/N's sarcasm, but this was the first time he had to hold back his laughter

When she realised that she had snapped, she tangled a hand in her hair out of embarrassment

"Sorry, I don't know what got into me."

"It's okay. What do you want to do with it?"

He wasn't going to force her into anything

Instead of jumping in with a decision for both of them, he thought it was better to let her decide what to do with her body

"I... don't know. I have to think about it."

"Of course. Take your time, honey."

After that day, he was much sweeter and gentler with her

He didn't care if anyone noticed

He'd never let her make any big effort

He'd rub her stomach much more often, trying to get contact with the baby

Y/N saw how he acted with the baby, even if it was unborn

And she just couldn’t take that away from him

"Berlín."

"Yeah?"

"I want to keep it."

His jaw dropped open

"...wh-what... are you sure?"

"Yes."

She'd always remember how his eyes lit up and filled with tears

She was glad she could see this side of him

In fact, her pride grew at the fact that she was the one who got to

The next couple of months were very enjoyable for the two of them

The baby bump was still coverable

So she wore oversized clothes to keep it hidden as much as possible

Soon enough they started thinking of names

"How about... Nadia for a girl?"

"That's a beautiful name. Oh, what if we tried to keep the city name tradition alive?"

"And what did you have in mind?"

"Vienna. Bali. Londres. París. Whatever you please, my love."

Berlín handled her hormones like a pro

He'd never take her attitude moments personally

Comfort her when she cried

Even if it was the dumbest reason you could think of

If she had to be honest, she preferred the cuddly, sweet and thoughtful side of him to the cold, distant one

She absolutely loved the attention and butterflies he gave her

So much so that the relationship was barely even a secret anymore

The gang noticed how he started acting towards her but didn't think much of it

Until they noticed her stomach starting to get bigger

Their secret was saved though, but it came at a price

Y/N had a miscarriage

Berlín was devastated

He had gotten much closer to her than he'd expected

And as much as he loved the kid

There were a lot of things that were taken off his shoulders

For example, breaking her heart by telling her he had a year left to live

And would have left her and their child alone

But otherwise, they were deeply heartbroken

He didn't stop with the attention, though

It kept them both sane

At least enough to hold on until the heist

#lcdp #berlin x reader #la casa de papel #money heist #berlin

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randynova · 2 years

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ᴅᴇᴠɪʟ's ᴘʀᴏᴍɪsᴇ

ʙᴇʀʟɪɴ/ sᴏɴɢ ᴊᴜɴɢ ʜᴏ x ғᴇᴍ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

A.N.: I was so disappointed there wasn't much on this fine piece of a man yet. Then I remember, "Wait, I can write…." Sooo, I put something out! Enjoy while I work on requests.

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ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ(s): sᴍᴜᴛ ᴡ/ᴏ ᴘʟᴏᴛ, ᴀɢᴇ ɢᴀᴘ, ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ʙɪᴛ ᴏғ ᴄʜᴏᴋɪɴɢ, ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴs ᴏғ ᴏᴠᴇʀsᴛɪᴍᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ

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"Hahh… hahh, sir…! Ahhh!"

A nip to your helix has you shuddering, the rumbling laughter of the man having goosebumps run across your body. "Shhh, you don't want to alert the others, now do you…?" He whispers, his clothed chest flush against your bare back as hot breath tickles your ear, hands gripping your waist and pulling you back into his hips. "It'd be such a shame if we can't finish. You wouldn't want that, right…?"

You shake your head, mewling as he sinks you back onto his cock, gasping at the stretch of his thick girth, clenching your thighs together whilst tears lear at your eyes. For a criminal, he really knew how to break a woman, how to have her melt into a babbling mess under his touch and still wish for more.

A stream of pants and small whines slip past your parted lips, gripping onto the desk presiding in the main office of operations, eyes rolling to the back of your head as the crown of his cock presses against your cervix. He groans, burying his face into your hair, screwing his eyes shut from your tight cunt constricts around him. The man could feel himself getting lost in your warmth, knowing it would be difficult to push back his own release from coming early. God, he was grateful you two were the only ones awake — for now.

He laughs breathlessly, a single hand trailing up your body and wrapping around your pretty throat. He gives a few squeezes, eliciting an adorable whine from you. Berlin hums, satisfied with your answer, knowing the cute little assistant wanted this just as much as him. "Of course you don't, darling…. Can't have my favorite girl left in such an unsatisfied position. Mm, f-fuck…!"

The feeling of his palm against your windpipe had blood rushing to your head, head spinning as your senses heightened, whimpering pathetically as you gushed around his shaft once more. You couldn't keep count how many times you cummed, but you didn't care. Fuck, you couldn't care as long as he keeps fucking you like you were nothing more than his own damn personal coccksleeve. Shame bubbled in your chest at the thought, only to be ignored by how his tongue ran across the flesh of your shoulder, painting the canvas of your body with dark welts, bringing you back to your own filthy desires.

The world be damned, you craved the criminal and the pleasure he gave you — the attention, the compliments, the feeling of being wanted — you craved it all. And now, you were more than addicted and he knew it.

You start pushing your hips back into his pelvis, desperately fucking yourself on him in an attempt to reach the famailar high again, to feel him spill his fertile seed in your cunny. You sob pitifully, "O-Oh, sir, please, please, want – ah—hahhh…!"

"Hm? What? Tell me, what does my pretty girl want...?" He coos, tightening his hold on your throat.

Throwing your pride aside, you plead to him, voice dripping with longing, "Need your cum, sir, please — please cum inside! Ngh–ahh!"

He stays silent for a moment, stuttering in his movements for a moment. His breath fans the shell of your ear, muttering, "Are you sure? Because once you agree, I will not hold myself back anymore…."

The dangerous edge dripping in his voice made your core throb, nodding frantically as he chuckled in pure delight. You truly were a whore.

Berlin bites his tongue and swallows dryly, letting go of your throat and leaning up. Who was he to deny your wish, he thought before rutting into you, clutching your plush. You were nothing but obedient and so very giving, now, it was up to him to graciously return the favor.

Dark hues trail to where you two connect, mesmerized at the sight of your dripping pussy, arousal stringing to his dick as he pistons his hips in and out your weeping heat. A squeal rips from your throat as he pumps inside your poor cunt with fervor, determined to coat your walls with his cum, wanting to see your young cunny filled to the brim. The sounds of slapping skin and squelching came in continuous wet clicks, resonating in the empty room. Oh it all created such a sinful symphony of lust.

A series of broken moans drifted in the air, mixing with your cries and chanting of his name, arching your spine and clawing at the wooden surface. Praises trickled from his mouth, shaft twitching and balls tightening as he dragged his cock, whispering how well you were taking him – how beautiful you were, how precious you were to him, and he couldn't wait to make you his for good.

Each sugar-coated word had you reeling and soon, believing every promise as your orgasm washed over you in waves, clenching and releasing around him as your juices dribbled down the curve of your ass. He did not deter and merely quickened his pace, chuckling darkly at the irony of the situation.

Berlin, however, was not even close to being done and now that you made it abundantly clear how much you wanted him, he would use it to his advantage. You were a wicked rapture of his own creation, and he would be stupid to not abuse the emotions you held towards him.

Afterall, he needed some way to pass the time and someone like you to make the stress of the heist all the worth bearing.

You'd forgive him though, right?

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©ʀᴀɴᴅʏɴᴏᴠᴀ || ᴀʟʟ ʀɪɢʜᴛs ʀᴇsᴇʀᴠᴇᴅ || ɴᴏ ᴛʀᴀɴsʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴs, ᴇᴅɪᴛs, ᴄᴏᴘʏɪɴɢ, ʀᴇᴘᴏsᴛɪɴɢ, ᴇᴛᴄ. ᴜɴᴅᴇʀ ᴀɴʏ ᴄɪʀᴄᴜᴍsᴛᴀɴᴄᴇs.

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castielli · 2 years

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How to request:

Send your request featuring the character you want, the plot (+ANGST, FLUFF…) and anything I need to know about the reader.

MASTERLISTS:

MOVIES/TV SHOWS

KDRAMA/KPOP

OCs PROFILE:

@nathan-ocs

Fandoms I write for under the cut!

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NCIS

Timothy McGee

Jimmy Palmer

Nicholas Torres

CRIMINAL MINDS

Spencer Reid

Penelope Garcia (platonic��)

Luke Alvez

CALL OF DUTY (MW/WWII)

John Price

Soap MacTavish

Ghost Riley

Gaz Garrick

Alex Keller

Alejandro Vargas

Phillip Graves

Vladimir Makarov

Rudy Parra

Red Daniels

William Pierson

Joseph Turner

Robert Zussman

Frank Aiello

Drew Stiles

SHAMELESS

Ian Gallagher

Carl Gallagher

Lip Gallagher

Mickey Milkovich

Kevin Ball

THE WALKING DEAD (+TELLTALE GAME)

Rick Grimes

Daryl Dixon

Glenn Rhee

Negan Smith

Shane Walsh

Lee Everett

Kenny

Doug

Mark

STRANGER THINGS

Steve Harrington

Billy Hargrove

Robin Buckley (platonic)

Eddie Munson

Jim Hopper

Jonathan Byers

Peter/001

Jason Carver

Dimitri

THE UMBRELLA ACADEMY (I still need to finish the last season😊)

Viktor Hargreeves

Klaus Hargreeves

Diego Hargreeves

Number Five

Luther Hargreeves

Ben Hargreeves

SUPERNATURAL

Dean Winchester

Sam Winchester

Castiel

Crowley

Bobby (platonic)

Chuck

NOW YOU SEE ME

Jack Wilder

J. Daniel Atlas

Merritt McKinney

Dylan Rhodes

Chase McKinney

MARVEL (Avengers/X-men)

Wanda Maximoff

Tony Stark

Bruce Banner

Thor Odinson

Loki Laufeyson

Steve Rogers

Stephen Strange

Peter Parker (Tom/Andrew/Tobey)

Clint Barton

Deadpool

Bucky Barnes

Sam Wilson

Peter Quill

Quentin Beck/Mysterio

Eddie Brock/Venom

Druig

Ikaris

Charles Xavier

Erik Lehnsherr

Peter Maximoff

Wolverine

Scott Summers

Hank McCoy

Bobby Drake

Alex Summers

Phil Coulson

Marc Spector/Steven Grant/Jake Lockey

Scott Lang

Pietro Maximoff

Mobius M. Mobius

Matt Murdock

Shang-chi

STAR WARS

Anakin Skywalker

Luke Skywalker

Obi-Wan Kenobi

Kylo Ren

Poe Dameron

Finn

TEEN WOLF

Stiles Stilinski

Scott McCall

Derek Hale

Isaac Lahey

Jackson Whittemore

Peter Hale

Theo Raeken

Liam Dunbar

Jordan Parrish

Mason Hewitt

Danny Mahealani

Aiden Steiner

Ethan Steiner

Corey Bryant

THE BOYS IN THE BAND

Bernard

Harold

Hank

Donald

Cowboy

Alan McCarthy

Michael

Larry

Emory

WHITE COLLAR

Neal Caffrey

Peter Burke

Mozzie (platonic)

Clinton Jones

DIVERGENT

Peter

Caleb Prior

Four

HARRY POTTER

Neville Longbottom

Sirius Black

Cedric Diggory

Seamus Finnigan

Viktor Krum

Remus Lupin

Draco Malfoy

Tom Riddle

Charlie Weasley

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Percy Weasley

Ron Weasley

Oliver Wood

FANTASTIC BEASTS AND WHERE TO FIND THEM

Gellert Grindelwald (Mads Mikkelsen)

Newt Scamander

Credence Barebone

Theseus Scamander

Albus Dumbledore (Jude Law)

HUNGER GAMES

Peeta Mellark

Coriolanus Snow

Sejanus Plinth

MAZE RUNNER

Newt

Thomas

Gally

Minho

911 (and LONE STAR)

Evan Buckley (Buck)

Howie Han (Chimney)

Bobby Nash

Eddie Diaz

TK Strand

Carlos Reyes

Paul Strickland

Owen Strand

Jud Ryder

Mateo Chavez

RIVERDALE

Jughead Jones

FP Jones

Archie Andrews

Hiram Lodge

Sweet Pea

Fangs

Kevin Keller

Reggie Mantle

Chic

Moose Mason

BROOKLYN99

Jake Peralta

Terry Jeffords

All the others (platonic only)

CHRISTIAN BALE

Patrick Bateman (American Psycho)

Bruce Wayne (Batman)

PEDRO PASCAL

Joel Miller (TLOU)

Din Djarin (The Mandalorian)

Javi Gutierrez (The Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent)

Javier Peña (Narcos)

Oberyn Martell (Game of Thrones)

Agent Whiskey (Kingsman)

Silva (Strange Way of Life)

Francisco Morales (Triple Frontier)

Marcus Moreno (We Can Be Heroes)

Dieter Bravo (The Bubble)

DETROIT BECOME HUMAN

Connor

RK900

Hank

Markus

Luther

Simon

Gavin

Josh

BARBIE

Ken (Ryan)

Ken (Simu)

Allan

SHERLOCK

Sherlock Holmes

John Watson

Jim Moriarty

Mycroft Holmes

FNAF (movie)

Mike Schmidt

Steve Raglan

SUITS

Harvey Specter

Mike Ross

LA CASA DE PAPEL

El Profesor

Berlín

Palermo

Denver

Río

I WON’T WRITE:

-Smut (for anyone)

-R*pe

-Female readers/GN readers

-Suic*de

-inc*st

-Crossdressing

-Romantic/Suggestive stories for underage characters (only platonic, basically)

If the character you wanted to request is not on the list, you can try and ask me anyways.

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andrewthedeadly · 1 year

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0 fanfics for the professor (sergio) … is this some sort of sick joke …

#la casa de papel #lcdp #money heist #sergio marquina #el profesor #the professor #sergio marquina x reader

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worldgreatestarchersimp · 1 year

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Me 🤝 wanting to write for fandoms no one reads or writes anymore

So I'm adding now new fandoms and characters

Money Heist

'cause I'm rewatching my comfort show

Alicia Sierra

Berlin

Denver

El Professor

Lisbon

Nairobi

Palermo

Rio

Tokyo

Station 19

Andrea Herera

Maya Bishop

Victoria Hughes

#money heist #money heist x reader #la casa de papel x reader #la casa de papel #alicia sierra x reader #berlin x reader #tokyo x reader #rio x reader #palermo x reader #nairobi x reader #denver x reader #professor x reader #lisbon x reader #station 19 #station 19 x reader #andrea herrera x reader #jack gibson x reader #maya bishop x reader #victoria hughes x reader

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