literally going feral with sunshine!reader x grumpy!gallagher. i love this trope to death any thoughts on a hcs?!

Ofc, ofc!! Now let's get going with this headcanon.

No warnings! Just fluff with sunshine!reader × grumpy!Gallagher. Hope you enjoy Anon!!

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Grumpy!Gallagher would be all tired from working all day, bumping into you would make him even more tired. Making the old dog all Grumpy around your sunshine self.

He would grumble as you would talk and talk about your day, asking him questions about his day only to be met with a annoyed sigh.

Grumpy!Gallagher who looks down with annoyance and tired eyes, he makes it seem like he hates your company. But really he likes it, just doesn't want to admit it and is just grumpy with you.

Will sigh when he sees you running up to him, about to talk his ears off again. And with your bubbly personality that really shows off on you. Makes him even more grumpy.

Always so smiley and bubbly around him and he's just frowning or glaring at you with annoyance. Maybe not talk off his ear and give him silence would make this guy less grumpy...

Grumpy!Gallagher who only shows that he's pissy or annoyed that your around, but really, he likes it. Your his soft spot but he hides it, and he does not want you to know that.

There is sometimes when grumpy!Gallagher isn't glaring or giving you some type of look. He is actually relaxed around you, but usually doesn't show it because he's sooo grumpy! But that's okay, because he shows his gratitude in his own ways.

Will give you free drinks time to time, will get very annoyed if you ask why. But he just shuts you up and says "Take it, before I change my mind." With a small, ity bity smile curling on his lips. But quickly fades away when he catches himself.

If it was relationship wise with him, grumpy!Gallagher would be less grumpy and annoyed towards you. Will show his affections in small ways outside, like holding your hand or waist.

Grumpy!Gallagher who would totally love having cuddles with you before going to work, still tired but feeling your warmth against his body makes him less grumpy.

Does show his soft side towards you more and more as the relationship proceeds, shows you his smile time to time. Will stop immediately if you get all giggly and tease him about it.

Grumpy!Gallagher would get extremely grumpy if you leave the bed and away from his arms. Will give you silent treatment until you promise you won't ever, everrr do it again.

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"Darl', Shh..." Gallagher groans out tiredly as he brings his face to your neck, taking a deep inhale of your scent. "But, i didn't tell you on how cute the puppy was!—" you start before he grumbles loudly. "Darlin', go to bed." He growled out, before continuing. "Please..." Gallagher says softly, hugging your waist as he spoons you. Making the cuddle session more intimate and filled with passion.

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Author's note: Hello! I hope you have enjoyed this headcanon along side with a very small one-shot? I think that is what it is called. Anyways, thank you Anon for this request!! Would love to see more!! :) And reblogs are appreciated as always!!

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Miguel O'hara x fem!reader

. TW: NSFW!, handjobs (male receiving), fingering (female receiving) p in v, miguel (he deserves to be a trigger warning he is SO bad)

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. ive literally been thinking about this since last week for weeks but ive been too lazy to type it out lmaoo

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theres no way of telling how long the two of you would go at it, might as well say days or weeks even. well thats what it feels like. fuck the ushy gushy romantics, this was some hard. core. shit.

his back would be littered with your artwork, long and short drapes from your nails, blood threatening to spill. the contrast with his brown skin, absolutely delicious. the marks he left on your neck is like jewelry, it looks so fucking pretty on you. miguel loves seeing what he does to you- the way he makes you wither and squirm, the faces you make because of him, the sounds you make because of him. He would put you in all kinds of positions, on your side, your back, having you on top of him, him on top of you, your limbs bent in ways you didnt know were possible- you get the point.

but some nights, some nights he just wanted to relax, sit back and watch you work, let you do your magic. You wanted to make him feel better, you enjoyed having his eyes on you, watching your movements.

you straddled his waist with your backside facing him, on instinct his hands went to your hips, gripping them gently. you bent down and peppered light kisses to his toned legs making him sigh out. trailing your fingers further up his legs- you sat up again and took his cock in your hands. He was an impressive size, he weight of him in your hands is satisfying. you rub your thumb over his tip, catching the little bit of precum that began to spill out. you took your free hand and put two fingers on your mouth then bring them back down to Miguel's dick. he groans at the wetness and begins to drag his hands up your back, tracing over your spine and dragging his nails down your back- leaving the lightest pink marks.

you start to pump his cock with slow fluid movements. his mewls were graceful, nice, and deep. each stroke you did, you gradually got faster and faster until you built up a nice pace that made miguel arch his back and pant harshly. Your touch was intoxicating. every pump miguel felt like he was going to tumble over the edge. you started to grind slightly against miguel trying to stimulate yourself during the deed. miguel saw this and gripped your hips again and started helping you roll your hips. you threw your head back and gripped his cock. "fóllame- amor~" *fuck me- love~* miguel cursed lightly, then shifted himself upwards- his chest against your back. miguel slithered his hand down over your stomach to your clit and began to rub slowly circles making you shudder. "Tan mojada mi vida~" *so wet, my life~* he whispers against your neck.

you brought your hand to his neck to push him further into your neck where he left kisses and marks. you gave his cock a few more pumps before aligning him with your entrance. miguel kept his mouth to your neck breathing in your scent. his hands were back on your waist, helping you sink onto him. you both moaned out loudly when you instantly clenched around him. he breathed erratically into your neck as he rutted into, already hitting your sweet spot. you started rubbing your clit again already bringing you closer to release. miguel snaked one of his hands to your breast and toyed with your nipple making you groan out again. "im close amor~" he let you know, but you already knew his thrusts beginning to falter and become more erratic. he brought his hand to your clit and rubbed messy circles into you bringing you over the edge. a string of long moans and whimpers fell from your mouth, letting miguel finally tumble over. humming at the feeling of his essence coating you.

"gracias mi vida. . i needed this.." *thank you my life*

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. a/n: THIS SHOULD NOT HAVE TAKEN SO LONG TO WRITE OUT☠️☠️ literally no excuses im just a lazy fuck😭 it went on a little longer than it needed to but i hope it doesn't seem to rushed- I also hope the Spanish translations are correct i used google translate for them if theyre not please correct me- ALSO typing this up on your phone is so damn hard☠️☠️ always gonna write fics on lappytop, anyways hope you enjoyed <3

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AVATAR RECOM HEADCANONS - INTRO

Recoms!Deja Blu Unit - Science"Puke"! Reader

This is my first headcanon series and I am incredibly nervous because there are so many good ones out there already. I have read quite a few amazing headcanon series by various blogs who practically carry the whole Avatar Fanfic scene, which I am really grateful for! I know these sorts of scenarios have been done a lot by now, but I wanted to get one out and put my own spin on it. I hope to write more and update this series as well as take in requests, one-shots, etc, expanding on the characters as much as I can. I hope you enjoy! Avatar has consumed my life, lol...

Disclaimer: I do not own AVATAR, nor do I own its creative properties and original characters. I do, however, own the 'reader' character as well as other created figures that do not appear in the Avatar films, video games, or comic books. Characters involved: Miles Quaritch, Lyle Wainfleet, Alexander Ja, Mansk, Zdindarsk aka Z-Dog, Zhang, Lopez, Fike, Warren, Walker, Prager, Brown - mentions of Jake Sully

Plot Summary: The story takes place during the events of TWOW, right before the great reef battle. I won't spoil any crucial plot details (for those who haven't watched the movie yet), so I'll end it there. The reader is a militant medic with a biochemistry background, now assigned special care to ensure Project Phoenix's success. As their body chemistry is quite different and unique from that of humans, they require some help getting used to their new vessel. This is where you come in... and boy... you were not prepared for this. A bunch of Na'vi Human hybrids at the peak of their prime, fuelled by hormonal rage, primal instincts, and a knack for vengeance, they sure as hell turned your daily life topsy turvy. To them, you were nothing more than another science puke here to bore them out of their minds,  even though you had some military training as well. It is up to you to show them otherwise. To earn a place in their ranks.

Will (y/n) be able to handle this task or eventually fold like the others?

Warning(s): Cursing - Mild bullying - Negging - Foul language - Playful flirting

Content: SFW (Minors DNI) The reader is human and female. I plan to write specific headcanons for each individual character, but this was just a very long and detailed starter in order to get the ball rolling. Also this is not proof-read, so take this with a grain of salt. Happy reading! (also English is not my first language, so please bear with me) ______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

Hailing from a gentle background of academics and artists, you've decided to take a completely different route from what your family had destined for you. Going against their wishes and dissapointing a few members here and there was a price you were willing to pay in order to fulfill a lifelong dream. The prize of independence. Or perhaps you were tired of people telling you what you could and couldn't do. The idea of an adventure, exploring new worlds and galaxies, far far away from home was far more attractive than spending your years trying to fix a dying planet. But you also had a knack for helping and aiding those in need. Being a healer with a vast background of medicine and herbs only came natural to you. And as you graduated top of your class, you sought a new challenge. So you joined the space force. Military training was hard but you managed adquedately.  And as you finally becamea full-fledged medic, you signed a contract with the RDA to be shipped off to Pandora.

Save to say, the six years of light-year travel did take a toll on your body. It was often emphasized that dreams do not occur during cryo sleep. Yet, your case was the opposite. Over and over you saw visions of a lush, prehistoric forest that almost looked magical and foreign. Due to overpopulation and pollution, nature seized to exist altogether back on earth, so thinking of what this mythical Pandora may look like, sparked a fire in the pits of your stomach. You began to wonder if these dreams held any meaning to them... or if it was just your brain chemistry running haywire during the cryogenic sleep. The closer you got, the giddier you grew - excited and electrified at the idea of setting foot on one of the most precious planet known to man. Perhaps in the entire universe.

After your space shuttle finally docked at the RDA's space station, you were quickly briefed on your assignment by the announcers, guiding you to the nearest secretary. The secretary looked over her glasses and tossed you an illegible glare before sighing with a shake of her head, handing you your paperwork. "May God have mercy on you," she mumbled before calling for the next candidate. You took the papers hesitantly, brows furrowing in confusion before your eyes cast down on  on these said documents. Your eyes widened as your heart nearly sank. You were assigned to assist military Avatar personnel? You looked back up at the lady who was now grinning at you, a glint playing in her gaze. "Fresh meat for the grinder. It's a bit crass they decided to assign a small girl such as yourself to help these beasts," You slowly nodded, an awkward semi-smile forming on your lips, "I guess I like a challenge," you said, tone matching her sarcastic one. You have studied them for three years now, after all. You were prepared.

A few labcoats accompanied by a good portion of cleanroom suits were helping you find your way before passing you your exopack mask. It was the first time you'd ever seen one of those from up close. The concept of not being able to breathe the atmosphere was somewhat daunting. But it was something you had to get used to if you wanted to survive Pandora's 'Adapt or Die' rules. Wasting no time, you quickly strapped them on and secured the clasps, allowing the small piece of machinery to flood your nostrils with fresh oxygen. Impressed, you found it was much clearer and cleaner than that of Earth's... sadly enough.  You then remembered the comment from the secretary earlier on, echoing in your mind over and over again until it festered in the back of your subconscious. Anxiety began to take a hold of you, shaking your confidence ever so slightly.

Inhaling and exhaling deeply, you then issued a curt nod to your superiors who lastly gave you a clipboard, detailing all of your duties and rank among the Recom unit members. "Ready, greenhorn?" Dr. Vasquez piped up, drawing you from your trance. You blinked at him with a wide-eyed deer-caught-in-headlights look, lips parting, "Y-yeah." he chuckled in response to your nervousness before slapping a hand on your shoulder in confidence. "Don' worry, they may look very scary at first glance, but you will soon realize they are professionals just like us, alright?" You nodded, swallowing the lump down your throat before clamping the board beneath your armpit. "Alright then kiddo, let's rock'n'roll," he said with a smirk before punching in a security code to unlock the doors to the decompressors.

The air was filtered to fit the atmosphere of the recoms. Which was in turn, extremely toxic to humans. Unconscious in twenty seconds - dead in four minutes. The prospect didn't sound like very glamorous death. As the door opened, a hiss emitted from the pressure, giving way to the bright light of the sun peaking through the glass windows. Vasquez marched forward before beckoning you to join him. Upon entering, the energy of the room immediately shifted. It was almost palpable to the touch.

A good part of your confidence was chipped away once you laid your eyes on your future teammates. Breath nearly caught in your throat. To say they were tall was a big understatement. They were huge - as a matter of fact - larger than life! Nothing could've prepared you for this. Most of them stood at around ten feet and nearly scraped the ceilings if they hadn't been adjusted to meet their physiology. You continued to saunter forward, one tentative step at a time, eyes still glued to their physiques without so blinking an eye. Their bodies were even more strange, striking you with awe. Slender, graceful, svelte, yet powerful. The complexion was a deep cyan or darker powder blue, decorated in interesting patterns and luminescent dots, all accompanied by a long prehensile tail that idly swung from side to side, giving them a more animalistic edge. They were all broad-shouldered, even the women, as you scanned the room with all the blue-skinned individuals lurking about, their poise signifying a certain strength and fortitude that of a warrior. They could easily toss a person across the room and break every single bone in their body with one blow if they wished.

Eyes were striking like molten gold peering from the shadows, intensely following your every move. Their previous chatter immediately died down as their eyes glued to you and the other scientists. Vasquez took his position next to someone who seemed much more commanding and authoritive compared to the rest. He stood slightly taller and wore a khaki tanktop, exhibiting a set of toned, muscular arms placated on his hips. You caught a glimpse of his tattoo on his left arm. A black eagle. A remnant of his previous life? Or something to distinguish himself from the others, perhaps?

The way he walked with a certain swagger, taking a stance next to Vasquez, sharp yellow eyes peering into the hall, had you nearly choke on your own saliva. He was an intimidating man,  "As you all know, we are sent here to accomplish a mission that we couldn't last time. To hunt down and terminate the leader of the Na'vi insurgency, Jake Sully.  And in order to ensure our success, we have been assigned our personal medical officers who specialize in Na'vi physiology. They make sure none of us step out of line and patch us up during missions. Treat 'em with respect, ya hear? They are as much our responsbilities as we are theirs," his tone was a low, commanding drawl, hinting at his possible origin back from Earth. He also sounded a tad older than his bio stats suggested.

"Wait, we're going to have these science pukes tag along?" Someone groaned in the background.

Doctor Vasquez nudged you with his elbow before whispering something into your ear. So he was the colonel. Colonel Miles Quaritch. The leader of the first recombinant unit Deja Blu, the first Avatar squad produced by Project Phoenix. Vasquez then nodded and brought you and another male medical officer. Thankfully you weren't alone. And as you peeked into the crowd, practically feeling their eyes rake over your forms in a very scrutinizing manner, you wished there were more human scientists to accompany you. "Listen up Recoms," Vasquez announced, matching Quaritch's energy. Which you had noticed, was now glancing at you over his shoulder with a lazed stare. You quickly turned away, hating that all of their attention was on you now. Just great. "Those are your new medical officers," he gestured to both you and your counterpart, earning him a few whispers and hushed conversations between the Na'vi hybrids. The heavily tattooed individual grunted loudly, expressing a clear distaste at the fact.

You watched as the one with the camo cap began to chuckle before leaning over to the tattooed female with the mohawk, gossiping something into her ear. Your eyes narrowed at her, hoping to God they weren't talking shit about you. The male medic next to you semed quite nervous himself, almost glistening with a faint sheen of sweat whenever the light hit his complexion. Oh man... what a great start. "This here is Mr. Ryan," Vasquez said confidently and clamped a hand on his shoulder before pulling you to his side with a toothy grin, "And this is Miss (y/n). They're going to do a quick checkup on your vitals before we make land on Pandora. Their status reports will affect your mission. If you have any further questions regarding any of that, feel free to ask them. Good luck and have fun," he said before departing, giving you a two-finger salute before vanishing out the door.

For a moment, you wished he hadn't abandoned you so soon, but as you stood there, again with the hundred yard stare, you instantly began pulling out your clipboard, training your eyes on the papers rather than the giant soldiers around you. Quaritch cleared his throat before stepping forward, closing in on your proximity. The heat practically rolled off of him. Almost radioactive in a sense. "Right. Welcome to the crew," he said as a deep rumble of chuckles resonated within the hall. You flicked your attention back on them, seeing as their expressions turned from scrutiny to amusement. The one with the hat flicked his chin toward Ryan, "So you get to touch us all around?" Ryan nodded cautiously, "Yes, in a sense. We need to do some physical checkups to make sure your bodies haven't mutated or caught any diseases on the way here and-"

"So you're gonna be cupping my big blue balls, too?" he said, making an obscene gesture as the team burst out in synchronized laughter. Mr Ryan pursed his lips in frustration. You felt his pain, it was nearly palpable.

You were so not ready for this... "Shut your horny mouth, Ja!" one of the female recoms hollered, smacking him on the back of his head.

Judging by the 'joke', you came to the conclusion that they were full-blooded jarheads. You sighed before ticking something off your clipboard. "And what about her? Is she good with her small hands?" At this your eyebrows twitched before you began searching for the miscreant of this statement. Seeing as the one with the bandana had crooked a finger at you. "Man, she does look cute tho... tiny lil thing. What's good, mama?" their banter continued, slapping and fist bumping each other, having the time of their lives. What a fucking farce - you thought to yourself begrudgingly. The behavior reminded you of teenagers experiencing the surge of hormones for the first time. You couldn't believe Vasquez had vouched for their professionalism. Perhaps he was in on the joke as well. "Shut your pie holes. They're here to help, not entertain you, you fucking lowlifes. Treat'em with respect or I'll have your ass handed back to the infirmary, you get me?!" Quaritch's voice boomed, immediately silencing the lively chatter among his subordinates.

Looking over at the colonel, you saw his hardened, chiseled features directed toward you with an unreadable expression. His pointed ears were tucked back against his head as he issued you a small nod. You repaid him with the same respect and inclined your head in acknowledgment before moving on to your first patient. "Brown?" you said, louder than originally intended before you flicked your gaze around the room, searching for any response. "Steven Brown?" you repeated with a bit more clarity. The mohawk lady merely snorted with arms folded, watching you as you searched for your first victim. Suddenly a blue hand lifted, alerting you of your designated recom, seeing that he looked a little less grim and intimidating. Although equally large, he seemed a bit more approachable, in your eyes at least. With that being said, it wasn't exactly a joyride pushing and squeezing yourself through, as some of them actively made an effort of staying rooted to the spot, entertained at your slight struggle. You could have sworn hearing someone wolf whistle at you but you pushed those thoughts aside when you reached your destination.

He was slightly shorter than the rest, not that you could tell right away as he was seated on one of the benches slightly hunched over, his posture overly lax. Much like the others, he sported that classical short military haircut and fade. "Alright doc, whaddya got for me?" he drawled with a certain bite. You decided not to overanalyze everything, as you were already extremely nervous. You meanwhile scribbled down all of the data before setting the clipboard down, looking him in the eye. He remained there, sitting there in silence, monitoring you with a peculiar glint playing in his topaz irises. "Alright, Mr. Brown, could you please stretch out your right arm? I need to take some samples and check your haemogram if that is alright with you," you explained as you flashed him a polite smile while the convos in the background resumed.

Brown simply nodded and muttered a small 'sure thing' before complying with your wishes. Once he extended his appendage, you got a chance to examine it closely - realizing just how large and sinewy his arm was. The texture was interesting too, differing not much from human skin, save for the lack of arm hair. "Finding a vein shouldn't be a problem," you jest before pulling out a small device for blood sampling. It was not a syringe, but a highly advanced gadget that locked down on the skin cell before drawing a bit of blood. "Alright, just let me disinfect this real quick..." you continued before wiping the spot with a small disinfectant wipe, clearing it from any bacteria. The feeling of his skin was curious, smooth yet somehow rougher to the touch compared to human flesh. Pandora's rough climates had evolved them to become perfect survivors as even their skin was harder to penetrate.  Brown tilted his head to the side, ears swiveling curiously when you placed the blood-letting machinery against the crook of his arm. A small pinch broke through his flesh, extracting only a few tiny droplets. "There we go, that's about it-" Before you could continue, however, you caught Brown sending you a mischievous wink. "Didn't hurt at all, doc."

"Got what ya need, Miss (y/n) or... did I get that right?" you felt blood rush to your cheeks, heating your face altogether. They were trying to rile you up on purpose now... "(Y/N) right, but just call me by my first name. No need for being formal," hoping it would somewhat diffuse the awkward tension between you and the recoms. However, things did not go as planned when Brown's brows lifted for a short moment before his ears rotated in your direction, more attentive than before. "Well good to know, (y/n), looking forward to working with ya," your breathing became heavy to his deliberate teasing as he allowed himself to lean forward. You nearly jumped at his sudden intrusion "So (y/n), what does my blood test say?" just then the analysis was completed, giving you a clear stats report on his bloodwork.

"So far so good... bloodwork looks normal. Cholesterol is in the green and.... well..." His face faltered a bit, "What?" "be sure to consume fewer sugary drinks or sweets but other than that, you're fine. Wouldn't want you to be the first adipose soldier on Pandora," his features continued to crack "You calling me fat, doc?" he said before warming up to a smirk. You leaned away from him to avoid his sudden boldness. "Nah, just reminding you to be on your best behavior if you want to keep up with the rest, alright?" Brown scoffed with a shake of his head as you took your clipboard with you, writing down all of the info as well as checking a few boxes. "I'll get back to you later, just need to do the same with.... uh.. Wainfleet?" you asked, squinting your eyes to spot someone a bit taller and a tad bit more athletic looking. He lacked hair, like some of the others as he wiggled his fingers at you flirtatiously, a crooked smile plastered on his lips. "The one and only," you grunted in affirmation, feeling some of the dread returning before you headed over.

A sudden ticklish sensation and force tugged at the crook of your knee, having you to stumble and nearly fall flat on your face. Walker clicked her tongue with a roll of her eyes, "Come on Kevin, leave the poor girl alone already!" Quaritch's nostrils flared when he caught Brown fucking with you. A move of his tail that hooked around your leg in order to trip you. "You better secure that shit, Brown before I clip that thing off, capiche?" He growled, causing Brown to stiffen immediately. Eventually, he lowered his head and ears ".... yes sir... sorry,"

You managed to calm your thundering heart as you eyeballed Brown with a mix of irritation and embarrassment. What an asshole. Is that how it was going to be all the time? Good lord... how much you began to regret signing up for this particular unit. "Mr. Wainfleet?" you said softly, approaching the man cautiously as he eyed you up and down with that same grin on his face.

"Call me Lyle, sweetums. Only my mother calls me Mr. Wainfleet. So.... here to check the goods? Or maybe even get a feel?" Lyle chuckled before flexing his built physique, making you watch his biceps bulge and swell. The action made your throat dry out like the Sahara desert. Just what in the world have you gotten yourself into...

Hey !

Now, I know this account had other names and did other things in the past but this time I'll use it to write headcanons, oneshots, series,... about characters and self insert (so reader's) and character ×/+ character

So please send ask but be mindful of the rules that are under the cut :)

ABSOLUTE NO'S :

Anything with poop

Pee if it's sexual (but it can be a little reader having a accident for example)

Pedophilia (the best I'll do is 16 and 18 but if one of the characters is older then they have to at least be 18)

Extreme NSFW (if it's in your ask I'll explain)

Poly releshionship with more than 4 people

Anything with actual rape (cnc might be okay)

Racism coming from the reader or the characters (But can be a headcanons if you got harassed by someone for exemple)

Death (like suicide or someone graphically killing another [for the last of us and resident evil "zombies" dying ate okay]

Sexual Assault (once again if it's too graphic)

SUBJECT YOU CAN ASK :

Any hardcore kink (if you're not sure you can message me and we'll talk about it)

worms, maggots, ...

Fluff, angst, nsfw, ...

LGTBQIIA+

Self insert or a ship

Headcanons, oneshots, ...

Self harm (not too graphic)

Eating disorders (again not too graphic)

Mental illnesses

Hybrid characters (like puppy!Chris, bunny!Izuku, ...)

Pretty much anything actually as long as it's no from the list above

FANDOMS AND CHARACTERS :

UNDERTALE : Sans, Papyrus, Asgore, Toriel, Alphys, Undyne, Mettaton, Grillby, Muffet, Frisk, Chara, Asriel, Astel (I don't remember for wich au or wich au but it's a new Dreemurr basically), Gaster => and their Au's such as

-Undertale, Underswap, Underfell, Swapfell, story shift, horrortale, echotale, gastergang, dreamtale, Ink, Error, Fresh, aftertale, reaper, ... all of the basics

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RESIDENT EVIL : Chris Redfield, Leon S. Kennedy, Carlos Oliveira, Ethan Winters, Rose winters, Zoé Baker, Lucas Baker, Karl Heisenberg, Dona Beneviento ,... No big Au's but might change from which game they're in and I can "change what happens"

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THE LAST OF US (1 AND 2) : Ellie Williams, Joel Miller, Dina Woodward, Jesse, Tommy Miller, Abby Anderson, Many/Mani, Owen, ... the games, not the series, tho

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SALLY FACE : Sal Fisher, Larry Johnson, Lisa Johnson, Ashley Campbell, ...

Same as above, no Au's, but changes in the game are okay

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MY HERO ACADEMIA : Izuku Midoriya, Katsuki Bakugou, Eijirou Kirishima, Shoto Todoroki, Kaminari Denki, Mina Ashido, Hanta Sero, Hitoshi Shinsou,Tokoyami Fumikage, Tenya Iida, Mirio Togata, Tamaki Amajiki, Nejire Hadou, Shouta Aizawa, Hizashi Yamada, Toshinori Yagi, Keigo Takami, Rumi Usagiyama, Tenko Shimura, Touya Todoroki, Himiko Toga, Jin Bubaigawara, Shuichi Iguchi, Kai Chisaki, Hari Kurono, Kendo Rappa, Shin Nemoto, Toya Setsuno, ...

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CALL OF DUTY : John "Bravo 6" Price, Simon "Ghost" Riley, John(ny) "Soap" MacTavish, Kyle "Gaz" Garick, Alex Keller, Nikolai Badanov, Kate Laswell, Alejandro Vargas, Valeria Garza, Keegan Russ, Konig, Phillips Graves, Kim Horangi, ...

That's all for now :) Don't be shy and ask

Hope you have a good day/night and be safe everyone <3

Rise of The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles(ROTTMNT) x Reader Headcanons

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Lou Jitsu x Reader(Any Gender)

Now I wanna say that he would be a GREAT boyfriend. He would support you NO MATTER WHAT.

Dancing WILL BE ONE OF THE TOP THINGS IN YOUR RELATIONSHIP. Even if you don’t know how, he shall show you how to dance.

100% definitely a flirt. Though, most of his flirts would be nonsense, it’s still adorable.

Action movies. Do I need to say more? Ok fine, movies nights are rather action movies or romance movies, depends what you two are up to.

Cuddles cuddles cuddles. This hot soup is a big spoon. Big spoons all day.

Definitely cause some chaos. You might join and be a chaos couple or had to stop him, depends how you are.

Despite him being famous and people probably wanna date him. He would NEVER and I mean EVER cheated on you. He might not have a full brain cell, but he’s loyal and would not change that at all.

(Hope you enjoy this small headcanons. Request by @intpandlgbt . If you ever wanna request something. Please look at my first post to see what I’ll do requests of)

╭ . . . 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚍𝚞𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝 ੭

𝟎𝟎𝟏. 𝙰𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚎

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━ female and gender neutral terms only please.

please note that I do write dark content sometimes ( which consists of : murder, extreme violence, yandere) so if you're uncomfortable with any of those I suggest just sticking with my non-dark content

Also since I am a afab ( assigned female at birth ) I find it most easiest to write NSFW for female readers, sorry.

Any mistakes within my writing is all unintentionally done, English is my second language so I have a hard time spelling certain words :)

i am extremely indecisive so therefor my themes will keep changing, also previously I was known as 'anglettecolours' but now I'm T0RTUREDANGEL ! :D

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ㅤㅤㅤ˒ 𓂃 ⸝⸝𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐔𝐕𝐀 𝐁𝐎𝐒𝐒

ㅤㅤㅤ˒ 𓂃 ⸝⸝𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐎 & 𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐓 ( 2009 globe production )

ㅤㅤㅤ˒ 𓂃 ⸝⸝𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐃𝐑 𝐉𝐄𝐊𝐘𝐋𝐋 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐑. 𝐇𝐘𝐃𝐄

ㅤㅤㅤ˒ 𓂃 ⸝⸝𝐇𝐀𝐙𝐁𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐋

ㅤㅤㅤ˒ 𓂃 ⸝⸝𝐖𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐘 𝐅𝐄𝐖 (if you guys are still alive and out there, please send a signal- aka an ask)

ㅤㅤㅤ˒ 𓂃 ⸝⸝𝐒𝐄𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐄 𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐓𝐎𝐌𝐄 / 𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐍 𝐖𝐀𝐑

ㅤㅤㅤ˒ 𓂃 ⸝⸝𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐀𝐈𝐊𝐈 𝐊.

𝟎𝟎𝟓. 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒'𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎

ꉂ ˖   જ ⁀ ➴ fluff

ꉂ ˖   જ ⁀ ➴ angst

ꉂ ˖   જ ⁀ ➴ hurt / comfort

ꉂ ˖   જ ⁀ ➴ hurt / no comfort

ꉂ ˖   જ ⁀ ➴ smut ( only in hcs & for adult characters. )

ꉂ ˖   જ ⁀ ➴ dark themes (yandere, murder, ect)

ꉂ ˖   જ ⁀ ➴ x readers

ꉂ ˖   જ ⁀ ➴ hcs

ꉂ ˖   જ ⁀ ➴ one shots

ꉂ ˖   જ ⁀ ➴ love letters from characters

ꉂ ˖   જ ⁀ ➴ text messages

ꉂ ˖   જ ⁀ ➴ song related one shots

ꉂ ˖   જ ⁀ ➴ story collabs :)

𝟎𝟎𝟔. 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒 𝚠𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎

ꉂ ˖   જ ⁀ ➴ non con / r4pe

ꉂ ˖   જ ⁀ ➴ abusive relationships (between the character and reader)

ꉂ ˖   જ ⁀ ➴ beastiality

ꉂ ˖   જ ⁀ ➴ incest

ꉂ ˖   જ ⁀ ➴ extreme gore

ꉂ ˖   જ ⁀ ➴ adult x child

ꉂ ˖   જ ⁀ ➴ basically anything problematic

𝟎𝟎𝟕. 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚜 + 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜

︰ 💌 ╮ 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐇 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 ᎓ㅤㅤⒾ

━ waiting in the cold [ discontinued ]

━ a guide to becoming noticeable [ discontinued ]

━ redemption [ ongoing ]

︰ 💌 ╮ 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐔𝐕𝐀 𝐁𝐎𝐒𝐒 ᎓ㅤㅤⒾ

━ one hell of a child [ coming soon ]

︰ 💌 ╮ 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐎 & 𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐓 ᎓ㅤㅤⒾ

︰ 💌 ╮ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐃𝐑 𝐉𝐄𝐊𝐘𝐋𝐋 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐑. 𝐇𝐘𝐃𝐄 ᎓ㅤㅤⒾ

︰ 💌 ╮ 𝐇𝐀𝐙𝐁𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐋 ᎓ㅤㅤⒾ

━ weeping angel [ now available ]

︰ 💌 ╮ 𝐖𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐘 𝐅𝐄𝐖 ᎓ㅤㅤⒾ

︰ 💌 ╮ 𝐒𝐄𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐄 𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐓𝐎𝐌𝐄 / 𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐍 𝐖𝐀𝐑 ᎓ㅤㅤⒾ

︰ 💌 ╮ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐒Λ𝐒𝐓𝐑𝕺𝐔𝕾 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝕰 𝐎𝐅 𝐒Λ𝐈𝐊𝐈 𝐊. ᎓ㅤㅤⒾ [coming soon!!]

50 Shades Prompt List

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“There’s a snake in the garden. After a while, the snake will feed off the plants, causing the flowers to die. Kill the snake, or your flowers will wilt and die, then the snake will feed off of you. Killing the snake with let your flowers have time to heal, until another one comes. Better yet? Burn the whole garden.”

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1. “I don't need you, I never will, I must do this. I'm Sorry”

2. "I knew you'd come back."

3. "This wasn't supposed to happen."

4. "Do you really think you can stop me?"

5. "I never meant to hurt you."

6. "There's something I need to tell you."

7. "This changes everything."

8. "Is it really you?"

9. "I thought you were dead."

10. "I can't believe you did that."

11. "Trust me, I know what I'm doing."

12. "You think this is a game?"

13. "You were my friend. How could you?"

14. "We both know this won't end well."

15. "Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

16. "I'm not who you think I am."

17. "There's no turning back now."

18. "We have to leave, right now."

19. "If only things were different."

20. "I made a promise, and I intend to keep it."

21. "You have no idea what I've been through."

22. "You have to trust me on this."

23. "It's all your fault."

24. "This is not how it ends."

25. "I never asked for this."

26. "Do you even care anymore?"

27. "There's a reason I don't talk about it."

28. "What are you hiding from me?"

29. "I always knew you'd betray me."

30. "It's over. You can't win."

31. "You're not as innocent as you pretend to be."

32. "You should have stayed away."

33. "This is bigger than both of us."

34. "I'm doing this for you."

35. "Is this what you really want?"

36. "You and I, we're not so different after all."

37. "No one else needs to know."

38. "If you walk away now, we're done."

39. "I've waited a long time for this moment."

40. "You weren't supposed to find out."

41. "Sometimes, you have to make hard choices."

42. "If you say that again, we're going to have a problem."

43. "Just tell me the truth."

44. "Don't act like you didn't know."

45. "You don't get to make that choice for me."

46. "You wouldn't understand."

47. "Tell me everything."

48. "I'm not here to make friends."

49. "This isn't about you."

50. "We're in this together."

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Tell me what characters you would like with some of these prompts, love ya

Sooo...Rant. Yes.

So, I was reading some stuff the other day and a lot of people love it to picture some characters as evil enough to hurt the Reader. Like...take Morro in Ninjago and Loki from Marvel as an example.

People complain to me about writing evil!Reader smut fanfics and there are a lot that like Evil!Character smut fanfics.

So I still can't understand peope hating on me, for swapping the characters' actions around. There are many people who write the Characters they ship with the Reader as evil, bad and stuff, but when I do it swapped, so the Reader is evil and bad for once, I get in trouble.

Just why... Also, Demon Road Fanfic is in the making, slow but steadily. The Morro x Lloyd x Male!Reader fanfic is also going smoothly until now and I got a few more ideas to note down on PAPER first, because I am barely on my PC.

Wish me luck. I hope that next year I will have more time to write again, because this year doesn't seem like it.

can you imagine reverse universe where you're fav playable character of your fav playable character!? • they would be screaming when they see you the first time in some cutscene • like " whos dat!? ok..** is mine now!!! " • gameplay? no! looking closely on your 3d model for hours? yeees!! • they will be lvl up u first + best weapon and armor for you • they see you standing somewhere in the world and start running around your model to see how it reacts/ like turns head to their direction and lil dialogue • lvl up friendship so they can dress you up, invite to their group/party/ and interact with you

• " i can hug ** now!! oh my god!!" • screenshot screenshot screenshot screenshot screenshot • "did i just picked up ** ?!" - died • "we're dating officially now! "

I have an idea for some angst fics

Basically like- the character is like some sort of ruthless, cruel or selfish boss or upper-ranked or whatever thingy. And the Gn!Reader are their right-handed man or their personal servant or somebody that has been working under them for a long time. And the thing is, Reader didn't fall in love first but the character did instead .But Reader only had some sort of strong loyalty towards them, like they were always there whenever they needed them. Or always does the job well which makes the character pleased with them. But all they had was loyalty, no romantic feelings towards the character at all.

And even if the character confessed to them and they were in a romantic relationship. Reader played it along with them and pretended to have romantic feelings with them even though they didn't. But time passes by and the character begins to notice Reader's lack of passion in their relationship when they begin to question the reader about it. Which the Reader kept insisting that they "loved" them, but deep inside they don't, it was just all the loyalty.

Imagine about Gallagher from hsr!!

Warnings: SMUT, MDI pls, Fem! Reader, knoting, breeding, biting, size kink? Cumming into womb/pussy, unprotected sex!! (Use protection everyone!!) Dom and sub dynamic and that's it I think.

Author's note: Hope I got all the warnings!! Please enjoy this little imagine of Gallagher, and I think that's all.

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Just imagine werewolf! Gallagher, werewolf! Gallagher with a cute bunny gf!reader while he's in a rut.

Werewolf!Gallagher who loves to tug on your precious floppy bunny ears while he roughly fucks into your cunny from behind.

Werewolf!Gallagher, he's so desperate to knot you up till you can't breathe. He would manhandled you in all sorts of positions, mating press or doggy style would be his favourite positions.

Werewolf!Gallagher who waits for you to cum first before he stuffs you up with his thick, hot cum into your womb. Werewolf!Gallagher, he would go on for hours stuffing your precious cunt with his load. Over and over till he has nothing left is his balls no more...

Werewolf!Gallagher will be the type to groan into your ears as he fucks you from behind, wanting nothing more then to fuck his babies into your womb. Will nibble onto your neck, shoulders, or bunny ears when he has you in a mating press or doggy style.

Werewolf!Gallagher who keeps promising one more round, but keeps breaking them by accident when he's so deep into your cunny and pussy drunk.

Werewolf!Gallagher, his tail would be wagging in excitement and arousal as he fucks you. His big, grabbing hands on your waist as he fucks desperately into your poor cunt.

Werewolf!Gallagher who loves when you have a collar around his neck while you weakly tug onto the leash. Makes him go crazy when your a whimpering mess under him, begging for more.

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Author's note: I just had to get this out of my head, just thinking on how werewolf Gallagher would be like if he was in a rut or something like that. Anyways, this man has me on a choke hold and it's getting bad. I hope you guys enjoyed this little imagin, would be nothing more than happy to see requests!!! :)

business casual

. miguel o'hara x fem!reader

. TW: NSFW!, oral (female receiving), pubic sex?,

. the promised fic, i have a few more in the works- also not proofread so except a few typos lol

. masterlist, taglist, rules and a/n below~

. NSFW! below the cut

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you were never really around miguel at the spider society, but you had a crush on him as soon as you saw him. how could you not? well- you could see why no one else would because hes your boss... sort of? hes just kinda the guy in charge around here so like technically if you were to do whatever you wanted to him it wouldnt be bad, lol ok.

you often got lost in these conversations with yourself at your corner in the ss (spider society, i cannot bring myself to type it out every time lmao)

miguel never really paid any mind to you, he appreciated your work around the place but there wasn't anything too special about you...he liked that. you were simple, you weren't difficult to figure out, not difficult to talk to, you weren't complex like the other things he needed to deal with. he liked that. however— he didn't like how you distanced yourself from him, just as you were easy to read it was easy to see you keep your time with him limited. can't have that, he hates that. he wants you, wants to hear you speak. he sees you yap with your friends here at the ss, but you would say only a few words with him.

he has a plan.. nothing extravagant, just a simple, not complex plan.

it was almost the end of the day when all the other spiders left and went home, you were still in your corner, daydreaming about miguel- you couldn't help it. your thoughts were fuddled until your multiversal watch started to beep. you held up your wrist and a little hologram of miguel popped up.. you were surprised to say the least..a little flustered too? you didn't know... i don't either.

miguel said he needed your help with something..strange but ok. you got up from your desk and made your way to his office- floaty thingamajig?– whatever the hell that floating shit is what is that?? you don't know what that thing is and it really doesn't matter.. you were thinking of anything to take your mind off of your impending doom, even if it meant arguing with yourself in your head about useless things..

you finally made it there and stepped into the open space and behold— The floating rock of shit and stuff, and there he was his beautiful muscled back facing towards you. you're lucky he was facing away from you because if he was looking at you, you would've pissed yourself. deadbutt.

how do you let him know you're here without sounding weird? this is hard, talking is hard, shouldn't have to be this hard. You should learn sign language.

"you gonna stand there or come up here and help me?"

Goddamn doesn't he sound beautiful. you don't say anything and web yourself up to his platform. because youre a simple person you made a simple mistake and missed your footing when you landed and almost fell back. almost. miguel grabbed your waist and pulled you back up towards him. he did this slowly, drinking you in with his eyes, slowly dragging them across your figure. his grip on you was heavy and tight. when you were standing upright you took him in as well, god hes just so huge and delicious. you never got opportunities like this, ever. you were never around him long enough to just stare at him and admire him. you guys were staring at each other for a while with his arm, still around you radiating a hot warmth.

you were a simple person, you went with the punches and the rolls so when miguel leaned down and brought your lips in for a kiss you went with it.. not like youd oppose to kissing him anyways. the kiss was slow and steady at first but gradually got more and more intense. sooner or later you were on top of the control panel on his platform. you were trying to keep yourself quiet, little squeaks and whimpers came out of you as miguel nipped down your skin.

he grunted as he ripped open your suit to gain access. you let out a loud gasp and said his name out of shock.

"keep saying my name hermosa, i like it when you say it that way" ("beautiful")

you let out a soft moan as he talked to you, his voice was laced in lust his want for you practically dripping off his tongue. he pushed your panties (oo lala) to the side and slid his finger gently down your wet slit. he let out a short huff, his breath fanning on your heat.

"que linda carino" ("so so pretty darling")

his sweet talk might as well been enough to make you cum. he closed the space between him and your mouth, his tongue and lips working wonders on your clit. you tried your best to keep quiet, biting down on your lip to silence yourself. your hand found its way into miguels hair and you pushed his face further into you causing him to moan. it sent shivers up your spine and made you finally moan out. miguels big hands wrapped around your thighs and he pushed them closed, oh miguel likes to be squished... he looked up at you. this man cant get any prettier, he was soaked in your juices and the light from the orange screens beside you glistened oh so nicely against his skin.

you were done being quiet, miguels feasting got more and more intense there was no point in trying to stay quiet. your legs tightened around his head making him moan and grunt more. his tongue and lips working wonders, hitting all the right places. you threw your head back and let out a very vocal moan, pushing miguels head down. he slurped on your juices loudly and sloppily before getting up off his knees and wiping his mouth clean.

he stared down at you with a proud smirk on his face, he enjoyed staring at you twitch with your blissed out face.

"gotta get you cleaned up, now don't we mi novia?" ("my girl")

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. yes i know it's wednesday, i'm sorry lol i was working on this last weekend and then didn't finish it??? idky but i finished this so i hope it's alright, i'm still getting a bit used to writing smut /~\, erm anyways hope you guys liked it and i used google translate again so idk how accurate the spanish is lolll, i also have a few series i wanna start so stay tuned (if you're willing lmao) for those~♡

. masterlist | rules and fandoms | taglist |

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AVATAR - Recom - Prologue

Science Puke!Reader x Recoms series

Summary: Basically a small prologue to the upcoming chapter >:)

Warning(s): Teasing - Invasion of personal space - Negging SFW

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Once you and the reincarnated Marines got acquainted with Pandora's soil, you learned quickly that the warnings and safety briefs were big understatement to the initial experience. Even the biggest warzones back on Earth were pure picnics by comparison. And the high temperatures and unforgiving climates were the least of your worries. Natural disasters, fiercely dangerous wildlife, and flora made it hard to tread on Pandorian ground without some security measure. Ardmore called it an auto-immune response. Which, to her credit, was true. Thankfully, the tall blue humanoids were confident in their abilities, allowing you a relatively safe passage through the forests whenever you traveled with them. Strangely enough, Mansk was always the first to be at your side. The stoic and calculating member who barely shared anything but a few grunts and nods, defended you, tossing his limber body into the heat of battle as he fired his machine guns until all of the clips were empty. You, of course, had your own exo revolver drawn, aiding them wherever you could, sometimes even hitting the designated target between the eyes and sparring your members from a final death blow. Your vantage point was your size, being less noticeable than the rest. Something that had earned you a decent amount of respect, acknowledgment, and even gratitude from some you didn't think would ever regard you on equal terms. Often you would spend your time checking their health stats, or, in more frequent cases, patching up wounds and mending broken bones as fast as you could. Eventually it began to feel like an actual unit, integrating like clockwork. Action-packed, racing pulses and anxiety-inducing situations gave you a quick reality check to what you signed up for. Most of the time, you had watched the cerulean giants coming to life when they fought off dangerous wilderness by subdueing the vicious natives and even taming the mighty banshees to their will. It was truly magnificent. As time progressed, you grew accustomed to your daily routine and learned to ignore most of the headache inducing quips and comments from Wainfleet, Brown or Z-Dog. The first few days were relatively peaceful by comparison. But as soon as you delved deeper and further into the emerald sea, enraptured by the size, variety, and lush growth that Earth lacked, you couldn't help but feel a bit of you crumbling. At first, you had to take an hour to process all of this nature and wonder these lands offered before a tear or two rolled down your damp cheeks. You made sure none of your soldiers, not even Ryan, would notice you in this state of vulnerability. A certain level of professionalism and sense of tact had to be maintained. If one were to survive this job, let alone, this planet. When you had grown accustomed to your new setting, you couldn't help but extend your hand and let the pads of your fingertips lightly graze over the lush plants and foliage, the tingle electrifiyng you with emotions you had not felt before. Sensory overload on a different level would describe it quite perfectly. Nevertheless, you still felt like a bit of an outsider. And although not nearly as raunchy or disrespectful like the first time you met these jarheads, the teasing would continue. In response, you and Ryan had grown closer and mostly kept to yourselves, especially during lunch break or camp. Quaritch made sure to keep you on your toes, often punishing you for the most ridiculous things like, for example, 'not paying enough' attention to his briefings. When he would lead with you shadowing his every step, more often than not would the thick length of his tail slap you against the side of your waist or head, feeling the flexible appendage rub and tickle your sensitive flesh. And there was even a time when you had to stifle a yelp when it boldly ghosted the juncture between your legs in a featherlight press, eliciting your body to almost leap from the inappropriate contact. His ears flickered in your direction until he graced you with his full attention, one brow lifted in mild curiosity. "Is the princess a bit too caviar for the jungle, hm?" He commented with the smuggest smirk you had ever seen. Your face flushed with embarrassment and outrage. "No sir," you answered simply, not wanting to take your chances with him. His grin broadened to a sly expression comparable to that of a fox. The brush of his tail made you wonder whether or not it was just pure coincidence or deliberate. But as you saw the glint flickering in his amber gaze, you dismissed the first notion pretty quickly. "Good, then stay focused and keep up." He knew what he was doing. Bastard. .... If he weren't your superior.... You thought begrudgingly as you clenched your fists, despising how his higher position made him neigh untouchable. The urge of unholstering your weapon and shooting him in the tail had your finger twitch with anticipation, but you reserved those desires as nothing but an afterthought.

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