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jjsmaybank20 · 1 year

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Hey, I hope you are having a wonderful day/week! I really don't know if I am doing this right since this is the first time I ever request something. I read some of your stories and I really liked them. I was wondering if you could right a fluff from Marta Cabrera x female reader (an author if that's okay), maybe after the events from Knives Out, there isn't enough content from her. She is so precious! If you can't that's alright too. Lots of love!

Always and Forever

Marta Cabrera x GN!Reader

Summary: Marta Cabrera is the woman for you.

Warnings: Mentions of murder, mentions of smut, L-bomb, otherwise just fluff!

Word Count: 972

A/N: I'm baaaack! Enjoy this fluffy fic to mark my return.

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Harlan Thrombey was your mentor, Go partner, and close confidant. You were an aspiring mystery writer, and he took you in and taught you his secret and wonderful ways with words. He helped you through some of the toughest times of your life, and quickly became something of a father figure to you. Because of this, you grew closer to the Thrombey family.

Over time, Harlan grew older, and he hired Marta Cabrera to assist him. At first, you weren’t a huge fan of hers. She became one of his Go partners, he would confide in her, and they became very close friends. You felt jealous, missing the times when it was just you and Harlan. Soon though, she grew on you just as she had on the rest of the Thrombeys.

Soon you realized that you had developed feelings for her. Not knowing what to do, you went to Meg for help. With her assistance, you awkwardly asked Marta out. She thankfully said yes, and you took her on a wonderful date. That was the beginning of a beautiful relationship.

You two were in love, it was clear to see, but it wasn’t without it’s hardships. You struggled when Harlan passed, but you were quick to reassure your girlfriend that you didn’t blame her at all. You helped her to fool Detective Benoit, and stuck by her side throughout the entire ordeal.

You were there for her at the will reading, and when the Thrombeys got violent, you turned against your found family and held them off while Ransom drove Marta away.

Not trusting Ransom, as you had known him for years and you knew what he was like, you were quick to join her when they were headed to the DNA Lab. Seeing that it was on fire, the three of you fled, leading to the dumbest car chase in the history of car chases.

Finally, you and Marta discovered Fran in the abandoned shop, and called 911 to attempt to save her. Detective Blanc soon collected the two of you, and brought you to the hospital, and then the Thrombey house.

Knowing that Marta was going to confess, you stood close by her so that you could protect her from anybody who would try to attack her. As she was about to begin, Blanc interrupted her and then pulled her away.

You quickly followed after them. When you heard Marta lie about Fran’s survival, you were quick to call her bluff silently. You could always tell when your girlfriend was lying, even when she didn’t puke right away.

Upon hearing the confession of Ransom, you knew he would attempt to go out with a bang. When Marta puked in his face, you were quick to push her out of the way as you saw him go to lunch for a knife.

Ending up on the floor with him on top of you, you let out a massive sigh of relief, feeling that the knife was a trick. Sort of like Harlan’s final punishment for the now imprisoned Drysdale. It was only fair.

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Two months after the whole ordeal, you, Marta, and Marta’s mother and sister were comfortably moved into the former Thrombey house. With how much time you spent there, it already felt like it was your home, so it was only fit that your girlfriend owned it.

Waking up one morning, you see that Marta isn’t in bed with you. You begin to search around the large house for her, finally finding her out on the balcony that overlooks a fair amount of the property.

Coming up behind her, you wrap your arms around her much smaller body. You feel her lean back into you, and the sensation makes you realize that you wouldn’t want to ever be anywhere but here, with your girlfriend in your arms, staring out over her beautiful land.

“Hey, sweetheart. What’re you doing up?” She asks you softly. You grin at the pet name, never getting over the butterflies that explode when she calls you it. You press soft kisses to her hickey covered neck, a product of the many long nights before.

“I could ask you the same, love. Couldn’t sleep?” She shudders lightly, your morning voice always having some kind of affect on her.

She shakes her head. You snuggle back into her before realizing what you have to do. You quickly tell her to stay where she is, then you run inside and grab the little black velvet box that you have been waiting to present to her.

When you come back, you have it hidden behind your back. Marta looks at you, confused. You smile at her before getting down on one knee. She gasps.

“Marta, I didn’t like you very much when I first met you. I thought you were stealing Harlan’s attention away from me. Over time, you slowly won me over. You just have that ability. You help me write my books when I’m stuck, and you know exactly what to say when I’m nervous about a release. We have been through hell and back together, and I would like to spend the rest of my life with you. So, Marta Cabrera, would you make me the happiest person alive and marry me?”

By this point, tears are streaming down both of your cheeks. Marta quickly gasps out a yes, and you jump up and pull her into a passionate kiss.

“Oh my god, I love you so much!” She breathes against your lips. You laugh before saying, “I love you too. Now, we have to go tell your mom and sister. Marta Y/L/N, I like the sound of that.”

Marta smacks you playfully while you walk off to go tell your families the wonderful news. You couldn’t wait to marry this wonderful woman before you.

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judgementdaysunshine · 2 years

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Hi, I'd love to read your take on Marta (Knives Out) and doing each other's make up.

Pairing:Marta Cabrera x Fem Reader

Description:After suddenly inheriting the Thrombey house,you and Marta spend a rainy day doing self care on each other and get a surprise from marta

Move in with me

You came over the day after hearing that Marta inherited the house she had been living in while taking care of Mr Thrombey not knowing he changed his will to only have her on it instead of any of his family. You and marta watched a few movies before eating lunch and taking a nap together for an hour getting up and letting marta cut your hair into a pixie buzzcut and dancing in the living room after showering and changing into comfy clothes,you then put face masks on each other watching more movies and reading to each other before rubbing the rest of the mask in your skin and washing your hands,the two of you noticed it was raining outside after deciding to go into the garden. "Can i do your makeup?" you asked looking at marta knowing what look you were gonna do on her "Absolutely" she says grabbing your hand as you two go upstairs getting your and her box of makeup sitting on the floor in front of each other, you do her makeup after awhile she lays down with her head in your lap and hair in a messy bun "There you go" you hand her the mirror smiling as she smiles at the red look you did on her "Looks amazing" she says as you lay down and she straddles you giving you a quick kiss before doing your makeup. You slowly fall asleep as she runs her finger through your hair in between doing makeup, "All done" she says handing you the mirror as you look loving the yellow look she did and smile when you see little sunflowers she did on the corner of your eyes "I love this" you say grabbing your phone taking a picture while marta puts both of your makeup boxes back and taking a picture of both looks then listening to music and washing the makeup off and eating dinner, you see marta staring at you while laying on the floor in her room watching a movie "Can i help you?" you saying laughing as she giggles shaking her head "Move in"she says before you can say anything else "What.."you say as she lays on you with her chin on your chest looking in your eyes "Move in with me,live with me" she says holding your face in her hands leaning in before you two kiss holding each other "I love you" you say getting up with marta following as you hold each other "I love you" she says as you two kiss again showing how much you love each other,later the two of you lay together holding each other as you caress her face and she traces stretch marks on your hip and freckles on your collarbone later falling asleep holding each other.

#knives out #marta cabrera #Marta Cabrera x Reader #Knives Out x Reader

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bishopgirl98 · 2 years

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Quick PSA

As a heads up, my master list, will be deleted in the next week or so. the one I have now is helpful, but it's messy, I don't like it.

So, there will be a new one. If you saved it, I may tag you in a new post letting you know that the new one is up. But only those who have it saved as of 9/18/22 Also, my tag list is still open :)

P.S, there will be new HCs and Drabbles to introduce new characters. And a full length Sierra Six Imagine following the events of "A Series of Gentle Touches", real soon, and day now really.

Later,

#sierra six x reader #court gentry x reader #peeta mellark x reader #logan echolls x reader #holland march x reader #marta cabrera x reader #dani miranda x reader #kate bishop x reader

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fandomnerd9602 · 1 year

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Being a Thrombey and Being with Marta Cabrera

Headcanon

How it Started…

You were Harlan’s favorite grandchild. You’re the second born after Hugh or Ransom as he prefers to be called.

Unlike the rest of the family, you were actually interested in writing like your grandfather. You could pick his brain for hours. He always loved when you brought him your latest novel or screenplay.

It was under one such occasion that you met Marta. She had just begun her time as Harlan’s nurse and you were instantly smitten. Her smile, her demeanor, her spirit. It just made your heart beat out of your chest.

You and her started hanging out after her shifts with Harlan. Little cups of coffee lead to lunches and dinners.

Harlan, despite what others might say, approved of you and her. He often found the three way conversations to be lifting to his spirits. As far as he knew, you and Marta were his real family. Everyone else was a parasite.

What it’s Like…

Marta is devoted to her family and they welcome you with open arms. You join Marta and her mother for breakfast before driving Marta to Harlan’s estate.

You’ll sneak little gifts to Marta when Harlan’s not looking. You’ll give her little nose kisses.

Your favorite thing about her is her eyes. You love to kiss her fingertips and nose. She’ll giggle every time you do that.

She loves your lips and holding on to you. You’re her rock in a storm.

She loves laying in your arms, staring into your eyes. It makes her feel loved

You’ll bounce ideas off of her and she’ll be as constructive as possible. You encourage her to take night classes to eventually get her doctorate.

The rest of the Thrombey family wasn’t aware of your relationship with her. Knowing them, they would’ve thought it beneath them to date the help.

You propose to her after setting up an elaborate puzzle with Harlan’s help. Marta, once she figured it out, simply nodded her head fiercely before diving into your arms, crying tears of joy.

You marry her with only Harlan Thrombey and Marta’s family as your witnesses.

Right Before Knives Out…

The family arrived for Harlan’s birthday. Before then you were mostly defending Marta’s honor and name against the racist attacks of your uncle. Trying to play peacekeeper.

You and Marta try to play nice but occasionally you sneak away to soothe her nerves. She collapses in your arms after one particularly nasty word.

“Your family will never love me” she states through her tears.

“But I do. I love you. You are my family” you whisper to her, “them out there? They’re parasites” you kiss her fingertips to comfort her.

Knives Out…

Harlan’s birthday started out normal and then came the “suicide”. Marta was shaken. You didn’t know the full reason why at the time.

And then came the police and Benoit Blanc. Surprisingly the southern detective is a fan of your work.

And then came the will, Harlan left everything to you and Marta. The family practically freaked out.

Marta explained everything to you instead of talking with Ransom. Being the burgeoning detective that you are, you knew something was up.

You convince Marta to be upfront and honest with Blanc. He was immediately convinced of your wife’s innocence.

The three of you set a trap and Ransom sprung it. Culprit arrested and case closed.

Now there’s only the family to worry about.

You threw your Uncle Walter a bone and gave him a mystery film screenplay that you and Harlan wrote in secret. If he wants a movie, that’s the only one he’ll get.

As for Blanc, you still talk to him from time to time. You send a a Christmas card to him and his husband. You and Marta have gotten into playing Among Us with them.

Whatever happens next, you’ll stand next to Marta. You’ll kiss away every fear and try to run the company in the way Harlan would’ve wanted.

#marta cabrera #ana de armas #knives out #knives out imagine #Marta x reader #headcanon

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bonkwosher · 1 year

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Benoit Blanc x Assistant!Reader ~ Reader Gets Hurt

GIF by: h-yuki

Warnings: Blood, Gun, Reader is shot

A/N: I'm still new to writing in third person but thought I'd give it a shot.

The one moment he stepped away from you. Benoit walked across the room to grab some evidence that sat on the table during his big rant about how the suspect was truly the killer.

"& if you look here, Tropper Wagner, this piece-"

A click makes Benoit freeze, he knew that click from the many times he'd been in proximity of cops & a dangerous suspect. It was the cocking of a gun. The fear was not as much for himself as it was for you, alone on the other side of the room, next to the killer.

"It would be best if you stopped talking, Mr. Blanc," Johnathan, the suspect, spoke with a smirk.

Benoit raised his hands above his head & turned to see the gun that rested in Johnathan's hand was pointed at him. A mental sigh went through his mind as he realized you were safe. Yeah, you were supposed to be just an assistant but he had already grown to have feelings for you.

"Now, Johnathan. I don't think you really want this, there's two officers behind me. You can't kill all three of us before one of them kills you."

You eyed the gun quietly, thinking Benoit was making a distraction so you could jump the man. Little did you know, that was the last thing he wanted you to do.

"I've killed four people already, what's three more?" Johnathan spoke before turning to you, "Don't think I've forgotten about you either, sweetheart."

Benoit took a step forward & was met with the gun racing back to face him. He was not going to be able to do anything. As Johnathan ranted about how he killed his previous victims, affirming everything you & Blanc had uncovered, you took a step behind him. He didn't notice. Another step. He continued ranting. Benoit didn't bother to glance at you, afraid it would get you caught, only acknowledging you in his peripheral vision.

'Please don't, Y/N,' Benoit pleaded in his mind.

You lunged at Johnathan & pushed the gun to the ground, a bullet pierced the floor as the trigger was pulled. You had successfully caught him off guard. You tackled Johnathan to the floor, landing on top of him & struggling to hold the firearm down. Benoit wanted to run to you but Trooper Wagner was holding him back to keep him out of shooting range.

"Let me go- I need to help him!"

"Benoit, you can't. Johnathan could break free & shoot you!"

"What about Y/N?!"

At that moment a couple shots fired going into the wall behind you. You slammed your fist down onto Johnathan's wrist & he yelled in pain, letting go of the gun. You slide it across the room & turned to the officers that were holding Benoit back, "Lieutenant, I need some handcuffs over here!"

Lieutenant Elliot ran to you & restrained Johnathan. You stood up, proud of yourself for protecting everyone & walking up to Benoit. He grabbed your arms tightly & you could see pure fear in his eyes.

"Are you hurt? I can't believe you did that, I would never insult you but that action was incredibly stupid!"

The rambling felt distant & you sort of mindlessly stared at Benoit's coat. You noticed him looking down then back up at you before feeling really dizzy. Within seconds your legs felt weak & you fell into Benoit's arms.

"Oh lord. Stay with me, Y/N. Trooper Wagner, Y/N was shot get a first aid kit now!"

Trooper Wagner darted out of the room & Benoit pulled you down to the floor with him. His hand quickly moved to your hip, covering a bullet wound you must have missed in the heat of the moment. As Benoit applied pressure to the wound, you finally felt the pain. Benoit shushed you quietly as you winced & apologized over & over. Trooper Wagner returned with the first aid kit & help Benoit pull out the bandages.

"Call an ambulance & get the suspect in custody with Elliot, I'll take care of Y/N," Benoit attempted to sound calm in effort to not scare you with his own fear.

As soon as Trooper Wagner, Elliot, & Johnathan left the room his hands became a little shakey. He lifted your shirt & replaced his hand with a bandage & applied one to the exit wound before wrapping your stomach with bandage wrap.

"Are you feeling alright? I shouldn't have let you do that, I shouldn't have let you come here. I just-"

"Benoit, it's okay. I chose to protect you."

"I'm thankful for that but I didn't want you to get hurt. This is my fault for-"

You grabbed Benoit's tie pulling him down to your level. You stopped when your noses were about to touch. Benoit let out a shakey, heavy sigh.

"Y/N, I- Do you-"

"Yes."

Benoit placed his hand on the small of your back & pulled you up to meet his lips. Sirens could now be heard getting close outside. Benoit now knew you'd be safe & his hands began to shake less. From this day forward, though, you will be babied so much more on cases.

Bonus:

Benoit walked out of the hospital room to see Trooper Wagner & Lieutenant Elliot waiting to hear if you were okay.

"Y/N's fine, I hate this stupid state."

"What?" Trooper Wagner asked, 'get well soon' flowers in hand.

"First Ransom almost kills Marta, now this? I swear I'm never coming back here."

#benoit #blanc #benoit blanc x y/n #benoit blanc x you #benoit blanc x reader #benoit blanc #glass onion #knives out #netflix #male reader #gay #lgbt #lgbtq #marta #marta cabrera #one shot #fanfiction #silly little gay detective

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iwriteweightgainbullshit · 1 year

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Ya'll if I wrote some shit about chubby benoit blanc would you guys read it? Or am I like the only one being into this? Also I'm thinking of adding a second blog for poems and shit but I'm not sure yet.

#Chubby benoit blanc #chubby!benoit #chubby!benoit blanc #benoit blanc #chubby benoit blanc #benoit x marta #benoit blanc x reader #knives out #knives out 2 #detective blanc #marta cabrera

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arcanestage · 1 year

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THESE ALLERGIES! THESE FEELINGS!

characters: yuno / fuegoleon / nozel x gn!reader

summary: you keep having these brief but pretty intense allergic reactions when they come near you and perhaps the only cure is to confess and tell them about your feelings. (antihistamines won’t work sorry!)

a/n: inspired by marta cabrera from knives out (2019) where she literally vomits every time she tells a lie. this is 100% crack like i don’t even know what is going on

also hello sorry i haven't posted anything since *checks notes* january of last year ok anyways enjoy!

yuno

the exact moment you felt your heart beating erratically every time you look at yuno, you knew it was over for you. you were in love and hated every second of it.

it started out as harmless little sneezes with you sniffing every now and then. but then as the days went by, your symptoms started to become bothersome and pretty intense. intense in a way that mere eye contact with him would set off your allergies. crazy, right?

at one of your missions, he flew right beside you on the way to the location. you sneezed so hard you fell off of your broom. yuno, of course, having lightning speed reflexes, swooped you up before you could hit the ground.

these feelings of yours will get you killed quite literally.

the very close proximity to him, however, triggered a massive wave of sneezing.

“y/n, are you alright?”

“fine, fine.” you waved him off with your hand. “must be the awful weather.”

you were so embarrassed you couldn’t even look at him. you needed to look unbothered though, so you got up but felt pretty lightheaded and with knees wobbling. yuno grasped your forearm to try and steady you.

“t-thanks,” you reeled back, suddenly feeling something itchy. true enough, rashes were forming on the area on your forearm where yuno had touched.

you muttered curses under your breath. yuno said nothing but was quite worried upon seeing you distressed.

you took a deep breath and clasped your hands together. “you can go on and catch up with the rest of the gang. i’ll just fly back to the base and get some rest,”

“let me accompany you th—”

“NO!” you blurted out a little too loudly.

“no,” you say again, this time more composed.

“okay,” he said, ever so stoically, and then handed you your broom. “page me if you need anything,”

what are you, my boyfriend? you thought.

“what?”

so you might’ve said that out loud. whoops!

you pretended not to hear and instead tried to mount yourself on your broom. yuno is usually not one to pry or meddle into other people’s business. unfortunately for you, today is not that day.

“y/n.” he grabbed ahold of your wrist. “what did you mean by that?”

you pulled your hand back out of reflex but yuno’s grip only tightened.

rashes were forming on your wrist and they were starting to get itchy. you sighed really loudly.

“it means that you are not my boyfriend and therefore not required to act so concerned about me,” you huffed, your impatience growing each second. “can i go now?”

yuno glitched for a minute; no movement, no reply, nothing. he was still holding onto your hand but you felt his grip loosen.

“do you…” he hesitated for a bit. “do you want me to be… your boyfriend?”

oh you felt like you were going to be sick.

much to your horror (and yuno’s), you were caught up in a seemingly neverending loop of sneezing.

yuno kind of panicked, the shock very much evident in his features.

“let me call mimosa. i’m sure th—”

“no it’s okay! *sneeze* i know how to stop it,”

“okay. how can i be of help then?”

“just… listen,”

a slight pause and then…

“i like you. more than squadmates, more than even being friends. i wanna be with you but like if you aren’t into me that way then that’s cool too like i’d be okay with us being friends i guess—” you rambled nonstop, stumbling over your words.

before you could continue, yuno suddenly pulled you into his arms. you were pretty shocked at first but soon relaxed and let yourself melt into his embrace. he was so warm.

after a few moments, he finally released you. he cupped your cheek and looked at you ever so fondly. “let me repeat. do you want me to be your boyfriend?”

“yes,” you whispered then proceeded to close the gap between your lips and his.

fuegoleon

never in a million years did you think you’d develop feelings for this man.

you admired fuegoleon from afar like any of your squad mates would. every time he was around, you would subtly stare at him because let’s face it he’s good to look at! most of your squadmates admired him in a way that differs from yours but hey, they’re admiration all the same.

apart from being super good looking, he had an equally amazing personality too, reinforcing your infatuation with him all the more.

so now, the mere sight of him makes you feel sick — the butterflies wreaking havoc in your stomach non-metaphorically. you couldn't believe that a MAN could possibly have this much effect on you. you'd been so in denial for a few days, ignoring whatever feelings you were harboring for him. it was manageable at first. but then your darned body started to react violently in the form of allergies.

you and your team were summoned by fuegoleon for a post-mission report. while your other member was giving out theirs, you suddenly sneezed.

“s-sorry,” you apologized immediately, covering your face in embarrassment.

fuegoleon chuckled. “what a cute sneeze, y/n.”

your life has never been the same after that. these allergies of yours were so bad that sometimes you could feel your throat tighten seemingly not being able to breathe.

all these over a man? CRAZY

you were afraid of dying so you tried as best you could to avoid atleast being in the same room as him. every thing was going well until…

“y/n!”

your friend made their way over to you during lunch break. they seem so giddy, like a toddler with too much sugar consumption.

“y/n, how come i never see you anymore?”

“well we somehow never get shuffled into the same team lately,” you laughed.

which was obviously a lie. you had always been in missions spearheaded by fuegoleon himself but ever since The Thing happened, you always begged off from anything with fuegoleon in them.

"i miss being team mates with you!" your friend sulked. "even captain fuegoleon notices your absence,"

you almost choked. the butterflies in your stomach were going feral.

"yeah, he's always looking for you. y/n this, y/n that."

needless to say, this whole ordeal changed your life yet again. so instead of being a pussy for eternity, you thought about telling him. no, you WERE going to tell him.

you lingered for a bit outside his office, suddenly not as confident as you were 5 minutes ago. but before you could completely chicken out, the door swung open revealing a startled fuegoleon.

"y/n, i didn't expect to see you here. did you need to discuss something with me?"

you stood there as frozen as a block of ice. you couldn't breathe, you couldn't say anything.

"y/n? is there something wrong?"

"no, i just...i--"

fuck it, you thought

"i'm here to tell you that i like you. that is all."

(that was embarrassing and did not go as planned but atleast you're now free from those dreadful allergies.)

you were about to run off but before you could move your feet, fuegoleon spoke up.

"you know," he cleared his throat, as if he was preparing to say something embarrassing. "i find myself thinking about you a lot these past few days,"

the allergies may have gone, but the butterflies were still there.

"oh. that's... that's nice?"

he said nothing. an uncomfortable silence then proceeded to fill the space between you.

"so um, is this the part where you tell me you like me but not enough to be in a relationship with me?"

"no, no. not at all. this is the part where i ask you out on a date." he chuckled. "forgive me for my silence, i was trying to think of places i could take you to for our dates,"

nozel

it would be a lie to say that you didn’t look up to nozel. you’ve occasionally worked with him in a couple of missions and your relationship sprouted for nothing to casual hi-hello’s when passing by each other around the silver eagles headquarters. sometimes you’d notice him looking at you, his eyes lingering more than you think they should. that or you could be delusional or maybe even hallucinating.

the thing about him is that he notices EVERYTHING. he is quite perceptive, a characteristic fit for a captain of a well-renowned squad in the kingdom. so when you started showing up at his office looking sick, he was concerned.

“y/n, you look quite ill.” he put his pen down and frowned. “and you have rashes all over your face. have you had those checked?”

he got up and made his way to you to inspect your face. the closer he got, the itchier your face felt.

and when his fingertips touched your chin to tilt your head up little? you felt like you were about to combust, your heart banging around inside your ribcage.

that’s when you knew that your rashes were triggered by no less than nozel (and your feelings for him).

you backed up a little, a shaky laugh coming out of your mouth. “i-i should go and get this checked like you said, captain.”

with that, you sprinted out the door and headed towards your room. as if on cue, your rashes disappeared. you dusted yourself off as if nothing happened and continued with your day praying you won’t run into nozel by the corridors.

the whole afternoon went by without a hitch with you successfully avoiding nozel… or so you thought.

you were finishing up your last chore for the day aka cleaning up one of the rooms in the headquarters when suddenly someone entered the room.

you’d been sneezing like crazy a few minutes before that someone entered the room. you knew it was him.

“y/n—”

“DON’T come any closer,” you spun around and held up your broom menacingly.

in his list of things he did not expect to occur today this was at the top. he was stunned, and gave you a “what is WRONG with you” look then proceeded to just roll with it.

“i do not know why you’re acting this way but i came by to ask about how your check up with the doctor went. hopefully those rashes of yours don’t pose any serious threat to your health?”

“they’re just allergies,” you quickly responded, still hypervigilant, watching him like he was a predator on the loose.

nozel ignored whatever the hell was going on with you and took a step forward.

you took a step back.

nozel quirked an eyebrow up. “are you perhaps in a delirious state because of your illness?”

“what? no!”

“bitten by a rabid animal?”

“NO!”

“then wh—”

“okay fine! i’m so in love with you and it’s making me sick!!!”

in the same list of things he did not expect to happen today, this was second. he was — yet again — stunned to say the least.

he was silent too. so silent you swear you could hear your confession echoing through the room.

after realizing he had spaced out for a while, he cleared his throat. you knew he was embarrassed.

“come have dinner with me at 7 o’clock. wear something nice,”

as turned around to leave, you caught a glimpse of his cheek and giggled. he was blushing.

guess that's enough proof that he likes you too!

#yuno grinberryall x reader #fuegoleon vermillion x reader #nozel silva x reader #black clover x reader #yuno x reader #fuegoleon x reader #nozel x reader #black clover imagines #black clover scenarios #black clover headcanons

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princess-of-thebes-1995 · 1 month

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A one shot or a complete story I wish to do later.

Ransom Drysdale x Cousin Reader (Former Afghan Citizen)

You avoided Ransom after snitching to your Grandfather, Harlan Thrombey about what you cousin did to you.

Ransom indirectly raped you. Threatened you to sleep with him. One day, you bursted into tears and out of anger, Harlan disowned his favorite grandchild.

Now, Harlan died and gave his fortune to Marta Cabrera. With no one to protect you... Ransom said he wants you back.

Willingly...

"You ruined my life." Your tears pricked your eyes.

Ransom watched you with an unreadable expression.

"I know. And I am sorry. I have seen other guys look at you."

He walked towards you but you tried to leave. He gently grabbed your wrist.

"I love you."

You squirmed to break free.

Then you felt something solid placed in the palm of your hand.

A book?

Your eyes blinked in confusion.

Ransom commanded you to open the book to the first page.

It was dedicated to you.

#knives out #ransom drysdale #chris evans #chris evans x reader #ransom drysdale x reader #yandere ransom Drysdale #yandere #yandere x reader

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may85 · 2 years

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🕸️Haunted🕸️

🕸️Part 1 🕸️

Summary: House flipper, Y/N Harris is in charge of fixing up the old Thrombey residence. When an accident occurs while on the job, Y/N starts to think she's going crazy

Pairing: Andy Barber x Reader, Ghost!Ransom Drysdale

Movie/TV Show: Defending Jacob, Knives Out

Word Count: 1,027

Warnings: (Each part will have it's own warning labels.) Smut in this one. Andy getting his dessert 😏, nipple play, p in v

Y/N hung up the phone, biting her lip to keep herself from exploding at the deal just made. The Thrombey residence was up for grabs and you'd been itching to get your hands on it.

Being a long time fan of Harlan Thrombey's novels, you were sad to hear of his passing and shocked to hear that it was his grandson, Ransom, who was arrested for his murder.

Ransom himself was found dead earlier in the week under suspicious circumstances. Gossip magazines claimed he'd hung himself, while online trolls claimed that he was killed in prison for being too pretty for a place like that.

No matter how he died, it was all still sad. Marta Cabrera, who inherited the house from Harlan, wanted to move away from all the drama that Thrombey/Drysdale brought upon her life. You were chosen very carefully and after an intense interview, Marta had picked you to sell the mansion to.

Your heart beat faster at the prospect of getting your hands on it to repair and slightly remodel. You had to tell someone and you knew just the person… your boyfriend of two years, Andy Barber.

Jumping out of your chair, you grab your coat and bag, quickly telling your coworker that you were leaving for the night.

"You should head home too, Kylie. Looks like a storm is about to happen,"

She smiled and waved, gathering her stuff as well.

The ride home was rather quick, the skies darkening. Andy was home, having texted you earlier that he'd won his case. Today was just a win, win all the way around for the both of you.

As soon as you were parked, you got out of the car just as it started to sprinkle. With quick strides you made it inside before getting drenched.

"Andy?" You called out, shutting the door and dropping your bag.

"Hey honey," he said, a tea towel thrown over his shoulder.

The smells of a pot roast hit you, your tummy growling since you skipped lunch, but you ignored it though. You wanted to tell Andy the news.

"You're not gonna believe it!" You danced on your top toes.

Andy's eyes widened, "You got the mansion?!"

"I got the fucking mansion!" You squealed.

Andy rushed you, picking you up in a bear hug.

He hugged you tightly, laying a series of kisses on your neck, "I'm so proud of you honey,"

You pulled back, cupping his cheeks, "And you, winning your case today! I'm proud of you too!" You both shared a celebratory kiss.

"Today's been a damn good day,"

Andy bit his lip, giving your behind a good squeeze, "Yeah, it has. Why don't you go take a bath; we'll have dinner and really celebrate later,"

"I love the way you think Barber,"

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Later that night, you were laid out on the bed, Andy between your legs, devouring you. He sucked on your clit, making your back arch as you moaned loudly.

"Andy please,"

He kissed your lower lips as if he were kissing your mouth, the soft drag of his tongue getting you closer to the edge.

"Give me one more honey. Just one more," he said, his voice deep.

He gently pushed his index and middle finger into you, curling them just right.

"Andy!" You moaned, your gasp sharp.

"There we go," He praised, his fingers gently massaging your harden nub as he kissed his way up your torso.

You felt energized, ready for Andy to just lay back as you pleased him. With a soft push on his shoulders, he laid down, grinning.

You threw your leg over his waist, straddling him, his cock standing tall as it rested against your mound.

"I love you honey," he said, rubbing your thighs.

Rising to your knees, you took hold of his cock and placed him at your entrance. As you slowly sank down, you moaned, "Love you too, Andy,"

"Fuuuuck," he whined, watching him disappear into you.

Placing your hands on his chest, you rocked your hips, letting Andy slowly slip in and out of your heat.

"Just like that, baby," he said, gripping your waist, "Nice and slow,"

You tucked your feet further under his ass, making him go even deeper, "Gah, you feel so damn good Andy,"

Andy ran his hands up your sides, cupping your breasts. He tweaked your nipples as he raised his hips just as yours came down, making both of you moan loudly.

Each other's breathing became heavier, your moans sharper, his deeper; almost to the point of growling. Andy yanked on your arms, bring you forward, which had your breasts bouncing right above his mouth.

He watched you watching him as he took a nipple into his mouth, his tongue flicking over it. You could feel his beard and knew you'd be marked up after tonight.

"Fuck, yes… I'm so close Andy,"

Leaving your breast in his mouth as he continued to suckle and toy with your nipple, he wrapped his arms around your waist and bent his knees. Andy held you in place, jackhammering his hips into you hitting your spot with each thrust.

"Yes, yes, yes!" You chanted, cupping his cheek.

You came hard, your back bowing once more. Andy's thrusting became sloppy, his own release spurting deep inside you, making him growl around your tender breast.

His thrusting slowed, his hands going back to your waist to gently move your hips up and down over him to prolong both of your climaxes.

Thunder clapped and lightning lit up the room as you both stilled against one another. Andy gently kissed your nipple, working his way up your breast, to your neck and finally giving you a long and thorough kiss.

"Hmmm, you're incredible," he whispered, smiling

"Feeling is mutual, baby," you said, just as softly.

Giving you another kiss, he rolled the both of you onto your sides, his semihard cock still inside of you.

"Really?" You giggled.

"What?" He chuckled, "you think I'm done with you? Honey, you have another thing coming,"

You scoffed, "Pssft, literally,"

You both laughed, Andy giving you a gentle smack on the ass.

#chris evans #andy barber #ransom drysdale #andy barber x reader #ransom drysdale x reader #may85 writes

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jjsmaybank20 · 1 year

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𝕄𝕚𝕤𝕔. 𝕄𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥

✰ - Personal Favorite ✎ - Most inspired for rn

The Fallout (2022)

Vada Cavell ✎

nothing yet

Mia Reed

1. Anxiety [angst, fluff]

Pitch Perfect 1, 2, and 3 (2012, 2015, 2017)

Beca Mitchell

nothing yet

Chloe Beale

nothing yet

Emily Junk

nothing yet

Knives Out (2019) + Glass Onion (2022)

Whiskey

nothing yet

1. Speechless [fluff] ✰

Marta Cabrera

nothing yet

1. Always and Forever [fluff]

Benoit Blanc (Platonic Only)

nothing yet

Free Guy (2021)

Millie Rusk

nothing yet

Walter ‘Keys’ McKey (Platonic Only)

nothing yet

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judgementdaysunshine · 1 year

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Marta Cabrera Masterlist

Move in with me

#knives out x reader #marta cabrera #knives out #marta cabrera x reader

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bishopgirl98 · 2 years

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Updates Coming Soon. It would be wise to check out the pinned posts for dates and titles 👀

#knives out #ransom drysdale #sierra six x reader #my writing #kate bishop x reader #marta cabrera x reader #ransom drysdale x reader #bellamy blake x reader

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missuhmisery · 1 year

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♬♩♪♩ WHO I WRITE FOR ♩♪♩♬

/p indicates i will only write platonic for that character.

i will write x reader as well as cannon and non cannon ships with some exceptions.

★・・・・・・★・・・・・・★・・・・・・★

Knives Out -

Meg Thrombey, Marta Cabrera, Harlan Thrombey /p, Benoit Blanc /p (maybe romantic for a masc!reader), Jacob Thrombey, Miles Bron, Cassandra Brand, Helen Brand, Whiskey, Peg.

(might end up adding Ransom but i really hate him LOL)

★・・・・・・★・・・・・・★・・・・・・★

Baby Driver -

Baby (miles), Debora, Darling.

(open to adding more characters but no Doc whatsoever.)

★・・・・・・★・・・・・・★・・・・・・★

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georgiapeach30513 · 2 years

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oh..my…fucking god. JEN. That was so hot 😩 oh my god. i physically cannot rn. kitten and marta are so hot ughh 🥵 but hotness aside have you ever thought about making a reader insert with a girl perhaps?

- 🍄

There's more with Kitten and Marta 😉 I do have this here, but I haven't thought about anything for this AU, however there may be something this Friday...and Friday's are for Story and Lucy 😉 not together of course, but gives you something to possibly look forward to.

#🍄anon #kitten drysdale #marta rogers #kitten drysdale x marta rogers #marta cabrera x reader

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fandom-go-round · 4 years

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Will you make a another part of the knives out soul mate au please?

I’m counting this as my piece this month too because this is what I was going to do even if it didn’t get asked. Not a lot of Benoit in this part either, sorry my friends. My heart needs Marta to be loved and respected first. I’m thinking this might be my ‘long story’ as I update month to month…

Look later this week for the new April update and maybe something else!

The drive to Harlan’s house is long and winding; he was dramatic but you couldn’t hate it. He was a good man and you had met him more than once when Marta was taking care of him. Harlan had been insistent on meeting you once he found out Marta had a soulmate and you got along well enough to be invited back. You think partly it was so you would tease Marta for him but it was harmless and even you could tell that the two of them loved each other.

It was difficult to talk to Marta about his death. She was upset and devastated but this underlying thread of guilt just wouldn’t go away. You tried to talk to her about it but she shied away and once even snapped at you. You could feel her emotions rocking back and forth like a wave but you let her be, hoping that she would talk to you eventually.

She calls you in tears almost every day of the investigation. She doesn’t go into details but you know its hard for her so you do your best to distract her. You tell her about your day and what you got done. It’s never anything exiting but it seems to calm her down so you don’t stop. The night before the will reading she sounds tired and resigned, leaning her head against her wall as she speaks to you.

“I’m so tired of this. Tomorrow I’m going to say everything.”

“What haven’t you said yet Marta?” Your confusion is genuine but it just seems to upset her more. She starts crying and you drop it, offering comfort instead. You can feel the stress on your bond, the way it stretches and strains. You don’t mention that either, feeling like some sort of bomb is going to be dropped.

The driveway in front of the house is in chaos when you get there. There are two police cars with lights flashing and you stop when they tell you to. Marta comes out of the house as they question you, quickly walking over to the car.

“They’re with me! I called them.” The officers nod and move so you can drive in. You offer Marta a smile and she gives a weak one back, going to the door. There’s a man in a suit there, eyes moving between you and Marta. He’s well dressed with graying hair and a tie, at least in his 40s. You park and just watch them for a moment, seeing them bend close to talk. They dance around the fact they want to touch each other, leaning in close but never quite touching. Marta’s hand is dyed an emerald green and you see his hand is covered in burnt orange. You feel your own mark burn and you shake it off; you and Marta had been like that too when you first touched.

They both turn when you get out of the car, keys in one hand and donuts in the other. The man, Benoit your mind supplies, quickly comes down the steps to take the bags for you.

“Please, let me take those.” His voice is strong and has a thick Southern accent, surprising you. You don’t get a chance to argue before he takes them and sweeps into the house. Marta watches him go with a smile and you pause at the bottom of the stairs to look up at her. She hasn’t been sleeping and you can tell that she’s been crying but she’s beautiful, standing strong and steady.

“Hey.” You keep your voice low so you don’t startle her. The smile she gives you is shy and small, like the first time you met.

“Hey. Thank you for coming.” You give her a crooked smile back, trying to keep lighthearted.

“You know I’d never miss drama at Harlan’s house.” Her smile grows, just a bit, as she gestures to the house behind her.

“My house.” You freeze halfway up the steps, looking at her with wide eyes.

“Your house?” Marta laughs, her voice lighter than you’ve heard it in days.

“My house. And my yard. And my books.” You whistle, standing in the doorway and looking into the house.

“He loved you.” You can feel the burn of loss in Marta’s veins but her smile is like the sun.

“Yes he did. And I loved him.” You nod, giving her a smile back.

“Come on, gotta introduce me to your boy toy.” She gasps, smacking your shoulder and immediately starts to scold you.

“He is not my boy toy! He is a respected detective.”

“A respected detective who’s going to eat all your sweets.” She laughs again, leaning up to kiss your cheek. Your face must have shown your surprise because she gives a sad smile before wrapping her arms around you. You fall into her arms faster than you would admit, soaking in her warmth and the smell of her skin. Love echoes back and forth through your bond and for the first time in weeks you feel the stress start to leave your body. Marta pulls back first, linking your arms together and gently moving you down the hall.

“Come on, I need to tell you everything.” You nod, not hesitating to step after her.

“I’m not going anywhere.” She gives another blinding smile, squeezing your hand as you address her unspoken fear.

“I know.”

#Knives Out #knives out imagine #knives out headcannons #marta cabrera #marta cabrera x reader #benoit x marta #marta x reader x benoit #marta cabrera x reader x benoit blanc #benoit blanc #benoit blanc x reader

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