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theywhowriteandknowthings · 4 months

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GN reader x Reacher thots.

Warnings: choking mention; sir kink? Size kink; begging; blowjob insinuation; light smut; no use of Y/N, no gender, race, or physical description of reader; reader is smaller than Reacher(who isn’t?)

Ok but Jack Reacher caging you in as he smirks down at you. His broad palms splayed either side of your head. His blue-green eyes rake over your form slowly.

“Say it,” he growls, “Tell me what you need.”

“Need you,” your voice is hoarse as he dips his head to your ear, breath fanning out across your slick skin.

“Need me huh?” He laughs as he runs the plane of his nose against your cheek, “What do you need from me? Come on, details matter.”

“Need you to fuck me, Reacher please,” your voice is pathetic, breathy, as you beg.

“See, that wasn’t so hard was it?” He grazes your lobe with his teeth.

“No, Sir.”

“On your knees,” he growls as he wraps his broad hand around your neck, “Show me how much you need me.”

I want to write more Reacher so bad but I have so many WIPs

Wrote this while at a hair salon, the thirst is real.

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darkwhitevintage · 2 years

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OMG I LOVE YOUR GARETH CONTENT!! Uh can you do general dating hcs? If not can you do a fic where Gareth slips anonymous sweet notes in your locker and just admires you from afar? Tysm!

Anonymous ♡♡

Gareth x gn!reader

Warnings : none <3

A/N : sorry it took so long for me to do!it's short too I'm sorry I'm tireed

Summary: You're not popular. You're not a loner. But you're noticed. Noticed by Gareth that is. Slipping notes into your lockers, telling reacher and you friends to pass on anonymous messages. Leaving little trinkets behind for you. But of course, you find out. And your confrontation turns into something more...

You walk out to your locker, your mind blanking out your friend's laughter. You struggle opening your locker, like always. A note spills out from your locker, and lays next to your foot. Your friend doesn't notice. You pick up the folded paper and examine it. A note. It's the same sloppy handwriting as every other note you've received for this pass month. The note read :

I hope you're having a good morning. Even though I haven't seen you today yet, I know you'll look beautiful today, as always. Best wishes.

Along with a sloppy drawn heart at the bottom of the page. You smile at the note of slip it into your pocket. Gareth walks by as you put it away, his heart thumping. He stands near your locker with his friends. They all know his pinning on you. And they're trying to push him to you, slowly. He watches you smile. He catches himself mid-smile and clears his throat. Gareth shoots a couple glances at you as his friends talk to him about future band practices and DnD meet-ups (I deadass forgot the name of it shhh). He stares at you as you pull and put away books from your locker. You turn to look at him, the little voice in your brain telling you someone is staring at you.

Gareth looks away. His heart beats faster and his face burns red. His friends snicker at him. You smile at his nervousness. May one day you'll also start slipping him little notes. If only you knew. You sped-walked to class for 4th period. Teachers talk slow and love to waste time don't they? You walk into the classroom, looking around the classroom. Gareth looks over at you, his face burning up again. You walk to sit at your desk. As you push open your chair, you spot a little box on your chair. You pick up the box and sit down. You open the box. A little note and three pieces of candy lay inside. You smile at the open box.

Gareths mind floods with thoughts. Did you like it? Do you know it's him? He shoots glances at you all class. The class ends at he watches you leave.

-next day-

God, why did your mom have to drop off 35 minutes early? You walk into school, heading to your locker. You spot Gareth near your locker, a folded paper in hand. You hide behind a hallway corner and watch at him. Stalker way. Gareth kisses the note and slips it inside your locker and walks away naturally. It's him. It's him who slips those notes. Passes you those messages. Gives you the treats during class. You wait for his footsteps to fade away. You walk to your locker, quickly opening it and grabbing the note. Gareth walks back around the corner and watches you just like how you did. You smile at the note and kiss it. Gareth's face turns red. Indirect kiss.

Don't forget we have homework in math. But you're smart. With good grades. You'll do great. Have a nice day, beautiful.

The note says. Another sloppy heart lays on the bottom. You smile again. Gareth walks away in a fast speed, his face still red.

-time skip-

Lunch time. Luckily, Gareth skipped his class to stay in your lunch period. You ask to speak to him alone. His heart flutters. Once you two are alone, you speak up. "I know it's you who gives all those letters and gifts." Gareths eyes widen and he grows red...again. he struggles to find words. You hug him. His arms go from your waist to your shoulder and to your neck. Man, he was nervous. You help him wrap his arms over your waist. You kiss him. "Fuck..." he whispers into your lips. You pull back smiling. "I love you..i-i mean uh." He stutters. You smile wider. "I love you too." He pulls you into another kiss.

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Sorry it was rushed-

#gareth emerson #gareth emerson x reader #gareth stranger things x reader #headcanons #stranger things x reader #gareth stranger things #i love you gareth #stranger things

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ayioumz · 2 years

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he remembers you.

🧷️⌈ a/n ; school ... hard ... and makes me busy ... hopefully i can post more since break is coming soon!

🧷️⌈ genre ; angst

🧷️⌈ featuring ; scaramouche & gn! reader <3

🧷️⌈ warning; probably an ooc scaramouche but that's what i'm good at, character death(reader) my favorite type of angst, mentions of blood. message me if there's any more warning i should put!

Scaramouche could remember the memories with you so clearly - it felt like peace and warm weather, soft wind bringing the scent of cecilias and eventually, a blue flower would bloom in his heart.

He remembers you clearly.

Gathering the beautiful white flowers at starsnatch cliff and hiding it behind your back as you saw scaramouche approaching you while you smile at him sweetly, he looked at you with an unreadable expression and still asks, "What are you hiding, brat?"

You smiled more, "Why don't you come closer? I'll tell you!"

He remembered the way you went under his hat and pressed a kiss on his lips sweetly before handling him the cecilias that you have gathered, "Beautiful flowers for my favorite person."

He remembers you clearly.

your face was carved onto his heart, he lets you stay there and lets you find a home within his dark walls and so you did, you stayed at the center - placed your favorite flowers and told him, "beloved."

He remembers your clearly.

Your simple person, simple personality yet so unique in such a way that he was mesmerized with you, he would kiss your fingertips oh so softly when you are sleeping - he does not have the face to do this when you're awake.

He remembers you clearly.

The harsh rain and the cold air, your body was seen through the pouring down of the storm. he stretched his arm out for you - his body was trembling and he felt his blood ran cold.

He remembers you clearly.

Too clearly - he had said, why did you have to build a home within his heart if you were to move somewhere else? He scratched his chest - he wanted to rip his heart out but he could only scream his sorrow.

He shouted and no one heard him, under the pouring rain was his memory of you - torn and lifeless. He stayed there, days or weeks - he stayed after he had placed you beneath the earth.

And so he built a small place and planted your favorite flowers and every time he picks one of it - he would softly call out, "beloved."

#genshin impact x gn reader #scaramouche x gender neutral reader #scraramouche x gn reader #scaramouche x reacher #genshin impact angst #genshin x reader #genshin x gn!reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin angst #scaramouche x you #genshin impact x you #genshin x you

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thebadbatch · 3 years

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Hii there, can I request The Bad Batch defending reader when a Teacher is being disrespectful and calling her/them lazy when reader have a single bad grade? Thank you!! (you can use whatever pronouns you prefere).

Our Star - The Bad batch x Gn!Reader

A/N: Hey I really hope this is okay! :D I really liked your request it was a joy to write! Tysm for requesting :3

Plot: Learning at the academy your grades are incredible, thanks to Tech, apart from one. One in which your teacher made out to be the worst thing possible and it ruins your self esteem. The Bad Batch won't have that though and are on root to help and support you.

Warnings: Upset over grades also a mean teacher!

"Sit." She demanded which made you inwardly sigh and begin to panic a little bit. Why was she so moody today? "Do you know why I called you here y/n?" You just simply shook your head choosing not to speak as the words got caught within your throat. "It's because your grade is slipping and it's a horrible reflection upon the academy and me. You're lazy!" She paused before showing you the datapad filled with your grades, a slightly lower mark than the others beside the specialty of combat medic. It was a tough class trying to figure out what to do in the heat of the simulator battle mode to save a pretend person's life. It left you shaking more than you'd like to admit.

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Our star

Training at the academy was hard, especially when your family is on the move constantly for missions. Your family dubbed themselves as The Bad Batch and you write a part of it too! You loved your brothers and they loved you. Walking through the busy and crowded hallways, you clutched your datapad to your chest making your way to the office. Your teacher had called you there for a small discussion, one in which you were eager to have. Thanks to Tech tutoring you, your grades were excellent and your brothers were extremely proud of their 'star' as they called it. Pressing the doors controls, it opened with a light hiss allowing you to walk in and smiling at the head teacher before you. They were always rude and mean, strict on students and it was rare to hear any praise unless it was sarcasm. There was plenty of that thrown around. The head reacher didn't return the smile, instead she gestured to the seat before you to sit in.

"I'm sorry, I'm finding that class a little tough but my grades are still high." You breathed lightly, trying to keep your voice from leaking any knowledge to your fear. "I promise to work harder."

"Too right you will!" She yelled out, slamming her fists onto her desk. This was pretty over dramatic, even for her. "What would your brothers think? I'm sure they'd be ashamed of you." That instantly struck a nerve, your heart sinking into your stomach. Thump. Thump. Thump. Your heart was hammering against your ribcage, your lungs tightening as your mind wracked through these new darker thoughts. Would they be ashamed? Maybe they would. Tech has been doing everything he can to teach you and he'd put his own life on hold for the private lessons. All of them had been helping you out and you began to think that you had failed them as their younger sibling, tears pricking your eyes.

"I'll do better. Thank you." You spoke, your voice barely a whisper. She waved her hand, signalling for you to go which you gladly did with great speed - heading straight outside and toward the direction of the Havoc Marauder.

Once the attack shuttle was in view, you drew in a jagged breath. They're going to be so disappointed surely. Once you walked up the ramp, familiar laughs and voices filled your ears. The sound always warmed you and let any tension melt away, but not today.

"Hey y/n is back!! How was ya day?" Wrecker laughed, lifting you up and spinning you gently before setting you down due to Echo's demand in case you got dizzy.

"Uhm, yeah it was okay!" You lied through your teeth toward them, forcing a smile to your face that didn't meet your eyes. Tech and Echo soon walked in with Crosshair trudging behind - giving you a light smile that he had reserved just for you. You smiled back before fiddling with your hands trying to stop the emotion swelling within you.

"What did you learn about?" Echo asked, smiling as he patted your head in a gesture of affection. You wracked your brain trying to think back on the day, what had you learned? The conversation with the headteacher was the only thing playing on your mind.

"Well it was shooting practice today." You gazed up at them before seeing Crosshairs eyes light up momentarily.

"I trust you did well thanks to me?" He spoke playfully, chuckling gently.

"I did! Top grades!" You beamed but that instantly fell away from your face, a frown replacing it.

"How about your Combat Medic training? I checked your time table and saw that it was scheduled for today." He paused, giving you a warm smile after putting down his datapad. "I'm sure you did amazing."

Once his praise was in the air, you couldn't hold it back anymore as you began to cry. Sobs wracked through your body as Hunter instantly brought you into his arms. "Hey hey what's wrong vod'ika?" His voice soothed, hugging you tightly as his hand rubbed circles into your back.

"Got into trouble an' she yelled at me my grades are bad." You sobbed out, Tech's face instantly softened as you cried. Crosshair soon growled lightly, gazing toward his brothers before gently crouching beside you, brushing hair away from your eyes.

"Vod'ika, which teacher yelled at my star?" You sniffed lightly, crying more as Echo gently held you, taking over from Hunter.

"Headteacher…" Your muffled voice whispered as Tech began typing away at his datapad.

"Star, your grades are perfect. You're doing great in combat as a medic!" He began to ramble onwards, "What on maker is she on about? Our vod'ika is doing amazing." The others just huffed lightly before smiling as your sobs calmed down and turned into hiccups.

"She-she said that I'm a horrible reflection on her and the academy and that I'm lazy! What if they expel me!" The batch gently sat you down, all of them beside you as they comforted you.

"My star, your grades are not a reflection of who you are. You're an amazing talented individual and we trust you with our lives." Hunter paused for a moment gazing at you happily. "You work so hard! She's wrong. Your grades are amazing and it's okay to struggle!" He smiled as Tech wiped away some of your tears.

"We love you. You are not lazy, you are the most talented person we know. You're the backbone of our batch." Echo chuckled, loving the new smile against your face.

Little did you know that when your brothers made sure you got some rest, all of them apart from Echo who had said he wanted to keep you safe, left that night in their full armour. They showed up at the academy and requested a personal meeting with the headteacher which she accepted. Walking into the office, Hunter slammed his hands on the desk with the brothers standing and glaring daggers into her eyes.

"Now what's this about you calling our y/n lazy huh?"

Rest assured, she never bothered you again and they made sure you knew that you are amazing, smart and talented even if grades slip every now and then.

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theywhowriteandknowthings · 3 months

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Reacher x GN! Reader Smutty Drabble

My first attempt at fully gender neutral reader. Let me know how I did. I wrote this in like 20 minutes on a horny whim.

460~ Words

Warnings: Penetration/penetrative sex, size kink (sort of?), smut, Reacher talks you through it, lube mention.

Reader is not coded at all, complete blank slate, *Motal Combat voice* CHOOSE YOUR GENITALS FIGHTER!

NSFW below the cut:

For a man of few words, Reacher loves to talk you through things in the bedroom.

You writhe and moan around as the weight of his cock inside you is all consuming. You’re so full, so stuffed with his cock you think you might combust. Your face is pressed into the mattress, muffling your cries as he splits you open. No matter how much you prep yourself for his cock, it’s always a shock. He’s already worked you open with his mouth, his thick fingers and you’re slick with your favourite lube.

“Shh, baby,” he whispers into your ear as he breaches your tight heat, “I got you, you’re doing so well.”

“Reacher,” you pant, fingers twisted into the bedsheets as you try your hardest to relax.

“I know,” He says as he places soft, doting kisses to that spot behind your ear that makes your skin burn with desire, “Taking it so good for me.”

His chest is flush against your back, fingers entwined with yours as he slowly rocks his hips. His thick thighs bracket your own, helping to pin you in place as he takes his time with you. He pulls almost all the way out, agonisingly slow. You cry out in bliss as you feel every ridge and vein of his cock as he moves.

“Feel that?” He growls as he buries his face into the crook of your neck, “So fucking tight.”

“Feels so good,” you reply dumbly as he begins to set a slow rhythm, the glide of his cock through your walls is heaven as you get used to his girth.

“Such a needy little hole,” Reacher growls as his thrusts get a little harder, “Fucking strangling my cock.”

“Harder,” you mewl without thinking as you feel the familiar coil of pleasure tightening in your belly.

“Yeah?” Reacher smirks against your slick skin as he snaps his hips forward with a grunt, “Think you can take it?”

“Please, fuck me Reacher, fuck me hard.”

He snarls at your plea before he fucks you at pace, his teeth sinking into the flesh of your shoulder as he groans. You clench around him, pleasure jolting through you with every brutal slap of skin on skin. You cry out as you come, shuddering with every quake of pleasure as Reacher empties himself inside you with a strangled groan.

He ruts against the swell of your ass as he fills you up, his hot spend already leaking from you as you whimper softly into the bedsheets. Reacher flops down on top of you, one arm supporting his weight as he presses soft kisses to your shoulder.

“Fucking perfect,” he breathes against your skin as you both try and find the energy to get up.

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