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eternalslover · 5 months
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Bullet train incorrect quotes:
Tangerine: Do you want to play 20 Questions?
Y/n: Sure!
Y/n: Whats your favorite color?
Tangerine, laser fucking focused: Triangle. Do you love me?
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novakiart · 10 months
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the bullet train 2 that exists in my head
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tangybug · 1 year
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padsmoony04 · 5 months
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cupofstarss · 1 year
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venusthepirate · 2 years
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“Could be Ebola. They bleed from their eyes.”
“Ebola ?”
“I’ll smell.”
“Don’t smell it.”
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TANGERINE MASTERLIST.
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last updated: feb 24, 2024
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key:
☾ -> fluff/ comfort
★ -> smut
✧ -> angst
blank -> miscellaneous
— type “tangerine” “tangerine x reader” or “tangerine headcanon” in my search to find asks that ive responded to — lots of random thoughts & hc’s to check out
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*in the process of rewriting the fics in this top section*
hotel room - changing plans midway through a mission in Tokyo- you, tangerine and lemon decide to stay in a hotel instead of taking the bullet train ★
home is where the heart is - you and tangerine have a free day, deciding that you want to spend the cold day at home doing cozy domestic activities ☾
“you’re more like me than you think” - tangerine hasn’t been completely honest with you and you find out something you were supposed to. already feeling frustrated with your relationship, you don’t take the news lightly ★✧
imagines/ headcanons ☾
date night - tangerine has been away on a mission for the last week and is back in time for date night. missing each other like crazy, you decide to have a not-so-quiet night at home ★
when the trains a-rocking don’t come a-knocking - taking a job in japan collecting a briefcase from a train sounds easy, right? but not when you meet a pair of brother assassins from your past ★
one year later - one year ago today, you and tangerine celebrated the birth of your daughter, mandarin - mandy for short. this special day also marks the anniversary of when you unintentionally saved his life - calling him home from his mission in tokyo ☾
brainrot ★
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ARCHIVED POSTS FROM JAN ‘23 -APR ‘23
taste ★
period comfort ☾
wait til later -> ★/suggestive
can’t be quiet ★
paper break ★
leave ✧
birthday ☾
the three musketeers ☾
uncle lemon’s brother ☾
withhold ☾/✧?
easy like sunday morning ★
assassin in training ✧?
intruders ✧
reassurance ☾
distance ✧?
one writer, one reader ☾
expecting ☾
reverse comfort ☾
shared sickness ☾
homemade ☾
subtle envy ✧?
love to hate (1 year bullet train anniversary)
consummate the marriage ★
melatonin ☾
assassin reader hc’s
forgive and forget ★
quip ☾
baby driver
sneaky findings
pregnancy hc’s ☾
safe and quiet ☾
the first time ★
three idiots in the kitchen ☾
ace hc’s ☾
short gf spooning tan hc’s ☾
how he would be/ act with a crush ☾
wouldn’t do that ☾
text conversations ☾
thots of him eating you out ★
take a break ☾
stay ☾
cinema date ★
make time ★
sfw alphabet ☾
vulnerability ☾
meet in the middle ★
helping hand ★
meet again
barside meet
village date ☾
gifts ☾
money where his mouth is ★
missed calls ✧
healer ✧
in vein ☾
baby fever ☾
up his game
day at home ☾ coming soon
two am wake-up call coming soon
back up ☾ coming soon
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© little-miss-dilf-lover // all work is my own. please do not copy, rewrite or translate any of my work on any platforms.
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spookyspecterino · 2 years
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Me after seeing Bullet Train three times:
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I'm a mess (still)
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nyxvuxoa · 9 months
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Tangerine & Lemon ⤷ Aaron Taylor-Johnson & Brian Tyree Henry, Bullet Train | dir. David Leitch
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babygirltangerine · 1 year
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lenacosse · 2 months
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hello! can you please write tangerine x reader where he and his wife are working on the same mission without knowing it. she has ladybug as her usual partner and they have to pretend to be husband and wife. at some point, ladybug and tangerine are fighting and since ladybug wants a break from it, he’s like « wait, my wife’s coming » and when tangerine turns around its actually HIS wife
pairing: tangerine x reader
cw: violence, strong language
word count: 3,842
(laughing cause this turned into the whole movie, obviously not cannon accurate but i had so much fun writing this)
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"Alright that's me," you say as you zip your suitcase, you were going out to Japan to work on a mission with Ladybug. Tangerine did not know where you were actually going, when you first started dating you didn't tell him your job because it was too dangerous and you didn't want to scare him away and when things got serious between you both you were too scared to tell him because you didn't want to jeopardise things between you both so you fabricated a seamless lie about your occupation and he didn't suspect a thing.
"Same here," replies Tangerine. You walk towards him and put on hand on his bicep the other on the side of his neck, his hands go to your waist.
"Try not to miss me too much," you tease, a playful smirk forming at the corners of your mouth.
"Same can be said for you love." Tangerine winks, you roll your eyes and lean forwards. You press your lips to his and you share a passionate kiss, one that'll leave you longing for more later on when you lay awake thinking of him.
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You arrive in Japan and instantly the whole new world amazes you, Japan was truly impressively innovative and futuristic. But you weren't here to enjoy the culture, you had a very simple mission to do, retrieve something from a train with Ladybug, what could possibly go wrong?
Ladybug answers the call from your operator for the mission, you're both given your code names. You got given Kitty- slightly humiliating you thought but you've had worse.
"Kitty?!" Ladybug complains, "I see you're playing favourites." He says to your operator.
"Oh I'd never," she responds. "Oh and also, you two are a newly wed adventurous couple who are on their honeymoon."
"Are they also complete losers?" You ask.
"indefinitely."
You both get to the train station which is bouncing with life, you walk alongside Ladybug who is talking with the operator about why exactly you two had been picked for the job, something about someone dropping out sick maybe? You weren't really listening.
"Shit." Ladybug says.
"Shit what?" You respond with a sigh, it was always something going wrong.
"I think I lost the key back there, some guy bumped into me."
"I'll get into it, what's the locker number."
"523." Replied the operator.
You get into the locker whilst Ladybug still talks about Carver, you do nothing but roll your eyes at how much he cares he wasn't a top priority for the mission. You gather the items in the locker, the pair of you put in your ear pieces and pack the little bag. You had no idea why half of the things were necessary but it really didn't matter, you were sure time would tell. There was a gun in there, which you wanted to take but your partner was on a no killing strike and wanted to become more peaceful, you thought that was ridiculous considering your jobs but his therapist had been filling his head with nonsense.
"Ladybug!" You grab his attention, ending his useless conversation. "The train.. it's about to leave."
"Oh. Let's go."
The two of you quickly shove your way onto the train, it was a very close call. Immediately you were impressed by your surrounding's, the train, even economy was borderline luxury.
"This place is nice," says Ladybug, nodding his head approvingly.
"Agreed." You respond, you both make your way down the train whilst your operator informs you both of the trains different compartments. Then she tells you what it is you're retrieving. A silver briefcase with a sticker on the handle.
"Briefcase owners are not simple to take from." Ladybug states.
"Can't say I've much experience stealing briefcases." You reply.
"The owners should be in economy class,"
"Owners? Plural. God I knew we should have taken the gun, fuck you and your therapist Ladybug." You tut.
"I was choosing spiritual enlightenment, besides there's two of us, two, hopefully, of them. We'll be fine."
You just sigh in response, the two of you continue walking where you're met with the ticket collector. You look to Ladybug who was the one in charge of the tickets, the prolonged pocket search told you everything you needed to know. You sigh once again pinching the bridge of your nose.
"Shit I think I dropped our tickets with the key,"
"Great! Fucking brilliant."
Another pocket search and Ladybug finds the receipt which the man reluctantly accepts.
"The takeaway from that is from now on I will hold onto important things, got it?"
"Fine by me." Ladybug concludes.
You both continue your walk through economy where you heard an all too familiar voice, the man who you just walked past sounded exactly like your husband. However you didn't see his face because Ladybug was blocking him, nevertheless there was no way it was him, he was on a business trip in London. Immediately that thought leaves your mind as you and Ladybug get to the luggage, you scan over the different bags.
"There's no fucking way were finding this," Ladybug scowls.
"Just did." You reply and grab the case careful of causing attention.
"Great work Kitty,"
"Hm, what's the catch?" You reply, things felt too easy.
"Just get off the train."
You both oblige and Ladybug attempts to conceal the case in his jacket, you would argue that it would only bring suspicion but your only focus was to exit. You both make your way through the different compartments again, your heart was thumping and you felt uneasy, but persevered until you stand at a door to exit.
"Ahh look, maybe my luck has increased," Ladybug says triumphally.
"God I hope so." You respond.
The train slows down and the door opens, on the other side is a very angry looking man with curly hair, a neck tattoo and a white suit. Who is looking at you with a look so intense it makes your skin crawl. Before you know it he is lunging at you and Ladybug with a knife in his hand, you gasp as he stabs Ladybug. The two of them fall back onto a glass door, shattering it and falling to the ground. But as he removes the knife it's revealed that he just got his phone, you sigh in relief and walk into the room they fell into as Ladybug stands up.
"You stabbed me?!" Cries Ladybug, it's a mere second until he lunges at him again. You watch as they fight, you look for a weapon.
You smash a champagne bottle over his head and at the same time Ladybug kicks him, making him stumble back. The comical fight between them continues, the man reveals his motive, something about you two being responsible for his wives death, which is ridiculous because it wasn't true. The man throws his knife at Ladybug who holds the briefcase up for protection, however the knife bounces back and hits the man right in the heart, killing him almost instantly.
"Well, so much for no killing." You say, as you take the knife from his chest and wipe it clean on his jacket. You put it in your pocket for later.
You help Ladybug clean up as you both attempt to figure out who he is with no luck you give up and you set him up on the seat eating a packet of nuts. Hopefully to distract from the fact he was dead, better than nothing you thought.
You and Ladybug split up, your job is to find a table and sit there for when he finds the owners of the briefcase. All the operator knew was that they were twins. Soon Ladybug comes to sit with you, telling you about how the twins aren't actually twins and how he just fought one in the quiet car.
You rolled your eyes. "Okay, we just have to get the case and leave."
"I can't just walk off they know what I look like."
"Well then, I'll get the case you try get off and I'll get past with the case, look at me no one will suspect me. You know this is a very sexist industry, but as of now it has its advantages."
You leave the other way of the train to make it back to retrieve the case whilst Lady bug works on finding a way to exit the train. You go to the place where you stashed the case, you however quickly learn it is no longer there.
"Fuck! For fuck sake. Stupid fucks must've got to it." You rant on as you practically tear apart the room looking for the case. And much to your dismay it is absolutely nowhere to be seen. You pace back and fourth trying to rack your brain on what to do- it was your only upper hand that the twins didn't know of your existence so you couldn't blow that by trying to retrieve the case of off them, you also didn't know what they looked like. Just as you're pacing you get a text message, it was from Ladybug.
'need ur help. i'm cornered.'
You sigh in dismay, but you knew you had to go and help Ladybug with this. So you work your way down the train, checking everywhere for your partner. You hear struggle in the distance so you knew you were getting closer, you brace yourself to walk in.
"Gotcha now, there's no way you're escaping you slithery bastard. Give me the case and you walk away untouched."
"For the last time we don't have the case."
"Yes you fucking do cause I ain't got it."
"Stop. My wife is coming, I don't want her to see this."
"Your wife? What sad sack is married to you."
"She's actually really hot I'll have you know." You walk in as Ladybug says that, you mentally gag.
You freeze on the spot as you see the back of the man fighting Ladybug. For some reason his hair was identical to your husband's hair, the height and build was also the same. But no... you were definitely wrong and simply overthinking. That is until he turned around and you swore you heart stopped momentarily.
"What the fuck?!!" Tangerine says.
You just stare at him as he stares at you, you had absolutely no idea what the fuck to do. How on earth has this happened? Ladybug looks between the two of you, the confusion plastered over his face.
"That's my wife. Not yours." Tangerine says, the expression on his face is unreadable, he didn't look angry.. but he wasn't happy to see you that's for sure.
Ladybug just starts laughing, clearly he doesn't believe it. But he soon stops once neither of you laugh with him. "Wait.. is this true?"
"Yes." You reply.
"You're married to this geezer?!" Tangerine says, he looked like he was going to kill someone, his fists were clenched and his breathing was quick. You couldn't help but let fear wash over you.
"No obviously not- we're on a mission." You sigh trying to find the words to explain yourself.
"I'm so fucking confused right now." Ladybug says, you glare at him and he quickly shuts up.
You lean against the counter and run your hands through your hair, Tangerine just stares at you and you get a proper look at him. He was roughed up, splattered with blood and messy hair. In any other context you'd be drooling over him.
"You're working with him to get the case?" Tangerine questions, crossing his arms.
"...yes," you awkwardly pick your nails, this whole situation was throwing you off, it felt weird between you and Tan now considering basically your whole marriage was a lie. Looking at him you wondered what else you didn't know.
"You lied to me." Tangerine walks closer to you.
"You lied to me." You narrow your eyes at him, standing up straight you raise an eyebrow at him.
"Well this is fucking weird," Ladybug says, you and Tan in sync tell him to shut up, and he does.
"We can talk about this later, I need that case." You say.
"No. You're not leaving my side, there's someone else running around here, I can't have anything happening to you."
A sense of relief washes over you as you learn he doesn't completely hate you anymore. Maybe your marriage wouldn't go to crap, but there was absolutely no way you'd be staying by his side like some helpless victim.
"No. I need the case, I can protect myself. And I will, I don't need you to hold my hand."
"(Y/N).." Tan starts.
"No." He just nods in response and passes you his gun, you take it and put it into your pocket, the air is filled with deadly silence. That is until Lemon walks in.
"There you are... oh (Y/N)." Lemon says, he stops dead in his tracks and does a take back. "(Y/N)?!" His face drops and he sends an alarming look to Tangerine who just shakes his head in response.
"What the fuck?!" You look between the two men, you truly couldn't be more taken aback.
Lemon nervously laughs. "Are you enjoying Japan? We had a change of plans, you know work is so unpredictable these days." He looks to Tangerine for help, he just runs his hand over his face whilst sighing.
"She knows everything and she's working with this dickhead." He points to Ladybug who just raises his hand.
"Right... well um great," Lemon falters you found it funny how confused he was, he never was great in awkward situations.
"Okay this was interesting but we've got places to be, come on Kitty."
You take one final glance at your husband who looks extremely stumped and Lemon who just looks puzzled, you weren't sure how the rest of this mission would go but you just knew you couldn't wait for it to be over.
You leave with Ladybug to go find the case again and leave the train, you knew Tangerine would be fine so you felt confident in your decision to leave him. Besides you had a mission to carry out and that you were going to do.
"How come I didn't know you were married?"
You sigh. "Because it is private information, I didn't want to put him in danger."
"He seems lovely.." Ladybug says, the sarcasm dripping off his words.
"He is lovely, you don't know him."
"Neither do you- he's an assassin and you had no idea."
"Shut up. We just need to get the case and get off this stupid fucking train."
You both make it to the first class longue and there the case is, back in its original spot. "That was not there when I looked." You furrowed your brows.
"You mustn't've looked properly."
"I fucking did, ripped the whole place apart."
Before you knew it you were in yet another fight, the Hornet lunged at you making you fall onto the table, you hit her over the head with the case allowing you to get up. It was a messy fight, arms and legs flying around. But here you are with a venomous needle inching towards you throat, you flip her onto her back and pry the needle out of her hand. You inject it into her neck and watch her face drop.
"Being killed by your own methods, that's dark." You watch as blood pours out of her eyes and her throat starts to close over, her struggled gasping and choking fills the area. You get up and watch as she dies, withering in pain.
"Fuck that was close." Ladybug sighs.
"Come on, we need to go."
The two of you make your way back through the train and down to economy. That's where you see Tangerine standing pointing a gun at a girl in pink with a bob. His expression is devasting yet full of a rage you've never seen in your life, it makes your stomach drop. Something has happened. You quicken your pace, Tangerine sees you and lowers the gun.
"What happened?" You ask, he looked borderline psychotic.
"Lemon, she." He points the gun at her, "killed Lemon."
You face drops and you look back to Ladybug.
"He's lying! Please help me, please." The girl pleads. You turn to her and punch her square in the face, knocking her back into the chairs. You punch her again in the throat, the move makes her blackout and you turn back to your husband.
"Fuck this job we need to get off this train."
Ladybug grabs the case and you three walk back the opposite way, ready to exist. Your mind is fuzzy and your head hurts, there's no way Lemon is dead, that reality devasts you. Lemon was like a brother to you, it broke your heart knowing things would never be the same. As you walk out of the train Ladybug doesn't follow you and Tangerine.
"Ladybug?" You look back to see him struggling against the girl in pink. "For fuck sake!"
"Just leave him, come on."
"No. I can't leave him. We need to help him." You walk back onto the train, Tangerine following you.
With much struggle you get the girl in pink on the ground, using zip ties you found in her bag you tie her hands together and force her into the seat. The four of you sit waiting for the next stop. No one uttering a word. A man comes to sit at the table next to you four, he immediately recognises the girl, she tells him his son is dead, his grandson next, yet he was one step ahead of her, so she sits useless and defeated, a look of triumph overcomes you, you wanted nothing more than to slit her throat but you knew she would have later value, so you leave her sitting there wallowing in her stupidity.
The man tells you all his story, you pick up on his wisdom, feeling nothing but trust towards him. So when he tells you all to follow him- bar the girl, you do. He takes you to the bathroom where his son, and Lemon lay. His son turns out is not dead and reaches for his father. Your eyes fixate on Lemon, unlike Tangerine who is leaning against the wall beside the bathroom. Your heart thumps as Lemon somehow yawns? His eyes open and he looks around, extremely confused.
"Am I in hell?" He questions.
"Oh my god!" You gasp, you turn to Tangerine who instantly stands behind you looking at Lemon.
He rips open his shirt, showing his bullet proof vest, where bullets sat, things were piecing together but you were extremely confused as to what exactly happened.
"Oh.. you drank the water." Concludes Ladybug.
"Water? What water?" Tangerine asks, looking to your partner.
"The water spiked with sleeping powder."
All of you go to sit, awaiting the next stop.
"I can't believe you're an assassin." Lemon says. As he sits opposite you.
"I guess I'm full of surprises," You shrug.
"We need to get off this bastarding train, no more being held back." Tangerine says, you could tell he wasn't half with it. None of you were but he was right.
"We need a plan," Ladybug says. You all agree, and the elder comes up with roles for each of you to properly execute the plan.
You go with Lemon to try and control the trains route, Tangerine goes with Ladybug to hand in the case and cause a distraction whilst the elder goes to take on the white death, something dramatic he said about getting his revenge.
"Fuck it's all in Japanese. There was no Thomas episodes in Japanese." Lemon scowls.
"It's fine, we'll figure it out." You respond trying to be optimistic.
"Okay, we just have to slow this down. Fucking stupid thing! Fucking slow down." Lemon curses.
"So far so good." Ladybug says as he approaches you both, "you can stop the train."
"We don't know how to fucking work this shit!" You groan trying to suppress your frustration.
Lemon and Ladybug go back and fourth, you head hurts from listening to them. Suddenly two men come through the door shooting their guns, you all duck down to shield yourselves from the bullets. You and Lemon lunge at the men, taking them down whilst leaving Ladybug to stop the train. One of the men had you up against the wall, hand over you throat choking you, you felt the life slowly draining your body and with every passing second you become more and more weak. You watch Lemon trying to take down two other men, he doesn't know you're being straggled. Just as you are about to accept your fate, Tangerine comes in, knocking the man to the ground and shooting him in the head. You gasp for air your fingers gently caressing your tender throat, Tangerine is instantly at you.
"Are you okay love?"
You nod and he strokes your cheek, a great sense of comfort overrides you, then he and goes to help Lemon take down the other two men. Whilst they do that Ladybug finally figures out how to stop the train. Or so you thought, the manual book flies out the window and the train collides with the one in front, you all grip onto something. Another two men make their way up to the driving cart, which you all in a group effort defeat. Ladybug starts pulling out all sorts of wires which make the slow down and ride right into a wall, sending you all flying forward through the train as it destructs its way through a village. You land laying on a patch of dirt, Tangerine beside you. You heard a gunshot and jump up, you see The White Dead dead with his brains blown.
You two make your way over to where Ladybug, the elder and his son are, not even two minutes later the girl in pink comes with a machine gun, talking about her fate and luck, which doesn't last long before she's hit with a moving vehicle.
"What the fuck..?" You sigh, you look to Tangerine who looks just as puzzled as you. Ladybug goes off with Maria your handler who came to get you both, you decided to stay with Tangerine and the two of you go to find Lemon.
"Can't believe I didn't realise you were an assassin. Seems so obvious now." Tangerine says, taking your hand.
"Yeah well I didn't notice either, besides. I think I'm done with it, today was too messy."
Tangerine nods in agreement, you both find Lemon who turns out was driving the truck that hit the girl. The three of you decide to go home, of course Lemon didn't rest until he found out the ins and outs of your work. You were relieved to know everything Tangerine had ever told you- besides obviously his job was true. Maybe this wasn't such a bad thing after all.
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eternalslover · 5 months
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Bullet train incorrect quotes:
Y/n: Hey I’m about to get in the shower. You wanna join me?
Tangerine: There’s a pistol taped underneath the island in the kitchen. If I ever say no to that question, I want you to shoot me. Aim for the head, don’t stop until I’m dead.
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visionaxry · 11 months
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it's not your fault, they're identical.. look at them.
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tangybug · 8 months
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bullet train + tweets (2/?)
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ch0wen · 1 year
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Get a Little Action In - Tangerine x Fem!Reader | NSFW
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gif made by @dcbicki
warnings: Smut, 18+ (minors dni), unprotected sex, cursing, & violence
“Sorry,” a man, with his gold front tooth glinting, smiled apologetically.
He had initially bumped into you with a hand grazing at your thigh and pulled it back quickly once he realized. You’re none the wiser about the potential pervy aspect of that action and smiled back silently as voiceless forgiveness. 
Next to your spot at the bar, on the right, two more stools are occupied. Tangerine’s grip tightened on his glass and Lemon rested a hand on his wrist. 'Not worth it', he’s mouthing to his brother. But you can start to feel the heat of Tangerine’s look boring into the side of your face. Whatever he may be worried about, he should at least recognize it was an accident. You can hold your own in most situations. And you truly only have eyes for him. He knows that one for certain. But this guy doesn’t. And for Tangerine, that means Gold Tooth is slowly pushing his luck.
The thud of a shot glass smacking against the bar top drew your attention to the pair you came here with. Lemon hopped off his barstool and took a step back while wiping the remnants of his drink away from his mouth.
“Right. Well, the night is nearing its end for me. This bird is leaving the nest. So, you two lovebirds can fly freely and all that bullshit!”
“Are you just testing out every avian reference you can make in one go or...?”
Lemon grinned at his brother’s annoyance then leaned over to kiss your temple, “he gets testy on whiskey.” He warned against your skin.
Lemon moved to wrap a hand around the back of Tangerine’s neck to press their foreheads together,
“Behave.”
Tangerine gave him a tight nod but gently pushed him away by his chest,
“Get home safe, mate.”
You shared some hugs and goodbyes with Lemon before it’s just you and your boyfriend together in this bar.
Tangerine stayed standing after conversing with Lemon last. Taking the final swig of his Bourbon and setting it behind you on the bar top. He doesn't draw his arm back but rather cages you in with his body. You're spun around in your seat looking up at him. He smiled down at you before leaning in to share a gentle kiss.
Somewhat imitating his brother’s previous action, his one hand held the back of your head to deepen the kiss. You smiled against his plump lips and enjoyed this shared moment. Not wanting to have too much PDA, you pulled back and gave his biceps a squeeze.
Normally, when you lock eyes with Tangerine it always feels like he is the only one there with you. Except for today, you’re brought back to reality, as people dodging others to make their way through this club are causing the patrons next to you to bump into your side. It shakes you out of your tunnel vision every few minutes.
“Want another round?” he hummed. Then fully moved to the right side of you to speak with the bartender after your nod of confirmation. You swiveled in your seat to have your back to the sweating, dancing bodies on the floor. Not knowing where some of them end and begin in the dim lighting. Another jostle to the leg of your stool had you firmly steadying your heels on the bar foot-rail.
You cannot truly blame the bar-goers as they have no control over the regularly moving traffic in this building. This place is overcrowded and the noise of the music is deafening but you take what you get. You’re happy to have this opportunity to join the Twins on a chill Saturday night out, which has now become a date night. It offers you that sense of normalcy with the man that you’ve been yearning for.
He’s subconsciously fixing his mustache in the wall mirror across the bar, as the bartender fixed the drinks. You took this moment to admire him. But the feeling of a quick squeeze to your ass turned your grin into a frown with a slow realization.
Both of Tangerine's hands are above his waist. You glanced over to your left and eye up the man who had been pressed against your side for a good majority of the night.
“The fuck?”
“Whoops!"
It’s the guy with the gold tooth. Who's smile earlier matched the one he's bearing currently. Now it made you uneasy. It feels more smarmy than sympathetic. You lurched away, trying not to cause a scene, especially in front of your hot-headed boyfriend. But this belligerent man one hundred percent, deliberately grabbed your ass. He had a very punchable self-satisfied smirk on, as he tried to feign innocence while sipping from his drink.
The touch from another hand snaked its way around your waist. You jerked in your seat before you realized you were subconsciously pressing your back closer to Tangerine during that interaction.
Tangerine sounded amused, "You alright, bunny? Why do you keep jumping?"
“Nothing. He just touched me I think.”
He bent down to hear you better, “What?”
“I just think he grabbed my ass.”
“What?”
The way he reacted was unsettlingly calm. He squeezed your waist before standing straight and making an effort to size up the man in question.
“Please. It’s okay. Let’s just go to the other end of the bar. Or we can dance! You promised we could.”
Tangerine ignored you, moving closer to the man. He looks relaxed but you see the veins in his neck flexing. You cannot hear everything that's being said since he’s on the other side of Gold Tooth, but catch him mouthing things like 'apologize to the lady' and 'bash your fucking face in'.
A sinking feeling washed over you because it does not seem like this will lead anywhere but towards escalation. Tangerine has never had reasonable reactions to high-tension situations. It's not something you’re supportive of but can understand that sometimes reactions like that are crucial in his line of work. Where an emotionally labile choice could end with a victory or demise.
Except Gold Tooth, who he’s now going head-to-head with, is an 'Average Joe'. Not a man affiliated to a gang or a weapon-wielding mobster. As a trained fighter, Tangerine has a clear, unfair advantage and you’re reminded there are a LOT of witnesses if anything happens.
Gold Tooth had been poking at Tan’s chest with whatever insults he was hurling his way then gave him a hard shove—pushing him back into a group of women.
And, we’re off.
Tangerine immediately concentrated on helping one woman up, who had toppled over due to the sudden collision of twice her body weight. His mouth was moving, probably with a rush of his English charm, as he clasped her hand between his. His eyes scanned the rest of the women in this surrounding Bachelorette party to ensure they were all unharmed.
Then in a dizzying second, he turned to punch Gold Tooth in the gut. Causing him to double forward. One of his friends, sporting a worn maroon fedora, shouted something at Tangerine and grabbed at his wrist. Fedora used his other hand to smash a half-full beer bottle into Tangerine's restricted arm. Tangerine wastes no time reacting by breaking free from his grasp, and grabbing Fedora by the back of his collar for his own pummeling.
“T!”
He ignored your plea as he, as promised, bashed Fedora’s head into the bar top. A man, in an ugly green shirt, tried pulling Tangerine away from the assault. Tangerine dropped Fedora's limp body to the floor and elbowed Greenie in the throat. A gargled choke escaped him, as Greenie immediately lurched back and scurried away from the fight.
Tangerine whirled his body to a degree after feeling a firm hand on his shoulder and made eye contact with Goddamn Gold Tooth. The mother fucking guy who started this entire ordeal. He mentally notes his brother would reason this man to be 'a true fucking Diesel!'
Tangerine got punched square in the nose. You stared helplessly at other patrons as your boyfriend returned a few blows back. Harder. No one is making a move to stop this. Why can't anyone else get the idea that maybe this isn’t a normal bar fight? Is it not obvious based on how calculated and fast his moves are? Tangerine is skilled and you’re beginning to worry he may snap. The trajectory of these people's lives may just well change, if they’re about to witness a murder or two.
You look to the bartender to plead for his assistance in stopping your raging boyfriend by at least calling the cops. But this tattooed riddled, muscular barkeep raised his hands up in surrender. There was no way he was stepping in based on the rate these men were being taken down by Tangerine.
A crack echoed over the pounding music, and once you realize the source of the sound, it's gut-churning. You whipped your head in the direction it came from. The vicinity in which your boyfriend was just assaulting a man.
Lo and behold, there he was with fresh blood slowly starting to drip from his forehead and nose. Gold Tooth, now passed-out, was caught by one of his friends that was smart enough to avoid being in T’s warpath.
“Did you just fucking head butt him?”
“Let’s go,” he barked, grabbing your hand. Hauling you away from the scene he caused.
“Oh, yeah, like no one knows to look for the well-dressed man that stood out at this dive bar! You’re not going to get away with this.”
You’re hissing at him over the music, as he wove you both towards the back doors that lead into an alleyway. The quick transition from booming chaos to thrumming silence had you tensely staring at Tangerine.
“I think I just did,” he murmured.
“You have anger problems."
He tsked, “You’re right. Do you reckon I should go back in there and apologize? Shake their hands and buy them all pints? Would that make for a happy ending?”
“Fuck you,” your arms are crossed. Trying your hardest to come off as annoyed. But he was standing in front of you with a watchful gaze. He's always so handsome, but especially when he’s just lovingly staring at you. And even with blood dripping down his face paired with blown-out pupils from his recent acts of violence. He was looking truly ravishing.
“That was the plan.”
He swooped in closer to pick you up by your thighs and pressed you into the wall of the building. You gasped at that motion with Tangerine’s breath hot on your neck.
“Can I have you? Here?”
"Oh, he's in gentleman mode now.”
He grumbled against your skin in response and pressed his hard-on against your clothed pussy.
Clearly, you were both too turned on by all the adrenaline.
“Please?”
You rocked down against him, “yes. You can fuck me. Make it quick.”
He frantically fumbled with this belt while moving your underwear to the side before fully thrusting his cock into you. With a pained cry, your nails dug into his shoulders at his swift motion.
“Sorry, love,” he mouthed a kiss under your ear. His hips already rocking into you at a harsh pace. His gripping hands flexed on your hips, as he fucked you harder into the brick wall.
The noise of your sex was obscene. Echoing off the walls of the club but mixing in and fading out with the music vibrating the bricks against your back. Tangerine pushed his face against your neck. While gasping and biting at your heated skin. You’re close to cumming alone from hearing those very grunts he’ made. And your pussy was throbbing with the need to cum as his pounding continued.
Tangerine shoved his cock impossibly deeper and faster into your weeping pussy, his moans muffled on the mouthful of skin he was biting.
But the sound of sirens rang louder in your ears than the beating of your racing heart or Tangerine’s moans. Your hand smacked against his shoulder,
“We need to go!”
Tangerine opted for long, slow movements. His cock never leaving you. You shot him a warning glare as he tried to challenge you.
Reluctantly, but not needing to be told ‘no’ again, he lowered you down with some angry muttering along the lines of ‘these fucking clowns in the red-and-blue giving me blue balls.’
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