gazmit68

[gazmit68]

Do you take requests?

Can I get uhhhh

Spy dirty talking until the reader snaps and jumps his bones

No daddy kink please

Hmmmm....I'll consider it 😈

[gazmit68]

What would the mercs do if the Purge was real? I'd love to know your thoughts...

[gazmit68]

Spy x Fem!Reader

CW: foul language, face fucking, DDLG kink, slight degradation

'Another night in the smoking room. Oh what fun to be had!'

Snooping was something that Y/N did quite often. Always a curious creature, she explored anything and everything whenever she could, even behest to those around her.

But the one place she frequented was that of Spy's personal quarters. It wasn't an overnight occurrence, though; one day Y/N needed to deliver some documents to him, and she was hooked the second she stepped inside. So many books, artifacts, charms and what not to study...

She just had to come back. And being somewhat of a spy herself, she knows how to pick a lock or two. And covering her trail was also crucial, so that meant leaving the room exactly the way it was then when she arrived.

But Y/N could only get away with this for so long.

One fateful night, she was at the smoking room's door, doing her normal routine of picking the lock. She normally did this while everyone was dead asleep.

But what Y/N wasn't expecting to see was Spy waiting for her on the other side.

"I heard you like snooping..." He commented with a raised eyebrow.

"Jesus fucking Christ, dude! You scared the shit outta me!" She hissed.

"That's a dangerous thing you're doing, darling. Breaking into my room without permission? What a naughty little thing you are..." He smirks as Y/N's face goes bright red with embarrassment.

"H-How long have you...known?" She stammered.

"Oh you're not as good of a sleuth as you think you are, mon chéri. I've known this entire time..." His smirk widens as he grabs her wrist and pulls her inside.

"How the fu-ah!" He shoves her onto the couch nearby and stares her down, making her feel smaller than she already did.

"Such a naughty girl...I think someone needs a little..."lesson" in respect, don't you agree?" Spy gently takes Y/N's chin with his gloved hand, pulling her up to meet his gaze.

Goddamn, it was so difficult to look away from those handsome-as-fuck eyes...

"If you want my forgiveness, then you will do everything that I ask of you, and nothing less. Is that clear, mademoiselle?" He tilts his head.

"And? What if I don't want to?" Y/N joked.

Spy scowled at that, earning her a light pop on her left cheek. "You don't have the luxury of acting like a fuckin' bitch. You WILL do as I say. You're not calling any shots here. You got that, you disrespectful slut?"

Y/N widened her eyes at Spy snapping on her like that. It's...doing something to her...

"Yes..."

"Yes what? How are you supposed to address your superiors?" Spy sneered.

"Yes, sir..." Y/N begrudgingly replies.

"Good girl..." Spy soothes the red spot on her cheek.

"Now..." He starts, "Take care of your master. Use that pretty mouth of yours."

Spy sits down on the couch, widening his legs enough for Y/N to crawl in between. There's an obvious bulge that she secretly cannot wait to unravel, and it's making her pussy clench.

Y/N wastes little time in unbuckling the belt holding Spy's trousers together, freeing his hardened erection. She wraps a hand around him and starts to gently stroke, emitting a shuddering sigh from him.

"That's it, sweetheart...just the way Daddy likes it..." Spy grumbles as Y/N's grip tightens a smidgen.

Him referring to himself as 'Daddy' makes Y/N's pussy clench even more. And he takes notice of this as well.

"Oh...you like it when I call myself that? Does my baby girl wish to get punished by her Daddy? Hm?" He coos as she finally takes him in her mouth, savoring his flavor.

Y/N hums in response, using her hands simultaneously as she uses her mouth on him. He tasted that of sweets, surprisingly. It was as if she was using him like a lollipop.

"See? This is what you should have been doing instead of snooping around like a goddamn creep." Spy jeered, shoving her head further down his shaft.

Soon enough, Spy was roughly using Y/N's throat as his own living fleshlight, fucking her face brutally. She gripped onto his thighs for stability, unsuccessfully. Spy was determined to make sure she learned her lesson.

"I'm c-close, darling...you better swallow every drop," He grabs a fistful of her hair and pulls her up to his level, a scary look of fury in his eyes. "Otherwise you're going to fucking regret it forever..."

Y/N didn't have a chance to respond before he shoved himself down her throat, going back to fucking her face. Only a few seconds pass and he releases his essence, forcing her to intake every last drop.

"Ahhh...that's much better..." Spy sighs as he finally removes himself from her mouth. "Now do you have anything to say for yourself, mademoiselle?"

"I'm sorry for snooping, Daddy...can you forgive me?" Y/N looks up at him with pleading eyes.

He thinks for a moment. "No."

"Why not?!" Y/N fussed.

"I told you: I'll forgive you if you do everything I tell you to. And I say we're not finished." Spy looked at her with an evil expression.

Y/N gulped. It was going to be a long night.

[gazmit68]

TF2 Support x Fem!Reader

CW: foul language, unprotected p in v, oral (male receiving) and facial

---

The battles between the RED and BLU teams have been increasingly difficult. The work demand was becoming almost impossible to maintain, so much so that there needed to be more hands on staff.

Medic, Sniper and Spy were struggling the most, so it seems. It'd make more sense to have someone specializing in their line of work. And so, the Administrator opened up another support class, which was filled in surprisingly quickly.

"Alright, everyone. I know the Administrator has opened up a spot for a tenth class," Spy announced. The rest of the team hummed or nodded in response.

"But we managed to get somebody to fill that position rather quickly." He spoke, clasping his gloved hands together, a smirk forming on his face.

"She'll be our fourth support class, which will be of great help to us. So please, welcome our newest member to RED, Y/N."

Y/N slowly stepped into the meeting room, looking down at her feet. She was never a fan of being put on the spot, but that couldn't be avoided in certain scenarios. She looked up to see the faces of her new colleagues, which eyed her up and down.

"Uh...hi everyone...I'm Y/N." She whispered, barely loud enough for them to hear.

"Aw, c'mon! You ain't gotta be so shy, short stop!" Scout practically shouted, making her wince.

"Scout! Can't you be civil for once in your life? The poor lass just got here!" Demo firmly chided.

"It's alright...uh..."

Curse Y/N and her stage fright.

Spy placed a gentle hand on her shoulder. "Don't pay any mind to that boy, mon chéri. Just make yourself comfortable; you'll get used to this place in record time. Dismissed."

He says, as the rest of the team makes their way out of the meeting room. However, Medic and Sniper remain to converse with their newest class.

"Well hello, Fraulein!" Medic grins as he extends a hand towards Y/N, which she sheepishly grasps onto.

"No need to be so shy, Süße. We don't bite...much~" He teases. One can only imagine what he was implying.

"There ain't no need to be all quiet on us, 'roo." Sniper reassured. "You're in good hands, can you trust us on that?"

Y/N smirked slightly. "I suppose..."

She felt as if her brain was about to short circuit. Being surrounded by three hot-as-hell men in such close proximity? That's a recipe for something rather...strenuous.

"Now...I must ask you some questions, mademoiselle..." Spy spoke in an almost sultry tone, slowly walking towards Y/N against the adjacent wall.

"W-What is it?" She squeaked as her back hit the wall.

"Why did you sign up to be a part of RED?" He asked.

"Well...the pay was too good to refuse..." She muttered.

"And do you know why?" Spy asked again.

"...not exactly." She answered.

Spy tucked a stray hair behind Y/N's ear. "I don't think you fully understand what your 'duties' will be here..."

Sniper approached Y/N with somewhat of a smirk. "Love, have you ever heard of a 'barracks bunny'?"

Y/N's stomach dropped. "You can't be serious..."

"Oh we're dead serious, Fraulein. But no need to fret. You'll only be servicing the three of us. This was all in the paperwork when you signed up. Did you not read it to the letter?" Medic raised an eyebrow as Y/N shrank slightly at her own stupidity.

"Do not worry, mon chéri. We won't force you to do anything you aren't comfortable with..." Spy gently caressed the crook of her neck. He stared deep into her eyes, relishing in how alluring they are.

"So, Süße...are you ready for the 'initiation'?" Medic comes up from behind, placing a hand on the small of Y/N's back. She shivers at his touch, which earns her a smirk.

"Yes...yes, sir..." She takes a breath to steady herself, as Medic's large hand travels south to her backside, giving her rump a firm squeeze.

"Let's see how sweet you are, 'roo..." Sniper takes her chin with a rough hand, and places a kiss on her plump lips. They both melt into it, soon tasting each other. Sniper tasted of coffee and a smokey flavor, while Y/N of some kind of berries and cream.

"Bloody delicious..." Sniper muttered, planting one last kiss before letting Spy take his position. Y/N wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him against her chest. She whimpers at his taste, and he quietly hums in satisfaction.

"You know..." Spy starts. "For such a quiet and reserved creature, you seem very eager to be...taken by us..."

"So it seems, mein Freund." Medic slips his hand from around Y/N's rump towards her most sacred area, which is quite ready for some further action. She quietly lets out a moan of eagerness, feeling Medic's large hand caress her pussy from over her trousers.

'How can I be this turned on already?' She thinks to herself.

As if reading her thoughts word for word, Sniper takes one of her small hands, and places it over his rather large tent. She widens her eyes slightly, making him chuckle at her surprise.

"Don't think we can't see what's in that pretty little head of yours, love" Sniper mutters in her ear. "We're just as ready as you are..."

Medic's ministrations continue as Y/N grinds into his hand. "Awww, look at her~" He coos. "It seems like she wants something from us. What is it you would like from us, Süße?"

"...cohhh..."

"Hm? Are you saying you want some cock? Is that it?" Medic playfully asks as he removes his hand and unwraps the belt holding back Y/N's prize.

Her eyes widen more when she sees his size; normal in length but slightly above average in girth. Her mouth waters at the thought of having such a thing shoved down her throat.

"Tut tut tut, don't forget about us now..." Spy pouted as his gloved hands unbuckle his slacks, revealing his cock. He was rather impressive in appearance as well; normal girth and length but clean shaven. Sniper's cock was appealing in both departments; slightly longer than average and roughly the same girth as Medic.

How Y/N is going to take on all three men is anybody's guess.

"Now let's see how well you can obey orders, darling. Get on those knees and service us. After all, that's all you'll ever be good for in life; taking multiple cocks at once like the whore you are." Spy degraded with a cruel smile.

Y/N frowned at his cruelty, but her nether regions pulsed with every harsh word. She did as told and kneeled down, opening her mouth wide and sticking her tongue out. Y/N chuckled as the three men slapped their cocks on her face playfully.

"Oooo, I think she like that!" Medic beamed with amusement as he slowly slid his member into Y/N's mouth, who eagerly got to work on.

"Please all of us at the same time, mademoiselle. Use those skilled hands of yours." Spy spoke, guiding your hands onto him and Sniper.

Several moments go by and Sniper leans on the nearby couch, stroking himself and beckoning Y/N to sit on his member.

"C'mon,'roo. Sit on Daddy's cock like a good little slut..." He groans as she approaches him.

She obliges, letting out a needy moan of ecstacy as she feels Sniper's member fill her pussy to the brim.

"Fuck me, darlin'...you feel so bloody good..." Sniper hisses as he feels his cock being squeezed by Y/N's velvet walls. He places his gloved hand on her hip and guides her up and down on his pelvis, wet slaps being heard throughout the room.

"My my my...seems like someone's showing Sniper a little favoritism!" Medic sneers, as he climbs on the couch and turns her head to kiss her. "Do you like him the most? Spy and I haven't had the chance to fuck that cute little cunt of yours yet..."

"N-No..." Y/N struggles to answer as Sniper fucks her harder.

"Then we'd need to punish you, mon chéri." Spy grumbles as he lifts her off of him. They all swap positions, and now Y/N is on her back, ready to be taken by Medic.

"Such a meanie, Fraulein. Letting Sniper have all the fun..." Medic grins as he slams into her. She shrieks at the intrusion, but is quickly silenced when Spy shoves himself down her throat.

"Scheiße, Schatz...so...tight..." Medic strains his face, trying to handle the immense pleasure of being buried deep in Y/N.

"And she sure looks lovely when shes taking me as well...you sound so amazing, gagging on me." Spy jeers as Y/N tries to take him in her throat.

"Oi, fellas. I think she's about to fall apart there." The other notice as Y/N starts to whimper more. Her face had turned a darker shade of red and tears are streaming down her cheeks.

"Oh, the poor thing...alright then, gentlemen. Let's wrap this up." Spy states as he removes himself. All three men position Y/N where shes on her knees again. They move their hands furiously until ropes of white finally coat her face.

Oh, how she looked so beautiful covered with their essence.

"Such a wonderful specimen to gaze upon, mademoiselle." Spy coos at the sight of Y/N's white covered face. He, Sniper and Medic help her up, as she's having difficulty standing on her own.

"Anything to say, Süße?" Y/N chuckles as she's lead away towards her new room.

"That was definitely worth it. And I can't wait to do that from now on..."

[gazmit68]

PEGGING HEADCANONS PLEASE PLEASE I WANT SUB MERCENARIES

!!!!!!!!!!!! YESSSS BUT WHO PLZ LET ME KNOW !!!!!!!!!!

[gazmit68]

It’s always kind of funny when the Powerpuff Girls, in fanart, are drawn with fingers and noses and toes and stuff and it’s like…they legit don’t have those in canon. It’s not just a style choice, they actually don’t have fingers and noses.

I mean, apparently Buttercup just sticks her hand to things to pick them up (S03E29 Criss Cross Crisis)

And in Oops, I Did it Again (s06E04B) the girls, when made without Chemical X, come out “normal” and do have fingers, feet, noses, and normal faces.

So like…when everyone in the show calls them “bug-eyed freaks,” “pumpkin heads,” etc, they legit mean the girls have big round heads, giant eyeballs, and stump limbs.

I think it’s safe to say that the Powerpuff Girls are objectively horrifying. I want to see fanart of that.

[gazmit68]

[gazmit68]

Spy seems like he'd enjoy artists like Michael Bublé and Usher and no one can convince me he wouldn't.

[gazmit68]

Caption this image 👇

[gazmit68]

OMG BOTH SLASHER AND GHOST (BAND) FAN?

I'm still fairly new to Ghost but slashers YESSS

[gazmit68]

Bruh imagine Spy being hard on you to the point of resigning but instead of giving him resignation papers you give him a marriage contract and he says yes 💀💀💀

[gazmit68]

He wants your eyelids mwahahah 😈😈😈