#Ivan drago x you

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I've practically been stalking your old ivan drago content and saw your imagine prompt for being Rocky's younger sister and having a crush on Ivan, can you IMAGINE the idea of you, being Rocky's younger sister, seeking ivan out after his life changing loss because you know what that means for him? Just being soft and understanding because even though your brother won (and there's a good reason as to why that's the appropriate ending cough cough) you feel the need to offer a shoulder and comfort ivan because you see him for what he is, the product of having to please such a demanding regime? Maybe it's just my penchant to see big strong antagonists and want to hold their face in my hands lol (like iceman, my beloved)

Gah dammit now I wanna write about this!!!!

(No seriously tho I love this, I have daydreamed about it so many times, just needed someone to convince me to write about it! But I'm doing this as a headcanon instead of an actual story because I don't think I can properly get across what I want to get across. Which is why I never wrote about this despite fantasizing about it.)

Headcanon/Preference # 28

Pictures NOT mine.

Year posted - 2023

*I'm randomly coming back to this request because I saw it in my drafts, and I'm dabbling with a few pieces with Dolphs characters again, so I wanted to finish this one. That being said, I've actually got a story I'm working on based loosely on that imagine, it's got a fun little twist to it though. So keep an eye out for that, and I apologize this took so long, but that's honestly kinda just how I roll. 😅 ALSO this isn't exactly what you asked for, but I think you'll enjoy it regardless! MY BAD!

☓Before the fight☓

☭ So before the fight you'd only seen Ivan on the TV screen. But even then you could see him for who he really was. And apparently you were the only one who could, so you kept your thoughts to yourself.

☭ You more or less threatened your brother to take you with him to Russia. And he of course tried reasoning with you, but you'd made up your mind, and he wasn't going to change it.

☭ Rocky was of course worried that the cold might get to you, so he made sure you were bundled to the nine every single day. It was sweet, but a little annoying at the same time. And you had to admit the cold was definitely harsher in Russia than Philadelphia, and that was saying something.

☭ But despite the cold, and the harsh glare from the locals, you found yourself enjoying the landscape scenery.

☭ You helped to encourage your brothers training, and despite having lost your old friend Apollo to him, you couldn't help but find yourself enamored in a way with the Soviet boxer. A fact that you kept under lock and key.

☭ You wondered most nights what would happen in the end. What would happen to Rocky if he lost? What would Ivan go through if he lost? There was just so much at stake, and you couldn't decide who you wanted to come out victorious. Well both of them if you had it your way, but you knew that wasn't an opinion.

☭ You often replayed the fight he had with Apollo in your head. You'd seen how Apollo's theatrics effected him, and how unbothered he'd been by Apollo's taunting. How precious he was, and how powerful.

☭ It made you worry for your brother, but you knew he was one tough son of a bitch. You'd been there for every single one of Rocky's fights after all, even back when he was fighting in shitty clubs.

☓During the fight☓

☭ You were sorta like Rocky's coach at this point, well maybe not coach but rather his hype-man, always had been. So you were with him when he went out to the ring, and beside him in the ring.

☭ You had to admit, seeing Ivan up close for the first time... Jesus he was huge... And very intimidating with his cold expression. Queue your curiosity and worry both spiking.

☭ You shook hands with his team, per the typical routine, and when you were about to turn and leave the ring. You found Ivan staring at you, making eye contact, and maintaining it for far longer than you probably should have.

☭ Rocky noticed your hesitance, and gently bumped his shoulder with yours, knocking you out of your stupor. You offered your older brother a small smile, and he gently bumped your chin with his glove, drawing a proper smile from you. Which in turn made him smile.

☭ He didn't even notice Ivan had been staring at you, or that Ivan continued to do so as you left the ring. But the announcers? The fans? They noticed. So around the world people wondered if maybe it had been a bad idea letting you go to this fight.

☭ Before the fight started, you stood beside the ropes in Rocky's corner, and made good on tradition. Resting your foreheads together you said a prayer and wished him luck, smiling when he kissed the crown of your head before breaking away.

☭ All throughout the fight, you found yourself feeling rather queasy, you'd never experienced that before during any of Rocky's fights. You knew subconsciously because it wasn't just because of your worry for Rocky.

☭ You realized pretty quickly into the fight, that far more was riding on Ivan winning than Rocky. For Rocky if he lost, he would have been humiliated, and failed in avenging Apollo... But Ivan. You knew he would suffer far worse if he lost.

☭ You didn't have to speak Russian to know that his entire life would be determined by the outcome of this fight. If he won he'd be a hero, like Rocky was back home. But if he lost, odds are he'd loose everything he's come to know. How perceptive of you.

☭ Often you'd find yourself looking to Ivan when they were separated for a short break. Almost always finding him already staring at you, his expression dark and furious. Which admittedly made you a little nervous, but you didn't feel his frustration was directed at you.

☭ By the time they were both bloody and exhausted, you were on the brink of tears. And both men had noticed. Rocky trying to comfort you as best he could during his breaks, despite the fact that his state of mind was more important. (Something you kept reminding him about, but he didn't care. He's a good brother.)

☭ Ivan did nothing but watch, wondering if you were afraid for your brother, afraid for himself, or if perhaps you were afraid of him at this point? A series of thoughts that only confused him, and distracted him more than he'd care to admit.

☭ When Ivan picked that man up by his throat, you found that the tears had finally escaped, rolling down the apples of your cheeks as he shouted in Russian. His eyes found yours in the commotion, and he was certain he'd gotten his answer to his earlier ponderings.

☭ Little did he know you were crying for him, not because of his actions.

☓After the fight☓

☭ The crowd had boomed with excitement, and many people rushed the ring to celebrate with Rocky. You had watched as Ivan was led out by his team, and you didn't think twice about following them.

☭ When his team realized you'd followed them, they tried to shoo you away, but then Ivan noticed it was you, and barked at them to leave in his native tongue. Perplexed they complied and left you alone in the locker room.

☭ "What are you doing here?" He questioned, his accent think and heavy, like honey to your ears. "I..." You were at a loss for words. "I'm not sure... I-." He scoffed at you before turning away, looking at himself in the mirror, and glancing at you through it.

☭ "I guess I just wanted to see how you were... If you're... If you're okay." You tried to make sense of the way you felt, you knew you were drawn to him, you just didn't know why. He simply kept watching you through the mirror as you fumbled adorably over your explanation.

☭ But what you said next really caught him by surprise. "Your hands... Are your hands okay?" You'd asked, now looking at him through the mirror, he turned to you with confusion evident on his expression. No one ever asked if his hands were okay after a fight before, not even his wife.

☭ "I'm usually the one that mends Rocky's hands after a fight... Are your... Are your hands okay?" You explained yourself, taking a tentative step towards him, freezing in place when he stepped towards you.

☭ "You are afraid of me." He stated. "Not exactly." You quickly defended yourself. "I'm not afraid of you... I'm anxious around you." You added, thinking he'd accept that response. "What is the difference?" Ivan argued, watching you approach him.

☭ "My heart is racing, but it isn't because of fear." You tried to explain, feeling incredibly sheepish, especially considering you knew he was married. "I know fear... And you do not inflect fear in me." You added, sort of hoping he wouldn't understand what you meant.

☭ Thankfully he did. "I feel it as well." He admitted in a soft tone, not wanting to startle you as you gently unwrapped his wrist wraps. He noticed how you flushed at his confession, it made him smile softly.

☭ You tended to his busted up hands with a gentle touch, more gentle than he's used to. And by the time you'd finished, he couldn't help himself and he kissed you.

☭ It was tender the way he tilted your head back with his index finger, slowly leaning in to give you the opportunity to turn away if you wanted, but you didn't turn away.

☭ It's probably the most wholesome moment of his life, and yes I'm taking into account the birth of his son Viktor.

☭ You were just so sweet, peering up at him with big doe eyes. Foreheads resting together you both forgot about the world around you, if only for a moment.

☭ Ivan just wanted to wrap you in his arms and stay that way forever. He wasn't sure why he was so drawn to you, but he had been enamored with you long before you even knew about him.

☭ Granted you had just been a face on the screen of his TV, but that didn't stop his heart from fluttering at the mere sight of you. Perhaps it was fate, perhaps you were made for eachother, separated from eachother across the world.

☭ After what felt like hours the moment was ruined, because down the hall you could hear Rocky calling your name, probably worried sick about where you'd disappeared to.

☭ "I have to go." You whispered, despite not wanting to. "I know." Ivan murmured equally saddened. "Until we meet again." He added before giving you one last kiss, breaking away and leaving right before Rocky barged in. His heart shattering in his chest, as he knew you'd probably never see eachother again.

☭ "There you are!" Rocky breathed a sigh of relief, and practically fell into your arms. He never questioned why you were in Ivan's locker room, and he never questioned why you'd run off like that. (He had a feeling he didn't want to know.)

☓Years later☓

◈ You hadn't seen him since his fight against Rocky. And you wondered if he'd even recognize you anymore. Or if you'd even see him that is.

◈ You knew about his son, and his determination to fight Adonis Creed.

◈ What you hadn't honestly expected, was for him to show up your brother's restaurant, atleast not unannounced.

◈ "Rocky we need-" You cut yourself off as you laid eyes on him, he looked even more handsome than you'd remembered. Frozen in place you jumped when Rocky touched your arm.

◈ "You okay?" He asked with a soft expression, wordlessly pulling you into a hug when you nodded your head yes.

◈ "(Y/n)." Ivan had approached you both, and you could tell Rocky didn't trust him. "Hello Ivan." You smiled softly, those old butterflies from before fluttering around in your belly.

◈ You'd secretly been sending letters to Ivan for years, and while you sent them religiously, you only ever received a handful in return. Not that you minded, you understood, better than anyone.

◈ "Still so beautiful." He mused as if Rocky wasn't standing right there, his hand coming up to brush his knuckles across your cheek bone. Rocky was quick to put himself between you and Ivan of course, ever the protective brother.

◈ "Rock." You placed your arm on his bicep, gently tugging at his arm, a reassuring smile on your face when he turned to look at you. "It's okay." You reached up cupping your brothers cheek, smiling as you felt him relax under your touch.

◈ When you looked to Ivan again, you asked him if he would like to take a small walk. Rocky immediately tried arguing against it, but you assured him you would be fine, and he listened to you begrudgingly.

◈ "You look good Ivan." You'd mused as you walked side by side, just the two of you, as he'd made Viktor wait in the car. "I've missed you." He admitted, making you smile. "And I've missed you." You found it funny that he could still make you blush.

◈ "I kept all of your letters." He added in a soft tone, again making you smile. "Yeah?" You stopped walking and he turned to you, taking your hands in his. "Of course." He smiled.

◈ "You were always on my mind." Ivan murmured quietly before wrapping his arms around your waist, burying his head into your neck. You quickly wrapped your arms around his large shoulders, your right hand coming to rest against the back of his head.

◈ "You know... I never married." You mused thoughtfully, hoping he wouldn't think you crazy. "I couldn't bring myself to love anyone else." You added when he pulled back from the hug.

◈ "I would have given anything to have you by my side, helping me raise Viktor." Ivan closed his eyes for a moment, thinking back on his fantasy. "Want about now?" You wondered aloud before you could stop yourself, and Ivan smirked.

◈ "You would want that? Want me?" He asked with a small smile, adoration shining in his eyes. You cupped his face between your hands, pulling him down to your height so you shared the same air. "It's all I've ever wanted Ivan." He visibility melted into your touch.

◈ Needless to say the world was shocked to see you by Ivan's side, and even more so when you announced your engagement. Rocky tried to "reason" with you, claiming it was a rash decision. But you told him about everything, the moment you shared with Ivan in Russia, the letters, and the way he made you feel, the way he'd always made you feel.

◈ Rocky came to realize your love for Ivan, was like his love for Adrian. He knew you never really dated, or let yourself get attached, especially after his fight with Ivan. And despite his past with the Russian, he supported you (warning Ivan about what would happen if he broke your heart like any good brother would.), and he attended your wedding of course.

[yoooitssalexx]

Hey guys! This is part 2 to the imagine of Rockys!Daughter x Viktor Drago.

Mature chapter,contains smut.

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The next morning you woke up with a major headache after spending the night crying. You debated looking for a flight back to Philly and avoiding any and all drama. Deciding to just buck up and go to the fight you got out of bed and started your day. Ordering room service you hid out in your room the whole morning until it was time to get ready for the fight.

You walked out of the shower and found an envelope on the floor by the door,picking it up you found a VIP pass and ticket to tonights fight. You already had a seat with Bianca but this seat was front row right next to the ring, leaving you to wonder who would slide this under your door.

You dressed in a black one sleeve jumpsuit,pairing the simple out fit with your gold necklace that your mother had gifted you and a bracelet and hoops to match. You slid into your heels and made your way out,your eyes landing on Buddy,Viktor,and Ivan. You froze in your spot,watching the three men walk towards the elevator. You watched them get in,eyes locking with Viktor before the doors slid shut.

Taking a few minutes to collect yourself you ordered  your Lyft to the arena,not expecting the large group of paparazzi outside of the hotel. They started shouting your name,every last one of them asking questions about you,Viktor,and your relationship.

You slid your shades on and pushed your way through the crowd to the car,holding back the tears that threatened to come out. Once you arrived at the arena the same fate awaited you,shoving your way inside you ignored the prying questions and rude comments.

You met up with Bianca,no words exchanged about anything that had gone on. You figured Adonis didn't know,familiar with his avoidance of social media before a fight. That didn't help appease the guilt you felt,feeling like you betrayed your brother in the worst way possible. Adonis may not have been blood but he was family,not forgetting the way the man helped you lift your father up from the pits of despair when he received his cancer diagnosis.

You twisted your rings nervously,stopping when Bianca reached over and grabbed your hands. It was hard for you to ignore the whispers around you,your knee bouncing nervously. You squeezed Bianca's hand,happy to have her support despite everything going on.

You looked up when you heard the booing start,your eyes falling on Ivan leading Viktor into the arena proudly. You watched the broad man walk confidently into the ring,not at all bothered by the booing in the crowd. Soon after Adonis' walk out music started,the lights darkening then flashing in patterns. Everyone cheered Adonis on,you and Bianca standing to clap for Adonis. You glanced at the tickets that had been slid under your door,noticing it would have put you on the other side of the ring. On Viktor's side.

The bell sounded,both men going straight at it. You watched as Adonis landed hit after hit on Viktor,soon Viktor landing a hit on Adonis which he blocked and still went back into the ropes. It was clear that Viktor put his strength into every punch. You watched Viktor back up as Adonis swung,recognizing the baiting tactic as the men moved around the ring. The bell rung as Viktor landed a right hand,the fight hard to watch after just starting.

You watched as Viktor and Ivan traded words,watching Viktor's face contort in anger and determination. Viktor continued to dominate the fight in the second round,you and Bianca on your feet as Adonis fell into the ropes. Adonis struggled to stand,making the count. Soon you watched as Viktor landed two hard right hands to Adonis' rib cage,hearing the rib crack from where you stood. Viktor yelled in triumph as Adonis fell to the ground and yelled in pain,you hoped Adonis would realize that Viktor held the upper hand and the fight would only get worse.

You watched Viktor come out swinging,the ref having to direct Viktor to his corner when Adonis landed a right hand. Duke crossed words with Adonis,soon throwing Bianca a look of defeat when the man refused to quit. Your eyes wandered to Ivan yelling something to Viktor,the man panting and his face contorted in rage as he walked to the center of the ring.

Viktor continued to hit Adonis with his all,landing another strong hit to his rib cage. You watched in horror as Adonis fell to his knees and Viktor swung again even after the ref called it. Your heart raced as you made your way to the ring,shoving people out of your way as you reached Adonis and began to look him over. You felt his broken ribs,the man not stirring at your touch.

"Call 911."You directed,feeling his faint pulse as you tried to awaken the man.

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You were with Bianca as the doctor informed her of Adonis' condition,a nurse informing both of you of a visitor.

"Dad."You whispered,hugging him quickly.

He hugged Bianca after,whispering to her softly.

You watched from the door as Rocky spoke to Adonis,the young boxer becoming upset quickly. You knew Adonis' pride was strong,your heart breaking when his words clearly hurt your fathers feelings. You left with him,hugging Bianca as an apology.

You agreed to go with your father back to Philly,asking him to wait in the lobby as you packed your bags. You made sure to collect all of your belongings,walking out to find Viktor talking to Ivan in the hallway. He moved to follow after you as you pushed the button to the elevator only seeing Ivan hold him back when you turned as the elevator doors shut.

Your father tucked you into his chest as you walked out of the hotel,the reporters yelling questions at the two of you as you got into the car. The train ride to Philly allowed you time to sit in your thoughts,nothing becoming clear the more you thought about things.

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Time passed and you watched a fight Viktor was in,the interview that followed making you shiver. They talked about his loss which Viktor corrected as a disqualification,the Russian declaring a challenge to Adonis yet again. Max Kellerman asked him about his involvement with you,Viktor only answering by saying that there was nothing to tell and he was focused on his wins. You sighed as you turned the TV off,clearing up your coffee table.

Days later you had finished up your last shift of the week at the hospital,glad to be helping out in the ED as they were short staffed. You were a general surgeon,enjoying the days in the OR but there was something about the chaos in the ED helped you forget about the chaos of your own life. People had finally stopped asking about your involvement with Viktor,now resorting to whispering when they thought you couldn't hear.

You had various candles lit around your apartment,a glass of wine on your coffee table. You frowned at the multiple nail polish colors you had set out,your self care routine interrupted by a knock at your door.

"Coming!"You yelled,sighing as you wondered who could possibly be at your door at this time of night.

You shivered as you pulled the door open,gasping when you looked up to find the large man standing at your door. He waved,a shy look on his face.

"Viktor."You whispered,chewing on your lip nervously. "What are you doing here?"

"I need you."He said,hands in his pockets. "I have no one."

"What happened? Are you okay?"You neared him,looking him over quickly. You could tell he had something heavy weighing on his mind,feeling for the large man who was clearly torn.

"Can we talk?"He asked,smiling when you looked at him with concern.

"Yeah."You nodded,opening the door wider for the large man to step through. "Come in."

The large man made your small home feel even tinier,his eyes looking around the dark room that was mostly lit by the candles.

"I interrupt?"He asked,following you to your living room.

"No,just having a little self care night."You shrugged,turning to him.

"Self care?"He parroted,his brows furrowed in confusion.

"Yeah,helps me relax."You gestured to the masks you had used and the lotions you used for a self foot rub after you finished doing your nails.

He nodded,walking up to a picture on one of your shelves. It was a picture of you with your dad in the ring at Mickys gym,you were only about 4 when your mother took the picture of you "training" with your father.

"Very cute."Viktor pointed,turning to you with a smile.

You smiled back,offering him something to eat or drink to which he refused. You gestured for him to sit as you resumed your pondering over what color to choose. He sat next to you,the large man clearly tense.

"Whenever you're ready,I am listening. I just can't decide on a color."You looked at him from the corner of your eye,watching him remove his coat.

"I like."He pointed to a light pink you had on the table,nodding when you picked up the little polish.

"Then it's settled."You hummed,leaning against the arm of the sofa to begin painting your toes.

Viktor grabbed the bottle and pulled your foot into his lap,tilting his head as he focused on painting your nails. "I never tell anyone about this. But I trust you."

"Okay."you nodded,trying not to smile at the image of the large boxer painting your toes a pink color that he had chosen.

"After my father lose fight to your father,"He began,slowly moving the brush to ensure he painted your whole nail. "Things between him and Ludmilla were not very good."

"Ludmilla? Your mother?"You guessed,the name familiar in your household when discussing the aforementioned fight.

"Yes."He nodded,moving on to another nail when he deemed the last one perfect. "She leave him when kicked out of Russia,leaving both of us."

"I'm sorry."You frowned,watching him focus at the task he was currently doing.

He shrugged,continuing with the paint. "I don't see her in years,but few days ago we have dinner in Russia with some people. She is remarried,only appear now after so long."

"And how did you feel when you saw her?"You asked,allowing him to switch to your other foot.

"Angry."He said simply,dipping the small brush into the paint. "Angry,these people turn back to my father now after all this time. Now that I fight and earn my own way they want to be there,like leeches."

"And you're angry at her too."You pointed out,watching his lip raise.

"Yes."He said simply. "I don't know her,she is stranger to me. She abandon me."

"And your father."

He nodded,his pace a little faster now that he was more comfortable. "I hate to see him be with them,we don't need these people. Only there for convenience."

"I understand."You nodded. "Have you ever thought of telling her why you're angry at her?"

He paused,pondering your question as he examined his work. "What good will do?"

"There's a belief."You said simply,placing your feet flat on the floor. "Anger expressed,is anger extinguished."You grabbed the miniature looking nail polish from his large paws,placing it on the table. "You can't carry all of this anger with you forever,you should at least talk to your father. He should know how you feel,you care about his feelings and want to protect him from these people too."

"How I do?"he asked,watching you look at your newly painted toes.

"Very good."You smiled. "Want to become my nail tech?"you asked.

He smiled,playing with his fingers. "I never do that before."

"There's a first time for everything."You nodded,grabbing your wine glass. He watched you sip the wine,seemingly not able to look away from you. "Want to try some?"You asked,not sure if the disciplined fighter drank alcohol.

He nodded,taking the glass from your hand. His left hand cradled the back of your head and pulled your lips to his. You pulled away from the kiss,eyes shut at the feeling that ran through your body.

"Very good wine."He hummed,placing the glass on the coffee table.

You sat in a comfortable silence for a few minutes,the Russian boxer pondering your words as you cleared the table and put things away. He watched you move about,enjoying the comfort he felt in your home. Something about the place actually feeling like a home and the warmth not only from the fire, his gaze soft when you shyly sat next to him again.

You rubbed the back of your neck,leaning away from the large man. He watched you silently,tucking your hair behind your ear. You leaned into his hand,the Russian pulling your legs into his lap.

"You finish your self care?"He asked,his thumb stroking your calf.

You cleared your throat and reached for your lotion,the large boxer taking it from your hands and silently beginning to rub your feet. You relaxed at the soothing of the tension of being on your feet for over 12 hours,Viktor silent as he thought over your last words.

"You think I should talk to her?"He asked,rubbing your feet gently.

"If not her,talk to Ivan. For you,you see people who turned their backs on your father over something that wasn't that detrimental. But to Ivan,this might feel like a chance to win back the things he lost."

He pondered your words for a few minutes,continuing his massaging of your feet and legs as he thought in silence. "That doesn't invalidate what you feel,Viktor. You're feelings aren't wrong."

"How you so smart?"He asked,his hands rubbing higher and higher on your legs.

You shrugged,allowing the large man to kneel between your legs. He rubbed his nose against yours,large hands gripping your thighs to pull your legs around his hips. "Why I feel this way for you?"

"What way?"You whispered,arms wrapping around his neck.

"Happy,trust,free."He whispered back,leaning down to kiss you again.

After a few minutes he sat back up,settling you on his lap. You pulled at his shirt,pulling away to pull the tight shirt off of his body. He leaned against the back of the couch and let you do as you wish,your hands landing on his pecs to steady yourself.

His sparkling eyes met yours,large hands gripping your hips tightly. He noticed your hesitation,thumbs rubbing your hip bones gently. "We can stop."He said softly,moaning when you pulled him into a passionate kiss.

"I don't want to stop."You whispered,pulling your shirt over your head. The Russian kissed your neck,hands sliding up your back and unclasping your bra.

"So beautiful."He whispered,tossing your bra to the side. The man reveled in your moans,burying his face straight into your chest. He paid equal attention to each of your breasts,his own hips thrusting up to meet the roll of your hips.

The large man stood and tightened your legs around his thick waist,following your directions to the bedroom. He laid you carefully on the bed,his eyes tracing your entire body. He pulled at your shorts and pulled them off in one tug,quickly hurrying to rid himself of his own shorts when you pulled at them.

The Russian started with methodical kisses at your neck,a slow path down your body makes whispers of his name fall from your lips in breathless moans. He kneeled on the floor,hitching your legs over his shoulders he placed a soft kiss on your wet pussy before diving right in.

He growled when you raised your hips,making note of what it was that pulled the biggest reaction out of you. He flattened his tongue,the thick appendage and the way the man used it to bring you to the edge of bliss. Your hands came to his head,pushing him closer at the feeling of your orgasm nearing.

His large hands gripped your thighs tightly,his tongue lapping at your wetness. He groaned when your nails scraped his scalp lightly,smirking when your moans got higher in pitch when he slid a thick finger inside of you and sucked on your clit.

"Viktor."You panted,legs tightening around his head. "Fuck I'm close."

He sucked on your clit gently,not stopping his onslaught of pleasure. He felt you tighten around his finger,his broad tongue swiping up and down sensually. He made sure to lick up every last drop of your cum,leaving you panting heavily when he pulled away.

"You okay,malyshka?"He leaned over you,licking his bearded lips and still tasting your sweetness.

"Mmhmm."You hummed,eyes shut in bliss.

The large man plopped next to you in all his naked glory,his hazel eyes just watching you lay in bliss. "So beautiful."he twirled a long strand of your hair around his finger.

You opened your eyes to see him already looking at you,a softness in his gaze. You pushed his chest softly,the large man falling onto his back as you wanted. He let you climb on top of him,watching you trail kisses down his sculpted chest. He moaned when he felt your tongue trace up his chest from the bottom of his abs.

Your small hand wrapped around his thick length,stroking him slowly. You kissed his neck softly,nipping at his skin gently. Mapping a trail of kisses down his sculpted chest to his hard length you watched him through hooded eyes as you placed a soft kiss on the head of his dick. His hips jolted,large hand buried into your dark locks when you licked the tip slowly.

"Please."He whimpered,his pleading look causing you to smirk.

"You look so pretty when you beg."You teased,stroking his thick length slowly. "Do it again."

"Please,I need you."He begged again,a soft pout on his lips.

The confidence that you exuded at that moment made his head spin,the man feeling breathless at the feeling of you touching him. If he thought you were beautiful and sexy before, the way you took control now made him see it even more.

You gave in to the man's pretty pleas,slowly taking his thick length into your mouth. His low moan when you swirled your tongue around the head of his dick was the sexiest sound you ever heard,your hand working what you couldn't fit in your mouth.

His grip on your hair tightened slightly,the man using his grip to guide your mouth up and down the way he wanted. When you started to take more of his length into his mouth and suck harder he growled,toes curling when he felt he was close to his orgasm.

"Malyshka."He whined,growling when you fondled his heavy balls and almost made him cum right there. He used his grip on your hair to gently pull your mouth off  his length,his large hands cradling your face gently. "I need to feel you."

He helped you climb on top of him,his hands resting on your hips as you reached over him to grab something from your drawer. His eyes fell on the condom packet you held up,a coy smile on your pretty lips.

"Make me yours."You whispered,leaning down to bite his lip gently.

The large man flipped you over,growling into the kiss when your nails dug into his biceps. You were too lost in the feeling of his tongue delving into your mouth to notice him put the condom on,your eyes opening when you felt his tip at your warm entrance.

"So tight,malyshka."He groaned into your mouth,slowly inching his thick girth in.

He pulled away from your lips to press his forehead against yours,eyes shut tight in concentration. Your nails dug into his broad back,legs tightening around his hips when he bottomed out. The pleasure of being filled outweighed the burn of the stretch,it had been so long since you'd been with someone and even longer since someone made you feel this good.

"Viktor."You whined,nails scratching red fiery lines down his muscular back. "Please."

"Please what."He teased,nipping your bottom lip gently. He smirked when your answer died right on the  tip of your tongue,a deep moan coming out when he slid out of your tight entrance and slowly slid back in.

The large man built a slow and sensual pace,gradually speeding up when your moans slowly grew louder. He loved the way your moans grew louder when he picked up speed, his hand squeezed your thigh and raised your leg higher on his hip. You moaned when his hand slid up your body,large hand coming to lightly squeeze your neck.

He watched your eyes flutter shut,watching your teeth bite your bottom lip in pure pleasure. He loved the way you trusted him with your pleasure,his hand applying the pressure you craved so perfectly.

You could barely focus on the words he whispered as he continued his deep sensual thrusts,his pace slowing drastically to slowly roll his hips into yours. His thumb traced your bottom lip softly,a low groan leaving the man when you gently sucked on his thumb.

"My little minx."He smirked,wet thumb stroking your lips softly and smearing your spit across them. "You drive me crazy."

He trailed his lips against your jawline and down your neck,the roughness of his beard brushing against your soft skin making you burn deliciously. With your arms and legs secured tightly around the large man you rolled the two of you over so you straddled him,left hand cupping his cheek.

"More."You whispered,pulling him forward to taste his lips once more. You rolled your hips in a sensual rhythm,biting his lip gently when he gripped your hips to help guide your movements.

He sat up,large hands splayed out on your back. You leaned your forehead against his,nails digging into his strong back. You noticed him controlling his moans,not appreciating the way he tried to avoid making any sounds.

"I wanna hear you."You whispered,tilting his head back to look him in the eye. Your tongue traced his lips,smirking when a deep moan left the large man.

With each movement you felt the bliss of orgasm closer and closer. His moans and yours blended into one beautiful melody,tongues meeting in an infernal dance. You were too lost in the pleasure you were being given to even hear the ringing phone,Viktor ignoring the familiar ring of his phone to focus his attention solely on you.

You felt Viktor's hands everywhere a burning trail of heat following wherever he touched. The large russian planted his feet on the bed,large hands moving to hold your hips in a tight controlling grip. His low growl when he felt you tighten around him made you tremble,your orgasm impending.

"Cum with me."You pulled him closer,chests touching but not feeling close enough to the large man. "Together."

He growled,pulling you impossibly closer. He rolled the two of you over,your head landing on your pillow. Viktor grabbed your knee tightly,the large man bending your leg forward so your knee touched your chest. Your nails dug into his broad back,his thrusts hitting just the right spot every time without fault.

You both came together,a low growl of your name falling from Viktor's perfect lips. You could've cum just from that sound alone,your hands cupping his face to make him look you in the eyes. His hazel eyes met yours,the man swallowing your moan when he planted his lips on yours.

You held onto him tightly,enjoying the warmth that came from his body. He leaned his arms next to your head,his nose nudging yours gently. You smiled softly at him, thumbs stroking his cheeks softly.

"Are you okay? Did I hurt you?"He whispered, beginning to pull away when he felt he was leaning his weight on you too much. You tightened your legs around his waist, keeping him right where he was.

"I'm okay,everything's perfect."You pecked his lips quickly,watching his cheeks tinge pink.

"It is."He nodded, pulling you closer before rolling onto his back with you on top of him. You rest your chin on his chest,watching him quietly.

He ran his fingers through your hair, turning to look at you when he felt your eyes on him. He smiled when your eyes met,the man looking very much at ease.

"You look more relaxed."You observed, fingers tracing indiscernible shapes on his chest.

"It's not only because of this."He slid his hand down your side,rubbing your side gently.

"Then what is it?"You asked.

"It's you."He pulled your leg over his, squeezing your knee softly. He leaned down to kiss you,a laugh interrupting the kiss when his stomach growled.

"Hungry?"You sat up,reaching for the clothes the two of you left on the floor. You slid your panties on followed by his shirt,tossing him his boxers after. He laughed and slid them on, sitting on the edge of your bed. You stepped between his legs,hands cradling his face while his gripped your hips. "Come on."You kissed him quickly, turning and walking out of your bedroom.

The giant man followed after you, the sight of him leaning down when he crossed your door making you giggle. He smiled at the sound of you laughing,grabbing the bottom of his shirt and pulling lightly. "What's so funny?"He questioned, your hands landing on his pecs.

"You're so big."You said simply, biting your lip.

"I thought you like that?"He cupped your ass boldly, squeezing the supple flesh.

"I love it."You whispered seductively,biting his lip gently before pulling away and walking towards your kitchen. You looked through your fridge, only finding the steak you had pulled for tomorrow's dinner.

The Russian boxer sat at your table after insisting you didn't have to make him anything and you waving him off, watching you cook wearing his shirt only. You served the steak with some asparagus and potatoes,enjoying his surprised look.

"Smells delicious."He said as you sat across from him and poured two glasses of wine. He cut into the steak, moaning at the taste when he took the first bite. You watched him eat, enjoying the relaxed and comfortable vibe between the two of you.

He offered you bites of the food, the two of you sitting in a comfortable silence as he finished the meal. You picked up the plate when he finished, ignoring his insistence on cleaning up. You washed the plate quickly, leaning into him when he pressed against your backside.

His hands slid up your thighs,pushing his shirt up as he appreciated your soft skin. Your eyes fell shut when he moved your hair over to your right shoulder and his lips planted kisses on your neck.

"Still hungry?"You smirked, pressing your ass into him.

"For you? Always."He answered. He spun you around,wrapping your legs around his waist as he planted you on the counter.

You moaned when his tongue delved into your mouth,his grip tight as he pulled you as close as possible. Your hands slid up his strong arms,sliding up his shoulders,then to his neck. You sighed in bliss when he pulled away and kissed his way down your neck,choosing a spot to lightly suck. Your nails lightly scraped his scalp when he moved to a sensitive spot on your neck,groaning when you heard a phone ring again.

He groaned in annoyance when he recognized the sound of his phone,already imagining who it was. He slid the bottom of his shirt up slowly,long fingers sliding against your smooth skin.

"You should answer it."You whispered,index finger tracing down the chiseled lines of his chest.

"No."He pouted,kissing your fingertip as it traced his lips.

"Go."You nodded towards the loud ringing,pushing him lightly. You hopped off the counter when he gave in,watching him walk towards his phone.

You made your way to your couch,plopping down as he walked back with the miniature looking device in his large hands. "Everything okay?"You asked,pulling your knees to your chest as he sat down next to you. The large man took up so much space,essentially dwarfing everything that he held or sat on.

"My father."He shrugged,placing the phone on the coffee table.

"He doesn't know you're here,does he?"You sat up,nervously chewing on your lip as you thought back to the last conversation you had with the father of the man who currently sat on your couch.

"No."Viktor answered,watching you curiously. "What's wrong?"

You looked away from his intense gaze,not wanting to discuss the conversation in which his father told you you were no good for Viktor and that you should stay away from him.

"Tell me."Viktor pulled you close,index finger under your chin forcing you to look up at him.

"He won't like that you're here,with me."You whispered the last two words,his eyes staring back into yours pulling the words from you. "He told me to stay away from you,that I'm no good for you."

Viktor felt his blood boil,the thought of his father yelling at you and screaming how you're no good for him making him angrier by the minute. He pulled you into his lap,the large man dwarfing you as he cradled you into his chest. You placed your hand on his chest right over his heart,meeting his intense and passionate gaze that made your own heart race.

"He was wrong."He said simply, his simple three words making you melt into his touch. "I wish I didn't have to go back."He sighed, dreading what he would find when he returned home.

"You need to buy a plane ticket."You moved to grab your laptop, helping him secure a early flight out before deciding it was time to go to bed.

"So is it safe to say that you will stay the night?"You said softly, hand sliding down his chest and then grabbing his large hand.

"Do you want me to?"He asked, smiling when you played with his fingers.

You nodded shyly, meeting his intense gaze. He enjoyed the way you were suddenly shy around him, nothing at all like the confident seductress he saw earlier in  your bedroom. "Stay."You whispered,holding his hand tightly.

"Of course."He assured,allowing you to stand and pull him up and after you to your bathroom. He accepted the new toothbrush you offered him,watching you perform your night routine for bed and reveling in the mundane action of getting ready for bed was simple yet he enjoyed it so much.

You enjoyed the way the large man took up almost the entirety of your mattress,climbing in after him and pressing your smaller frame right against him. He hitched your leg over his,arms wrapping around you when you laid your head right over his heart. You heard the steady beat of his heart,the sound making you smile.

"You're so warm."You hummed,cuddling into him more. He ran his fingers through your hair,eyes shutting when you let out a sigh of relief.

"I have never done this before."He said softly,eyes shutting when you rubbed his chest softly. You smiled at his words, fingers pinching his chin and turning him to face you.

"Good."You said plainly, kissing him briefly.

"Good?"He asked, brows furrowing.

"Yes,I don't want you to do things like this with anyone else. Only me."You smirked, laying your head back on his chest.

"I don't want to do things like this with anyone else."His thumb rubbed your cheek, hugging you closer. "Only you."

Your hand resumed rubbing his strong chest,wandering to his tense and hard shoulders. He groaned when you rubbed and kneaded the tense muscles.

"You gave me a massage."You hummed,straddling the broad man. You smiled at him when his hands grabbed your thighs,thumbs rubbing the smooth flesh. "Only fair I return the favor."You leaned over and grabbed a lotion,waving it coyly.

"You can do whatever you want to with me,"He grinned,enjoying the thought of your hands on his body. "I'm all yours."

You froze at his words,heart rate picking up tenfold. "You mean that?"

"I do."he affirmed.

You bent down to kiss him,his hands sliding up to cup your supple ass. You moaned into the kiss at the feeling of him softly kneading your firm rear,the boxer taking advantage to slide his tongue past your spread lips.

You pulled away panting,labored breaths mixing with his. "Roll over."You climbed off of him,watching him comply with no hesitation.

Climbing the large man once again you put some lotion on your hands and got to work,kneading the man's tense and strong muscles. He groaned under your small hands loosening his tense muscles,a shiver traveling down his spine when your hands slid down his broad back.

You sat on his firm butt,hands working on his lower back. His low moans when you continued massaging his back made you flashback to the earlier moments the two of you shared right there in your bed. You cleared your throat and focused at the task at hand,moving back up to massage his arms.

Little by little he relaxed further and further,your hands moving to massage his strong arms. After a while you rubbed his tense neck,feeling the large man become more pliant with each pass of your hand. You heard his soft snores a while later,leaning over to find the boxer sound asleep.

You smiled,kissing his cheek softly before moving over to your spot in the bed. You laid your head on your pillow,back facing Viktor as your eyes shut at the peacefulness that fell over the two of you. Your eyes opened when you felt him roll over and wrap his arm around you. Viktor pulled you closer,face buried in the crook of your neck as he pressed closer against your back. You smiled and shut your eyes,quickly falling asleep in the warmth of his embrace.

________

The next morning you slid some sweatpants on,keeping Viktor's t shirt on as he instructed. You watched him slide his hoodie and coat on,you mirroring the man's actions. You drove through the cold Philly streets,sighing when you finally arrived at the airport.

You walked in with him,fingers wringing at the thought of not seeing him again. He grabbed your smaller hands,pulling you close to him. It's like he knew exactly what ran through your mind,the same fears plaguing his thoughts.

"I want you to call me,everyday if you want."He said softly,hands cupping your face.

"I don't have your number."Your brows furrowed,words dying on the tip of your tongue when he pulled you into a passionate kiss.

"Of course you do."He smirked,leaning his forehead against yours. "I will see you soon. No goodbyes."

"No goodbyes."You affirmed,pulling him in for one last kiss.

"You call."He repeated.

"Everyday."You nodded,smiling at him softly when he turned and walked towards his terminal.

Your shoulders slumped watching him walk further and further away,wanting nothing more than for him to turn back and decide to just stay with you. A sliver of hope rose in your chest when he turned,part of you expecting him to walk right back towards you and tell you to go back to your home with him.

He waved before continuing on,you watching him until you couldn't see him anymore. You turned and made your way to your car,fighting the urge to cry the whole ride home. You successfully made it to your home without crying,stripping down to just the t shirt of his you wore before crawling into bed.

You scrolled through your phone finding the new contact you had no idea how it got into your phone.

Viktor.

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[thehorrorreturns]

ESP - 12 Random Days Of Christmas: Rocky IV (1985)

This episode Nez brings you the 1985 Sylvester Stallone boxing classic ROCKY IV.

After reclaiming the boxing championship title, Rocky Balboa (Sylvester Stallone) plans to retire and live with his wife, Adrian (Talia Shire). However, during an exhibition match, Rocky's friend Apollo Creed (Carl Weathers) is mercilessly beaten to death by hulking Russian newcomer Ivan Drago (Dolph Lundgren). Rocky vows payback against Drago and flies to Russia to train for a Christmas Day fight. Despite their different training methods, Rocky and Drago both wage a long and intense match.

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NO EASY WAY OUT de Robbert TEPPER es la q suena en ROCKY IV xq el MALDITO ROCKY no tiro la TOALLA cuando IVAN DRAGO le estaba dando una CHUZA DE HOSTIAS a APOLLO [DIOS ROMANO de la LUZ y LA VERDAD] CREED [CREDO, FE].. y muere.

X cierto..entonces ROCKY conducía un LANBORGHINI JALPA [población mexicana situada en el municipio de Purísima del Rincón, Guanajuato.]

We're not indestructible

Baby, better get that straight

I think it's unbelievable

How you give into the hands of fate

Some things are worth fighting for

Some feelings never die

I'm not askin' for another chance

I just wanna know why

There's no easy way out

There's no shortcut home

There's no easy way out

Givin' in can't be wrong

[80s4life]

Character/Movie List

Below is movies and TV shows I like personally and are lsited as a reference. If you don't see something you're interested in, it is not that I don't like it, it is because I most likely forgot it because I love so many movies/shows tbh. Just ask, and I'll answer! And, from the Rules and Regulations page, what I had meant by "mostly" is that I can dabble outside of the acting world and into actors/actresses themselves and/or singers, popstars, etc.

{Another side-note, I am not so much into shows, but mostly movies! Although, there are some exceptions that I love beyond belief!}

MOVIES

Back to the Future Series:

Biff Tannen

Griff Tannen (Maybe, he wasn't the best of the Tannen's imo)

Buford Tannen

Marty McFly

George McFly

Doc Brown

Lorraine Baines

Match

Titanic:

Rose DeWitt Bukater

Jack Dawson

Caledon Hockley

Brock Lovett

Rabrizio De Rossi

Thomas "Tommy" Ryan

Karate Kid Series {1/2/3}:

1-

John Kreese

Mr. Miyagi

Johnny Lawrence

Daniel LaRusso

Tommy

Dutch

Bobby Brown (not so much; don't know him too well)

Ali Mills

Lucille LaRusso

2-

Chozen

Kumiko

3-

Terry Silver (duh lmao)

Mike Barnes (also duh)

Jessica Andrews

Stand By Me:

Vern Tessio

Billy Tessio

Gordie LaChance

Chris Chambers

Eyeball Chambers

Ace Merrill

Teddy Duchamp

Goonies:

Brand

Mikey

Chunk

Mouth

Data

Andy

Stef

Jake Fratelli (he was kinda hot ngl)

Ferris Bueller's Day Off:

Ferris Bueller

Jeanie Bueller

Cameron Frye

Sloane Peterson

License to Drive:

Les Anderson

Dean

Mercedes Lane

Charles

Toy Soldiers:

Billy Tepper

Joey Trotta

Snuffy Bradberry

Ricardo Montoya

Hank Giles

Derek/Yogurt

Scream Movie Series {1/2}:

1-

Billy Loomis

Stu Macher

Dwight "Dewey" Riley

Ghostface

Randy Meeks

Tatum Riley

Sidney Prescott

Gale Weathers

2-

Cotton Weary

Derek Feldman

Mickey

Predator:

Dutch

Blain

Yautja

Escape Plan:

Emil Rottmayer/ "Victor Maheim"

Ray Breslin/ "Anthony Portos"

The Expendables:

Barney Ross

Lee Christmas

Toll Road

Tool

Gunnar Jensen

Bao Thao/ "Yin Yang"

Hale Caesar

Trench

Church

Divergent Movie Series {1/2/3}:

Divergent-

Beatrice "Tris" Prior

Caleb Prior

Peter

Tobias "Four" Eaton

Christina "Chris"

Eric Coulter

Will

Insurgent-

Marcus Eaton

Allegiant-

Matthew

Terminator Series:

T-100/"Uncle Bob"/Terminator

T-1000 "Austin"

John Connor

Sarah Connor

Grace

Dani Ramos

Dazed and Confused:

David Wooderson

Fred O'Bannion

Randall "Pink" Floyd

Ron Slater

Don Dawson

Mitch Kramer

Benny O'Donnell

Rocky Series:

Rocky Balboa

Apollo Creed

Captain Ivan Drago

Zombieland {1/2}:

Tallahassee

Columbus

Berkeley

Witchita

Little Rock

Madison

Lethal Weapon Movie Series {1/2/3/4}:

Martin Riggs

Roger Myrtaugh

Rianne Murtaugh

Leo Getz

Goodfellas:

Henry Hill

Jimmy Conway

Tommy DeVito

Karen Hill

Marvel:

Avengers Heroes-

Iron Man/Tony Stark

Thor

Ant-Man/Scott Lang

Hulk/Bruce Banner

Captain America/Steve Rogers

Hawkeye/ Clint Barton

Quicksilver/Pietro Maximoff

Scarlet Witch/Wanda Maximoff

Black Panther/T'Challa

Vision/Victor Shade

Black Widow/Natasha Romanoff

Mantis

Spider-Man/Peter Parker

Doctor Strange/Stephen Strange

Avengers Anti-Heroes/Antagonists:

Yondu Udonta

Loki Laufeyson

Winter Soldier/Bucky Barnes

Whiplash

Thanos

Mysterio

Kaecilius

Ronan

Hela

Ultron

Wolverine/Deadpool:

Wolverine/Logan Howlett

Sabretooth/Victor Creed

Bolt/Chris Bradley

Gambit/Remy LeBeau

Cyclops/Scott Summers

(Younger!)Professor X

Deadpool/Wade Wilson

Cable/Nathan Summers

Colossus/Piotr "Peter" Nikolayevich Rasputin

Dopinger

Weasel

Negasonic Teenage Warhead/Ellie Phimister

DC Universe:

Superman/Clark Kent (Henry Cavill)

Batman/Bruce Wayne (Affleck, Bale versions)

Aquaman/Arthur Curry

Wonder Woman/Diana Prince

Harley Quinn

Joker (Leto, Ledger, Phoenix versions)

Deadshot

Captain Boomerang

Enchantress

Rick Flagg

Bane (Tom Hardy)

TV Shows

Stranger Things:

Mike Wheeler

Nancy Wheeler

Will Byers

Joyce Byers

Johnathan Byers

Maxine "Max" Hargrove

Billy Hargrove

Dustin Henderson

Lucas Sinclair

Robin Buckley

Jim Hopper

Steve Harrington

Sex Education:

Erric Effiong

Aimee Gibbs

Adam Groff

Ola Nyman

Rahim

Otis Milburn

Maeve Wiley

Hannibal (Show):

Hannibal Lector

Will Graham

Dr. Alana Bloom

Jack Crawford

Abigail Hobbs

Orange Is the New Black (OITNB):

Piper Chapman

Nicky Nichols

Suzanne "Crazy Eyes" Warren

Galina "Red" Reznikov

Tasha "Taystee" Jefferson

Dayanara "Daya" Diaz

Gloria Mendoza

Lorna Morello

Tiffany "Pennsatucky" Doggett

Alex Vause

Joel Luschek

Big Boo

Maritza Ramos

Poussey Washington

Yoga Jones

Gina Murphy

Brook Soso

Sophia Burst

George "Pornstache" Mendez

Larry Bloom

Polly Harper

Stella Carlin

The Boys:

Billy Butcher

Starlight/Annie January

Hughie Campbell

Homelander

Kimiko Miyashiro

Queen Maeve/Maggie Shaw

Mother's Milk "M.M."

The Deep/Kevin Moskowitz

Frenchie

Stormfront

Becca Butcher

The Walking Dead (TWD):

Daryl Dixon

Merle Dixon

Rick Grimes

Carl Grimes

Lori Grimes

Maggie Greene

Beth Greene

Glenn Rhee

Negan Smith

Michonne Hawthorne

Carol Peletier

Shane Walsh

Paul "Jesus" Monroe

Eugene Porter

Sgt. Abraham Ford

Outer Banks (OBX):

Sarah Cameron

Rafe Cameron

Ward Cameron

JJ

John B

Topper

Pope

Kiara

Shameless:

Frank Gallagher

Fiona Gallagher

Lip Gallagher

Ian Gallagher

Debbie Gallagher

Carl Gallagher

Kevin Ball

Veronica Fisher

Mickey Milkovich

Mandy Milkovich

Svetlana

Jimmy "Steve" Lishman

Karen Jackson

Cobra Kai

Miguel Diaz

Eli "Hawk" Moskowitz

Robby Keene

Demetri

Carmen Diaz

John Kreese (baby version & old version)

Terry Silver (baby version & old version)

Tory Nichols

Samantha "Sam" LaRusso

...AND MANY MORE!

If there is something or someone you like not on this list, feel free to ask or direct message me! For movies like the DC Universe and Marvel, if there is multiple actors of that character and you want a certain one, please make sure that you add that detail!

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Masterlist

[apollostears]

MORE THAN A FRIEND [ a. creed ]

↬︎ movie: Creed

↬︎ warning(s): swearing

↬︎ pairing: Adonis Creed x black!reader

PLOT. adonis realizes that you’re more than just a friend to him.

*gif not mine*

For as long as you’d known Adonis Creed, you had never seen him so conflicted and plagued by something in your entire life. This fight against Drago, an indirect enemy, was eating away at him. Whether he chose to acknowledge it or not.

You could see it in the way he fidgeted more and how he blew up at Rocky for just trying to help. As a friend, you knew better than to try and make him see reason. But as a best friend, you would be remiss if you didn’t at least say something.

But that wouldn’t be the only reason why you’d say anything; you loved Donnie, more than a friend should and for the past eight years it had only gotten worse. Now, with this fight against Drago, that love was growing stronger and it fueled your desire to reach out to him.

So, that’s why you’re here...at his apartment, cooking his favorite meal before addressing the touchy subject.

“Did you want more?” You had asked him, getting up from his expensive table to put your plate in the sink.

Adonis had just finished scraping up the remnants of his third helping before he shook his head. “No ma’am. I eat anymore and this whole place finna smell like fart city.” He joked, putting his plate into your outstretched hand.

You laughed because it was true. Adonis always got gassy after eating too many carbs and his flatulence never failed to fill an entire room.

Placing the dishes in the sink, you got started on washing them. You were stalling at this point and you were sure Donnie would reprimand you at any moment for washing the dishes when you could just slide them in the dishwasher.

“Now you already know what’s coming. I have a state-of-the-art dishwasher at your disposal. Use it ma.” Adonis’s voice came from behind, his cologne strong.

You rolled your eyes and handed him the drying towel. “You keep relying on these machines like the world won’t turn into iRobot.”

“Ah hell, here we go again with the damn robot shit. You watch too many movies.” He scolded you, knowing your habit of connecting movies to real life.

“Ight, keep on. Will Smith will not be here to protect you.” You sucked your teeth, fighting the urge to giggle at your own ridiculousness.

Adonis grunted, hitting you with the slightly damp towel. “Will gone need me to protect him. Get it right.”

“Not if you fight this Drago kid.” Was the last thing you intended to say, but it came out anyways and obliterated the playful atmosphere.

Your body tensed as you saw Adonis continue to dry the plate he had, but with more sharper movements. “D...it wasn’t supposed to—”

“I was wondering when you were gonna say something. Is that why you cooked my favorite meal?” Adonis had cut you off, his tone the same but you knew he was fuming inside.

A sigh escaped your lips as you rinsed the rag out and rested your hands on the edge of the sink. You had thought out everything you were gonna say tonight, but the words wouldn’t come out.

“Adonis, just hear me out. I’m not here to reprimand you or—Adonis!!” You had raised your voice in shock as you watched the man storm out of the kitchen. Drying towel on the counter and long forgotten.

“Nah y/n! I don’t wanna hear nothing that you have to say! You supposed to be my friend, not my girlfriend!” Adonis had spoke to you sharply and more louder than before.

You expected him to be a little reluctant to hear you speak, but he tried to completely dismiss you. Shut you down before you could even speak. Now, you were a little ticked off.

“As your friend, you should know better than to assume that I wouldn’t say anything. You’re right, i’m not your girlfriend but I damn sure am someone who cares about your wellbeing!” You argued, moving to stand in front of his sitting form on the couch.

Adonis tsked and stretched out on the couch. He looked at you with harsh eyes, a hardened look on his face. “Soundin a lot like Balboa. Take that shit somewhere else.” Once again, he tried to dismiss you.

Keyword: tried.

“Balboa Donnie? You’re really up your ass with this one. Rocky and I want what’s best for you. Rocky knows firsthand what it was like to fight a Drago. He isn’t saying that you can’t do it, he’s saying that you shouldn’t! Why? Because your hard headed ass is doing it for the wrong reasons! Ivan could give two fucks about a clean fight, he wants you destroyed and if he has to use his son to do so, then so be it. Get that through your fucking head!”

“You don’t think I know that? You don’t think i’m not aware of what Rocky went through all those years ago? What he did for my dad? I can’t let this man continuously talk shit about my father, mocking his death like he’s proud of it! I can’t y/n!” Adonis’s voice crack at the end of his passionate response told you everything that you needed to know; he was hurting.

A silence had washed over the room, Adonis now sitting up and his elbows on his thighs as he buried his head in his hands. Soft sobs ran through his body and you knew he was truly upset.

“Adonis...” You whispered sadly, your eyes full of sorrow.

You understood now, why he wanted to fight the Drago kid. Why he wouldn’t take Rocky’s advice or your own. It was for his father.

Your legs acted quickly, moving to straddle him so that you could comfort him. Sensing your presence, Adonis moved his arms and wrapped them around your waist as soon as you had found purchase on his lap.

“D, I support you. I will always support you. I love you so much and you’ve been apart of my life for so long, that I worry about you whenever you get like this. If this is what you want to do, then i’ll be by your side for the whole thing. Win or lose.” You reassured, cradling his head against your chest.

Adonis’s heavy body finally relaxed under your touch and a deep breath was released. “That’s all I need. Just you by my side and i’m sorry for snapping like that.” He apologized, finally coming to his senses.

But you didn’t care about that. The way he spoke to you sounded like he wanted you. More than a friend...

Trying to play it cool, you sucked your teeth and lightly pushed his head. “Mannn I was not stunting you and stop talking to me like i’m yo girl.” You chuckled, albeit anxiously.

With a lift of his head, Adonis leaned back and kept his hands firmly at your sides. Squeezing them periodically as you peered down at him, your braids forming a curtain of privacy around you two.

“What if I want you to be my girl?”

The air subtly left your body and you were thankful of your deep chocolate skin for not giving away your true feelings. “Haha, very funny.” You fake laughed, mocking feelings of laughter because that shit wasn’t funny.

“Do it look like I’m laughing? Why is it hard for you to believe me?” He pressed, showing no signs of taking back his statement.

It shocked you that Adonis was being legit, finding it hard to grasp on to the fact that your best friend felt for you the way you did him.

“I—huh? I mean come on, you just went from making it a point to say I’m not your girlfriend to wanting me to be? Make it—“ For probably the third time that night, you were cut off.

Adonis’ lips caught you by surprise, they were the cause of you not being able to finish speaking. Your mind raced to come to terms with what was happening; Adonis Creed was finally kissing you. As quickly as it happened, his lips were gone from yours before could think about kissing back.

“You overthink things entirely too much.” Adonis pointed out, childishly smirking.

Flustered, but no longer embarrassed, you rolled your eyes with a grin and linked your arms around his neck. “Cut me off again and see what happens.”

The threat went in one ear and out the other as Adonis leaned forward again and brushed his plump lips against yours.

“Yeah, aight.” He said dismissively before kissing you again and this time, you were ready.

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What We Have (4)

Viktor Drago x reader

Warnings: Smut

A/N: Thank you all so much for reading and coming along on this messy journey, I hope you enjoyed!

Word Count: 2,206

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Amara sat on your lap and rubbed her chubby little hands over your belly. She giggled as the babies kicked against her hands. Whenever she babbled to them, they kicked in response.

Adonis came out of the bedroom and sat across from you. Bianca grabbed your niece and went into the other room, so the two of you could have some privacy. Although he seemed to be okay with the thought of you and Viktor after the match, he'd been actively avoiding you.

You gave him his space, but it was almost time for you to give birth and you needed your big brother.

"Hey," you said awkwardly.

"What's up?" He greeted.

"I'm due soon, so I was just wondering if you were going to be there."

"I don't know. It depends on if I have anything scheduled," he shrugged.

"Really, Adonis?"

"I don't know what you want me to do."

"I want you to be there for me the way I've always been there for you. I need you and Viktor to put your differences aside for the sake of these kids."

He was silent. Of course he was being stubborn, it was in his nature.

"You know what? I'm scheduled to deliver in two weeks. You'd better be there or the second they release me, I'm coming for you." You stood to leave.

You weren't gonna argue with him. It wasn't his place to run your life. These two families were now connected whether he liked it or not. You said your goodbyes to Bianca and the baby and left.

"I can't see anything, Viktor. What are they doing?" You asked.

You were on the table and numb from the meds they’d given you for your c-section.

"You want me to look? I can't look." He said.

"Relax momma, everything is fine." You heard your doctor say.

Viktor kissed your forehead and held on to your hand.

"Baby boy is here," you heard her announce.

You could hear his tiny cries. A nurse set him on your chest and you kissed your baby boy's tiny little cheek. She took him away to get cleaned up.

"Alright, momma, we've got number two on her way."

You couldn't keep the tears from falling when you saw your daughter. She didn't cry, but her eyes were wide open.

"She's tough. Like you," Viktor lightly ran his finger over her hand.

They took her away to get cleaned up while the others worked on getting you stitched up. You were already drifting in and out of consciousness.

"Rest, printsessa, we will be here when you wake up," he said to you as your eyes slid closed.

When you opened your eyes Viktor was right by your side. It took you awhile to come to, but when you finally did, he kissed you.

Your nurse wheeled you to your room and brought in the babies shortly after. He helped you hold your hungry fussy baby girl. After you fed her your son was ready for his turn.

Soon after both babies were settled and fed, your mother came walking in with balloons. She gave you a hug and said congratulations to both you and Viktor.

You were smiling, but every few seconds your eyes would cut over to the door to see if your brother would make an appearance.

"Look at you two," your mother cooed down at the twins. "Hi, Anya. Hi, Creed. I'm your grandma."

You decided to enjoy your time with your mother and not stress about it. You'd be in the hospital for at least a week and this was about celebrating the life of your kids. Who just happened to be born on your father's birthday.

Viktor kept his distance. He watched as your mom snapped pics of you while you weren’t looking and listened to the way she spoke to you. It made him wish that he had the opportunity to share this moment with his own mother, but Ivan was flying in tomorrow and he’d share it with him. Just as he had every other special moment in his life.

"Viktor, come over here, so I can get one of all of you," your mother waved him over.

He was hesitant at first, but he walked over and picked up Creed while you held Anya.

"I don't really think that I should be taking photos right now, but do I look okay?" You asked him.

"You look beautiful," he said and kissed you at your temple.

Mary Anne snapped a photo. A perfect unplanned moment of the four of you. She may not be very fond of the thought of you and Viktor, but he made you happy and that's what was most important.

After taking the pics, Viktor went down to the cafeteria for food.

"He's not coming is he?" You asked your mother once you were sure he was out of earshot.

"I don't know, sweetheart," she said honestly. "But don't worry about your brother. He'll come to his senses and then he'll feel ridiculous for missing such a wonderful moment."

"Damn, I'm a little late and y'all talking about me."

Your head snapped up at the sound of his voice. Adonis walked in with Bianca and Amara right behind him.

You smiled, but the tears that were in your eyes still fell. You quickly swept them away.

"Wow, you look a mess."

"D!" Bianca pinched him.

"I'm just playing," he grumbled as he rubbed the sore spot.

You were all talking and laughing when Viktor walked back into the room. Everyone looked over at him.

"Oh, um, I will come back later," he quickly turned on his heels.

He knew how much you wanted your brother there, so he was willing to stay out of the way until they left. He just wanted you to be happy.

You nudged Adonis. "I can't walk, so you have to go get him."

"Why me?" He scrunched up his face.

"Mommy..."

"Adonis," she gave him that look.

He didn't argue. He left the room and jogged a little to catch up with Viktor.

"Aye, man, hold up," he stopped beside him. "I know we have our problems, but today we're celebrating. Let's agree to leave our issues in the ring."

Adonis put his hand out for a handshake. Viktor looked down at it and then back at him.

"Look, I can't go back in there without you. I am literally afraid of what they will do to me," he laughed.

Viktor couldn't help but chuckle. He reached out and took his hand. The two men brought one another in for a hug.

"Your mother is pretty scary. I didn't want to take picture today, but I was too scared to say no."

They both laughed as they headed back to the room.

"How do I look?" You asked Adonis.

"Terrible." He told you without hesitation.

"Donnie," you whined.

"I'm just playing," he laughed. "You look beautiful and I really wish dad was here to see it."

"Me too," you inhaled and exhaled.

"You ready?" He held his arm up.

"Ready," you grabbed on.

The two of you left the room and walked to the double doors and waited for them to open. Two weeks after giving birth, Viktor proposed to you. Of course you said yes, you loved him and didn't want to spend your life with anyone else.

Now, 8 months later, you were getting ready to walk down the aisle with your brother at your side. You made sure the photo of your father along with the charms on your bouquet faced outward. He wasn't able to be there physically, but you found a way to have him with you.

The doors opened and everyone stood. You walked down the aisle and smiled. Once you finally reached the altar, Adonis took his place beside you instead of sitting after giving you away. Your brother was your first best friend, so he was your man of honor.

You were so excited. Being surrounded by your closest family and friends as you married the one man in the world that you probably should've stayed away from. Although your relationship had caused a little friction between you and your family, you'd do it all over again for the end result.

"Maybe we should just bring the kids with us?" You said to Viktor as he held the car door open.

You were heading to a hotel that you'd be staying at for your honeymoon. You looked behind you at your mother and best friend holding the twins.

"No, we haven't had alone time since the kids were born," he said firmly.

He had agreed to go on just a weekend getaway since the thought of being too far away from them for too long made you physically ill. You thought you'd be okay, but the separation anxiety was getting the best of you again.

"They're gonna miss me."

"Look at them, they are fine," he lifted you up and put you in the passenger seat of the truck. "Seat belt," he instructed before closing the door.

When he came around to the other side and got in, he could see the tears in your eyes. He sighed loudly.

"Hey, the kids will be fine. If they need us we will be close, but you need a break."

You nodded in agreement. You did need a break and you wanted to spend time with your husband. You took a few deep breaths and calmed down.

Once you got to the hotel, you were feeling a little better. You couldn't wait to get out of your dress and relax a little.

"Babe, can you unzip me, please?" You turned your back to him.

Viktor slowly undid the zipper and kissed your shoulder after pulling it down. He trailed the kisses up your neck.

"Stop," you forced yourself to say. "I bought something for you. Sit down and get comfortable. I'll be right back." You ran into the bathroom and started the shower.

After 15 minutes, he was knocking on the door.

"Do I need to come in there?" He yelled through the door.

He was disappointed when he twisted the knob and the door was locked.

"I'm almost ready," you yelled back.

A few minutes later, you peeked out of a crack in the door. You saw Viktor stand up when he heard it open. You walked out with your robe closed tight.

He looked at the black strappy heels you wore and then up at the robe. He tugged on the belt just a little and watched the soft fabric come undone.

His jaw dropped and he got an instant hard on when he saw the lace yellow baby doll set. He circled you as he took it all in. Like a hunter ready to pounce on his prey.

"Do you know how beautiful you are?" He kissed your neck.

Your eyes shut. He hadn't kissed you like that in two whole months. You'd both agreed to no sex the last two months before the wedding. You'd read in a relationship column that it makes the wedding night even more special.

Viktor argued in the beginning, but you were adamant, so he agreed. And tonight he fully intended to make up for all the lost time.

He pushed your thong aside and dipped his thick fingers inside of your slick core. You could feel his hard cock pressing into your back. 

He turned you to face him, “Fuck, printsessa, I don’t think I can wait,” he picked you up.

You wrapped your legs around his waist as he carried you to the bed, laid you down and stood over you.

“What’s wrong?” You asked, suddenly feeling self conscious under his stare.

“Nothing. You look beautiful. Perfect.” 

He slowly pushed inside of you. You gasped loudly as your body adjusted to him. 

Damn, I’ve missed this. You thought to yourself as he rocked in and out of you. 

He lifted your leg and put one foot on the bed. You grabbed at the sheets as he drilled into you without mercy. 

"Fuck, baby, yessss!!" You screamed as that familiar pull started in your belly. 

He put his hand around your throat and watched as you bit into your bottom lip. 

"Aahh, fuck!" He growled. He was close to his own climax. 

Your eyes rolled as your walls contracted around him. He choked you harder as he coated them with his seed. 

You dug your nails into his wrist as you started cumming again. Nobody else but Viktor has ever been able to make your body do that. 

He gently put your leg down and leaned over you, so he could kiss you. You tried to wiggle from beneath him, but he held you in place. 

"Come on, we need to get cleaned up," you giggled as you tried to push him away. 

"For what? You will just get dirty again," he planted sweet kisses on your neck. 

You felt him growing hard inside of you. 

"So soon?" You questioned. 

"We've waited 2 months for this night. I hope you're ready." He said, before he turned you over onto your stomach and entered you from behind. 

END

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Home pt. 2

Viktor Drago x Cyra (Black OFC)

Cyra (Ky-Ra) -Sun or throne

Kazimir (Kah-Zee-Meer) - Bringer or Announcer of peace

Viktor Drago is married to the love of his life, they have a 5 year old son. He is willing to do anything to keep them safe.

Warning: Kidnapping, abuse, mentions of child abuse

Viktor had just got home when he got the call and could tell right away that something was wrong. His wife's cheery voice was hushed and sounded panic, like that one time Kazi got lost in the mall. And then the coded message about meeting her halfway let him know, she was in danger. 

He listened as she walked to the car, Kazi pointing out various trucks. He held his breath when he heard the voice ask for her phone, he knew right away it was not a robbery, he knew from the accent that it wasn't. 

He uprooted his whole life to never hear that voice again. He moved around from the Ukraine, all the way to America to not hear that voice again. And now that voice had his wife and child.

The man sat in the backseat with Kazi. Kazi was in his car seat, finally starting to settle down. The guy had told Viktor that he would call me back later, and to not call the police. Viktor had said okay, then told her he loved them.It was enough to make her cry, which upset Kazi. Cyra had bribed him with ice cream when they got home if he sat back and chilled out. 

The guy had given her strict instructions, strap Kazi in, get behind the wheel and follow his directions. Any small deviation from that would result in harm against her son. So Cyra listened, following the directions he had memorized. 

The streets changed from the inner city to suburbs, she tried to pay attention to the signs, the location. Kazi fell asleep in his car seat, the man gently stroking his hair. 

“Your son is adorable, he truly got the best of you and Viktor. You know I always wondered how and why Viktor Drago, the man so big on heritage got with a black woman, just seems like he would be with a Ukrainian you know?”

Cyra didn't answer, used to the question. The famous boxer Viktor Drago, after his fights against Creed he was flug into stardom, Cyra had been studying abroad when she met him, they dated, she fell in love, he fell harder. But she had to come back home at some point. Now they lived here, he had a new trainer, new management, a new chance at life. She loved her husband, even though all their tough spots stayed together. 

“You see that dark blue house at the end of the lane, turn into the driveway, cut the car off  and wait.”

He picked up his phone, and made a call, speaking in Ukraine, or was it Russian, even now she got them mixed up. She did as she was told, turning into the driving way, turning the car off and waiting. 

The door to the home opened and out walked a lady and two men. One of the men opened her door and pulled her out, the lady opened the back door and unstraped Kazi. Cyra kept her eyes trained on the woman, Kazi stirred a little before settling into sleep again. 

They all followed the leader into the home, it was sparsely furnished, you could tell it was hastily done. 

He led them to a room that held one full size bed and that it. The mattress was on the floor, the window boarded up, no sun in or no looking out. The woman laid Kazi on the bed, leaving her alone with the guy. 

Cyra was given her phone and instructed to call her husband. He answered quickly, waiting to see who had answered.

 “Babe its me.” 

“Are you okay, Is Kazi okay?”

“Yes.” she didn't know what to say, they were fine but this was not fine. She should be at home right now, making dinner for her boys, while Kazi tells her about his day at school and Viktor asking him questions about dinosaurs. 

“Now that you know your wife and child are fine, I need you to take this seriously okay. I will call you tomorrow so we can talk about what I want. The only person you may call is Ivan. I get an updated call log from you so I know exactly who you call and how long you are on that call. I know Ivan's only number is 312-345-8778. That is the ONLY number you call, call it until he picks up. He needs to be in America in 72 hours. Goodbye Viktor.”

The guy hung up before Viktor could say anything. 

“I will keep it simple with you sweetheart, you try anything funny, escaping, calling for help, trying to manipulate anyone, I will kill your son or have him on the black market for some sick pedo to buy. I will feed you and provide you with the basic amenities, food, water, baths. If everything goes right, you will be out of here just fine. If not, I will make sure you watch your son die in the most horrific way. Understand?”

“Yes, I understand.”

The guy walked over to the door, opening it, he was half out before he stopped, “By the way, my name is Andriy.”

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Vikor paced the living room as he made the call. He hasn't spoken to Ivan since Kazi's birthday, almost 5 months ago. He and his father did not talk unless it was about Kazi. When he dropped his father as a trainer and manager their already shitty and fragile broke. Ivan would never admit he used his son as a pawn in his own life dramas, and Viktor was not going to make the first move. If it was anything he learned from the therapy that Cyra started him on was you couldn't repair relationships without acknowledging that it was broken. 

Viktor called back to back, the only thing the old man could be doing right now was drinking or already passed out. 

After about 20 minutes of calling non stop, he finally picked up. 

“Damn boy, What the hell is your problem. Is Kazi alright?”

“No dad, I need you to come here, I'll get you a ticket, Andriy has my wife and child.”

“Are you sure?”

“I spoke to him myself.”

“Put me on the next flight out.”

Viktor knew he wasn't going to sleep, so he did what he did best, he worked out. His home gym didn't compare to the one he owned downtown where he did most of his training. Moving to the american market had been a blessing to him. It was more glamorous than the nitty gritty fights he did back home, there was real money to be made with the right manager, and his manager was good. He had done 5 fights since he got here, winning them all, his winnings had made him comfortable and he opened a gym, bought his family a home. 

Viktor kept the light off in the gym, it was something Cyra hated, because he might hurt himself. He made it to the treadmill, setting a punishing pace, he ran and grunted, setting an incline. 

After 30 minutes he hit the stop bottom, chest heaving, he dropped down to the ground, crying for his wife and child. 

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The Flu

Another quick idea I had that I wanted to write about 😊. Hope you guys like it!

Pairing: Viktor Drago x Black Reader

Warnings: None

“Vik, it’s time to wake up. You gotta take your medicine.”

Stirring from your touch, he slowly sits up but not before letting out a bark like cough that you could hear rattle in his chest.

It was currently day two of him having the flu, so there was no real change in his symptoms yet. You tried to explain how that could happen sometimes to Ivan when he called earlier to see how his son was doing, but of course he said it was because the medicine wasn’t going to work and how you didn’t need to listen to the doctors.

“Fight through with exercise and let run course. This is the Russian way,” he informed, to which you politely said you’d keep the suggestion in mind if what you were doing didn’t work.

“And after you take these pills, you need to take this too so your cough can go away,” you instruct handing him the small cup of cough syrup, causing him groan.

“Why not pill for cough?”

“Because this is what the doctor recommended as the best to take,” you answer as he hands the medicine back.

“I’ll be fine, it’ll go away.”

“It will, but if you take medicine it’ll go away quicker love. Plus you don’t want it to get so bad that you have to go to the hospital do you?”

Hearing the word “hospital” seemed to quickly change his opinion as he downed the syrup in one gulp. Not without scrunching up his face in disgust after though and making you giggle.

“Alright shower time! Do you think you’ll need help?,” you ask helping him out of the bed and leading him to the bathroom.

Lightly shaking his head, he takes his arm from around your shoulders to clean himself up. “You don’t have to stay, you’ll be sick next.”

“I’ll be fine, plus the doctor gave me medicine to take too so my chance of getting sick won’t be as high. Like it or not, you’re stuck with me Drago.”

Standing on your tip toes, you kiss his cheek causing him to softly smile as he turns to run the water.

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Gently placing the tray of soup on his lap, you slide into bed next to him and cut on Netflix to watch a movie. Holding his hand, you snuggle into his side as he eats his food.

“How are you feeling?,” you ask looking up at him.

“Better, still weak,” he answers, taking a break from his soup to drink some Gatorade. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome, you know I’m always here for you. Plus I’m sure Ivan would not be happy if he found out I didn’t do anything to help and you ended up in the hospital getting a shot or-”

“No shot,” Viktor quickly replies, looking down at you.

“It’s ok, you won’t need one since you’re taking care of yourself,” you answer sitting up, rubbing his back as you kiss his shoulder.

“Good. I don’t like needles.”

“Yea I can tell,” you softly laugh followed by Viktor doing the same as he looks down in his bowl.

“Big scary boxer afraid of shot doesn’t look the toughest huh?”

“It’s normal to have fears Vik, and just because you have them doesn’t mean you’re not tough. In my eyes, you’re still the big, scary boxer that I love.”

Turning to look at you, he smiles before leaning down to kiss your forehead as you wrap your arms around his waist, returning to your cuddled position within his side.

“I love you Y/N.”

“I love you too Viktor. But next year though, we’re gonna have to get a flu shot to avoid this from happening again.”

Letting out a low groan, he continues eating his soup as you rub his abdomen, happy to be with your teddy bear of a boxer.

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Imagine # 916

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Year posted - 2022

Tag(s) - @joikima-joestar

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Frowning somberly Dolph dabbed the damp washcloth across (Y/n)'s burning forehead. He re-soaked the washcloth, before wringing it out and folding it appropriately, he then placed it on her forehead before pulling the blankets a little further up her body. "Are you comfortable?" Dolph asked in a soft tone, well aware of how sensitive her head was. "My toes are freezing." She muttered in a horse voice, trying to warm them by wiggling them under her blanket. Dolph smiled softly, before moving to sit at the foot of the bed. Carefully he pulled the blanket away from her bare feet, setting one in his lap he held the other foot in his hands. Gently he began massaging the foot, surprised by how cold her skin actually was. "You're running a serious fever, and somehow your toes are like ice." Dolph mused with a smile, his words making (Y/n) laugh, which sent her into a coughing fit. "Take it easy." Dolph frowned as he stood up and quickly offered her some water. Her coughing subsided and she graciously accepted the water, only taking small sips. "There you go." He smiled before setting the cup aside, and going back to his place at the foot of the bed, where he set back to work on trying to warm up her feet. "You spoil me." (Y/n) mused with a smile, her throat very sore, and nose stuffy. "I'm happy to." He hummed with a smile, gently patting her now warmer feet. "I'll get you a pair of socks, then I've gotta go check on your soup." Dolph explained before walking across the room, he retrieved a pair of socks from a drawer, then he made quick work of slipping them onto her feet. "I'll be back." Dolph promised before placing a kiss against the crown of her head. "Okay." She smiled with lidded eyes, sniffling a little. A little while later Dolph came back into the room with a warm bowl of soup in hand. A small chuckle left his lips when he noticed (Y/n) had finally fallen asleep, even if it was only for a little while. He sat the bowl on the nightstand, and carefully removed the washcloth from her forehead. Dolph then placed the back of his hand against her forehead, pleased to see her temperature was a lot cooler. She groaned softly as her eyes fluttered open, a small smile tugging at her lips when she looked up at Dolph. "Did I wake you?" He asked as he brushed his knuckles across her cheekbone. "No, I smelled food." (Y/n) chuckled softly, only falling into a small coughing fit. "Well that's good, you're getting your sense of smell back." Dolph smiled as he held her water out to her, brushing back her hair gently. "Hopefully I haven't gotten my sense of taste back yet." (Y/n) teased playfully. "My cooking is not that bad." Dolph played mock offense, as he sat the water aside. "If you say so." (Y/n) taunted with a grin, sitting up with Dolphs assistance. "Well regardless you're in luck, this is a canned soup so if it's bad it's not my fault." He joked as he grabbed the bowl, carefully spoon feeding her as he sat beside her on the bed.

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*I've currently got strep throat and covid, so I'm a total hot mess, and while I don't want to get anyone sick, I'd love to have someone take care of me.

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Hey guys!! Here’s a sneak preview of part 3 of Viktor drago x balboa!daughter

Adding some finishing touches tonight and it should be up after that

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"Hello Ivan."You greeted,not looking away from his cold gaze.

"I told you to stay away."His thick accented words were rough,and if the memory of Viktor's excitement to see you supporting him at his fight wasn't as present in your mind as it was you'd be running for the hills.

"Yes you did."You nodded. "But Viktor asked me to be here,to support him and being there for him is more important to me than allowing you to tell me who I can and can't be with."

You moved to walk past him,a large hand with a strong grip on your arm stopping you. "I do not approve."Ivan's deep voice and intimidating stare focused on you.

"I do not care."You smiled,pulling your arm from his grasp. "I'll be around as long as Viktor wants me to be."

You walked away from Ivan,making the short walk to the arena to be alone in your thoughts. With a deep breath you pushed back the tears that burned your eyes. Pulling the tickets and pass from your purse,you made your way to your seat. You were so close to the ring,your gaze meeting Leo's from across the ring.

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[stargirlfics]

Do you remember the LikeFamily! Story? I wanna now how are these 3 (reader, Viktor❤️ and Ivan) spending quarantine together?

I do remember! That was one of my favorites to write!

Here’s the link to Like Family (Viktor Drago x Reader) if you wanna read! And the steamier second part Risky Business

Honesty I feel like all three of them would be kinda forced to bond more. Now that Ivan has kinda warmed up to idea of reader and Viktor being together it’s slowly like he’s talking to the reader more and they watch movies together and it’s just even more wholesome.

They all have dinner as a family now and it used to kinda be awkward cause neither Ivan nor Viktor are very talkative people but reader gets them to open up especially during quarantine, it’s like her mission to do so!

Going to the gym isn’t a thing anymore so Ivan and Viktor set up a little home gym as best they can and reader likes to watch them work from the comfort of her couch!

And of course, all those late night steamy fuck session with reader and Viktor are a must cause now he has more time with her and he for sure isn’t gonna let that go to waste

[superman86to99]

Adventures of Superman #505 (October 1993)

REIGN OF THE SUPERMAN! The Reign is over, and Superman does what we’d all do after being dead for several weeks and coming back to life: no, not visiting your parents, making out with Lois Lane.

Or more than making out, since the next page starts with a caption that says “Later...” and lets us know that they both had to take a shower. (NOTE: Check Don Sparrow’s section below for artist Tom Grummett’s definitive take on what happened in that scene.)

Their post-resurrection bliss comes to a stop when they remember a little detail: Clark Kent is still presumed dead. How are they gonna explain his return without making the extremely smart residents of Metropolis suspect that Superman and the guy who looks like Superman but with glasses are actually the same person? Superman’s mind immediately goes into “wacky bullshit excuse” mode and he starts spitballing ideas, like claiming Clark lost his memory, or was carried by underwater currents, or was abducted by aliens. Honestly, I’m pretty sure that last one would work, since there have been THREE major alien invasions in the past few years, but Lois thinks no one would be dumb enough to fall for that sort of thing. Really, Lois? No one?

At this point, Superman picks up some supervillain activity with his super hearing, so he gets dressed and goes there (though it would have been pretty intimidating for the criminals if she’d shown up in that shower rug). A bank uptown has been taken over by Loophole, a S.T.A.R. Labs accountant who stole a gizmo that allows him to phase through walls. When Superman shows up to arrest him and his henchmen (are they all villainous accountants?), Loophole literally puts his first through Superman’s chest, instantly killing him. RIP Superman, again.

Nah, Supes just swats Loophole away and breaks the gizmo, causing him to get his crotch area stuck inside a vault door. Now he has to change his supervillain name to “DickVault”.

(I freaking love Maggie Sawyer, btw.)

After that, Superman goes to one of the areas trashed by his fight with Doomsday and helps clean up the junk that’s still laying around there. It’s then that he finally reunites with his best friend and most valued ally: Bibbo Bibbowski. (Jimmy Olsen’s there, too, unfortunately.)

Bibbo also introduces Superman to the dog he named in honor of his home planet, Krypto -- and it’s Krypto who provides the most significant moment in this issue. The little mutt starts barking at some debris from a destroyed building, leading Superman to examine it with his X-Ray vision and find some kids underneath.

Turns out the kids had been trapped there since the Doomsday fight, leading some random passerby (fine, Jimmy) to wonder if Clark could be stuck in a similar situation. Superman and Lois look at each other... giving Superman an idea and providing the premise for next week’s issue.

Character-Watch:

First appearance of Loophole (real name Deke Dickinson, C.P.A.), who would become a running joke in Karl Kesel’s Superman and Superboy comics. While his phasing powers are tech based, he also has the metahuman ability to somehow convince attractive women to be his girlfriends/henchwomen despite being a balding little dweeb. In this issue he’s dating a blonde named Sheila (who wears a mask, so maybe she’s actually hideous), but I’m pretty sure he had other girlfriends in future issues.

Plotline-Watch:

As I said... holy shit, five years ago: no one draws Supes coming back to Lois after an extended absence like Tom Grummett. This scene is almost a remake of the one from that issue when Superman comes back from his time traveling jaunt. There’s also a callback to Man of Steel #25, when Lois hears a tap on her window and thinks it’s Superman, but it’s just some dumb bird. This time she gets it the other way around:

Don Sparrow says: “There’s a cute visual callback to the last time Superman returned after a long absence on page 18, when Superman is reunited with Jimmy. It’s a near identical pose to Action #643, where Superman returned from exile in space (and in that moment, infected Jimmy with Eradicator-based space sickness, womp womp).” I think he’s instinctively throwing Jimmy up in the air, hoping the cold of space will kill him. Unfortunately, both murder attempts were unsuccessful.

As seen above, Maggie Sawyer wasn’t too convinced that “Fabio” here was Superman at first. That changes when he calls her “Captain” even though she was recently promoted to Inspector, and she’s like “only a dead man wouldn’t know all the precise ranks for the local authorities!”

The surviving non-Supermen are seen arriving at S.T.A.R. Labs for medical care after the Engine City showdown. Don again: “There are some mild continuity issues stemming from Superman #82, which perhaps wasn’t completely finished being drawn while Tom Grummett worked on this one, as Steel’s costume is almost entirely intact, when we last saw it a week ago, it was in tatters. Ditto the Eradicator, who was a wizened husk, and now is apparently a scorched Ivan Drago.” Let’s assume Supergirl worked her clothes-shifting magic on Steel’s armor and the Eradicator’s, uh, hair.

There’s a short scene where Superboy is visited by his reporter pal Tana Moon, who tells him she quit WGBS and is leaving Metropolis. Awww. Goodbye, Tana. Or should I say... aloha?

Meanwhile, Lex Luthor Jr. has a scene with Dr. Happersen where he says he intends to control or destroy anyone who wears the “S” symbol. Basically, if he can’t date them, they should be dead. He also instructs Happersen to help Cadmus’ Director Westfield get in contact with disgraced genetician Dabney Donovan. Get ready for a whole lot of clone-related shenanigans in the near future.

And now, more Don Sparrow-related shenanigans after the jump!

Art-Watch (by @donsparrow​):

This issue is another favourite of mine, but I suppose all these issues around the Death and Return are faves when I really think about it.  My copy of this issue had the holographic fireworks cover, and it’s a good one.  I like that Superman and the Daily Planet are in natural colour, rather than holograms.  The cover credit goes Karl Kesel, Tom Grummett and Doug Hazlewood, so I’m not sure what the breakdown was (or if that’s just a handwritten cover credit, just in case?

The story opens with one of my favourite sequences ever, with Lois waking up on her couch, having fallen asleep following the events in Coast City.  I love the detail as she opens the curtain, we see her engagement ring, indicating she knows her real fiancée has returned.  This sequence is followed up by two pages of splashes of the passionate reunion of the best couple in comics.  All beautifully rendered as they float, locked in a passionate, sunrise kiss.  Just lovely (so lovely that I am willing to overlook a small colouring error, as Lois has black hair instead of reddish brown for one panel).  [Max: I can confirm that they fixed that in the collections.]

What follows is a very cute scene, and one of some debate among Superman fans.  There’s no overt evidence of what happened, all we get is a cryptic caption reading “later…”.   Again, I give credit for the subtlety of the writers, as they depict this scene in a way that can be read either way:  maybe Clark and Lois made love, and the “later” we are seeing is afterglow, or maybe Lois had a shower since she just woke up after sleeping in her clothes. Then, after calling his parents while Lois showered, Clark had a shower himself.  I feel like today’s writers wouldn’t feel the need to be so subtle, and might lose the sweetness of this scene.  

In previous posts, I’ve talked about my friendship with artist Tom Grummett, and how as a boy, I would wear him out with all my dumb fanboy questions.  Once I got older, and our relationship became a little more collegial (just a little closer to collegial, since I in no way consider myself anywhere near his level of skill or success) I would really try not to geek out too much when we would visit.  But the one question I had to ask was about this scene, and what their intention, or interpretation of it was, as I was always curious.  Once I had explained to him which issue it was (the guy has drawn hundreds, so they might not all spring to mind immediately!) he admitted that his assumption was indeed that they had sex.  So there you have it!  [Max: Hot damn! Another Superman ‘86 to ‘99 exclusive, folks!]

However you wish to read this scene, the choreography, and facial expressions as they horse around is really sweet and fun, and such a nice, light tone compared to the do-or-die pace the books had been for the last two years or so.   Their easy joking, and back and forth banter really do a great job of showing them as a real couple.

It’s a very nice pose on Supergirl as she lifts off, simultaneously spurning Superboy’s romantic complaints.

I quite like the design on Loophole, and his gang.  Loophole himself kinda harkens back to the silver age villains of the Flash as Loophole has a unique hairline, is an older man, with a pretty average build, which was rare for villains in the 90s. His gimmick is pretty cool, too, though we immediately see its vulnerability.

The tearful reunion of the now-sober Bibbo and Superman is also a great moment—if anyone rose to the challenge of living up to Superman’s example in his absence, it was Bibbo.  I discuss the scene in more detail in the observations later, but the image of Superman whipping away the debris on page 20 is a great visual, with the dust clouds creating great motion and urgency.

On the whole, a great first issue for the return to the never-ending battle, even if it brings us closer to Grummett’s last issue on this title (for a while).

STRAY OBSERVATIONS:

Could Superman referring to the Death and Return storyline as a dream, while stepping out of the shower be a reference to Dallas, and their famous about-face after an unpopular season, where Bobby Ewing emerged from the shower, alive and well, dismissing a yearlong storyline as a dream?

A coy semi-reference to perhaps my favourite line in the first Reeve Superman film on page 8, where Supergirl says “Easy steel, we’ve got you, then later adding, “ok, you got me”.  

A little more issue-to-issue dissonance with Superboy reversing himself from the end of Superman #82, where he said clearly that Kal-El was Superman, with Superboy pointing out that legally, he’s Superman and not Kal. [Max: I think he’s talking strictly in the legal sense, since he helps Superman deal with the legal problem on the next issue and all.]

For all the times that Superman has used his heat vision on guns (as he does on page 11), we’ve never seen rounds get burned off, firing on their own because of the heat.  There might be an idea there.    

An odd sorta-cameo by Erik Larsen’s Savage Dragon, who Superman apparently defeats in the waterfront district. An eagle-eyed reader asked Larsen about it in issue #6 of Dragon’s own book, and he nixed any proper crossover rumours, saying it was just a shout-out from Larsen’s buddy Karl Kesel.  Eventually they’d meet in Superman/Savage Dragon: Chicago, a so-so crossover in 2002.

A slightly bawdy joke from one of the Loophole gang, on page 14, as the moll of Deke Dickson calls Loophole a “weiner”.  

GODWATCH: A stirring moment when Superman detects the faintest of life-signs, thanks to would-be super-pup, Krypto, and responds “God willing” when someone asks if anyone is alive in that wreckage.  The love and concern in Superman’s eyes when he says he’d “rather die” himself than let little ones perish is a tear-jerker moment for sure.  Bonus points for the cuteness of Superman heaping praise on Krypto, with the line “if that dog could fly, I’d put a cape on him…”

Question:  Does Jimmy know? He comes up with the solution to the Clark problem very conveniently.  Maybe he’s smarter than we (and by we, I mean Max) give him credit for? [Max: It was all Krypto! Okay, I’ll concede that maybe Jimmy is as smart as a dog.]

[fumbling-fanfics]

MASTERLIST...

My ASK - Feel free to send anything :) FLORIAN MUNTEANU (x Reader)

- Flo being gentle with Virgin s/o - Toothbrush

- Silk Pillowcase - Part 1/1

- Red Dress - Part 1/2

- Red Dress - Part 2/2 - tbc

- Wait for it - Part 1/? - Deja Vu - Part 1/? - Calling Florian Daddy and he likes it - Mini - MBJ is your brother and Florian takes you on a date - Keep warm with Viktor Drago and Florian Munteanu - Mini - Florian and Virgin Reader Mini Fic’s/Pic Fic’s - Bump into Florian at an Event - Photo Fic - Wedding - Banter - Thundering Dad Voice - Red Shorts - Part 1 - Red Shorts - Update - Red Shorts - Small Edit Imagines - Disneyland with Florian (please check notes for additions from other people) - Imagine being at a Wedding with Florian - Sleepy Drunk Florain - Imagine being at a Wedding with Florian - tbc Picture Asks - Date with Florian - Valentines Day Date - What Savage Fenty Set Would You Wear For Florian - What Pictures Would You Send To Florian - Going on holiday with Florian and your daughter - Cuddly drunk Florian

10 facts about Florian “Big Nasty” Munteanu, the Romanian star of “Creed II”

VIKTOR DRAGO (x Reader)

Home - Part 1/3 Home - Part 2/3 (Smut) Home - Part 3/3 (Smut)

Gravity - AUViktor Drago NSFW Alphabet - Part 1 NSFW Alphabet - Part 2 SFW Alphabet - Part 1 SFW Alphabet - Part 2 - tbc SFW Alphabet - Letter L

Burnt Offerings - Part 1/1 (Smut) Untitled Piece (Smut)

Balanced Breakfast - Part 1/1 Fold Clothes - Viktor Drago X PregnantReader Fold Clothes - Viktor Drago x PregnantReader - Part 2 Viktor with his child - Headcanon

Asks

- Viktor teaching you to box and things get heated

- What would Viktor be like with his child - Headcannon

-  Bathtub Sex w/ Viktor

- Viktor Paying for Sex - Part 1

- Viktor Paying for Sex - Part 2

- Viktor & Unprotected Sex - Viktor Proposing to Girlfriend - Viktor’s Girlfriend Meeting Ivan - Is Viktor a Virgin? - Viktor is Frustrated/Angry & Reader Gives Him a Blowjob To Relax (SMUT) - Reader (poc) is Pregnant with Viktor's Baby - Part 1 - Viktor Meets Reader’s Parents - Viktor Staying with Reader - Rough Sex with Viktor (SMUT) - Cuddling with Viktor - Waking Up Viktor - Helping Viktor Look After Sick Ivan (SMUT included) - Viktor Introducing His Girlfriend to Ivan - short - Viktor finds out the reader is pregnant  - Imagine having a second child with Viktor Drago

FLORIAN CALENDER

- First edition

- Second Edition - Topless

- Third Edition - Holiday

- Fourth Edition - Viktor Drago

LEWIS TAN - Bobby the Security Guard - Den of Thieves Security Guard x Reader - Part 1 - Bobby the Security Guard - Part 2 - Lewis Tan getting his love bites from the reader covered up while on set

PABLO SCHREIBER

- Sleep first - fluff/flirting - Pablo’s insta story - mini - Daddy’s girl - Attagirl - Imagine Pablo Schreiber spotting you at Comic-Con while you're doing a press conference for your hit series - Pablo remembering names of trees because you often have sex outside on hikes - Pablo being charming on FaceTime - short - Pablo fucks you in a museum - Pablo wearing you down by just looking at you - Calling Pablo Daddy - Pablo doing squats with his kids - mini - Sucking s’more off of Pablo’s fingers - addition to what @crushed-pink-petals wrote - Zeeko: sex after work. Pablo: sex after workout

RAY MERRIMAN - Ray fresh out of prison and goes to his old girlfriend to make up for lost time - Ray cuts his hair short and the reader really likes it - Ray helps the reader who is in an abusive relationship - Part 1 - Reader works on a job with Ray Merrimen and sleeps with him after - Implied blow job - Jealous Ray - Mini - Soft Ray - implied domestic violence situation

- Helping Ray out of his tac gear - gif fic - Finally saying yes to Ray asking you out - gif fic - Part 1 - Going on a date with Ray - gif fic - Part 2 - Gif prompts

WYATT RIVERS - You demand Wyatt Rivers (Pablo’s character in Thumper) stops selling your brother weed

ZEEKO ZAKI & PABLO SCHREIBER CHRONICLES - Zeeko: sex after work. Pablo: sex after workout

ZEEKO ZAKI - Zeeko showing off his hoodie - ‘Accidentally’ teasing Zeeko after you got your nails done - Being bratty with Zeeko - Mini - Calling Zeeko Daddy and he likes it - Zeeko Zaki hand kink - Zeeko hittin’ it real slow - mini fic - Throwback Thursday with Zeeko Zaki - implied smut - Zeeko in an FBI vest - mini - Cum undone - Being pregnant with OA Zidan’s first chid

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OA ZIDAN - Sex with OA after he’s had a long hard case - Finding OA Zidan asleep in the living and making him come to bed - OA Zidan keeping you warm - mini - Being pregnant with Oa’s first child -

- Threesome with Zeeko Zaki, Lewis Tan and Pablo Schreiber

MICHAEL KELLY/DOUG STAMPER - Jealous Doug - Doug Stamper HC VIKING BJORN - Reader stumbles upon Bjorn and Ubbe - gif fic - Part 1/? MODERN BJORN - Bjorn Gif fic - Dating Bjorn

BENNY MILLER - Sunday Dinner - Benny Miller - Part 1 - Benny Miller - Preview of Part 2

Keanu Reeves - Implied Smut - Morning sex - mini

BUCKY BARNES - The New Black Widow 

OTHER WRITERS ETC

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[stripper-patrick]

Adorn👊🏽 Viktor Drago

Song: Adorn- Miguel

A/N: HOW TF DO I GET WORD COLORS LIKE YALL USE FOR PRIDE😤

Warnings: angst (reader and father), smut, fluff

Relationship: Viktor Drago x black plus sized reader

“What’s been the biggest challenge you’ve overcame” I ask

“Um facing my fears what about you?” Viktor looks at me. We’re both laying on my bed in a deep conversation. Something we do a lot.

“Accepting myself I never thought I was pretty and I just said well it costs too much to pay for how I really wanna look”

“Y/N” I look at him “you are the most beautiful person I’ve ever met. Inside and out. I see the way you look at yourself and your stretch marks but I need you to tell me your beautiful I really want you to feel it. Tell me”

“I’m beautiful” he smiles and goes back to looking up at my ceiling.

“What’s your biggest fear?” He asks

I hesitate for a moment “losing you”

“Why?”

“Because you keep me sane” I smile. He grabs his phone and checks the time “shit”

“What?” We both sit up

“I have a match tonight and I’m gonna be a little late my dads gonna kill me but it was worth it”

“Go head”

“Will you come?” He asks

I hesitate again. I don’t like seeing my best friend specifically being beat up.

“I understand if you don’t”

“I’ll think about it” he nods and stands up. I hug him and walk him out the door.

“Bye” he waves. I wave back and watch Viktor walk off.

I close the door and sigh. It’s a big night for him but he knows how much I hate seeing him hurt. It gives me anxiety.

I groan and go to my bathroom turning on the shower water.

...

I look in the mirror at my outfit. I fix my hair and walk out the door with my keys and purse in my hand.

I drive to the venue and get through security.

I walk to his dressing room remembering from the first and clearly not the last time I was here

I knock on the door and Ivan, his father opens it. His face hardens and he says something to Viktor in Russian. I roll my eyes and open the door all the way seeing Viktor suited up in shorts with some dark blue and a little bit of lavender but no gloves on.

“I’m so glad you came you look good” he smiles

“Thank you” I blush

“What is she doing here” Ivan says

“I’m here to support him” I’ve tolerated his shit long enough. He hates me and thinks I’m a distraction for Viktor

“He doesn’t need your support”

“And I don’t need to explain myself any further to you or YOU” I yell pointing at his father and mother.

Viktor yells in Russian and his parents leave the room leaving us alone.

“I’m sorry maybe I shouldn’t have came” I’m about to turn away but he grabs my hand.

“Please I need you Y/N please don’t leave me right now”

I can see he’s scared in his eyes.

“Ok” he hugs me and I smile.

“Ok listen go out there and make me proud you always do so it should be easy” I cup his face smooshing his lips together.

“Only if you promise to walk out with me” I nod letting go. I help him get his gloves on it was a struggle with my long nails.

“Ready?” He nods taking a deep breath.

We walk it and Ivan glares at me. I flip my hair and continue walking with him. His theme music hits and we walk out. The crowd is cheering him on and all the girls are glaring at me. I could care less.

“Go be great with your lavender” he laughs kissing my cheek. I sit in the front and his father sits next to me.

“You’ll never be good enough for my son he’s only using you for the ass you have” he whispers in my ear.

I nod staying quiet. The announcer screams the names in the microphone.

“In the right corner we have 6’4 245 lbs of steel Viktor Drago” Viktor waves towards everyone keeping his eyes on the opponent “and in the left corner we have 6’4 212lbs Javier Hernandez”

Everyone boos for him and he keeps his eyes locked on Viktor. The announcer leaves and the referee explains the rules and stands to the side letting the boys square up.

...

Javier has the slight upper hand. I’ve been cheering along the way.

“Come on V” I cheer clapping. Just then he gets side swiped and knocked to the ground. I cover my mouth losing my breath for a split second.

“Viktor get up” I scream. He’s still out and the referee is already at 3. I go up to the gate and scream his name.

“Viktor get up come on” he opens his eyes and the ref is at 6. He jolts up and it was like a lightning bolt watching him get up. The ref stops the count and lets them go at it again. Viktor pops him with an uppercut and Javier stumbles a little”

“Come on V” he watches me and Ivan touches my arm.

“Don’t touch me” I warm pointing my finger at Ivan. His wife walks up and gets in my face.

“Shut up what are you gonna do” he asks stepping towards me.

“Don’t test me Ivan you got the wrong one and I don’t know why you have your little lap dog in front of you like either of you will do something”

The referee starts counting and I see Javier on the ground. It feels like a lifetime waiting for him to get to 10. Javier tries to pull himself up at 8 but by the time he gets to 10 it’s a TKO.

I scream smiling. They open the ring door for us and I hug him.

I kiss his plump lips and he looks at me hungrily. He kisses me again and his mother grabs my hair. I start seeing red and wild out swinging on her in every direction.

Strong arms grab my waist pulling me off and I get out of his grip going back at her. I’m pulled off again and when I realize who grabs me I see it’s Ivan yelling at me in Russian.

He’s really in my face like nose to nose. I slap him hard across the face. Security grabs me taking me out the ring as I struggle to get out of their grip.

I’m pulled into the lobby of the venue and they handcuff me.

“Let me go” I yell. Viktor runs out holding my purse and demands they let me go.

“Let her go she didn’t do anything”

“Sir are you sure-“

“Yes he’s sure” I yell

“Yes I am”

They release me and I look at Viktor who has a smile on his face.

“I was wondering when you were gonna pop off”

“I’m going home” I shake my head turning on my heels. He grabs my waist and kissing my neck.

“I’ll stop by ok?” I nod. Viktor leans down kissing me again this time the kiss lasting much longer.

“Viktor they want to interview you. Now” Ivan scowls at me and I roll my eyes sighing.

“I’ll talk to him” I nod and peck Viktor once more before leaving.

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I’m sitting at home in an oversized t-shirt watching friends. I jolt when a pound goes off on the door.

I get up and look through the peephole seeing it’s Viktor. He’s fuming. I open the door.

“Ba-“ he stops me mid sentence with a breath-taking kiss. Viktor pushes me against the wall picking me up.

“Is this ok?” He stops searching in my eyes

“Yes please I need you” I’ve been wanting him to fuck me for the longest time.

“Do you mind if we go rough I need to let this anger out but promise me you’ll tell me if I’m hurting you”

“I promise” he goes back to that mind blowing kiss. Viktor pushes my arms above my head and pulls up my t-shirt. He slides his hand down in my underwear collecting my wetness and using that to rub my clit. I exhale harshly and push my hips forward for more.

He pushes one finger inside of me. Then another. I close my eyes as he juts his fingers upward on my g-spot. My breathing becomes heavier and I take my arms down holding him in another kiss.

“I need you inside of me” I beg. He removes his fingers and sucking off my juices and trust me there were a lot.

V drops his pants and grabs a condom from his wallet.

Viktor reaches down rolling it on. He’s as hard as a rock and bigger than I expected. He sinks me down slowly. It’s a little painful.

“You ok?” He stops

“Keep going all the way” He watches me as he continues pushing forward. Once he’s all the way inside of me I squeeze myself around him. He groans and starts slow. I’m finally used to him and I can’t the vanilla shit anymore.

“Viktor if you don’t drill my shit” I groan. He puts one hand on the wall and relentlessly pounds into me.

“Just like that” our bodies are knocking against the wall but my moans drown out those sounds.

“Look at you taking my dick so we’ll baby” he starts speaking in Russian and I moan louder. My hand moves down to his butt trying to push him further into me.

“I love the way that tight fat pussy wraps around me don’t you beautiful”

“Yes yes Viktor I’m cumming” he pushes my knees against the wall thrusting further into me. “Lemme hear you Y/N” he pounds harder into me and I scream in undeniable pleasure.

“That’s it” he grunts a few times as his thrusts become sloppier and slower.

Once we’re both exhausted he just stays inside of me.

“Was that too rough?” He asks

“No it was amazing. Do you wanna talk about it?”

“I told my father either he respects you or I find a new manager”

“Viktor you didn’t-“

“I know what I have to do Y/N and I chose you whether or not he agrees with it”

I kiss him smiling “can you carry me to the bed I need another nap”

“Nap? Baby I’ve just gotten started” he carries me to my bedroom closing the door with his foot.

[lotusss-flowerbomb]

What We Have (2)

Viktor Drago x reader

Warnings: Smut

Summary: Reader is Adonis’ adopted sister, she and Viktor falls for one another.

A/N: There is unprotected sex in this story. Remember this is fiction, so in real life, make them wrap that before you let them tap that, babe. Please keep in mind, as to not completely butcher the Russian language, everything in bold italics is Russian. Hope you guys enjoy!!

Word Count: 2,362

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You got dressed and headed to the arena. You hadn't heard from Adonis yet, but you knew as a part of his ritual that he didn't watch any TV or get on social media before a match.

The stares and the whispers were upsetting, but Dennis stood by your side like the good friend that he is. You went to Viktor first to get a few words before the fight.

When you entered the locker room, Ivan stood and was on his way over to you. He looked menacing and every muscle in your body tried to force you to run, but you wouldn't let him see you waver. Viktor stopped his father and came to you instead.

"Here to make me look like a monster again?" His face looked like stone, but you heard the small quiver in his voice.

"I did not edit or approve that final cut. I would have never done that. No matter what, I'm serious about my job and true to who I am." You tried to explain.

He looked you up and down. The hurt in his eyes was ever present.

"Why should I believe you?"

"Because why wouldn't I want to show the world that behind this tough guy exterior, you’re just a giant softy?" You shrugged.

He softened for just a split second, but as always he quickly regained his composure.

"Ask your questions and leave," Ivan said from behind him.

You rolled your eyes at him and asked Dennis to start rolling. You did your introduction first and then asked Viktor one question.

"What's your goal tonight, Viktor? Let the world know what it is that you hope to accomplish since that part of the interview never made the cut." You pushed the mic towards him.

"The only thing that I wish to accomplish tonight.... Is breaking your brother," he said and walked away.

Ivan smirked at his son and clapped him on the back.

Dennis stopped the camera.

"Why did you do that?" You asked him.

"Because this guy and his father are assholes and we need to see the champ before the match," he said loud enough for the men to hear.

Dennis was no fighter and wouldn't stand a chance against either of the Dragos, but he was your friend and he would always stand up for you when needed.

The two of you left to go see Adonis before his introduction. When you got to his locker room Duke stopped you and stared you down.

"I don't wanna hear it Duke. I did something stupid and it was caught on camera. There's nothing I can do about it now." You said to him.

"We ain't tell him nothing, because we want him to be at his best for this fight, but when it's over you got a lot of explaining to do," he moved out of your way and let you in.

You went inside and spoke with your brother, wished him luck and gave him a big hug.

"Yo, you good?" He looked at you concerned. He'd always been able to tell when something was wrong with you.

"Yeah, you know I'm always a little nervous before you fight." It wasn't a total lie.

"Don't worry, sis, I got this." He shadow boxed the air a bit and even smiled a little.

You bumped fists with his gloves before leaving and going to your seats.

You watched as Viktor hopped around in the ring. You took a deep breath and locked eyes with him. You averted your gaze when Adonis’ entrance music started playing.

You joined the crowed in cheering for the champ. Bianca stood by you a nervous wreck. You gave her hand a tight squeeze and smiled before resuming your cheering.

You watched as Adonis threw the first few punches after the starting bell. Victor wasn't even trying to hit back the first few seconds.

"Careful Dee, he's baiting you!" You yelled.

The moment you said that, Viktor started in on him. He had him backed into the ropes when the first bell rang.

When the second round started Viktor came in hot. You don't know what Ivan had said to him, but he wasted no time throwing hammers.

Your breath caught in your throat when your brother fell through the ropes. The entire crowd jumped to their feet.

"Come on, Dee, you got this!" You shouted when he stood.

Viktor landed one big punch to his ribs and Adonis dropped. He stood back up and kept taking hits, but was once again saved by the bell.

"He's not gonna let you call it, Duke," you said aloud when he climbed in to talk to him.

You looked over at the other corner and Ivan was yelling at Viktor.

The bell rang for round three and both men went in swinging. You knew it was over when Victor hit him in the ribs again. Adonis dropped to the mat and Viktor hit him with an uppercut.

You jumped over the divider and ran into the ring. You dropped to your knees by your brother's side as the doctors checked him. You turned to see Duke trying to keep Bianca back.

You stood and ran over to Viktor who watched from the other side.

"He was already down!" You screamed and smacked him across the face.

You were about to hit him again when you were pulled back by the ref and restrained. Duke grabbed you.

"I know you're upset. I know, but you gotta chill. I need you to get B outta here." He tried to talk some sense into you.

You looked over at your sister-in-law and calmed immediately. You took her outside, so you could follow the ambulance to the hospital.

You were in your office waiting for Viktor to arrive. You tapped your foot and looked at your watch again. He was 40 minutes late.

You were already upset that your boss was making you still do a post fight interview with him. He didn't care that the man literally tried to kill your brother just a few days earlier. He also didn't care about the constant gossip surrounding you. You wanted this and you got it.

"I don't think he's coming," Dennis said.

"Neither do I. You can go home," you informed him.

"Are you sure? I have no problem waiting for you to finish whatever needs to get done."

"I'm sure. A few minutes alone will do me some good, besides, I'll only be about a half hour, so I'm right behind you."

"Okay, well, good night," he waved and shut the door.

You flopped down in your chair and closed your eyes. Moments later you heard a knock at the door.

"Hey, did you forget... something..." Your words trailed off when you opened the door and saw Victor staring back at you.

"Sorry I'm late, I —"

"Your excuses aren't needed," you turned to walk away. "Your time window has expired and there is no longer a reason for you to be here. Goodbye."

His hand reached out for your wrist. You stopped in your tracks and looked down at him.

"Can we talk, please?" He asked, softly. He didn't wait for you to answer. He stepped in and closed the door.

"Let me go," you tugged.

"Please?"

"If you wanted to talk, Mr. Drago, you would have shown up on time for your session. I would like for you to let go of me, now!" You snatched away. 

"I wish you would just listen to me!" He raised his voice slightly.

"Oh, so what, are you gonna hit me now?!"

"I would never, you know that's not who I am!"

"You almost murdered my brother. I don't know who you are." You walked away to your desk and sat in your chair.

He put his hand on the knob and stopped himself from opening the door. You heard him inhale and exhale loudly.

"I am sorry. I never should have done that and I never meant to hurt you." He walked over and kneeled in front of you. He laid his head in your lap. "My father... he said some things to me in the corner and I just lost it."

"Tell me," you said.

He was quiet at first, but then he started speaking again.

"He said, 'That's why she left us.'"

"Your mother?"

"Yes..."

"I heard him tell Rocky."

"She left and never looked back. When he said that, I just lost my mind."

You lifted his head so he would look at you. His eyes were so sad.

"It doesn't excuse what you did, but you being vulnerable like this is making it very difficult for me to not just hate you." You told him.

"I'm so sorry," he said as he stood to his feet. "I just wanted to let you know. I couldn't leave tomorrow without telling you."

He pulled you up and wrapped his arms around you for a hug. You let go of him and put your hand in his to walk him to the door. He pulled you back and kissed you.

He pushed his tongue into your mouth and you could feel his big hands gripping your ass. You tore yourself away.

"No, Viktor, I can't do this."

He grabbed your thighs and hoisted you up, so you'd wrap your legs around his waist.

"I don't care what people say. I want you."

He laid you back on your desk and went in for another kiss. You could feel his length pressing against his jeans.

He pushed your skirt up and ran his fingers over your lace covered clit.

"Mmm," you moaned as you sucked his tongue into your mouth.

He pulled you to the edge of the desk and lifted your legs. He kneeled in front of you and pulled your panties to the side exposing your pussy and used two fingers to rub in between your folds and spread your wetness around.

"Look at that pretty pussy," he said, just before standing and sliding your underwear off and stuffing them into his pocket. 

He got back down on his knees and put a hand on each thigh to ensure you won't close them.

You were feeling exposed. You were on your desk and wide open to this man.

Viktor bit your thigh lightly and pulled you from your thoughts. You then felt his warm tongue press against your clit. Every worry you had disappeared in that moment.

He licked and sucked your pussy like the sweet treat that it is. He used his tongue to fuck your cunt and his thumb to rub circles on your clit.

"Viktor, baby, I'm gonna cum." You warned.

He never slowed his pace. You moved his hand and rubbed your clit fiercely.

"Oh my go—" you screamed as your pussy squirted all over him.

Viktor stopped and watched in amazement. He hadn't been with many women, but he definitely thought squirting only happened in porn.

Once you'd stopped, he stood, wiped off his face and kissed you.

"That was so fucking sexy," he growled.

You pulled his shirt over his head while he worked his jeans and pushed them down. You wrapped your hand around his thickness and circled your awaiting tunnel with the head before he pushed in.

"Mm, fuck!" You dug your nails into his neck.

"You're so tight, printsessa," he sighed.

He hit you with hard strokes. You could feel the desk shifting and surely by the time you were finished, it would be on the other side of the room.

"Yes, baby fuck me!"

He buried his face in your neck. You could hear him moaning as he gripped your thighs and drilled your pussy. The office was filled with the sound of your love making.

You pushed him off of you. He looked confused until you told him to sit down in your chair. You put your feet on the sides of his legs and held on to the arms of the chair. He guided his throbbing cock back inside of you. His eyes rolled as you sank down onto him.

You bounced on his dick. He undid the buttons on your shirt and watched as your tits bounced up and down before leaning in to place soft kisses on each. You grabbed his jaw and brought his lips to yours.

He rubbed your clit as your tongues darted in and out of one another's mouths.

"Yes, rub that pussy," you chanted. "Oooh, yes!"

Your legs were starting to give out as you neared your orgasm.

"Come on, printsessa keep going," he encouraged.

You hissed as the damn of pleasure swept over you. He kept rubbing your clit as you surfed the waves of your bliss.

When he stopped he grabbed your hips and drove himself into you. You kissed him as his grip tightened and he coated your pussy with his seed.

You dropped to your knees on his lap and laid your head on his shoulder. You could feel his heart beating with yours.

The room was quiet as you both thought about what this meant. You finally got up once you regained feeling in your legs and went to the bathroom in your office to clean up. Viktor redressed himself and was waiting for you to return.

"I feel like we probably broke so many unwritten laws just now," you joked. 

"Yeah..." He shrugged. 

"What's wrong?" You asked when he didn't say anything else.

"The next fight... Will you be in my corner?" 

The smile that was on your face dropped.

"Excuse me?"

He walked closer to you and held your hands in his. He looked into your eyes sincerely. 

"I want you to be in my corner," he said.

"No," you snatched away from him. "It's bad enough that I just fucked you on my desk after what you did and now you want me to throw it in my brother's face?"

"But what we have, it's —"

"It's wrong, Viktor. It's wrong and we both know it."

"Okay," he said, sounding defeated.

He kissed your forehead and left without looking back.

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